<?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-3603090736612488354</id><updated>2012-02-08T05:24:04.606+08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Bonds of Life'/><category term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category term='Life&apos;s Experience TESL'/><category term='Technology'/><category term='desire'/><category term='skin'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='Of Paws and Fur'/><category term='life at school'/><category term='fiery'/><category term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category term='Heart Matters'/><category term='I do'/><category term='Soul Reliever'/><title type='text'>♚ illusive proximate prowess ♚</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>188</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-5273988301451339479</id><published>2012-01-27T11:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T11:45:44.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>It’s for real!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So, I was posted to one of the SBPs in Perak on the 17th January.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I was excited and nervous as well once I stepped on the school’s compound.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I can say that I’m totally grateful that I’ve finally gotten my job for REAL&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;One good thing after another. Now, I’ll just have to bear the ups and downs until &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I receive my salary.&lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-lb5Cxna9iAg/TyId5Wd9F0I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/knhmQDmBqbI/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-5273988301451339479?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/5273988301451339479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=5273988301451339479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5273988301451339479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5273988301451339479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-for-real.html' title='It’s for real!'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-lb5Cxna9iAg/TyId5Wd9F0I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/knhmQDmBqbI/s72-c/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-4873347645708822271</id><published>2012-01-13T13:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T13:20:45.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>My Oh My…Posting result</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I will be posted soon.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This 16th January.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am anxious.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Because they haven’t specified the exact school or state.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I only know that I will be serving in any one of boarding schools (SBP) in Malaysia. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: left; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:1d01be99-a80e-4ca6-bc67-4a39c0effb98" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-AEw7eY5iC7c/Tw-_IS1j3oI/AAAAAAAAA34/OtfF07VDYAs/my%252520posting%252520result-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-sqjboZ8m1gc/Tw-_KnWSIjI/AAAAAAAAA4A/-Nf1dyZ1ajg/my%252520posting%252520result%25255B11%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-4873347645708822271?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/4873347645708822271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=4873347645708822271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/4873347645708822271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/4873347645708822271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-oh-myposting-result.html' title='My Oh My…Posting result'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-sqjboZ8m1gc/Tw-_KnWSIjI/AAAAAAAAA4A/-Nf1dyZ1ajg/s72-c/my%252520posting%252520result%25255B11%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8798318536475876950</id><published>2012-01-08T15:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T15:26:20.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soul Reliever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Matters'/><title type='text'>Counting my blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes, I’ve been emotionally disturbed lately. I’ve been thinking of what the haters think and do, which made me felt even more sad and tormented. Now, I would like to try to count my blessings. Something that they do not have or appreciate. Small things that should make me feel grateful and happy with God’s gifts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt; &lt;li&gt;I have my MOTHER. &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;I have a good stepDAD.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;I have a loving BROTHER.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;I have two houses in two states. &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;I have CATS to ease down my rage and loneliness.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;I have a good AUNTY who cares about my wellbeing.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;I have good friends who supports me with worthy advice (not flaring me up with more hatred)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;I’ve finished my degree. &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;I have one or two stepsiblings who might be neutral about the issue I’m facing. Thus, no awkward treatment from them.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;I’m physically able to do things that I want. &lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;I have food to eat.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;I have a brain to think wisely.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;I have my own driving license which I earned using my OWN money. (no cable or wire involved ;p)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;I have feelings to make me feel more human.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;I have found SOMEONE to hold my hands sincerely when I thought I might be drowned in the sea full of sharks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;and the list continues in my heart…..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I know it’s hard to soften and console this little heart but I really hope this works, apart from praying to God.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8798318536475876950?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8798318536475876950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8798318536475876950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8798318536475876950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8798318536475876950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2012/01/counting-my-blessings.html' title='Counting my blessings'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-3334000674817019005</id><published>2012-01-05T16:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T16:44:27.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Why am I stuck here again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The reason I’m here is because of my mum&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Each year, I forced myself to be here and smile&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They hate us. I know, I do care and acknowledge it. In fact, I &lt;strong&gt;felt&lt;/strong&gt; the same way&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; But it has been a decade but they still haven’t grown up &amp;amp; matured up their thoughts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If it’s not because of my mum, I would have hated them 10 times worst&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If it’s not because of God, I would have given their own medicine with my own bare hands&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They can slander us like nobody’s business but so long as there’s no proof, I’m sure God is just waiting for the right time to teach them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Right now, I decided that they no longer deserve my kindness as it was merely perceived as hypocritical acts throughout the whole decade. So, why not starting now, I will just ignore them and try to see if they prefer the current ‘ME’ better. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I will pray so hard so that each time they hurt my mum and fail to seek forgiveness, God will take back his mercy on them until they realise their faults.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They’ve hurt their own mum till her last breath. I don’t want them to do the same thing to my mum. I refuse to let that happen. Please pray it won’t happen. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-3334000674817019005?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/3334000674817019005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=3334000674817019005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3334000674817019005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3334000674817019005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2012/01/why-am-i-stuck-here-again.html' title='Why am I stuck here again?'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-6133793912323529565</id><published>2011-12-04T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T00:17:24.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>December’s Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It had been two days since I’ve become an aunty or Mak Njang for my brother Iman’s first born, a beautiful baby girl named Annur Saffiya. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 320px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:1600e3eb-6556-4838-ad5b-8626eb52a9b8" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-mmn4wVgmh30/TtpLew5KuPI/AAAAAAAAA3k/_Sb1-Q4mM2Y/IMAG0254-1-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="I finally had the courage to hold her in my arms..lol" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-KjfOQkgxmMY/TtpLkfmWEBI/AAAAAAAAA3s/FcnSo2muZ6Y/IMAG0254-1%25255B16%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="304" height="481" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-6133793912323529565?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/6133793912323529565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=6133793912323529565&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6133793912323529565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6133793912323529565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/12/decembers-gift.html' title='December’s Gift'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-KjfOQkgxmMY/TtpLkfmWEBI/AAAAAAAAA3s/FcnSo2muZ6Y/s72-c/IMAG0254-1%25255B16%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8282226605745128384</id><published>2011-11-23T14:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T14:48:25.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience TESL'/><title type='text'>Done with SPP interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;God is Almighty. Another step related to my future career had been accomplished yesterday and can be strikethrough from the list. I spent 9 hours for the appointment : 1 hour of driving to the venue, 4 hours of waiting for my turn, as it turned out that I went for the last group *_*, 1 hour for interview session, 3 hours of lunch and spending time with my future sis in law, Kak Leen and finally another hour of driving back to SP. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;But seriously, I was so happy that Ibrahim would be together on the same day with me for the interview. He had became the strength and courage of my soul to face the thing that scared the hell out of me (fyi, I’m not good at talking formally with strangers, I even got lost while talking with my darling most of the time so, I believe you can imagine how I am with other people). I was glad that I could put a smiling face all the way through and got to know some of the candidates. I learned indirectly about their backgrounds and post-interview experiences. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 475px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:b1a18b3a-8536-4993-86bf-74e6da9be88f" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-uZvmAfl4UcI/TsyXLEFQ0VI/AAAAAAAAA3U/8H9NR-FZ_QU/IMAG0209-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-r4HbnDuZVTs/TsyXNXwVwEI/AAAAAAAAA3c/1X2bWVdRrlM/IMAG0209%25255B5%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="459" height="342" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;My experience: It went okay but there were some stumbling moments that I experienced despite my effort to control them such as stuttering and got blank at the most important moment while delivering my points. (it seemed like I didn’t prepare myself well although I read everything I should) Reflecting on this, I remembered my tutor’s comment few years back on my presentation. Somehow it was similar in terms of my capability to grab the audience attention and interest in the beginning and middle of the session but the ending part, I tend to stutter and do stupid mistakes. I will take note of this seriously. I want to improve but the most important thing is I AM DONE with the serious stuff until next January…I must and should enjoy my holidays. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8282226605745128384?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8282226605745128384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8282226605745128384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8282226605745128384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8282226605745128384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/11/done-with-spp-interview.html' title='Done with SPP interview'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-r4HbnDuZVTs/TsyXNXwVwEI/AAAAAAAAA3c/1X2bWVdRrlM/s72-c/IMAG0209%25255B5%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-7006902309427722479</id><published>2011-11-15T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T17:57:07.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience TESL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>20-hour trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I took the KTM at 11 pm from Butterworth on the 14th November. I finally get to travel by train and being aware of every little detail during the trip. Once I entered my coach #28, I was shocked to see the setting which was in my opinion similar to dormitory concept but the difference was the two sides of the coach were filled with joint double decker beds. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 358px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:c17a7631-0eeb-4bc9-9818-9c32c9b61b7f" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-wOYcyAAwOQo/TsKLViLALGI/AAAAAAAAA1M/RqQiytThU9k/IMAG0167-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-S27bCUtIz6s/TsKLX-G6uXI/AAAAAAAAA1U/mPFblMKG33Q/IMAG0167%25255B6%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="342" height="459" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was excited to see my crib because the last time I remembered, there were no pillow, bed sheet cover or even blanket provided. But I believe this coach is improved since the past few years whereby there was reading lamp and curtain available for each crib. I purchased the lower bed because Dad advised me not to risk anything that might cause injuries to my recovering hand ( I’ve to climb short stairs if I took the upper bed). &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:b382c468-d4e6-4432-ad62-26d64fb2f389" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-I2ZGQjLadBQ/TsKLZB6gcjI/AAAAAAAAA1c/0Ocq8fhyvSs/IMAG0169-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-5PrzELU6l7g/TsKLauyifNI/AAAAAAAAA1k/2d92glqlcxU/IMAG0169.png?imgmax=800" width="224" height="335" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:548283d0-256b-419d-8392-dd1d213feae0" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-rY9gAjRhcZg/TsKLb9VDXWI/AAAAAAAAA1s/k1qNkkn3zR0/IMAG0177-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-k-RnVgUxqK8/TsKLdW79J5I/AAAAAAAAA10/bNG0DbbwnD4/IMAG0177.png?imgmax=800" width="224" height="335" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 436px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:acb9942e-39c9-4425-a001-f801204b4a8e" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-6sxyOGUzuBc/TsKLeojGi6I/AAAAAAAAA18/1oxCscF77Sc/IMAG0187-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-8AZJ4Ur9q2A/TsKLgz6Q3hI/AAAAAAAAA2E/J-jDLubqADo/IMAG0187%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="279" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I love the view through the window though it is not that visible in the picture &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-openmouthedsmile" alt="Open-mouthed smile" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-CufsDmZQ-Zc/TsKLhkx0ndI/AAAAAAAAA2M/jXXJX0oKDHk/wlEmoticon-openmouthedsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 436px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:c10f593e-df56-45ef-aa93-2cd84ae0fbe1" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-VG02qjUTBz8/TsKLiTceLII/AAAAAAAAA2U/ghVVS6m94Ds/IMAG0184-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-LkfUOWklhag/TsKLj7Rv3iI/AAAAAAAAA2c/ES0-lDp_NOc/IMAG0184%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="279" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I reached KLsentral at 7 a.m. and went directly to the ladies to freshen up and applied some make up. By the time I was done, I realised there was old book sales. I bought a magazine for just rm5. Then, I took the train to Shah Alam at 8.10 a.m and arrived at 9.15 a.m. I was seriously grateful for the ladies coach.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;After that, I hopped on to one of the taxis but the uncle couldn’t send me into UiTM compound. He suggested that I took the Rapid bus which I did ( again, it was good that I trusted my instinct to just bring my old TouchnGo card). Off I went to get my graduation certs and for my VCA cert, I had to go to another building which required me to walk down the hill from Seroja until the main gate’s post guard and walked further up the hill until the building of Tuanku &lt;em&gt;Syed Sirajuddin.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I guess God loves me indeed whereby He ensured that the weather was okay ( no rain or storm hitting my way). I love my honey fiance so much because he lessened my tiredness and distracted me from thinking that the journey would be too far and all by being on the phone with me. I had a good laugh all the way. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Once done with the VCA cert, I waited by the post guard for Rapid bus. At Section 2, I took the chance of taking my passport picture and brunch before going back for good. My timing was quite good today as I reached the bus station at Section 17 10 minutes before 12 p.m. and a guy approached me to ask where I was going. He directed me to the KMK bus counter and booked me a seat for the 12 p.m. bus to SP ( Seriously, good timing,aite?). Later, they announced the arrival of the bus, I was actually disbelief because it was a double decker bus. I’ve been wanting to ride such a bus since the days I studied in Shah Alam but I was told no double decker bus available to SP from Shah Alam. Seems like some things have changed &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-aaln_txG3MI/TsKLkmWEGmI/AAAAAAAAA2k/4zVolV2fPzg/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt; . &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I climbed the stairs to the second level of the bus happily and excited to get the window seat.Yey! The bus driver was a smart looking guy, you would never guess he was the driver and he drove the bus very carefully and I did feel safe until I reached my destination. I was a bit sad because I promised to go for a double decker bus ride with my Munchkin but maybe God wanted to give me extra love for my effort today by fulfilling my desire earlier (Sorry B…I didn’t expect it too..) I got to experience better view throughout the journey which I really love! I want to do this again!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:a68e8667-81fa-4132-9525-dadaf2caa0bd" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-mToOVcrSTn0/TsKLmJISPZI/AAAAAAAAA2s/KAKkghlKfR0/C360_2011-11-1512-18-43-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="The excited me once I entered the bus" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-BYRx3hvu_xA/TsKLnorO4mI/AAAAAAAAA20/7abhqytjlqw/C360_2011-11-1512-18-43%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="242" height="335" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:16c9e194-42c2-4347-b772-1ba2ec2ddbf7" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-tcHwgAb1iXc/TsKLox6cy3I/AAAAAAAAA28/gZSr5sKthck/IMAG0197-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="the view was better and farther" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-TdrEvUb-Cls/TsKLqPRic6I/AAAAAAAAA3E/05X_IxbrkO8/IMAG0197%25255B4%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="224" height="335" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I arrived safely at 7p.m. Not bad for a first-timer lone ranger &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-aaln_txG3MI/TsKLkmWEGmI/AAAAAAAAA2k/4zVolV2fPzg/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-7006902309427722479?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/7006902309427722479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=7006902309427722479&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7006902309427722479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7006902309427722479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-took-ktm-at-11-pm-from-butterworth-on.html' title='20-hour trip'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-S27bCUtIz6s/TsKLX-G6uXI/AAAAAAAAA1U/mPFblMKG33Q/s72-c/IMAG0167%25255B6%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-4887419035693045629</id><published>2011-11-14T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T19:37:33.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Moments that are rare</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, it’s not always that I got myself into accident and usually I tend myself because that’s the way my mum brought me up. However, I experienced different scenario here while living with Dad. With the temporary handicap situation of mine, I could only work with one hand. It was quite difficult for the first few days. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There was a time I tried with extra effort to tie up my hair, mine you it was not achievable with one hand (maybe I was not creative enough). Then, Dad came to the rescue and willingly comb my hair and tie it (it was pretty and in fact, even better than my mum’s hair tying outcome). He did this a few times for the rest of the two weeks. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then, due to my condition to, I did not manage to wash my hair for a week (yes, it was gross.) But, lucky me, kak che da was willing to help me wash my hair. I felt revitalize and happy with the new washed hair! I am indeed so thankful to her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;These past few days, my burnt skin started to fall off bit by bit. Some spots were okay but some had some redness on them. I am not sure why. My hand did look extra dry &amp;amp; old. So, Dad decided to help me put on the cream that Dr. Khoo gave for scar. I hesitated at first because the doctor said to wait after all of the skin is well recovered. Yet, after 15 minutes, my skin looked better and moist. Okay, thank you Dad.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What I’m trying to say is that actually I’m lucky to be able to experience even a tiny bit of a father’s love especially at this age. Indeed, it was not a meaningless effort of mine to try and be a good daughter and refuse to submit to the force of the circumstances long ago (nearly made me rebel against my parents). Anyway, I will never forget this nice experience. I hope I can give better treatment to them when they need me in the future. Amin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-4887419035693045629?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/4887419035693045629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=4887419035693045629&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/4887419035693045629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/4887419035693045629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/11/moments-that-are-rare.html' title='Moments that are rare'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8196034511624596323</id><published>2011-11-14T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T11:56:56.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Matters'/><title type='text'>To whom it may concern</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:6b01cce7-d4ea-48da-a64f-8b87c81c6042" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-XA9UBOrLh_M/TsCRgTL40kI/AAAAAAAAA08/Ewz8zkLBrp4/gohandwrite1321242757679-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="to adi syazwandi" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-CZYgGlSKlSw/TsCRhoXohUI/AAAAAAAAA1E/30l2ArBa5Oc/gohandwrite1321242757679%25255B18%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="559" height="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8196034511624596323?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8196034511624596323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8196034511624596323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8196034511624596323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8196034511624596323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-whom-it-may-concern.html' title='To whom it may concern'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-CZYgGlSKlSw/TsCRhoXohUI/AAAAAAAAA1E/30l2ArBa5Oc/s72-c/gohandwrite1321242757679%25255B18%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-984023611913254812</id><published>2011-11-11T14:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:46:44.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Bla..bla…bla…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Last night, I believed that I went to bed around 12 a.m. after treating myself with 4 episodes of the Korean drama Snow Queen. Before that I was in such a struggle to complete another part of my mother’s KISSM assignment (seriously, I dreaded BM essay writing..) Indeed, I’m loving my life now. Free from those BIG responsibilities&amp;nbsp; that I might have to embrace after working for real (thanks to KPM, of course!).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh yes, coming back to what I was actually about to tell you. Today is Friday, right? I considered it the day with the shortest time ( it just feel that way for ages) but after being good such a long time, I woke up late again. Seriously, I feel guilty &amp;amp; scared. I really don’t want to hear any comments from Daddy. Looking back, I think I did eat more than I usually do yesterday. I ate at 2.30pm for lunch, then 5.40pm for dinner but Dad brought back chicken rice at 8 pm and he expected me to finish it so I did. So, with all those foods inside me, my digestion system might feel exhausted to process all of them. Luckily, my body and soul are safe today. I must change for a better me tomorrow. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;By the way, my hands are recovering better after a week since the day of the incident. I can feel the damaged skin starts to get dried up and no longer hurt me as much. From the real sight, I feel like wearing a black glove that has a hole on it. It was a sickening view…haha *inside I cried like a river&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:2abecb97-d64f-4e76-86f7-ff83588155d5" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ObI0tRjtOf4/TrzD6A9mmFI/AAAAAAAAA0c/lWuarOdAheo/C360_2011-11-1113-33-26_org-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-I9ocS0oNIVI/TrzD8S6I0LI/AAAAAAAAA0k/09xBDuBOeV0/C360_2011-11-1113-33-26_org.png?imgmax=800" width="242" height="335" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:cbf6c282-065d-4410-9eac-f13311c0d23a" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-EpIUUbgQ9YY/TrzD9qbrceI/AAAAAAAAA0s/2g0SH1eWt9U/C360_2011-11-1113-33-39_org-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-knyLaVXlU2Q/TrzD_CrxzaI/AAAAAAAAA00/E8MNbGyQCXI/C360_2011-11-1113-33-39_org.png?imgmax=800" width="242" height="335" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I still use one hand to do all the simple chores. I miss the functionality of my left hand.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;And yes, I believe it now about the Malay saying that &lt;font color="#008000"&gt;when you’re engaged, somehow you are vulnerable (darah manis) to all sorts of challenges and tests&lt;/font&gt;. In my case, it was partly my own carelessness and also fate. When you think that everything will be okay, then that’s when you will be tested with something new (in my case, burnt hand..of course I never had one) But God is Almighty…He spared me from experiencing worst possible situations. Gladly, it only affected my skin on the left hand. &lt;font color="#c0504d"&gt;What if it was on the right hand?&lt;/font&gt; (how can I eat properly or do things well? ) &lt;font color="#c0504d"&gt;What if it was my face ?&lt;/font&gt; (How could I face the people around me when I’m a person who cares so much about the public view.) &lt;font color="#c0504d"&gt;What if it my hand and it made me deformed?&lt;/font&gt; ( There’s a good reason God give us two hands.) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I know now that I’m still blessed by His love. and I learned better of how to handle oil in the kitchen, another good life experience. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;p/s: I’m craving for kek batik. Just saying.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-984023611913254812?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/984023611913254812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=984023611913254812&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/984023611913254812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/984023611913254812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/11/blablabla.html' title='Bla..bla…bla…'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-I9ocS0oNIVI/TrzD8S6I0LI/AAAAAAAAA0k/09xBDuBOeV0/s72-c/C360_2011-11-1113-33-26_org.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-6234599867994988998</id><published>2011-11-08T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T22:02:39.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skin'/><title type='text'>Positive vibe from my doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Glad that I saw Dr.Khoo today...he gave me the positive vibe that made me strong to recover from the mess that I caused to my poor left hand. Besides, he remembered the improvement on my skin although it was a month ago that I first visited him. I was extra psyched! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, if you are in search of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;a good and reliable doctor for skin problems in Sungai Petani, Kedah, &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;do try and visit&lt;/font&gt; Dr. Khoo clinic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; near Bakar Arang area (if I’m not mistaken). Yes, you might have to sacrifice your time and patience in order to be treated because his patients are not only from around Sg. Petani but also from other states such as Penang. For today’s visit, despite my effort to come early, I was the patient #21. I had to wait for 3hours and by the time I was done, there were still 93 people waiting in line. But seriously, it was worth it. &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-sVLWfWqUQ7U/Trk2ffMPBTI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ZiYEND-LHY8/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt; I believe that he also offers cosmetic services…an aesthetic doctor, if that’s the correct term but today I also found that there were some patients who came for normal treatment such as fever ( but if it were me, I’d go to other clinics, because most of the patients seek for his expertise in the aesthetic area.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, I’ll be seeing him in another two months. I hope that there will be more positive improvement. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-6234599867994988998?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/6234599867994988998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=6234599867994988998&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6234599867994988998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6234599867994988998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/11/positive-vibe-from-my-doctor.html' title='Positive vibe from my doctor'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-sVLWfWqUQ7U/Trk2ffMPBTI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ZiYEND-LHY8/s72-c/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8186692454770773033</id><published>2011-11-08T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:31:53.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I do'/><title type='text'>Hush it…not happening!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Initially, I didn’t want to share it&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But then, he gave me the big surprise&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I picked one of his pictures as my own&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Later, my old school mates asked me about the rest of the pictures &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I felt that I owe them one due to my failure to organize a party to treat them with my Mum’s laksa penang…*sigh&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So much for secrecy…I’m a total failure when it comes to my own life matters.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 482px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:fbe863a9-8f84-4289-918b-a6ab1717dc5d" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ymVToPE4ZlM/TrkemTS3AwI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ZpOA4Sm_frk/C360_2011-10-2918-37-52-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="whoops!" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-2kWPd6iiSi8/Trke5dkkNyI/AAAAAAAAA0M/FXoLJlL8WlA/C360_2011-10-2918-37-52%25255B6%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="466" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;p/s: Tq Liong for the special post…heart it so much!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8186692454770773033?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8186692454770773033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8186692454770773033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8186692454770773033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8186692454770773033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/11/hush-itnot-happening.html' title='Hush it…not happening!'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-2kWPd6iiSi8/Trke5dkkNyI/AAAAAAAAA0M/FXoLJlL8WlA/s72-c/C360_2011-10-2918-37-52%25255B6%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8090311102881471819</id><published>2011-11-07T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T23:38:49.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Your Royal Crankiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: #9bbb59" size="4" face="Warm milk"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG I’ve Been Tagged!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4" face="Warm milk"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" face="Papyrus"&gt;TERMS &amp;amp; CONDITIONS:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" face="Papyrus"&gt;1.You must post these rules. 2.Each person must post 11 things about themselves in their journal. 3.Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post. And create eleven new questions for the people you tagged to answer. 4.You have to choose 11 people to tag and link them on the post. 5.Go to their page and tell them you have tagged HIM/HER 6.No tag back! 7.No stuff in the tagging section about "YOU ARE TAGGED IF YOU ARE READING THIS" YOU LEGITIMATELY (a.k.a REALLY, TRUST, WITH ALL HONESTY) have tagged 11 people.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" face="Papyrus"&gt;(directly copied from Miss V’s blog)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="Papyrus"&gt;So here it goes……&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Papyrus"&gt;11 Things about n3 xierra&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Papyrus"&gt;I survived without paternal love for the first 15 years of my life but now I have a new Dad who cares a lot about me like I’m his own child. He is willing to comb &amp;amp; prep my hair &amp;amp; even share womanly tips (petua2) like he’s a mom. Cool aite? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Papyrus"&gt;I love to sleep &amp;amp; a lazy bump when I’m on my own.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Papyrus"&gt;I still love cats dearly even though there was once a cat that nearly blind me when he scratched my face near to my eyes. (my own fault because I kept on disturbing him while mating)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Papyrus"&gt;I love high heels but rarely wear one.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Papyrus"&gt;I started to eat veggies only when I was in my boarding school. They didn’t serve proper food, the fish was scally and you wouldn’t have the appetite to eat it and the only decent thing there was the vegetable,so I forced myself to eat because I’ve no pocket money to buy extra food like everybody else.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Papyrus"&gt;I hate the colours yellow and orange but ironically, I chose them as my engagement theme colour and luckily it turned out well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Papyrus"&gt;I’m a sucker for Korean and English drama series but only for certain genres.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Papyrus"&gt;I dislike spectacles but unfortunately, I’m a wearer and I’ve high astigmatism which causes me to wait an extra week or two if I want to wear contact lenses.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Papyrus"&gt;I love basketball and was an athlete. Glad that my fiancé’s is a good sportsman that shares the same interest as me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Papyrus"&gt;I’m an adrenaline junkie…I love riding roller-coaster and play the things that give me good adrenaline rush.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Papyrus"&gt;I recently suffered a severe burn due to hot oil on my left hand but seriously grateful because it can still work. I realised how hard it is to work with only one hand. Thank you God for your mercy!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;The wonderful eleven From Miss V, Your Royal Crankiness:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;1. Why is the sun called 'sun'?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Because wikianswers told me that it derived from the Old English Sunne which eventually shortened to ‘sun’. Besides, calling it' ‘the star or thing that shines brightly during the day’ is quite too long of a term.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout" alt="Smile with tongue out" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-udKwdEIxgRQ/Trfx4cOI8EI/AAAAAAAAAz8/aomYHtILFsA/wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;2. Do you like your hair? Why?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Not really but I’m trying to love it as it is. I like to experiment different hairstyles but up to this day, I only managed to try hair rebonding and colouring.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;3. Do you believe in Jagger?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nope. If you’re referring it to the celebrity, the answer is no. If you’re referring it to the slang of drinking and drug use, also the answer is no.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;4. How do you spend RM100 at one go?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Two ways : a. pay my broadband and postpaid bills or&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; b. eat at favourite restaurant with my love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;5. Cheat or be cheated?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Neither because the consequences hurt a lot of people.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;6. Favourite sushi? If you hate sushi, pretend and pick one!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Anything with unagi would be my favourite.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;7. Celine Dion or Mariah Carey?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Celine Dion please….&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;8. Do you like the number '8'?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Used to…but later I found that it actually means BUSY so no longer into it that much.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;9. Where would you go for a holiday?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;u&gt;A place wit good scenery &amp;amp; as long as I’m with him …preferably in Malaysia.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;10. Why do birds sing and penguins don't&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Because penguins could swim but the birds don’t. heee&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;11. Which do you prefer, with or without make-up? (Guys, this refers to your ladies. Unless of course, if you wear make-up too.)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;u&gt;With make-up but it depends on the occasion. If tr&lt;em&gt;è&lt;/em&gt;s important, I’ll wear it because with this sensitive face, I can only afford to wear sunblock, eyeliner and lipstick for daily appearance.&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;Let’s see the questions for my chosen friends:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;1. What’s the food that you crave the most these days but haven’t had the chance to eat it?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;2. Which do you prefer black and white picture or vivid colour picture?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;3. What’s your current status? If you’re attached, your current bf/gf is partner number….? (eg: my bf is Tom cruise and he is my 100th boyfriend )&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;4. Where is your handphone right now?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;5. Tell me the things that make you want to cry every time you think about it. (adapted from the person who tagged Miss V)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;6. Show me your favourite picture of all time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;7. If you have the chance the go back to your past, would you be in boarding school or the day school? Why?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;8. Are you closer to Dad or Mum? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;9. How do you cope with the lost of your precious thing eg: Handphone or laptop?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;10. How old do you think you would have your own first child?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;11. Have you ever give or called bad names to the teachers you hate back at school? If yes or no,why?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" face="Warm milk"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="Warm milk"&gt;Paging All Eleven Chosen Ones:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Warm milk"&gt;Bebeh Top&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Warm milk"&gt;Sherah Yuan&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Warm milk"&gt;Dayah&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Warm milk"&gt;Mimi Nr&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Warm milk"&gt;Syafiq Fadeli&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Warm milk"&gt;Azim&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Warm milk"&gt;Buddy Dict&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Warm milk"&gt;Farah salleh&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Warm milk"&gt;Nadirah jannah&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Warm milk"&gt;Sis momoy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Warm milk"&gt;Yeah Epa&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Warm milk"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="3" face="Warm milk"&gt;Happy Answering my darlings!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8090311102881471819?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8090311102881471819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8090311102881471819&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8090311102881471819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8090311102881471819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/11/tagged-by-your-royal-crankiness.html' title='Tagged by Your Royal Crankiness'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-udKwdEIxgRQ/Trfx4cOI8EI/AAAAAAAAAz8/aomYHtILFsA/s72-c/wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8696642326414740463</id><published>2011-11-06T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T23:55:38.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience TESL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I do'/><title type='text'>J’adore the Final Week of October</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Two significant events happened in my life in October :&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. My Engagement Day&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Alhamdulillah that it went well despite facing some issues such as the choice of the theme colour. However, in the end, I chose the colour that I dislike…Yellow-Orange. Well, I’m glad that the outcome of the experiment came out well. Now, I’m OFFICIALLY Adi’s Fiancée on the 29th October. So thankful to my parents, my big brother, Iman &amp;amp; his wife, and of course my fiancé’s parents for helping us realising this. It’s half way to tying the knot now. I hope God will always bless me with His love and protection throughout the next few months until the Big day. Darah manis orang bilang…but u see, I sudah kena insiden minyak panas. Memang dugaan. But it was my own fault due to my failure to think wisely in the kitchen. Here are some shots on that day :&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 329px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:ed799b8c-6370-469e-9125-f3728c02f668" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-au7YLL55RAU/TranNFkD3eI/AAAAAAAAAys/QC9IpIWk9Iw/eday-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-98x0XB8yRP0/TranPJrG9uI/AAAAAAAAAy0/zWiz8y_uORw/eday%25255B4%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="313" height="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. My Graduation Day – 31st October&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After struggling to finish my 6 years-course, I could finally earn my fabulous degree certificate with pure satisfaction. Not only I got to hear my name being pronounced correctly (has always been a major issue before this) but they even included the special title of First Degree and VCA receiver for my parents to hear! Furthermore, it had been extra special because I get to experience it with my boyfriend of five years who is also now my fiancé. I feel so awesome! Glad to be able to savour a tinge of the special feelings that my married friends felt of being able to graduate with their spouses. Oh yes, I was super grateful that I didn’t trip or anything during the ceremony…my shoes did try to kill me towards the end of the event ;p The downside on that day was that I was a bit frustrated because I was not able to take pictures with some of my dear friends. Not fated I guess. Here are some shots that I managed to get:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 304px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:f83cff75-980f-4b34-b86c-9bcdf2fafe67" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Hfv8eM-8jeg/TranQD80S-I/AAAAAAAAAy8/nZIhhVhhfY0/IMAG0099-vert-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-4OUS1H1mbvI/TranRy6jzGI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Zp25Rzji8Tg/IMAG0099-vert%25255B3%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="288" height="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 436px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:8d18de58-cb0d-46a6-8af9-da1b9fa18394" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-A7ResNnUf18/TranS1EVSKI/AAAAAAAAAzM/WTzA9QY3S2Y/IMAG0093-horz-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-5ZC6ibSUOsc/TranVKxPnSI/AAAAAAAAAzU/_sV7KWLcbpw/IMAG0093-horz%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="355" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 393px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:8a84e2c3-1b45-4c0b-911f-3f69aa4213b2" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-eRZ1JAi3GTc/TranWjhqYLI/AAAAAAAAAzc/zHORflOpM00/392555_311113075572311_100000208627656_1492568_992996122_n-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-tKe_MJoR2oU/TranYXT8viI/AAAAAAAAAzk/HvgEs3SEqdo/392555_311113075572311_100000208627656_1492568_992996122_n%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="377" height="321" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 321px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:00fb51c1-df12-4b18-87d3-51c1cdffeedb" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-0aV4DxU1eM0/TranZo7PZHI/AAAAAAAAAzs/IcQt0KAa0qw/392555_311113075572311_100000208627656_1492568_992996122_n-horz-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-h9Z55WQLRLA/TranbcRbLbI/AAAAAAAAAz0/MSgYS8hS8hE/392555_311113075572311_100000208627656_1492568_992996122_n-horz%25255B11%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="305" height="608" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What is my next agenda ? What can I say, we are fortunate enough that after a few months of being unemployed, we are finally summoned for SPP interview. Although it’s not yet about posting but at least there’s something related to our future career. Definitely God has His own way of letting things fall into places accordingly. Let’s just go with the flow. XOXO&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8696642326414740463?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8696642326414740463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8696642326414740463&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8696642326414740463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8696642326414740463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/11/jadore-final-week-of-october.html' title='J’adore the Final Week of October'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-98x0XB8yRP0/TranPJrG9uI/AAAAAAAAAy0/zWiz8y_uORw/s72-c/eday%25255B4%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8423941997211945957</id><published>2011-10-10T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T23:54:10.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><title type='text'>Second thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I would want to be good to you&amp;nbsp; and extend another positive gesture but knowing the hurtful things that you caused to my parents, I guess ignorance is the best option. To be entangled in your web of chaos and full of schemes is something that I really want to get away quickly. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;p/s:yes, writing this is not ignoring but it’s the first step to motivate me. I kept on forgetting. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8423941997211945957?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8423941997211945957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8423941997211945957&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8423941997211945957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8423941997211945957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/10/second-thoughts.html' title='Second thoughts'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-5386245688120082974</id><published>2011-10-09T13:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T13:14:33.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Not dust-proof</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ha-ha we are still in the process of cleaning the house..—talk about last minute pressure mode!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The worst part is to handle the dusty boxes of ill brother’s. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh My….I started to sneeze and have watery eyes. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Seriously, am not dust-proof.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Should have eaten mum’s allergic pill and wore the face mask. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-5386245688120082974?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/5386245688120082974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=5386245688120082974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5386245688120082974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5386245688120082974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-dust-proof.html' title='Not dust-proof'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-2942799267601792898</id><published>2011-10-07T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T22:53:19.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Of Paws and Fur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Pen pal</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Today, I received an email from a cat lover who found my profile in &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petfinder.my/members/xierra21/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff" face="Euphemia"&gt;Petfinder&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;. She was very friendly and was quite excited in making friends with me. Due to technical error, I had to text her first to answer her inquiries about pet shops in KK. The way we texted each other seemed like we’ve been friends for so long.I guess having to share the same passion towards &lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cats&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; manages to bond us better.  Later, I tried to email her again and voila, technical error was solved (luckily, I was willing to try some trial and error methods). Somehow, these emailing and texting an unfamiliar person reminded me of the old way of befriending people outside of our circle through mediums such as newspaper, magazines &amp;amp; etc. Unique. (ketara never succeeded before…eh got la 1 pen pal is still in contact with me till now ^_^) Not sure how long this will go on but it’s good to get to know someone new once in a while.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-2942799267601792898?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/2942799267601792898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=2942799267601792898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/2942799267601792898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/2942799267601792898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/10/pen-pal.html' title='Pen pal'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-3048584387626586362</id><published>2011-10-06T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T21:57:02.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><title type='text'>House is home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Renovating a 20-year old house&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To accommodate a family that is adding more members soon&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He does it all by himself , with his own strength and determination. He done it before. He is doing it again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Luckily, a friend of his, an ex-contractor is willing to be involved in his small project.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I could not help much. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Only able to prepare cold drinks and some food. (will be continuing it again soon)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can see how he loves his family so much that also extends a message of a big hope &amp;amp; expectation through his effort with the house.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Please be strong, Abah. I will help you with all my might soon. Next year would be the soonest. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-3048584387626586362?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/3048584387626586362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=3048584387626586362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3048584387626586362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3048584387626586362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/10/house-is-home.html' title='House is home.'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-1176187179751097908</id><published>2011-10-05T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T01:32:58.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Day out with Bestie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;My day was quite fulfilling.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;I was out and about with dearest Ira and her cute and adorable niece, Wawa today.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:8cbeb325-9b70-4316-80ec-cb75a0793aab" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-uWqxZGrcbPc/TotB9pFrsMI/AAAAAAAAAyM/X65RgX4xjeE/xierradi1958-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="excited to eat her rice choc bun" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-2flMDURTm3Q/TotC3SzSckI/AAAAAAAAAyY/2Oh1SOTN7YY/xierradi1958.png?imgmax=800" width="340" height="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;The lil girl was quite shy at first. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;Our choice of movie to watch was decided by her (trying to maintain her good mood)---&amp;gt; Johnny English but due to language barrier and the dissimilarity of the storyline with Mr.Bean, the cute girl started to get cranky. Orange juice &amp;amp; one big sausage managed to hold her to stay put for an hour but after that, we had to get out of the cinema. I didn’t mind, really. Because she’s very cute and the storyline of the movie was quite slow too. So, nothing much that I missed. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;We strolled around and looked for Wawa’s bag or purse : fancy choices were between Angry Bird, Hello Kitty and Strawberry. I tried to make conversation with her and it was flattering that she began to imitate me “&lt;em&gt;Na.. ada banyak lagi sana!” &lt;/em&gt;Then, she smiled at me and I found her to be even more adorable! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;Ira was so patient with her niece’s unexpected behaviours. I learned a lot today. I wish I could be as loving, smart and able to console kids like her. Haha I’ve a big wall to tear down in order to accomplish this.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;I was so happy that the shy lil girl finally opened up to me right after lunch. We talked and she no longer worried of grabbing my hands to lead me to her aunty. Greatest satisfaction was when she willingly kissed and hugged me. Awww that was a huge achievement, man! Never thought kids would get used to me that fast. &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout" alt="Smile with tongue out" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-jm_435Wapzk/TotCFdaT3MI/AAAAAAAAAyU/6n4cqpQnhF8/wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Papyrus"&gt;The outing made me feel like I have to prepare better if I would want to have kids soon. A lot of patience, efforts, love &amp;amp; ability to commit. My, my, a realisation within me---&amp;gt; something that I want but I’m scared to have it too. We’ll see how. Besides, it’s still a long way to go.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-1176187179751097908?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/1176187179751097908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=1176187179751097908&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1176187179751097908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1176187179751097908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-out-with-bestie.html' title='Day out with Bestie'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-2flMDURTm3Q/TotC3SzSckI/AAAAAAAAAyY/2Oh1SOTN7YY/s72-c/xierradi1958.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-5312382846875268177</id><published>2011-10-02T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T20:32:04.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience TESL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Just My Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I previously decided (after a long chat with Vane) that I would wear my old black heels for my graduation day. They are peep toe- type so I feel a bit reluctant to wear them as it was stated in the guideline ---&amp;gt; court shoes with at least 1.5 inches so my heels are a bit off of the expected dressing guideline. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I’ve decided already what to wear on that special day (really hope that it won’t rain..touch wood!), mummy said that my shoes are not proper. But what can I do, I’m jobless and buying shoes is the last thing that I’m capable of doing at the moment. (yes, i sedar diri ni berabis)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today, we went out again, the both of us mum &amp;amp; daughter to Segama &amp;amp; Wisma Merdeka. We were supposed to look for things for the house but Mummy suddenly changed her GPS and headed to a number of shoe stores. We found two shortlisted pairs and I chose the ones that would promise better comfort to these fragile feet of mine (as advised by mum because to her, the look doesn’t matter if at the end of the day, you’ll suffer yourself.) Then again, I couldn’t guarantee that on the very day I won’t hurt my feet at any point because today, I just gave an unreliable hypothesis based on the try outs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They are Marie Claire’s. And I just discovered that you can also order through online at &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Bata.com.my. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;By the way, my deepest gratitude to my mum for her generosity but I’ll keep in mind that these are just loans. I promise to pay you back when I’m officially hired. (Bila la tuh?! grrr…)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-5312382846875268177?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/5312382846875268177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=5312382846875268177&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5312382846875268177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5312382846875268177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-my-luck.html' title='Just My Luck'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-5053137755831174332</id><published>2011-10-01T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T23:37:21.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desire'/><title type='text'>Inspired by JC</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Nickelodeon"&gt;Seriously, I want to try and wear those kind of boots and jeans……&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:7529f85c-4273-43a6-b717-27da95ee6fea" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ja_R2UGBqZY/ToczmJ_f8DI/AAAAAAAAAyA/qDfMW6P8Pnk/kak-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-SZ0ot351JhY/ToczqoxmVXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/nIdqKfQQguw/kak.png?imgmax=800" width="335" height="313" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Nickelodeon"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Nickelodeon"&gt;But I have to slim down my thighs &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-sadsmile" alt="Sad smile" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-RLS3TkVBGQw/Toczr588FRI/AAAAAAAAAyI/w0R87yjFLmk/wlEmoticon-sadsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt; or I will only look like the rotten jackfruit- haha bidaknya translation..more to fatty piggy ;p (yes, I’m disappointed at myself too)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Nickelodeon"&gt;Will I ever realise this &lt;strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;small &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;dream of mine?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Photo is courtesy of forwarded email from Jimmy Choo. TQ.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-5053137755831174332?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/5053137755831174332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=5053137755831174332&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5053137755831174332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5053137755831174332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/10/inspired-by-jc.html' title='Inspired by JC'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-SZ0ot351JhY/ToczqoxmVXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/nIdqKfQQguw/s72-c/kak.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-7119581856520218907</id><published>2011-10-01T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T23:09:31.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Of Paws and Fur'/><title type='text'>Mangi nyer Depa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Mallory Maloney's Handwriting"&gt;The trip to Animal Kingdom pet shop allowed mummy to explore more new stuff there.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Mallory Maloney's Handwriting"&gt;Been searching for something to make the kitties at home smell extra delightful &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Mallory Maloney's Handwriting"&gt;So, mum grabbed the perfume for pet immediately once she saw it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Mallory Maloney's Handwriting"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.lowyat.net/uploads/attach-79/post-156279-1253594200_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Mallory Maloney's Handwriting"&gt;pic; google ( lazy to snap pic ;p)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Mallory Maloney's Handwriting"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Mallory Maloney's Handwriting"&gt;Now, rasa nak gomol je sumer meows…Wongi sangat!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Mallory Maloney's Handwriting"&gt;Bau cam Chanel inspired gtew…kekeke&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-7119581856520218907?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/7119581856520218907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=7119581856520218907&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7119581856520218907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7119581856520218907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/10/mangi-nyer-depa.html' title='Mangi nyer Depa!'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-1212578280140548107</id><published>2011-10-01T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T22:13:40.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Of Paws and Fur'/><title type='text'>Hurt ma feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It had been such a long day&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Been travelling since morning&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;From Naan of Taliban, Inanam to Giant (Tamu)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then, proceeded to a final visit for BBB at SAMC, Luyang&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Later, stopped by at Animal Kingdom, Penampang for pet supplies&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I thought we were going to end the journey but we got a phone call saying that my uncle from JB is coming to KK which made Mummy excited and requested for a visit to Segama and CP.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It turned out that we spent 3 hours of window shopping at CP alone (luckily not 1Borneo *_*)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My feet ached so much that I wish our house owns the massage machine to relieve the strains all over my body.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;However, seeing my mum &lt;font size="4"&gt;happy&lt;/font&gt; at the end of the day is indeed a great &lt;font size="4"&gt;satisfaction&lt;/font&gt; because seriously, I couldn’t stand it if she became all grumpy due to my failure to please her accordingly (who does, right?). &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In fact, BBB is finally eating voraciously..Yey ^_^&amp;nbsp; and shows great interest to join Pinchu and Baby in playing tag. No more jabs for the adorable BBB. For the day onwards, Do try your best to get into the circle, okay? Kakak always support you &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-HSqJNVIbtYA/TocgEAdcfsI/AAAAAAAAAx8/wyIYO89Hhk4/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-1212578280140548107?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/1212578280140548107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=1212578280140548107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1212578280140548107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1212578280140548107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/10/hurt-ma-feet.html' title='Hurt ma feet'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-HSqJNVIbtYA/TocgEAdcfsI/AAAAAAAAAx8/wyIYO89Hhk4/s72-c/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-981321861776190897</id><published>2011-09-28T16:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T16:42:22.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Accurate enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday, one of my Fb friends ( Anu Thanu) posted a note related to the star signs. As you know that I dig this kind of stuff quite a lot so I would like to share it here too. Let’s check it out:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARIES - The Aggressive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (March 21 to April 19) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not one to mess with. Funny... Excellent kisser. EXTREMELY adorable. Loves relationships, and family is very important to an Aries. Aries are known for being generous and giving. Addictive. Loud. Always has the need to be 'Right'. Aries will argue to prove their point for hours and hours. Aries are some of the most wonderful people in the world. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAURUS - The Tramp (April 20 to May 20)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aggressive. Loves being in long relationships. Likes to give a good fight. Fight for what they want. Can be annoying at times, but for the love of attention. Extremely outgoing. Loves to help people in times of need. Good kisser. Good personality. Stubborn. A caring person. They can be self-centred and if they want something they will do anything to get it. They love to sleep and can be lazy. One of a kind. Not one to mess with. Are the most attractive people on earth! &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GEMINI - The Twin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (May 21 to June 20)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nice. Love is one of a kind. Great listeners. Very good at confusing people. Lover not a fighter, but will still knock you out. Geminis will not take any crap from anyone. Geminis like to tell people what they should do and get offended easily. They are great at losing things and are forgetful. Geminis can be very sarcastic and childish at times and are very nosey. Trustworthy. Always happy. VERY Loud. Talkative. Outgoing. VERY FORGIVING. Loves to make out. Has a beautiful smile. Generous. Strong. THE MOST IRRESISTIBLE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CANCER - The Beauty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (June 21 to July 22)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOST AMAZING KISSER. Very high appeal. A Cancer's love is one of a kind.. Very romantic. Most caring person you will ever meet in your life. Entirely creative person, most are artists and insane, respectfully speaking. They perfected sex and do it often. Extremely random. An ultimate freak. Extremely funny and is usually the life of the party. Most Cancers will take you under their wing and into their hearts where you will remain forever. Cancers make love with a passion beyond compare. Spontaneous. Not a fighter, but will kick your ass good if it comes down to it. Someone you should hold on to!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEO - The Lion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (July 23 to August 22)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great talker. Attractive and passionate. Laid back. Usually happy but when unhappy tend to be grouchy and childish. A Leo's problem becomes everyone's problem. Most Leos are very predictable and tend to be monotonous. Knows how to have fun. Is really good at almost anything. Great kisser.. Very predictable. Outgoing. Down to earth. Addictive. Attractive. Loud. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Not one to mess with. Rare to find. Good when found.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIRGO - The One that Waits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (August 23 to September 22)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;Dominant in relationships. Someone loves them right now. Always wants the last word. Caring. Smart. Loud. Loyal. Easy to talk to. Everything you ever wanted. Easy to please. A pushover. Loves to gamble and take chances. Needs to have the last say in everything. They think they know everything and usually do. Respectful to others but you will quickly lose their respect if you do something untrustworthy towards them and never regain respect. They do not forgive and never forget. The one and only.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIBRA - The Lame One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (September 23 to October 22)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nice to everyone they meet. Their love is one of a kind. Silly, funny and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever meet! However, not the kind of person you want to mess with... you might end up crying. Libras can cause as much havoc as they can prevent. Faithful friends to the end. Can hold a grudge for years. Libras are someone you want on your side. Usually great at sports and are extreme sports fanatics. Very creative. A hopeless romantic. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffc000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SCORPIO - The Addict&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (October 23 to November 21)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ffc000"&gt;EXTREMELY adorable. Loves to joke. Very good sense of humour. Will try almost anything once. Loves to be pampered. Energetic. Predictable. GREAT kisser. Always get what they want. Attractive. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Loves to party but at times to the extreme. Loves the smell and feel of money and is good at making it but just as good at spending it! Very protective over loved ones. HARD workers. Can be a good friend but if is disrespected by a friend, the friendship will end. Romantic. Caring.&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;SAGITTARIUS - The Promiscuous One &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (November 22 to December 21) &lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spontaneous. High appeal. Rare to find. Great when found. Loves being in long relationships. So much love to give. A loner most of the time. Loses patience easily and will not take crap. If in a bad mood stay FAR away. Gets offended easily and remembers the offence forever. Loves deeply but at times will not show it, feels it is a sign of weakness. Has many fears but will not show it. VERY private person. Defends loved ones with all their abilities. Can be childish often. Not one to mess with. Very pretty. Very romantic. Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love is one of a kind. Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever meet! Amazing in bed!!! Not the kind of person you want to mess with- you might end up crying. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;CAPRICORN - The Passionate Lover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (December 22 to January 19)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love to bust. Nice. Sassy. Intelligent. Sexy. Grouchy at times and annoying to some.&amp;nbsp; Lazy and love to take it easy, but when they find a job or something they like to do they put their all into it. Proud, understanding and sweet. Irresistible. Loves being in long relationships. Great talker. Always gets what he or she wants. Cool. Loves to win against other signs in sports, especially Gemini's. Likes to cook but would rather go out to eat at good restaurants. Extremely fun. Loves to joke. Smart. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AQUARIUS - Does It in the Water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (January 20 to February 18) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trustworthy. Attractive. Great kisser. One of a kind. Loves being in long-term relationships. Tries hard. Will take on any project. Proud of themselves in whatever they do. Messy and unorganized. Procrastinators. Great lovers, when they're not sleeping. Extreme thinkers. Loves their pets usually more than their family. Can be VERY irritating to others when they try to explain or tell a story. Unpredictable. Will exceed your expectations. Not a fighter, but will knock your lights out. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PISCES - The Partner for Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (February 19 to March 20)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caring and kind. Smart. Likes to be the centre of attention. Very organized. High appeal to opposite sex. Likes to have the last word. Good to find, but hard to keep. Passionate, wonderful lovers.. Fun to be around. Too trusting at times and gets hurt easily.. VERY caring. They always try to do the right thing and sometimes get the short end of the stick. They sometimes get used by others and get hurt because of their trusting. Extremely weird but in a good way. Good sense of humour!!! Thoughtful. Loves to joke.. Very popular. Silly, fun and sweet. Good friend to others but needs to be choosy on who they allow their friends to be.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p&gt;P/s:&amp;nbsp; Love my sign! but it’s scary that Virgos do not forgive let alone forget. I want to forgive &amp;amp; trying my best to forget. Bon chance N3! Must lead a positive life.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-981321861776190897?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/981321861776190897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=981321861776190897&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/981321861776190897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/981321861776190897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/09/accurate-enough.html' title='Accurate enough?'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-3730394068268703404</id><published>2011-09-27T12:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T12:33:05.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soul Reliever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Will i succeed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Mallory Maloney's Handwriting"&gt;My attempt of trying to revamp this sappy blog of mine is still unsuccessful. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Mallory Maloney's Handwriting"&gt;I tried to include the favicon but to no avail, it failed despite various attempts.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Mallory Maloney's Handwriting"&gt;I tried referring to Etong’s blog, blogspot help and etc but still disappointing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Mallory Maloney's Handwriting"&gt;Anyone out there help please?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-3730394068268703404?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/3730394068268703404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=3730394068268703404&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3730394068268703404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3730394068268703404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/09/will-i-succeed.html' title='Will i succeed?'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-628830648441464648</id><published>2011-09-26T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T22:04:13.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><title type='text'>Unoriginal Attempt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="You are what you eat"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffc000" size="3"&gt;#awkward&lt;/font&gt; when the person declares that he/she hates copycat and right before your eyes, he/she imitates you like nobody business.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="You are what you eat"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="You are what you eat"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I would take that as maybe the person was inspired by me and it was a good thing for the person tried to practice English though I wish I could help correct the person’s grammatical errors. I sense unwritten rivalry but why? I don’t disturb you. Shoo shoo!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-628830648441464648?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/628830648441464648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=628830648441464648&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/628830648441464648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/628830648441464648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/09/unoriginal-attempt.html' title='Unoriginal Attempt'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-2352463310770665091</id><published>2011-09-26T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T18:18:22.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Of Paws and Fur'/><title type='text'>New member</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today is the day that the cat,which was initially called “Cobain”, will have me as the new owner. Mummy disliked his previous name because she said, &lt;font style="background-color: #cccccc"&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Nanti kurus cam cicak kobeng&lt;/em&gt;”.&lt;/font&gt; Therefore, she opted for Boboboy ( sounds familiar right?haha if you watch TV3, you’ll surely know)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:864be5a9-7338-44d2-a9c4-f77f8db597dd" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-70beharqT9c/ToBOzwFiLpI/AAAAAAAAAvI/S3s3vc5CPHM/xierradi1930-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-EXc_w5I-Vi0/ToBO_Cfn6JI/AAAAAAAAAvM/m-9WrWfv0Ec/xierradi1930%25255B5%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="420" height="346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Boboboy (BBB)is actually the only offspring that resembled my late Shadow in terms of the colour of fur (when I gave away Chiko, she was pregnant with Shadow &amp;amp; Roxy’s babies) and is available to be adopted. I guess that I still can’t get over Shadow and even having something of his would be sufficient to ease my heart ache.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Unfortunately, BBB is not really in a good shape. He is having a terrible running nose. I pitied him because when he slept in his cage, I could hear his difficult breathing which was audible throughout the entire living room. I pitied him even more when I sent him to the vet because he got like 5 shots of drugs and he cried painfully when the doctor inserted water into his body. He is so fragile and still young to be suffering like that. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I really hope BBB will have a fast recovery. In fact, tonight I get to play doctor because I was asked to give two &lt;strike&gt;“simple” &lt;/strike&gt;shots with my own bare hands. (God, please help me! I know I used to dream of being a vet but it was then! What a challenge.) However, I will gather my guts for him. Seeing BBB sleeping without the terrible sound is such a relief. Can’t wait to see him get active. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-2352463310770665091?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/2352463310770665091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=2352463310770665091&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/2352463310770665091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/2352463310770665091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-member.html' title='New member'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-EXc_w5I-Vi0/ToBO_Cfn6JI/AAAAAAAAAvM/m-9WrWfv0Ec/s72-c/xierradi1930%25255B5%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-4993442772408426384</id><published>2011-09-24T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T20:29:18.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Matters'/><title type='text'>Excited much</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I miss you so much&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I will just have to bear another month in order to see you again&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Can’t wait to bring you to the small stall near my house and enjoy the cheap but delicious &lt;em&gt;cendol pulut&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;ABC&lt;/em&gt;. Let’s just hope it won’t rain by that time..heee&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-4993442772408426384?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/4993442772408426384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=4993442772408426384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/4993442772408426384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/4993442772408426384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/09/excited-much.html' title='Excited much'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8952247899297798466</id><published>2011-09-17T09:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T09:55:38.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Of Stars and Love Chart</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you in love and possibly in search for love?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have a chart which is based on the zodiacs. It provide a brief interpretation of whether you and your partner are &lt;font color="#4bacc6" size="3"&gt;Cool&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt; Amazing&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Lame &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;or &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Troublesome. &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Before I forgot, I got it from &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/ZodiacFacts" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font color="#804000"&gt;&lt;u&gt;#ZodiacFacts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;There are more facts about your star sign there if you are interested &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-openmouthedsmile" alt="Open-mouthed smile" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-xqjhwVIHSfg/TnP-BoJBfKI/AAAAAAAAApk/A4CVCK3hVw8/wlEmoticon-openmouthedsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;So, here goes :&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-VZF7-UOoeUg/TnP-E7fqbdI/AAAAAAAAApo/MDBnna9Nfx8/s1600-h/zodiacfact%25255B6%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="zodiacfact" border="0" alt="zodiacfact" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-BknQvDDOM5s/TnP-F7hHDfI/AAAAAAAAAps/l9C8p6H8jgQ/zodiacfact_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="354" height="177"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(please click to enlarge)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My love chart is simply stated as &lt;em&gt;a slow start&lt;/em&gt;. I guess it’s kind of true. I did take some time to get to know Mr. Munchkin but now, we are moving on a faster pace &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-eS09GDfOsDw/TnP-GaMtR_I/AAAAAAAAApw/UZi0OtK2Eto/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;. ( soundtrack: Running by No Doubt) &amp;lt;------ inspired by Ahmad Taufik&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8952247899297798466?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8952247899297798466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8952247899297798466&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8952247899297798466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8952247899297798466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/09/of-stars-and-love-chart.html' title='Of Stars and Love Chart'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-xqjhwVIHSfg/TnP-BoJBfKI/AAAAAAAAApk/A4CVCK3hVw8/s72-c/wlEmoticon-openmouthedsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-654411813560109327</id><published>2011-09-13T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:16:25.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Nope, not mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sad…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Was offered a teaching job with lucrative income&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, I have to decline&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Because We made a deal of our own earlier&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess it’s a test from Him to see which path would I choose, to see which is my life’s priority&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I never had a perfect family and I am aiming to secure that first&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, I chose love instead of money…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I hope He will bless my decision and bestow me more rezki in the future….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Current mode: Complacent&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-654411813560109327?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/654411813560109327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=654411813560109327&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/654411813560109327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/654411813560109327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/09/nope-not-mine.html' title='Nope, not mine'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-5154144383293313494</id><published>2011-08-28T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T01:52:31.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Masa Untuk Ketupat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tatkala menjelangnya Hari Lebaran, tidak lengkap rasanya tanpa persediaan juadah tradisi yang menjadi kemestian saban tahun. Well, I’m talking about my mum’s specialty—&amp;gt; Ketupat Palas…wrapped glutinous rice which is cooked with coconut milk. Lain negeri, lain ketupat. Ada buat ketupat dengan daun kelapa@ nyiur dan kalau kawasan utara ni biasanya pakai daun palas dan guna beras pulut. So, demi masa hadapan, ibu telah melatih diriku agar membuat ‘latih tubi’ dengan bersungguh-sungguh…&lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout" alt="Smile with tongue out" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-eF7P8SO9xto/Tlp_98pCxCI/AAAAAAAAAo8/UnK5OjWZcZY/wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt; Tapi diri ku yang memang slow, separuh mati juga la buat benda alah tu. Finally, siap juga after 3 hours (kalau lone ranger ni, mau sehari suntuk ape…*_*) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Masa nak proses membalut ketupat tu, ibu terchenta dah beri peringatan, “&lt;em&gt;Akak jangan buat ketupat betina tau, make sure jadi ketupat jantan.” &lt;/em&gt;Okay, if 10 years ago, I would say, “&lt;em&gt;What?!!! Which is which?” &lt;/em&gt;Tapi kini tidak lagi….saya tau sudah ni &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-openmouthedsmile" alt="Open-mouthed smile" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-r1HcWPUduT4/Tlp__uFIRrI/AAAAAAAAApA/3Dh4iYiBFCM/wlEmoticon-openmouthedsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;: These are the attached pictures to show you the difference between the “Ketupat Jantan and Betina” (pelik namanya kan?&lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-confusedsmile" alt="Confused smile" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-jnjKillYTBM/TlqABCGSb8I/AAAAAAAAApE/fy-k6LSz39I/wlEmoticon-confusedsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt; but ni demo je, belum berisi pulut lagi..heee)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-QA5yeoB_FSU/TlqAJob6lBI/AAAAAAAAApI/u0oqA6ZR404/s1600-h/xierradi1770%25255B6%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="xierradi1770" border="0" alt="xierradi1770" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8cBusuBHcEo/TlqANNjC1rI/AAAAAAAAApM/hvQKuE-G_6E/xierradi1770_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="277" height="331"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ni ketupat betina&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-gLgzCU3KaiM/TlqAUuIe8uI/AAAAAAAAApQ/dV03vl7AtMY/s1600-h/xierradi1779%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="xierradi1779" border="0" alt="xierradi1779" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-NdME6wLXyjc/TlqAW7JWFXI/AAAAAAAAApU/k5q1xk9Li8s/xierradi1779_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="277" height="331"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ni ketupat jantan&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;So, apakah perbezaan kedua-dua ketupat ni? Basically, if tersalah teknik membalut tu pulut, selalunya jadilah ketupat betina (the one yang ada bucu ketiga di bawah tu) tapi if you do it correctly, you will have the expected ketupat jantan. Lepas dah balut sampai jadi ketupat jantan tu, tangkai daun tu disimpulkan untuk mengelakkan air masuk.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;It’s very important to get the wrapping right tau…sebab ketupat betina memang akan masuk air apabila kita masak dia and jadi lembik plus tak sedap!&amp;nbsp; Then, ditanaklah ketupat2 tersebut sampai masak...&lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ixwlPCXGuKw/TlqAXh6m2hI/AAAAAAAAApY/HKV-fA3wx94/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;p/s: Sorry for not being able to include pictures lagi sebab tangan occupied. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-5154144383293313494?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/5154144383293313494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=5154144383293313494&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5154144383293313494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5154144383293313494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/08/masa-untuk-ketupat.html' title='Masa Untuk Ketupat!'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-eF7P8SO9xto/Tlp_98pCxCI/AAAAAAAAAo8/UnK5OjWZcZY/s72-c/wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-5063789000056272751</id><published>2011-08-22T16:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T16:37:01.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Angry Birdie at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well Mum was asking about the Angry Birds game and I told her that it is a game which is famous especially to those having touch screen devices. As she wanted to have it on her PC, I tried to search for the link which works and managed to find it at this &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://amateur-person.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. So, worry no more, if you don’t have any of those fancy android or apple phones, you can play the game on your own PC/laptop. Just click on this &lt;font color="#f79646" size="5"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotfile.com/dl/121399419/0009b85/AngryBirds-amateur.zip.html" target="_blank"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; and hope you will enjoy it &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-gbsB25NKC4E/TlIVK9CEc4I/AAAAAAAAAo4/SmSok9y3VqA/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt; Yes, my mum is looking forward to play the game too but she said “&lt;em&gt;wait after I’m done with all the cookies baking&lt;/em&gt;”—&amp;gt; LOL&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RFlexq0ESPA/TS_FqhKWbWI/AAAAAAAAAY4/gwndZ7uwb0M/s1600/Angry_Bird_for_PC.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;photo is taken from google.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-5063789000056272751?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/5063789000056272751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=5063789000056272751&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5063789000056272751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5063789000056272751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/08/angry-birdie-at-home.html' title='Angry Birdie at home'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-gbsB25NKC4E/TlIVK9CEc4I/AAAAAAAAAo4/SmSok9y3VqA/s72-c/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-2119937644478558388</id><published>2011-08-21T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T23:54:11.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Terubat Rindu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve been eyeing the durian stalls at some spots at KK such as under the bridge at Segama and along the Tuaran bypass. Unfortunately, the price of the durians is too expensive and you can’t be sure of the quality…&lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-disappointedsmile" alt="Disappointed smile" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-k4EnaaVPtd0/TlEpXrwTtkI/AAAAAAAAAoo/giUeXhr7AiE/wlEmoticon-disappointedsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But today, rezeki datang bergolek….It was such a pleasure being treated to a delicious breaking-fast dinner at Rasa Nyonya Restaurant, Kota Kinabalu. Food were superb but service 1/5…huhu sayang kan? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then, we had our dessert at Vedableu, Citymall. Reminded me of the first time I went there &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-secrettellingsmile" alt="Secret telling smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-qRjU0SnTYQ8/TlEpYZjdFVI/AAAAAAAAAos/iyejSANBSKo/wlEmoticon-secrettellingsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt; And my craving for durian was finally fulfilled as they do offer fresh ice-cream with the exotic fruit at a limited time…sukenye aku! Had two scoops of mixed flavours ( ferrero rocher and durian) .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was totally bloated once I finished everything, my diet went down the drain but people said, “&lt;font color="#c0504d"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rezki jangan ditolak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;” makanya I would strive to continue eating well again tomorrow..hehe &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-SfkykGK9pBs/TlEpbG8AYqI/AAAAAAAAAow/x0EZ0NWvhTo/s1600-h/xierradi1733%25255B15%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="xierradi1733" border="0" alt="xierradi1733" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Qxz_JL79eUM/TlEpcJ4U6jI/AAAAAAAAAo0/bHAvQt5vcng/xierradi1733_thumb%25255B13%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" height="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-2119937644478558388?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/2119937644478558388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=2119937644478558388&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/2119937644478558388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/2119937644478558388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/08/terubat-rindu.html' title='Terubat Rindu!'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-k4EnaaVPtd0/TlEpXrwTtkI/AAAAAAAAAoo/giUeXhr7AiE/s72-c/wlEmoticon-disappointedsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-3480939642744083848</id><published>2011-08-18T08:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T09:16:12.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Of Stars and Signs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This morning I saw an interesting post by a friend of mine &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000131861625" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yuki Miharu&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and I just want to share it with you. Be warned that it should not be trusted 100% but as I like this kind of stuff, just have some fun with it,okay? (^_^)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#4bacc6" size="4" face="Nickelodeon"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER believe in 3 people : Sagittarius, Aries, Pisces. They are the most selfish and mean.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font color="#4bacc6" size="4" face="Nickelodeon"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;NEVER lose 3 people : Taurus, Cancer, Capricorn. They are the most sincere and true lovers.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#c0504d"&gt;NEVER leave 3 people : Virgo, Libra, Scorpio. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#4bacc6" size="4" face="Nickelodeon"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#c0504d"&gt;They can keep secrets, friendship , and they can see your tears.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#4bacc6" size="4" face="Nickelodeon"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;NEVER reject 3 people : Leo, Gemini, Aquarius .They are true, honest friends. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3" size="4" face="Nickelodeon"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="4" face="Nickelodeon"&gt;I’m a Virgo…what’s your sign?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;p/s: I was a bit confused with the usage of ’&lt;em&gt;lose&lt;/em&gt;’ and ‘&lt;em&gt;leave&lt;/em&gt;’, aren’t they just the same? O_o&amp;nbsp; In fact, the word ‘&lt;em&gt;believe&lt;/em&gt;’ is a bit strong there and doesn’t everyone has their own portion of selfish-ness &amp;amp; mean-ness? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-3480939642744083848?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/3480939642744083848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=3480939642744083848&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3480939642744083848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3480939642744083848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/08/of-stars-and-signs.html' title='Of Stars and Signs'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8635117998899309673</id><published>2011-08-10T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T21:16:35.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience TESL'/><title type='text'>So You Think You Can Teach ESL? *_*</title><content type='html'>A senior of mine had recently shared a link of &lt;a href="http://www.teslmalaysia.com/so-you-think-you-can-teach-esl"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TESL Malaysia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with an interesting article entitled "&lt;a href="http://www.teslmalaysia.com/so-you-think-you-can-teach-esl"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;So You Think You Can Teach ESL?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the parts that captured my interest was the second point of the article---&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0px 6px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #5e5e5e; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 20px !important; line-height: 22px; list-style-image: none; list-style-position: outside; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: inherit;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;TESL programme is not merely a platform for learning English&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: inherit;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #01010a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Seriously, I could relate this to my own experience whereby I found myself struggling in the beginning to cope with the pressure to improve my language proficiency. Honestly, the basic that I had before entering the TESL course was just fairly sufficient to enable me to 'survive'. Fortunately, I was blessed to have experienced lecturers and helpful friends who were willing to share their knowledge with me. I'm so glad that I did not end up doing unethical acts such as "copying,&amp;nbsp;plagiarizing and cheating" just to compensate my shortcomings in the language.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #01010a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #01010a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;and of course,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #5e5e5e; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #5e5e5e; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;TESL is not about measuring your proficiency in English" &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only I could say this to some of my friends. Just because I'm learning TESL, it doesn't mean that I'm a walking dictionary...haha &amp;nbsp;In the course, I learn and try to understand the basics of the language as well as the skills to teach the language to the students. I definitely agree that "&lt;i&gt;one has to have a huge passion to teach and the passion to make sure the students learn the language&lt;/i&gt;". I have the second part covered but I need more motivation in order to realize the first part.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in answering the question of the article.....yes, InsyaAllah I can teach them accordingly....with all I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8635117998899309673?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8635117998899309673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8635117998899309673&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8635117998899309673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8635117998899309673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-you-think-you-can-teach-esl.html' title='So You Think You Can Teach ESL? *_*'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-4463376419178507291</id><published>2011-08-09T13:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T13:33:20.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><title type='text'>No more hassles for the occupied teachers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lucky me! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I found such an interesting website that can provide most of the information and tips that I might need for my future English lessons. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;During my practical session last year, I found myself feeling extremelly despair and demented because I couldn’t find my way on how to teach the kids. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I tried searching on the net, buying and borrowing English books to help me prepare the lessons but I tell you, they were so boring because I was not able to be creative enough to bring the kids to enjoy the lessons better. I tried to discuss with friends but I failed to deliver the ideas into my lessons. Thank God for coloured papers and printer (at least, I could print poster-sized diagrams as stimulus).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then again, I might have been thinking too much because I was more concerned of trying to get the kids to open up to the language (their teacher had made them become so afraid of the language *_*) but because of the limitations and expectations set by my mentor to focus on excelling the upcoming exam, I was unable to give my best to my students. (pity them…T_T) I was fortunate because my easy-going approach was able to make the students connected better to the language and myself. But seriously, I dreaded myself for not being able to give them fun &amp;amp; exciting lessons all the way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After nearly a year, I stumbled upon this English language resource site and I was a bit disappointed for not being able to discover it during the time that I really needed such a site. Then again, at least I have the opportunity to explore it before I officially being posted to a school that would accept me as their ESL teacher.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So English teachers out there, if you’re so occupied with your tasks and need an extra hand on preparing your lessons, do visit this website :&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://busyteacher.org"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffc000" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://busyteacher.org&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;p/s: like any other resource sites, you can also contribute your own materials and share the love with everyone…&lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-justkidding" alt="Just kidding" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-vcuDSFXnTQs/TkDCeyXKBhI/AAAAAAAAAns/f_qbN4cT1cU/wlEmoticon-justkidding%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-4463376419178507291?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/4463376419178507291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=4463376419178507291&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/4463376419178507291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/4463376419178507291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-more-hassles-for-occupied-teachers.html' title='No more hassles for the occupied teachers'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-vcuDSFXnTQs/TkDCeyXKBhI/AAAAAAAAAns/f_qbN4cT1cU/s72-c/wlEmoticon-justkidding%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-260305132802451849</id><published>2011-08-08T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T21:27:00.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Convocation date ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah~ It’s finally out! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;UiTM has finally revealed the special date that I’ve been anxiously waiting for the past few months----&amp;gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#8064a2"&gt;Convocation date : 31st October 2011&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The rehearsal of our group ED220 would be on the 26th October ( hmmm…. someone should be prepared to be splashed with &lt;strike&gt;water &amp;amp; egg&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-devil" alt="Devil" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-n4huYN3LFEc/Tj_kG1RINiI/AAAAAAAAAng/sn36TZkLOPw/wlEmoticon-devil%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt; but then again, I hope I can prepare something nice for his special day &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-redheart" alt="Red heart" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-a1LBrdpbrOs/Tj_kHwaRkYI/AAAAAAAAAnk/14_RkZhreaQ/wlEmoticon-redheart%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Getting back to the convo thingy, after knowing the news, I feel so glad and a part of me is relieved as if half of the burden is lifted off me..cewah!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Indeed, it is definitely worth the small sacrifice of trying my best NOT to be the FB’s slave who waits 24-7 for good news posted by any of the efficient updater…well actually that’s another &lt;strike&gt;excuse&lt;/strike&gt; of mine trying to save the remaining internet usage quota which had hit 75% of the limit recently…hohoho&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I feel so blessed especially in this Ramadhan month because I could see how amazing God’s plan for us all. Everything has started to fall into its place. You just have to be extra patient to see the miracles.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now, let’s see when the posting date would be disclosed because I’m sure not interested to waste the 6 years of specialized learning &amp;amp; training in TESL that I had before by doing insignificant things for another few months. (later rusty all the knowledge and skills that I have &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-disappointedsmile" alt="Disappointed smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-YXRcRwc_Uyc/Tj_kIocu6RI/AAAAAAAAAno/n8MQ8aVrMtI/wlEmoticon-disappointedsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-260305132802451849?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/260305132802451849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=260305132802451849&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/260305132802451849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/260305132802451849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/08/convocation-date.html' title='Convocation date ~'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-n4huYN3LFEc/Tj_kG1RINiI/AAAAAAAAAng/sn36TZkLOPw/s72-c/wlEmoticon-devil%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8680563367064152398</id><published>2011-08-05T14:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T14:32:29.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Who do you think you are?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;“ &lt;em&gt;Who do you think you are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Running ‘round leaving scars.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Collecting your jar of hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and tearing love apart.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Unfortunately, my post today is not related at all to Ms Christina Perri’s song…&lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-nyahnyah" alt="Nyah-Nyah" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-GO9DS1hyEho/TjuMD-VWXGI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Pfuli0oIxOk/wlEmoticon-nyahnyah%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Actually, when I was trying to confirm my guts that I knew the TV3 reporter named Nor Intan Ezreena last night (who was actually a TESL senior at UiTM and found her blog which later proved my instinct was right), I started to blogwalking to one of her friends’ blogs. In one of the person’s posts, I found something that interest me…a &lt;a href="http://www.thebigview.com/pastlife/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;site&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that predicts your past life..( haha yes, I do dig this kind of stuff!). Basically, this was what said about me….&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 351px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:7dfa2a17-4079-43d2-9761-a6020625416c" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-OSQDKxxyK4I/TjuMF8NVBJI/AAAAAAAAAnU/pWZta_wB4S8/my%252520past-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-JJBIo5bDGiw/TjuMGwxeW0I/AAAAAAAAAnY/7CI-tgjkZR8/my%252520past.png?imgmax=800" width="335" height="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Can you believe that? I was a male! haha so funny and a shoemaker somemore…adoi! Well, this is of course meant for fun…But there’s no harm to just try and have a look what it says about your past life…&lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-justkidding" alt="Just kidding" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-6A4PcwayeZc/TjuMHjJsfbI/AAAAAAAAAnc/aQPiGrdmoDg/wlEmoticon-justkidding%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt; Good Luck!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8680563367064152398?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8680563367064152398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8680563367064152398&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8680563367064152398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8680563367064152398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/08/who-do-you-think-you-are.html' title='Who do you think you are?'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-GO9DS1hyEho/TjuMD-VWXGI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Pfuli0oIxOk/s72-c/wlEmoticon-nyahnyah%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-1222702095671654226</id><published>2011-07-27T12:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T15:29:49.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Cleaning out my closet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Somehow I managed to find the urge to clean up my full-with-unnecessary-stuffs cupboard. I still remember in one of Oprah’s shows that you have to get rid of things that you rarely use for more than 6 months…and my things were like just stuffs with lots of memories. The house is &lt;em&gt;très &lt;/em&gt;small so, keeping those sorts of &lt;strike&gt;garbage &lt;/strike&gt;stuffs would not make things any easier. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The momentum of my clearing process was inconsistent because I tended to just flip through the cards, letters and diaries to see what the old me had written or received from other people. It was amusing to me that there were a lot of amazing things that I went through but somehow they did not stick in my mind. Well, life was kind of occupied as my goal before was quite focused on trying to fulfil my mum’s desire and expectations.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Coming back to the clearing process, I had a final good laugh, embarrassment and tears seeing the old things that I had but as it was time to let go, I only kept some &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: right; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:65be0e1a-6915-4d36-bc3e-216ebfd506dd" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-jRWNDORzZMo/Ti-ZCgYuZTI/AAAAAAAAAmg/l8dhzdYp5G4/xierradi1523-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-a4xwUcaa5VI/Ti-ZFOibfFI/AAAAAAAAAmk/LfxIcg2aKLQ/xierradi1523%25255B4%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="332" height="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;of them with me. (still want to keep…I know2x..I just couldn’t help myself &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout" alt="Smile with tongue out" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-p72ZXJ8yK1Q/Ti-ZFzemQ4I/AAAAAAAAAmo/cVQhRR5gExs/wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;) Anyhow, my glorious stuffs did have one of the things that caught my interests ---&amp;gt; &lt;u&gt;the introduction part of my year-2000 diary&lt;/u&gt;. I was a big fan of Spice Girls and Backstreet Boys and still am but it was funny that I did submit to one of the fanatic fans’ features, eg: having the stickers all over the place, not limited to the sticker album that I had. Regarding my old ambition, I was shocked that I wrote that I wanted to be an engineer because I now realised I’ve no interest in that field at all. But I am so glad that the part that I wanted to enrol in a university had been fulfilled. Yey for me! I hope that I can fulfil the second part of the goal too. &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-2-NtVSu1KzU/Ti-ZGtGUCiI/AAAAAAAAAms/Rm2JiEmd0jw/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Despite of my lack of interest to have any ambition or clear goals these days, I find that it is indeed worthy for us to have written about them in any part of our life because when we managed to look back at what we had have in mind before, it can be a good weightage of seeing how much we have changed. Seeing my old stuffs were undeniably exhilarating and liberating. This reminds me of an essay that I wrote in 2005 , if I was not mistaken was entitled “What will I be in the next 10 years”. The essay was/is with our ex-tutor, not sure if he still keep it. I could not remember what I had written but I’m sure am curious about it…&lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-disappointedsmile" alt="Disappointed smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-4m8xcjrm8dQ/Ti-ZHDEu7yI/AAAAAAAAAmw/3uyHlUvy0qY/wlEmoticon-disappointedsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-1222702095671654226?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/1222702095671654226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=1222702095671654226&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1222702095671654226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1222702095671654226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/07/cleaning-out-my-closet.html' title='Cleaning out my closet'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-a4xwUcaa5VI/Ti-ZFOibfFI/AAAAAAAAAmk/LfxIcg2aKLQ/s72-c/xierradi1523%25255B4%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-1353166118077344346</id><published>2011-07-21T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T23:49:41.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Day out with Mummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Went to 1 Borneo today with mummy…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We went out late (had to watch our fav series) and hoped that dad would not call while we were having our gala time (he doesn’t like us going out after 6p.m). &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mummy said we should appreciate the outing before daddy comes back to KK because we would rarely be able to enjoy our time if he’s around soon. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, we bought some stuffs and windowed-shopping for good. Savouring the pleasure of seeing the things displayed in every section without any pressure. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I love to hangout with mum…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My favourite part is when she recommends cool outfits for both of us and we would share the same fitting room and laughing together in it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Having to try and exchange the clothes together is definitely exciting and this helps to strengthen our relationship.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m just glad that mum is super cool with me these days.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, daddy’s return is a bit depressing to me. Not that I don’t like having him around but I just like to be able to dress freely at home and lepak sukahati without any restriction.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, good luck N3. You have another week to enjoy life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-1353166118077344346?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/1353166118077344346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=1353166118077344346&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1353166118077344346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1353166118077344346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-out-with-mummy.html' title='Day out with Mummy'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-6913317388070733225</id><published>2011-07-14T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T20:32:31.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>So Unexpected!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As you all know, I have been trying to constantly drink at least 2 litres of water in a day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It went well for the past 9 days and in fact, yesterday I made it by drinking an extra 1 litre…haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, this morning I was awaken by something hurtful….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I got this stupid &lt;font size="4"&gt;ULCER&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wonder what went wrong…? When I rarely drink enough water as suggested, I never had ulcer’s attack. And the worst thing about it is that the thing is &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:cd87859e-64a0-4d7b-9171-75630941f636" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-3Q5zcEFHyA8/Th7f0E6LhnI/AAAAAAAAAk4/9Ncsm9hMk-E/ulcer-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-CXeOgR00Pis/Th7f6BtKBKI/AAAAAAAAAk8/oya7fBlSNfI/ulcer%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="335" height="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;the place of the ulcer is too ‘strategic’…di antara rahang and at the deepest corner la pun?!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;p/s: pls ignore the hideous drawing…&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Currently, I tried drinking chrysanthemum tea, 3 Litres of plain water, putting some salt on the infected spot and tonight, I might want to try taking the panadol. So, wish me luck of fighting this misery… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-6913317388070733225?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/6913317388070733225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=6913317388070733225&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6913317388070733225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6913317388070733225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-unexpected.html' title='So Unexpected!'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-CXeOgR00Pis/Th7f6BtKBKI/AAAAAAAAAk8/oya7fBlSNfI/s72-c/ulcer%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-1393405296879211527</id><published>2011-07-13T17:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T17:30:38.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>I made it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m not a big fan of water @ H20. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I rarely take other kind of beverages too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Usually I could only drink around a quarter of the 1.5litre mineral water bottle&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It got worse if I was at home, I could simply forgot the need to drink&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But, for the past 8 days, I have been forcing myself to drink at least 1 litre of water a day, which was successful.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today, a bigger success for me because I have drunk more than 2 litres and it’s only 5pm. More water to be consumed. I hope to reach the 3 litres of water/day-goal.&amp;nbsp; &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout" alt="Smile with tongue out" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-dOO6VzoiDHg/Th1lvGeVywI/AAAAAAAAAk0/r44KFyE9FGc/wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt; Wish me luck guys!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-1393405296879211527?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/1393405296879211527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=1393405296879211527&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1393405296879211527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1393405296879211527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-made-it.html' title='I made it!'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-dOO6VzoiDHg/Th1lvGeVywI/AAAAAAAAAk0/r44KFyE9FGc/s72-c/wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-6518870927277276538</id><published>2011-07-13T17:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T17:11:36.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Interesting Post-Mortem Facts of Bersih 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I stumbled upon this note, I think there are some things worth to be given some thoughts.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;BERSIH 2.0 Pandangan dari Jiwa Marhaen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Biarkan aku ceritakan pendapat tentang 'bersih' dari sudut pandang jujur seorang rakyat marhaen. Anda tidak akan dapat sumber bacaan secara academia, politik dan journalist dalam entry ini.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Hanyalah pandangan seorang rakyat tentang event Bersih 2.0 yang telah berlangsung pagi tadi dan pandangan ini tidak akan memberikan kelainan kepada perasaan korang terhadap apa yang korang kagum samada kepada Ds Najib, Anwar Ibrahim, TGNA, dan Lim kit siang.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Disclaimer : ini adalah pendapat khusus yang menjurus kepada event Bersih 2.0, jika anda tidak paham dan anda mengamuk di ruangan komen, samada anda skinread entry ini atau anda dipengaruhi oleh sentimen.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Alah kecoh la polis ni, biarlah orang nak berarak secara aman, kalau polis tak kacau, tak block sana tak block sini, takdenye jadi kacau bilau kat KL tu"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;A) untuk pengetahuan adik-adik yang baru nak berekspresi dengan sifat rebellious, Peristiwa berdarah 13 mei 1969 pada mulanya pun bukanlah satu rusuhan, sebaliknya ia adalah perarakan kemenangan oleh kaum cina yang merayakan kemenangan DAP di Penang dan KL. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Perarakan kemenangan ini pada mulanya bermula dengan aman tanpa sikit pun campurtangan dari pihak polis, tentera mahupun RELA, tetapi ia mula menjadi rusuhan kaum apabila peserta perarakan mula dihantui emosi dan hasutan.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Orang cina mula melambai-lambaikan penyapu melambangkan mahu menyapu kaum Melayu keluar dari KL dan Penang, dan mereka mula memaki hamun Melayu dengan perkataan 'babi' dan 'anjing'... bila masing-masing dah mula sentap maka masing-masing akan mula mencetuskan provokasi.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Hasil dari provokasi maka berlakulah keganasan dan rusuhan yang akhirnya membuatkan negara tidak aman dan diisytiharkan darurat.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;B) &lt;strong&gt;BERSIH 1.0 tidak berjalan dengan aman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;C) Dah bagi peluang serah memorandum depan DYMM SRPD Agong, tak serah pulak, suruh buat kat stadium Shah Alam taknak pulak, Hari tu aku rilek je tengok Pakatan Rakyat buat rapat umum dekat Stadium tu, siap solat hajat lagi kat stadium melawati ramai-ramai, berpuluh ribu datang, takda pulak polis kacau, boleh pulak buat dalam stadium aman damai, takda pulak jadi ntah apa2 atas Jalan raya.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Sekali Ambiga keluar arahan, terus jadi bengap ikut membabi buta demo atas jalan? ini nak serah memorandum ke nak provok memetik-metik biar jadi rusuhan? &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;"alaaa terus terang je kan senang, malu malu pulak, terus terang je, dah memang nampak dah apa kehendak Ambiga and the gang tu."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;" aku kelakar tengok orang ramai yang merungut pasal BERSIH ni, tak boleh buat aktiviti harianlah, jem lah apa lah, kalau malam newyear, sambutan merdeka boleh pulak jalan kaki 2, 3 jam tak rasa penat"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;A) kalau anda cakap macam ni, samada anda ni bodoh atau anda ni memang dilahirkan takda bakat jadi ahli politik.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Manusia jika buat apa yang dia suka, dia tidak akan merasa ia membebankan dan menyusahkan, sebaliknya akan rasa seronok, tiadanya rasa panik dan kegusaran akan berlakunya letupan molotov cocktail dan adengan polis-pukul-kepala-orang-dan orang-sepak-kepala-polis.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;B) Kalau korang gunakan analogi bodoh mcm ni, menunjukkan korang tak sensitif, apa kata bila setiap kali korang buat kenduri kahwin depan rumah yg halang jalan raya tu, aku datang dengan 3000 orang depan khemah kenduri tu aku buat demonstrasi? amacam? korang bengang tak bila perancangan dan event kedamaian tu diganggu oleh demonstrasi jalanan?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Kalau korang berlatih silat atau taekwando..Tokguru korang lempang muka, sepak perut korang, dah tentulah korang tak sakit hati sebab itu kehendak hati dan korang nak enjoy the situation, tapi cuba korang tengah duduk senang lenang tengok Maharajalawak, aku datang lempang muka korang laju-laju..agak-agak korang sakit hati tak? apa bendalah cakap tak pakai otak.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;" Demonstrasi jalanan ni nak tunjuk suara rakyat terhadap kerajaan"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;A) Demonstrasi jalanan tu berapa ratus ribu orang yang datang? paling hebat pun depan jalan pudu yang blogger2 excited duk cakap 50ribu orang, aku tengok tak sampai pun 20 ribu. adakah so called 50 ribu orang ini mewakili 27juta suara majoriti rakyat Malaysia?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;B) Baik takyah pilihanraya, asal tak puas hati je perang, tak puas hati je gerila, tak puas hati je demo tiap-tiap minggu kat KL.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;4) Kepura-puraan terhadap Datuk Ambiga dan sekutunya.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Alkisahnya, pada suatu masa yang tak berapa nak dulu, ada seorang perempuan islam yang mahu murtad. Nama perempuan itu adalah Lina Joy, maka apabila kedengaran akan hal ni, bergempitalah seluruh bumi Malaysia dengan suara Ahli PAS, UMNO, NGO Islam dan Jemaah islam yang lain.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Pada masa itu, ada seorang Peguam yang secara aggressive membela Lina Joy untuk murtad dan menghapuskan perkataan Islam pada Mykadnya, dek kerana perkara itu terdapatnya suara-suara mujahidin dalam ahli Pas, Umno dan jemaah islam yang lain yang melaungkan JIHAD terhadap Lina Joy dan aktivis lawyer itu...&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Anda kenal siapa lawyer yang lantang itu? tak lain tak bukan adalah Ambiga Sreenevasan. Ketua gabungan pilihanraya Adil dan Bersih (BERSIH)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Dan pada hari ni, dalam televisyen kelihatan lah Abdul Hadi Awang, Anwar Ibrahim, a.Samad said dan beribu-ribu pemuda Pas dan PKR yang berjalan di belakang Bontot Ambiga memperjuangkan gerakan yang digerak dan diketuai oleh Ambiga ini.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;"tapi Zulfikar, kau tak boleh cakap macam tu, kita sokong perjuangan bersih, tapi kita tak sokong Ambiga. sesetengah kualiti yang ada pada pemimpin tu kita boleh ikut. lagipun aku tak berketuakan Ambiga, aku follow TGHA dan Anwar!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Jika begitu anda telah bias, anda telah hidup dalam kepura-puraan, kenapa anda bakar patung Bush? kenapa anda pijak gambar Mahathir? kenapa anda hukum Ds Najib kerana Rosmah tidak bertudung? kenapa anda hukum keseluruhan Yahudi kerana zionis? kenapa anda benci kerajaan kerana lesen arak?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Nampaknya prinsip anda tidak selari dengan pendapat korang terhadap Ambiga. Korang berat sebelah, pada satu pihak jika dia membuat satu salah dan lainnya betul anda tetap maki hamun dan bangun berdemonstrasi.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Tapi di satu pihak yang lain, bila kena tang Ambiga, anda boleh pulak mengasingkan antara idealisme dia tentang murtad dan perjuangan bersih 2.0. Mana pendirian korang ni?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Korang perlu ingat, dosa dia terhadap Islam besar, lebih besar dari jasa dia mengetuai demonstrasi jalanan Bersih. Dia memperjuangkan murtad, menyerang islam dengan memorandum The Inter faith council (IFC) yang menyerang hak istimewa agama islam.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Bukan hanya hak istimewa dan kedudukan Islam dalam Malaysia sahaja, tapi Fundemental dan prinsip islam secara keseluruhannya.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;contohnya : (memorandum tuntutan IFC terhadap kerajaan Malaysia)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;i. Seseorang anak yang dilahirkan oleh ibubapa Islam tidak seharusnya secara terus menjadi orang Islam. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;v. Orang bukan Islam tidak perlu dikehendaki menganut Islam sekiranya ingin berkahwin dengan orang Islam. Orang Islam hendaklah dibenarkan keluar daripada Islam (murtad) sekiranya ingin berkahwin dengan orang bukan Islam tanpa boleh dikenakan apa-apa tindakan undang-undang.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Apa yang diperjuangkan Ambiga dalam IFC dan kes Lina joy adalah berkenaan Akidah Umat islam, adakah lebih besar dosa kerajaan yang tidak guna dakwat kekal dalam pilihanraya dari dosa Ambiga mempersoalkan Islam?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Jadi jika anda pukul rata terhadap kerajaan, anda juga mesti pukul rata juga kepada Ambiga Sreenevasan! &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Barulah kena dengan prinsip korang macam yang dilaungkan : Ke arah keadilan dan kebersihan sistem demokrasi.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;"Jika kerajaan zalim, kita mesti tumbangkan dengan demonstrasi jalan raya, Inilah asas demokrasi"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;i) Asas demokrasi bukan demonstrasi jalan raya tetapi pungutan suara majoriti dalam membuat keputusan. &lt;strong&gt;(yang ni pendekar nak tambah..demokrasi jalan raya? Kepala hangguk dia..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;ii) Demonstrasi tidak mewakili suara majoriti rakyat.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Jika sesuatu kerajaan ditumbangkan dan diasaskan dengan keganasan, maka satu hari nanti ia juga akan tumbang dengan keganasan juga.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Jika Kerajaan sekarang tumbang dengan gerakan demonstrasi jalanan, JIKA Pakatan Rakyat boleh pergi ke Putrajaya dengan aksi jalanan, pada masa akan datang, BN pulak akan merusuh, menghimpunkan penyokongnya untuk merampas kembali kuasa&lt;/font&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Sampai bila nak habis?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Jadi gerakan ini sudah tidak demokrasi lagi, sebaliknya ia telah bertukar menjadi Gerila. jika tak suka dengan kerajaan maka mari kita rampas kuasa dengan pemberontakan. Ini kerja gila. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Formula kehancuran ini akan berulang-ulang sampai kiamat akibat setiap pihak merasakan merekalah yang betul, merekalah yang mewakili hasrat hati majoriti rakyat.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Dan masalah pemberontakan dan rusuhan ini tidak akan boleh reda kecuali dengan kuasa Allah, Lihat Gerakan Acheh Merdeka (GAM) yang berpuluh tahun memberontak untuk Merdeka. Sehingga Tentera Indonesia buntu nak hentikan mereka, sampailah Tsunami Indonesia membinasakan Tanah Acheh. Akhirnya Jurucakap GAM sendiri dalam temuramah menyatakan ...&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;" Sudah tidak ada apa lagi yang mahu diperjuangkan di Acheh, Acheh sudah hancur. Jadi kami membubarkan Gerakan Acheh Merdeka"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Cuba anda tengok Abu Sayaf di Mindanau, lihat IRA di Ireland, Gerila di Venezuela, Puak Pemisah Basque dan banyak lagi. Jika sesebuah Kerajaan itu diasaskan dengan keganasan dan pertumpahan darah, maka ia juga akan jatuh dengan pertumpahan darah. dan formula persamaan ini akan berulang-ulang sehingga tiada kesudahan.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Contoh yang paling hampir adalah Parti Thaksin Shinawat yang telah dirampas kuasa oleh Kumpulan baju Kuning Abisit. Tetapi keputusan pilihanraya adalah milik Thaksin, majoriti rakyat Thailand mahu Thaksin yang jad PM.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Tapi Abisit yang rampas kuasa dengan demo, bantuan tentera dan istana, bila diadakan semula pilihanraya, maka Parti Abisit tumpas kembali, kerana asasnya majoriti mahu parti politik Thanksin yang memimpin.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;6)&lt;strong&gt; " Tapi Zulfikar, Pilihanraya Di Malaysia tidak adil"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;i) aku malas nak hujah pasal ni, sebab nanti ada argument yang cliche.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;ii) Jika Kerajaan betul-betul nak aniaya Pembangkang, Kerajaan akan gunakan segala jentera dan sumber yang ada untuk menewaskan Anwar Ibrahim di PRK permatang pauh, kerana ancaman politik paling besar bagi BN adalah pengaruh Anwar Ibrahim, Jadi pertarungan paling strategik mestilah menewaskan Anwar Ibrahim di Permatang Pauh. Tapi kenapa DS Anwar masih menang dengan majoriti yang banyak?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Dimanakah pengundi Hantu BN? dimanakah tangan yang tak dicelup dengan dakwat kekal? dimanakah pengundi hantu yang berumur 120 tahun yang disorok dalam gua oleh BN? dimanakah manipulasi ic? kenapakah peti undi haram tidak membantu Bn menewaskan Anwar Ibrahim?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;iii) BN pernah kalah teruk Di Terengganu, Jika BN mahu gunakan senjata pengundi hantu dan ketidakadilan pilihanraya, wajiblah terengganu yang diselamatkan for whatever cost! by crook or by hook!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;"Kenapa pulak Zulfikar?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Kerana Terengganu merupakan hasil pendapatan Kerajaan pusat, ada minyak berbillion-billion, Jika BN tumpas di Terengganu, nanti BN pening nak buat muslihat taknak bagi royalti pada pas, nak buat muslihat wang ihsan, nak buat muslihat mahkamah.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Jadi sepatutnya, BN menggunakan pengundi hantu dan ketidakadilan bagi menyelamatkan Terengganu. samalah juga kesnya dengan Selangor, Pulau Pinang dan Perak, negeri-negeri ini semua adalah negeri berpendapatan tinggi dan strategik bagi BN, buat apa pulak BN nak bersusah payah tewas dan berkempen untuk menang kembali pilihanraya?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Lebih baik guna je SPR, tipu undi dan kemudian terus memerintah dengan selesa. Tapi aku tak menafikan kelemahan SPR, memang terdapat data-data yang tak dikemaskini, tapi ia bukanlah senjata, ia hanya kelemahan.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;iV) sudah 21 tahun PAS memerintah Kelantan, dan tewasnya BN di Kelantan adalah keaiban bagi UMNO yang memperjuangkan Melayu.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Jika BN mahu menutup malu dan menghentikan kemarau kemenangan di Kelantan, buat apa susah payah berkempen Puluh2 tahun. Guna saja pengundi hantu dan ketidakadilan Pilihanraya. guna SPR suruh manipulate keputusan PRU. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;**********************************&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Jawapan di atas dijawab dengan hanya menggunakan penaklukan mantik asas, memandangkan dulu aku sangat suka dengar ceramah Ustaz Ismail Kamus yang terkenal hebat dengan Ilmu mantiknya, maka aku pun menggunakan kembali hujah mantik.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Dan pendapat di atas adalah semata-mata luahan hati aku sendiri sambil menaip di blog, tak perlu statistic pilihanraya, tak perlu citation dari kisah Watergate Scandal, the reign of terror Maximilian Robispierre, pengulingan Tzar di Rusia dan sebagainya.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Dan tak perlulah aku ulang sejarah pasal UMNO Haram pada 4 Febuari 1988. Jika anda menyatakan bahawa UMNO itu kebal dari Undang-undang, maknanya anda bebal malas baca buku sejarah politik Malaysia.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Aku hanya memahami politk dari sudut pandang seorang rakyat.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;SUMBER : RASA HATI&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Retrieved from &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/notes/naushad-b-noor-ali/panas-fakta-post-mortem-bersih-yang-membuatkan-anwar-rasa-bodoh/10150224452198038"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/notes/naushad-b-noor-ali/panas-fakta-post-mortem-bersih-yang-membuatkan-anwar-rasa-bodoh/10150224452198038&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-6518870927277276538?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/6518870927277276538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=6518870927277276538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6518870927277276538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6518870927277276538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/07/interesting-post-mortem-facts-of-bersih.html' title='Interesting Post-Mortem Facts of Bersih 2.0'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-3135802605116902270</id><published>2011-07-11T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T01:36:46.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Skittles? Cannot-lah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I was little, my mother rarely bought any kinds of sweets or chocolate for us&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I couldn’t remember the exact time but somehow I got to know Skittles&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was so delicious and I love it so much&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As my daily pocket money was only rm1.50 and 50sen had to be kept aside for the bus’ ticket fee, it was quite difficult for me to save…lapar ba if xeat during recess &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-sadsmile" alt="Sad smile" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-qOR1-GxWzxg/ThnSbxrsNQI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8AmBMT-VdjU/wlEmoticon-sadsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;Besides, I could only find it then at places like Tong Hing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, Skittles had been classified as one of the expensive favourite food for me just like Cadbury Chocolate….I thought I would be satisfied by trying to compensate it with Mentos (the colourful one)…but of course, it didn’t taste the same…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But, now, I can purchase it without feeling that it’s too expensive like before. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What makes me more happy is that Mr Munchkin always ask if I want Skittles ( now, mentos rainbow is also included). I tend to munch things and there were a couple of times that I wanted sweets to help me focus.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, since my disastrous facial breakouts, I’ve to avoid sugar-based and dairy-based foods. So, no more Skittles or Cadbury or Mentos for me for the time being.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Craving for Skittles&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-3135802605116902270?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/3135802605116902270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=3135802605116902270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3135802605116902270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3135802605116902270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/07/skittles-cannot-lah.html' title='Skittles? Cannot-lah!'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-qOR1-GxWzxg/ThnSbxrsNQI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8AmBMT-VdjU/s72-c/wlEmoticon-sadsmile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-3448666711538945117</id><published>2011-07-09T18:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T18:17:42.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><title type='text'>A bit calmer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My last blog post for this issue…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey you who are involved in the illegal demonstration, pernah tak dengar pepatah Melayu? Meh aku nak habaq….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Janganlah jadi pak kaduk, menang sorak, kampung tergadai!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;P/s: setuju dengan pendapat seorang rakan, zaman Dr.M, xda benda2 rusuhan gni unless time Anwar memberontak….everything terkawal..but tu dulu, now, aku terpaksa hidup ngan org2 yg tatau apa motif diorg nak wat chaos.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-3448666711538945117?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/3448666711538945117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=3448666711538945117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3448666711538945117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3448666711538945117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/07/bit-calmer.html' title='A bit calmer'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-6932678169264532726</id><published>2011-07-09T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T17:38:35.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Seriously geram ngan perosak durjana</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;nak alih perhatian berpada2 la...huru-hara negara...people can see ba...dr dulu pun gtu juga cara yg diguna...buruk2kan negara sendiri...just to distract people from focusing on your case.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Instead of rusuhan, you can go personally and see the PM to nego but ndak, mau juga create chaos. If you think for the citizen, you should care for their safety (nak rusuhan, if cedera ke ape ke), the nation’s well-being but no, mau juga minta support. tgk esok2 ni, investors lari, apa jadi ngan ekonomi negara and in the end, apa jadi ngan rakyat? pastu if negara ko dpt take over, ko igt sng la nak bgnkan blk everything? silap2 lagi huru-hara. and silap2 ko yg lesap!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;kalau betul nak perjuangkan hak, in our country ni cukup fortunate sdh, but no, u are greed for more power. Siap exploit students, children &amp;amp; Islamic NGOs…tgk Indon sdh, demonstrasi sana sni, apa jd? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bila kerajaan bagi subsidi, kata nak tutup or kaburi mata rakyat…tp bila tak bg, kaw2 kutuk….nak komplen, gunakan platform yang betul…not using radical acts….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yg support tu, korang fikir la bgs2, apa la hak korang yg kena deny betul2? other than hak mengundi knun2 nda bersih tu…? yg dulu support opponents, what progress u have in your kawasan now? nak jadi pemimpin bukan senang,,,,and nyata2la pemimpin yg bgs takkan menggalakkan pertelingkahan…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;dapat bekerja, dpt gaji, dpt p mall, hntar anak p skola, dpt bersiar2…benda basic gtu masih kita dpt ba…No one says that dengan terima subsidies , kita takleh suarakan hak terus…xda org suh kita diam..tp ada cara yg betul….so gunakanlah dgn baik. again, i wud like to emphasize ---radical acts are not a wise option. nak radical p palestin…tlg org belah sana lg bermanfaat, kalau mati, dpt mati syahid.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bersyukur la…bersyukur….tolonglah…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sekian, terima kasih.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;yg terkilan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;P/s: sorry sbb discussing more about this…can’t help myself and please pardon the language &amp;amp; writing….wud like to be extra authentic…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-6932678169264532726?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/6932678169264532726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=6932678169264532726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6932678169264532726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6932678169264532726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/07/seriously-geram-ngan-perosak-durjana.html' title='Seriously geram ngan perosak durjana'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-1266251795921188354</id><published>2011-07-09T12:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T12:11:25.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiery'/><title type='text'>Minta puji jak diorang nih</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I won’t say much but PLEASE stop doing things that can destroy the peace &amp;amp; civilization of the country. Just Go to any of the uninhibited islands of Indon and create your so-called perfect government there!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-1266251795921188354?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/1266251795921188354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=1266251795921188354&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1266251795921188354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1266251795921188354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/07/minta-puji-jak-diorang-nih.html' title='Minta puji jak diorang nih'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-4811962739977153443</id><published>2011-07-08T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T20:17:08.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Matters'/><title type='text'>To you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Christmas"&gt;I don’t mind having to go extra miles, even beyond my limitation for you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Christmas"&gt;I like that I can do something that can lessen your burden&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Christmas"&gt;Please be strong&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Christmas"&gt;I will be by your side, as long as you need me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-4811962739977153443?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/4811962739977153443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=4811962739977153443&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/4811962739977153443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/4811962739977153443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-you.html' title='To you'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-6100986357723558754</id><published>2011-07-07T15:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T15:39:16.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>OMG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Girls are Weird"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Girls are Weird"&gt;&lt;font face="Kill Switch"&gt;See me there next April !!!&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; Woot Woot ~~~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-6100986357723558754?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/6100986357723558754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=6100986357723558754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6100986357723558754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6100986357723558754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/07/omg.html' title='OMG!'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-3882631932755705572</id><published>2011-07-03T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T21:31:09.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>6th Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;The past 6 days, we enjoyed life at KK together&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Reliving our memories&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;With friends, we went to Grace Point and Taj to hang out together and shared old stories of all the C4 members&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;In a blink of an eye, my first day of registering at Gaya College’s hall had passed so quickly that tomorrow will be Gaya C4’s 6th anniversary.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Everyone has developed and matured into a better being.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I pray that may each of us walk through a great journey ahead with success, integrity and valuable experiences&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;InsyaAllah.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Mfrx_eixIBk/ThBu-i8aHhI/AAAAAAAAAkM/wu2HJwSoa7k/s1600-h/25176_358251673738_636088738_3543419_5300284_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; 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 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-3882631932755705572?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/3882631932755705572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=3882631932755705572&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3882631932755705572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3882631932755705572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/07/6th-anniversary.html' title='6th Anniversary'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-GQBBVzRJjnw/ThBvAQUUI2I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/qKaYmnwHIYQ/s72-c/25176_358251673738_636088738_3543419_5300284_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-156014282427072853</id><published>2011-06-27T17:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T17:13:34.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Matters'/><title type='text'>Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Girls are Weird"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Girls are Weird"&gt;Lots of H&amp;gt;U&amp;gt;G&amp;gt;S&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Girls are Weird"&gt;Lots of K.I.S.S.E.S&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Girls are Weird"&gt;Lots of &lt;font size="3"&gt;L&amp;gt;O&amp;gt;V&amp;gt;E&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Girls are Weird"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Girls are Weird"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-156014282427072853?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/156014282427072853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=156014282427072853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/156014282427072853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/156014282427072853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/06/joy.html' title='Joy'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-5064450654487385937</id><published>2011-06-24T07:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T07:12:30.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Heart what’s yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Never let anyone else hold anything of yours&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;You will never know when they will claim it as theirs&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Till then, it will be too late&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-5064450654487385937?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/5064450654487385937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=5064450654487385937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5064450654487385937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5064450654487385937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/06/heart-whats-yours.html' title='Heart what’s yours'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-5888409960922072507</id><published>2011-06-22T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T21:22:33.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>1,2,3…30</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4" face="Girls are Weird"&gt;Who says losing weight is easy?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4" face="Girls are Weird"&gt;If only I had that in mind when I swallowed different kinds of delicacies for the past 4 months&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4" face="Girls are Weird"&gt;Now, I am struggling to lose the stubborn love handles and front spare tire.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4" face="Girls are Weird"&gt;Geez…God help me!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-5888409960922072507?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/5888409960922072507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=5888409960922072507&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5888409960922072507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5888409960922072507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/06/12330.html' title='1,2,3…30'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8014473790792371843</id><published>2011-06-22T15:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T16:15:48.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Purple and Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Girls are Weird"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;Now that the final result had been released officially, I can finally talk about my own Academic Exercise in this blog. It was a bit awful of me to only reveal my AE once I knew it was graded well. Unfortunately, that was what I had in heart right after I had sent the four copies of my AEs to be hard bound. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: right; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:3d025098-afdf-43e6-aed2-cc571293249c" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-cMg8t3zdcX4/TgGfL0-h6uI/AAAAAAAAAj0/7MeOrIf2Udo/18062011446-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-DxzQJHcJ4KA/TgGfNgybSVI/AAAAAAAAAj4/5r__26sawrM/180620114469.png?imgmax=800" width="272" height="340" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Rumpelstiltskin"&gt;It was inspired by the Cool Tutor’s Master’s thesis&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Rumpelstiltskin"&gt;Then, it was narrowed to have a clearer focus by Mdm Z&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Rumpelstiltskin"&gt;Title was approved by Mr G&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Rumpelstiltskin"&gt;Data was provided by the hardworking kids of 2 Al-Falah ‘10&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Rumpelstiltskin"&gt;After having the 3rd draft of the completed AE, it was read by a Second reader, whom I was told was Dr.G&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Rumpelstiltskin"&gt;Had it improvised to be ‘perfected’, gave it to Cool Tutor to be proofread and finally, submitted the finalised AE to my supervisor&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Rumpelstiltskin"&gt;During our farewell BBQ dinner, Mr L told me he would have a look at my AE, which made me feel even nervous.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Rumpelstiltskin"&gt;I thank God that I managed to complete it despite my procrastinations and slow starts that I had. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Rumpelstiltskin"&gt;I thought of the possibility that the grading might not be valid but I had three extra readers to justify my work. So, I am relieved by that fact.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:e82e6266-8997-401e-9bb4-97f91da2128b" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-3_jJkhacldg/TgGfOzq5KdI/AAAAAAAAAj8/k7EMgEZnryM/18062011448-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ZJapW3_2VJ4/TgGfQpsL7bI/AAAAAAAAAkA/VtDoULdo9G0/180620114486.png?imgmax=800" width="335" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;My credits to:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:47f95e94-2c9d-4963-a3c3-fea8b9277d1f" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-DvvC3jEo1R0/TgGfSIF6eFI/AAAAAAAAAkE/PAEl7A-n4DE/22062011459-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-UougKgANicM/TgGfTp1oE4I/AAAAAAAAAkI/4sYwxMZRBlE/22062011459.png?imgmax=800" width="335" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;p/s: not to forget Ms V, for her undying words of supports and her volunteer to read my AE drafts&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8014473790792371843?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8014473790792371843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8014473790792371843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8014473790792371843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8014473790792371843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/06/purple-and-gold.html' title='Purple and Gold'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-DxzQJHcJ4KA/TgGfNgybSVI/AAAAAAAAAj4/5r__26sawrM/s72-c/180620114469.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-7237691626586957765</id><published>2011-06-22T15:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T15:51:24.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Like a three-pointer shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I could not get myself online that day, maybe it was the weather.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I was restless, mortified, and tensed &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Yet, it changed with the text sent by Mr Munchkin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;No one can ever match the feelings of satisfaction, bliss and gratitude that I felt the moment I saw the text message &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I screamed my heart out that all the cats stared at me like I was a crazy person.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646" face="Papyrus"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got the 8th DL and qualified for the Vice Chancellor award.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;That night I managed to check my email to reconfirm my result, and it was weird that I thought that I definitely saw the numbers of my gpa and cgpa in my blank mind before I went asleep the day before. But, it was a weird-grateful feeling though. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: right; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:0d093ae3-383d-4870-8006-fed044deee5e" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-oB1DDjea6ow/TgGe-KHkJ8I/AAAAAAAAAjs/LiDcQev5tYo/vc-8x6.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Tl6jhJq7oCQ/TgGe-53OnpI/AAAAAAAAAjw/51ZKa-VnbpY/vc%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="335" height="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;All of my efforts and previous hardships had been paid off. As if when I was at the court, I managed to score with a three-pointer shot. Yes, to some I might not be as clever or as diligent as other people but I did work hard in my own way and capabilities. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Now, I am anticipating the next journey of being the educator of the future generation. I hope God will grant me with all the knowledge that I can share with them and also the strength to cope with all sorts of responsibilities that are coming on my way.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-7237691626586957765?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/7237691626586957765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=7237691626586957765&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7237691626586957765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7237691626586957765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/06/like-three-pointer-shot.html' title='Like a three-pointer shot'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Tl6jhJq7oCQ/TgGe-53OnpI/AAAAAAAAAjw/51ZKa-VnbpY/s72-c/vc%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-7275696379505594251</id><published>2011-06-15T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T19:43:20.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soul Reliever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Matters'/><title type='text'>No harm in postponing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Girls are Weird"&gt;Different people have different priority at a given time&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Girls are Weird"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Girls are Weird"&gt;“&lt;font color="#dd8484"&gt;No harm in postponing&lt;/font&gt;” ---&amp;gt; that would be my new mantra.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Good luck to my friends who are pursuing their dreams…all the best okay!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-7275696379505594251?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/7275696379505594251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=7275696379505594251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7275696379505594251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7275696379505594251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-harm-in-postponing.html' title='No harm in postponing'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-369190311340766685</id><published>2011-06-11T10:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:45:37.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Matters'/><title type='text'>It’s okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;This is what I have decided&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Having to receive such an offer is a big deal to me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;It is such an honour too&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I thought that I am able to squeeze all the things that I want and have them done once and for all&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;But, it is not possible&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Did my reality checks &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I will attend to things that require my delicate and undivided attention within this 12-month period of time&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Dear God, please let me be firm with this decision. I will postpone the other option that you have given me and pursue it with him together.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I must not get stress on such matter anymore&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I have him by my side and we will have all the things that we want together, soon.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-369190311340766685?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/369190311340766685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=369190311340766685&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/369190311340766685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/369190311340766685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-okay.html' title='It’s okay'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-5470001514985026211</id><published>2011-06-07T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T19:41:59.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Je ne mange pas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Rumpelstiltskin"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#4bacc6" size="4" face="Rumpelstiltskin"&gt;Un garçon écrit à la fille qu'il aime :&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="4" face="Rumpelstiltskin"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#4bacc6"&gt;‘Le matin, je ne mange pas car je pense à toi;&lt;br&gt;à midi, je ne mange pas car je pense à toi;&lt;br&gt;le soir, je ne mange pas car je pense à toi;&lt;br&gt;la nuit, je ne dors pas car j'ai faim !'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is one of the prominent French jokes that is still fresh in my mind that my teacher used to teach us about time of the day. Well, it is so funny and so related to some of us who were just learned to be involved with the world of love. Perhaps, I could use this method to teach my future students too, right?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-5470001514985026211?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/5470001514985026211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=5470001514985026211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5470001514985026211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5470001514985026211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/06/je-ne-mange-pas.html' title='Je ne mange pas'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-3144415584147147767</id><published>2011-06-07T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T15:32:10.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Drizzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;The weather is just perfect&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Cool, windy and cloudy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;With drizzle that wets the soil&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Some may say it is a gloomy day, but for me, it’s a day to rejoice&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;The plants and the earth in KK would be very glad for the water that freed them from the scorching thirst.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;In fact, this is one of those days that fondly reminds me of my dear Mr. Munchkin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Wish you were by my side now…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:8747F07C-CDE8-481f-B0DF-C6CFD074BF67:a6190cfd-36e3-424d-85bf-0a21a8cd7b62" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-brJPdlpt-PY/Te3Tq-EtR-I/AAAAAAAAAjk/F65T94GWiC4/rain-8x6%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" title="" rel="thumbnail"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/--4YFtAKc8ek/Te3T8gBf1AI/AAAAAAAAAjo/_ZxTZDwUtUY/rain%25255B8%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="362" height="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-3144415584147147767?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/3144415584147147767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=3144415584147147767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3144415584147147767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3144415584147147767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/06/drizzle.html' title='Drizzle'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/--4YFtAKc8ek/Te3T8gBf1AI/AAAAAAAAAjo/_ZxTZDwUtUY/s72-c/rain%25255B8%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-794146067674765513</id><published>2011-06-04T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T21:01:46.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Of Society &amp; Culture</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I love events that are related to the culture and beliefs of a community such as the one that I went to today, a Bajau’s wedding. I am not sure whether it is related to my love towards History or what but I personally appreciate people who still preserve their own culture, especially the ones that are unique. Like today, I nearly cried either out of sad or touched by the voices of two old men reciting a poem (syair) in Bajau language. I was not sure what went wrong with my mind but I was saddened by the reality that those old men might not have younger generation to replace them, to continue the culture. Everyone seems to chase after the modern trends and no longer feels that the cultural practices are special and significant. So much of modernization effects. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-794146067674765513?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/794146067674765513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=794146067674765513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/794146067674765513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/794146067674765513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/06/of-society-culture.html' title='Of Society &amp;amp; Culture'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-1208398437378838757</id><published>2011-06-04T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T20:32:10.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>I so HATE Driving---Not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;And today, my journey of a long drive to Kota Belud had finally been realized. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I have always wanted to drive on my own on such a long trip with my friends and sharing stories and gossips along the way. However, as my boyfriend is a more competent driver as compared to me, I can only be the co-pilot, sitting by his side and try hard not to fall asleep. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Before this, I was not able to join my friends’ recent trip to Simpang Mengayau and Kundasang due to my thesis and final assignment’s issue. So, I have decided to seize my final days to travel and just do something out of my ordinary life. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I drove to my friends’ wedding ceremonies in KK and Putatan, which also required me to go to Indah Permai and later, made me decide to contact my student to fetch her to my home to take my kitten and hold it all the way back&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and to accomplish that I’ve to drive all the way into Kg. Labau, Menggatal (quite far, mind you) and back to Likas and Menggatal again. It was quite tiring but I got to see a beautiful village. Awesome!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I’ve driven to Eleen’s bro’s wedding in Kota Belud. I found it to be quite a fun &amp;amp; thrilling trip because with all the waiting, the slow traffic and the miscommunication, I got to do naughty things which were witnessed by Taufik and Mi Chan. Having to do those things, I felt like I surpassed my own boundaries and restrictions. Well, I am indeed sorry and feel guilty because some of the acts were…maybe….a bit… dangerous ;p But with the two supporters by my side, I felt nothing was impossible….hehe&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Basically, I just want to say that I love driving and road trips. Can’t wait to explore the roads in Sarawak. Ngehehe ^_^ And of course, I wish I have Mr. Munchkin too but it’s okay lah…. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-1208398437378838757?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/1208398437378838757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=1208398437378838757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1208398437378838757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1208398437378838757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-so-hate-driving-not.html' title='I so HATE Driving---Not!'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-5685374197856343240</id><published>2011-05-31T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T00:41:15.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Of Paws and Fur'/><title type='text'>Furry Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-iNIF5oUiQcA/TePIm644j0I/AAAAAAAAAjU/-exwNSqlnpc/s1600-h/xierradi938%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="xierradi938" border="0" alt="xierradi938" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Hvj0ZKpJamQ/TePIoGtwryI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gPAgoAyVF7Y/xierradi938_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Shadow and his son, Fluffy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-g-5o9aSq5L4/TePIpTnHrZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/yquJYxWHo6k/s1600-h/Xierradi616%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Xierradi616" border="0" alt="Xierradi616" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-8o9KgjG7jlI/TePIqUGVVqI/AAAAAAAAAjg/nkgTXPVLGEI/Xierradi616_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" height="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; These were Shadow’s offspring but only two managed to survive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-5685374197856343240?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/5685374197856343240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=5685374197856343240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5685374197856343240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5685374197856343240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/05/furry-babies.html' title='Furry Babies'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Hvj0ZKpJamQ/TePIoGtwryI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gPAgoAyVF7Y/s72-c/xierradi938_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-3603220488101053429</id><published>2011-05-30T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T23:51:15.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Chit chatting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;We were in the car and we had a small talk as I drove back to Anis’ place. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I shared about the reason as to why I want to be with Mr Munchkin as soon as possible. The reason is simply because I rather not spend my money on things that I can actually share with him such as toothpaste and the kitchen utensils.&lt;/font&gt; *&lt;font size="1"&gt;though I might not be spending to0 much time in the kitchen later &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-nyahnyah" alt="Nyah-Nyah" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-sqIT5qW_170/TeO60GuKPxI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rqOzEUn7rII/wlEmoticon-nyahnyah%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt; The toothpaste part was greatly inspired by the cute loving couple dale &amp;amp; kas when I stayed at their place before..hehe&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;Anis said that she wishes to have that kind of feeling. To her, it is another level of feeling of sharing with someone who is not a friend or a family to her. It was kind of funny when I think about it because all this while, I am awed by her ability to be so nice and loving towards her little siblings, which I know she would do splendidly in her own personal relationship and yet, she felt my ability to want to share with a stranger was quite an exciting feeling. Basically, I’ve had this kind of feeling since the first time I met him. I didn’t see it as a big of a deal. However, Anis made me see it in another point of view which made me appreciate the feeling that I considered as trifle. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;Seriously, I really appreciate my small talks with inspiring people like Anis and Vanessa. They gave me so many advice and shared experiences that made me able to see life differently. Then, when it comes to married couples, I would like to be as happy as my married friends, Kas &amp;amp; Dale and Syafiq &amp;amp; Zai, when I get married later. They were able to go through thick and thin together without much hassle. Owh dear, I’ve rambled so much which clearly showed that my mind is quite occupied with marriage thingy and my personal confidence and negativity issues. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;Then again, be positive Xierra! You can do it! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-3603220488101053429?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/3603220488101053429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=3603220488101053429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3603220488101053429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3603220488101053429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/05/chit-chatting.html' title='Chit chatting'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-sqIT5qW_170/TeO60GuKPxI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rqOzEUn7rII/s72-c/wlEmoticon-nyahnyah%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-6460319920903230437</id><published>2011-05-28T14:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T14:20:35.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I do'/><title type='text'>Turquoise?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I’ve messed up.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;This was what happened when you asked a person with &lt;font color="#9c85c0"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;lack of imagination&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt; to decide on crucial matters.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Yes, I decided for the colour turquoise as I basically know that it is a colour in between blue and green, the colours that each of us like respectively.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;When we went to the textile boutique, there were so many ranges of colours under turquoise. He narrowed the options by choosing the materials and patterns of cloths that he liked. Then, I just closed my eyes and picked. Turned out that he preferred my choice as well. &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-flirtmale" alt="Flirt male" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-czcd-4c9opc/TeCUMYsBtGI/AAAAAAAAAjM/FfeoEoSeO9o/wlEmoticon-flirtmale%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;So, now what was the problem again? Oh yes, our so-called turquoise was more to &lt;font color="#8fb08c"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt;. Then I realised that the colour of my skin tone might not fit the colour that we chose. So gergitan! What should I do? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-6460319920903230437?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/6460319920903230437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=6460319920903230437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6460319920903230437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6460319920903230437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/05/turquoise.html' title='Turquoise?'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-czcd-4c9opc/TeCUMYsBtGI/AAAAAAAAAjM/FfeoEoSeO9o/s72-c/wlEmoticon-flirtmale%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8360405991853182460</id><published>2011-05-28T13:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T13:54:19.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><title type='text'>Boxes to be delivered</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;Glad that I made him &lt;font color="#9c85c0"&gt;proud&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; of me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;Meeting &lt;font color="#4bacc6"&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;his dad&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;was a super nerve-wrecking experience&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;I’m so afraid of that being myself would end up with a &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;disaster.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;The moment I started to drive the car, everything did not go as smoothly as I expected. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;With the endless traffic jam and red lights *&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;dui, I was that unlucky.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;I just wished I had my own flying car so that I wouldn’t keep &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;his dad&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; waiting too long. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;Looking at the three boxes that belonged to him, I could only sigh again.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;And when I finally made it to the destination, I quickly came out of the car, breathless but able &lt;em&gt;to smile, uttered my apologetic words and ‘salam’ him.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;I felt so guilty but there was nothing that I could do about the things that I couldn’t control. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;There were awkwardness within me as I was unsure of what to do after the boxes were successfully transferred to the trolley. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;But I did what I was taught to do since my tender age, to ‘salam’ as a parting gesture and send my regards to my future family.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="Euphemia"&gt;Today, my Munchkin was excited in his texts. He told me that his dad was very pleased with me. I thought that he was only pulling my leg. I am totally grateful to hear that. &lt;font color="#9c85c0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Another good start as a future daughter in-law, aite?&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout" alt="Smile with tongue out" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/--NebsZXA9rg/TeCNkZFsTVI/AAAAAAAAAjI/qByZizu3w8g/wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I just hope to be able to maintain it. Despite the rough starts, it ended up quite well. *&lt;font size="1"&gt;patting my own shoulder&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="1" face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="1" face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8360405991853182460?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8360405991853182460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8360405991853182460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8360405991853182460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8360405991853182460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/05/boxes-to-be-delivered.html' title='Boxes to be delivered'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/--NebsZXA9rg/TeCNkZFsTVI/AAAAAAAAAjI/qByZizu3w8g/s72-c/wlEmoticon-smilewithtongueout%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-7975693458760622306</id><published>2011-05-28T12:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T12:01:17.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><title type='text'>Bloom forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I’ve been walking down this path for a long time&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I see different kinds of flowers bloomed and died&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Then, I realised there are only a few flowers that manage to survive&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I thank them for enduring me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-7975693458760622306?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/7975693458760622306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=7975693458760622306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7975693458760622306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7975693458760622306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/05/bloom-forever.html' title='Bloom forever'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-5197573021961762089</id><published>2011-05-18T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T17:34:54.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Sheldonized</title><content type='html'>I was just finished watching another new series, The Big Bang Theory. * &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;after being so sad that I've to wait another few months for the new season of Vampire Diaries and Gossip Girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find myself amused and interested with the nerd-ness and the intellectual dialogues of the characters. They were very funny and one of the characters, Sheldon, reminded me so much of two of the significant people in my life. I like his sarcasms but his ineptness in social interactions was helpless yet amusing.&amp;nbsp;Making friends does not require any mathematical's or science's equation for God's sake! LOL&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes me see how people can be perfect in one aspect but helpless in another. Even the geniuses are impaired in some ways, so I should not be that despair. Well, I am only done with the second season so, I am hoping to see improvements in Sheldon's character.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-5197573021961762089?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/5197573021961762089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=5197573021961762089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5197573021961762089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5197573021961762089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/05/sheldonized.html' title='Sheldonized'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8156850669204800518</id><published>2011-05-15T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T17:31:16.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>What?! I'm Back at home?</title><content type='html'>Yes, actually I am reluctant to leave the hostel&lt;br /&gt;I've purposely delayed my trip back home since last Friday&lt;br /&gt;Having to indulge myself with the freedom of educational commitments was quite exhilarating.&lt;br /&gt;I took the time to fill in my external hard disk with all sorts of movies and series from various sources&lt;br /&gt;At night, I encountered with some friends' conflict of interest which made me feel that there were things which should not be made as competition or to condemn each other. But, after consoling myself and figuratively slap myself to be positive and focus on the real mission, I decided to ignore things, sleep it off, pray that God will help us and less FB-ing.&lt;br /&gt;I made myself observe the big room and I realised that despite the unsatisfactory treatments that we received from Gaya admin, ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the big space&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the fairly cool temperature of the place as compared to Shah Alam , Sungai Petani and my current home. Maybe because of the old building and the fact that the hostel is on a hill and surrounded by a swampy area&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was the place that I could shower and enjoy the cool water as I please&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've my feline companions here as well&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I shared stories, fun, laughters and tears with my friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2 p.m. , I left the room with Eleen and bid my goodbye to the last person in the room. I dislike the feelings but I've to move on. I should be grateful to have the time to stay home before proceeding into the career world...yikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8156850669204800518?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8156850669204800518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8156850669204800518&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8156850669204800518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8156850669204800518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-im-back-at-home.html' title='What?! I&apos;m Back at home?'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-1122939722548438063</id><published>2011-05-09T12:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T12:15:11.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Don’t cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;It hurts to see the people who are significant to us leave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;It hurts more to see the ones that we have to leave burst into tears of sadness&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;This little heart hopes that everyone will be strong and hold on to the good memories.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-1122939722548438063?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/1122939722548438063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=1122939722548438063&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1122939722548438063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1122939722548438063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-cry.html' title='Don’t cry'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8021007166098840990</id><published>2011-05-09T01:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T01:50:02.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>And that’s the end of it</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;How should I say this?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Am I happy?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Am I relieved?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Am I sad?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;All I know is that I’ve mixed feelings within me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Six years of being an undergraduate ended officially with the last and only examination that we had this morning.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Now, I have to start arranging my steps accordingly for the upcoming journey that awaits me in less than a month.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Along the way, I have five years to think and decide of what I’m supposed to do next. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;However, I prefer to do things just the way I’ve been doing things for so long ; to go with the flow.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Of course, I wish all the best for my dearest Cohort 4 friends. Bright future awaits us so, go for it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8021007166098840990?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8021007166098840990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8021007166098840990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8021007166098840990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8021007166098840990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-thats-end-of-it.html' title='And that’s the end of it'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8877135745086469579</id><published>2011-05-04T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T23:12:01.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soul Reliever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Stop it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Dear Xierra, you have to start doing these things ;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;To be positive&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;To be grateful&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;To live in the NOW&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;To feed self with trust&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;To be sincere&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;To self-focus&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;To start realising that negativity is only going to eat me alive&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;TQ Vane…I’m inspired. You’ve helped keep my feet on the ground these days. GBU&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8877135745086469579?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8877135745086469579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8877135745086469579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8877135745086469579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8877135745086469579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/05/stop-it.html' title='Stop it!'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-7984207070166555461</id><published>2011-04-28T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T22:52:26.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Matters'/><title type='text'>Sorry Eat Strawberry</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Christmas"&gt;Seriously, I am so sorry darling.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Christmas"&gt;But, Thank you for being so patient to stay by my side.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Christmas"&gt;That’s one of the reasons why I LoVe you so dearly….XoXo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-7984207070166555461?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/7984207070166555461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=7984207070166555461&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7984207070166555461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7984207070166555461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/04/sorry-eat-strawberry.html' title='Sorry Eat Strawberry'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8031080737876407141</id><published>2011-04-28T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T22:40:29.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>And He Will Always Be My Best Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;To Sir, with Love.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;Thank you so much dearest Sir.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;For your patience and tolerance towards me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;For giving me what I missed so much---&amp;gt; Sincere Guidance &amp;amp; teaching&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;After such a long period of experiencing emotional breakdown, you have inspired me today. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;I really want to be just like you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;To help and teach my future students, just the way you did to me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;I will never forget how you had picked us up from zero and polished us to be the individuals that we have become now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;May God bless you always for all your good deeds.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Euphemia"&gt;And Dear Ex-Tutor, do Stay CooL always!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8031080737876407141?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8031080737876407141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8031080737876407141&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8031080737876407141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8031080737876407141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-he-will-always-be-my-best-teacher.html' title='And He Will Always Be My Best Teacher'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-7618464004621969669</id><published>2011-04-25T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T22:52:51.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Matters'/><title type='text'>Reward for the Second Last Assignment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It has been awhile since the last time we went out together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss spending time with him and doing the old stuffs  together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know he is sick but as he wants to get out of the suffocating  hostel, so I decided to treat him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We watched The Roommate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ate our favourite Tuah bakery bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had a set of basketball shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Played picture puzzle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But what I liked best was we got to play pool together…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OlGPC-Xv13c/TbWJ63NeHjI/AAAAAAAAAi8/4sRuOach4G4/s1600/25042011367.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OlGPC-Xv13c/TbWJ63NeHjI/AAAAAAAAAi8/4sRuOach4G4/s320/25042011367.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_w4Fen_OMr4/TbWJ8vmoqWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/9jpDbuoxRB0/s1600/25042011369.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_w4Fen_OMr4/TbWJ8vmoqWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/9jpDbuoxRB0/s320/25042011369.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of KK before we entered the movie&amp;nbsp;theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7CS2NkEhQvs/TbWJ_WM6PDI/AAAAAAAAAjE/PjLPLrELssY/s1600/25042011370.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7CS2NkEhQvs/TbWJ_WM6PDI/AAAAAAAAAjE/PjLPLrELssY/s320/25042011370.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I want more of these but seems like there are&amp;nbsp;too many things need to be taken  into consideration…oh lame nya life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-7618464004621969669?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/7618464004621969669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=7618464004621969669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7618464004621969669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7618464004621969669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/04/reward-for-second-last-assignment.html' title='Reward for the Second Last Assignment'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OlGPC-Xv13c/TbWJ63NeHjI/AAAAAAAAAi8/4sRuOach4G4/s72-c/25042011367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-61657221291035892</id><published>2011-04-16T14:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T14:24:09.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>How Was the Dinner?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;I believe that this was one of the  glamorous events I’ve been to and for the final TESL annual dinner that I  attended, I managed to get myself a simple yet beautiful dress *tq to Anis for  her endless support &amp;amp; Mama for her taste in&amp;nbsp; fashion &amp;amp; also for  realising my wish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;So, this was how I looked like last night  and as the theme of the function was Avenue of Icons, I had my looked inspired  by Jennifer Garner with a little bit of Kim Kardashian’s twist…haha *if it was  not that similar, biar la arr…let this girl berangan a bit..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oj65l_9QZv0/TakN7czAB0I/AAAAAAAAAhs/4auroOYwD9s/s1600/wee.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oj65l_9QZv0/TakN7czAB0I/AAAAAAAAAhs/4auroOYwD9s/s320/wee.JPG" width="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;Overall the dinner was okay. I think that  the organizer managed to gather most of Gaya’s TESLians as the ballroom was  quite occupied. Here are some pictures taken during the dinner: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGzk-WXwyv8/TakOTnVfB8I/AAAAAAAAAhw/pzKLswKoD4Q/s1600/P1010338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGzk-WXwyv8/TakOTnVfB8I/AAAAAAAAAhw/pzKLswKoD4Q/s200/P1010338.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BChq6dR2uu0/TakOgAJj9QI/AAAAAAAAAh0/MwhwotOtuw0/s1600/P1010340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BChq6dR2uu0/TakOgAJj9QI/AAAAAAAAAh0/MwhwotOtuw0/s200/P1010340.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1_J6kDU6TA/TakO9QFP0BI/AAAAAAAAAh4/HlrYBbQeE_A/s1600/207441_1926734243586_1099056460_32233089_5341695_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1_J6kDU6TA/TakO9QFP0BI/AAAAAAAAAh4/HlrYBbQeE_A/s200/207441_1926734243586_1099056460_32233089_5341695_n.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Euphemia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Posing with dearest  friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Euphemia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Euphemia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TR0hcxtXcTs/TakPi14xN5I/AAAAAAAAAh8/5ltSE-9IVZw/s1600/P1010345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TR0hcxtXcTs/TakPi14xN5I/AAAAAAAAAh8/5ltSE-9IVZw/s200/P1010345.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fPwhsBEQf58/TakPvqAPGlI/AAAAAAAAAiA/4hogKMpLYZc/s1600/P1010346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fPwhsBEQf58/TakPvqAPGlI/AAAAAAAAAiA/4hogKMpLYZc/s200/P1010346.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uqttYKHdcc/TakP1vV-R-I/AAAAAAAAAiE/pL8S9W0urYs/s1600/P1010353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uqttYKHdcc/TakP1vV-R-I/AAAAAAAAAiE/pL8S9W0urYs/s200/P1010353.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L9jzCIN2c4Q/TakP8u08BYI/AAAAAAAAAiI/jaKwhD8Jmxg/s1600/P1010355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L9jzCIN2c4Q/TakP8u08BYI/AAAAAAAAAiI/jaKwhD8Jmxg/s200/P1010355.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;While waiting for  the function to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lbXLJDtl1I0/Takrb8qvveI/AAAAAAAAAiM/xQWbR6-djjk/s1600/P1010352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lbXLJDtl1I0/Takrb8qvveI/AAAAAAAAAiM/xQWbR6-djjk/s320/P1010352.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mvK5JZ37-Uw/TakrcsM92zI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/EtIR2UMMxrs/s1600/P1010415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mvK5JZ37-Uw/TakrcsM92zI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/EtIR2UMMxrs/s320/P1010415.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;Trifles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cjXwEuF-0WA/TakunopldUI/AAAAAAAAAiU/JJz-gdhFRQI/s1600/217609_1926567839426_1099056460_32232867_1639880_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cjXwEuF-0WA/TakunopldUI/AAAAAAAAAiU/JJz-gdhFRQI/s320/217609_1926567839426_1099056460_32232867_1639880_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uViDtxZKrwc/TakuwGMV5GI/AAAAAAAAAiY/hOJokT2CrjY/s1600/216307_1926578599695_1099056460_32232918_7173236_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uViDtxZKrwc/TakuwGMV5GI/AAAAAAAAAiY/hOJokT2CrjY/s320/216307_1926578599695_1099056460_32232918_7173236_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;Having the chance to spend time with  ex-lecturers&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;But most importantly, I got to enjoy the night  with him…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iWHd6H1SMmE/TakwS96dItI/AAAAAAAAAig/JkMbymjHC0U/s1600/217085_1926565639371_1099056460_32232858_4937263_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iWHd6H1SMmE/TakwS96dItI/AAAAAAAAAig/JkMbymjHC0U/s320/217085_1926565639371_1099056460_32232858_4937263_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RQktqzI3hUE/TakwnotxZnI/AAAAAAAAAio/FZRqAMiJFyo/s1600/P1010406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RQktqzI3hUE/TakwnotxZnI/AAAAAAAAAio/FZRqAMiJFyo/s320/P1010406.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n6oHo0uLtZw/Takx5-HdnOI/AAAAAAAAAis/VhU6AlzZJEg/s1600/P1010349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n6oHo0uLtZw/Takx5-HdnOI/AAAAAAAAAis/VhU6AlzZJEg/s320/P1010349.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Euphemia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;It was fun hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Euphemia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Euphemia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Euphemia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;However, I can’t help but notice that we had  two pictures of similar pose during our first annual dinner together as a couple  &amp;amp; the one as final year students…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vAfK0PuZJ4E/TakyRlgpCiI/AAAAAAAAAiw/yLP_mPfqgXo/s1600/22-02-08_210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vAfK0PuZJ4E/TakyRlgpCiI/AAAAAAAAAiw/yLP_mPfqgXo/s320/22-02-08_210.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rV3apPfNwhw/TakwmWZa-EI/AAAAAAAAAik/ftAtXlIQFw8/s1600/P1010385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rV3apPfNwhw/TakwmWZa-EI/AAAAAAAAAik/ftAtXlIQFw8/s320/P1010385.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;Quite similar, right? hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Euphemia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-61657221291035892?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/61657221291035892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=61657221291035892&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/61657221291035892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/61657221291035892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-was-dinner.html' title='How Was the Dinner?'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oj65l_9QZv0/TakN7czAB0I/AAAAAAAAAhs/4auroOYwD9s/s72-c/wee.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-3085184085287482641</id><published>2011-04-15T17:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T17:21:51.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Embracing the Fantasy in Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;We had our Children’s Handcrafted Books’ Fair on 14th of April.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;So, our group decided to have a photo-shoot and dress according to the characters that suited the theme of magical and fantasy. With the help of our class’ talented photographer (Ariffudin), we came up with these pictures for our children’s book. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TagNgx-3bJI/AAAAAAAAAhE/MAKZYpuISG0/s1600-h/IMG_1838%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1838" border="0" alt="IMG_1838" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TagNlk3seUI/AAAAAAAAAhI/aQkbLoA-H_Q/IMG_1838_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="246" height="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sharul as the Harry Potter&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TagNqRZoIzI/AAAAAAAAAhM/8BYsmTzTlho/s1600-h/IMG_1839%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1839" border="0" alt="IMG_1839" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TagNs5EAvzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ui0SxOdwueY/IMG_1839_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="166" height="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Adi as Aladdin&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TagN2l16umI/AAAAAAAAAhU/9RHUjqpGuxg/s1600-h/IMG_1881%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1881" border="0" alt="IMG_1881" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TagN6OKmTDI/AAAAAAAAAhY/gS0w41pfB40/IMG_1881_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="246" height="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TagOBXhey_I/AAAAAAAAAhc/CjUs0PPpbZE/s1600-h/IMG_1889%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1889" border="0" alt="IMG_1889" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TagOD_tCcZI/AAAAAAAAAhg/MBYNF2Xw8AU/IMG_1889_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="246" height="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TagOJYPyFpI/AAAAAAAAAhk/lslfCZQbFSg/s1600-h/IMG_1890%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1890" border="0" alt="IMG_1890" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TagOLJzSJAI/AAAAAAAAAho/FAoGQfuCNDU/IMG_1890_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="246" height="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ms. Xierra as the Fairy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Yes, Extra photos of me as I would like to have them as one of my fondest memories because I rarely dressed up in costume…hehe &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;So, the question for now, what shall I do with the wings, the flower headband and the magical wand? Haha if they can still survive after five years…maybe you can see them again in action…;p&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Basically, I enjoyed and had fun during the exhibition. Seeing all my friends got dressed up in various characters was quite interesting. Glad that we managed to pull it through and even our college’s director came to see it..(she never showed up for any activities organized by TESL students). The so-called misbehaved Cohort 4 managed to lure the director and see us in action…the feeling was so satisfying!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-3085184085287482641?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/3085184085287482641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=3085184085287482641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3085184085287482641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3085184085287482641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/04/embracing-fantasy-in-us.html' title='Embracing the Fantasy in Us'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TagNlk3seUI/AAAAAAAAAhI/aQkbLoA-H_Q/s72-c/IMG_1838_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-6855847836974141684</id><published>2011-04-11T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T00:15:08.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indulge Yourself</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-6855847836974141684?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/6855847836974141684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=6855847836974141684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6855847836974141684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6855847836974141684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/04/indulge-yourself.html' title='Indulge Yourself'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-3575263216349171758</id><published>2011-04-07T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T00:18:37.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soul Reliever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Out of the Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I think that my blog is too fancy and I feel annoyed to see its appearance.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I admit that I have my &lt;strike&gt;dearest&lt;/strike&gt; assignments to be taken care of urgently &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Yet, this heart is restless if nothing is done for this poor blog…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;So, here it goes…and now, I can resume to focus on my important and urgent works &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;GoodBye Old Template&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TZyRv04dwJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/JcVaMY98fZQ/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TZyR2h2vz4I/AAAAAAAAAg8/Yll5GCqOrC8/s1600-h/old%20blog%5B15%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="old blog" border="0" alt="old blog" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TZyR6UPfnEI/AAAAAAAAAhA/aaiQ54wR0Ec/old%20blog_thumb%5B13%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="510" height="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-3575263216349171758?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/3575263216349171758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=3575263216349171758&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3575263216349171758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3575263216349171758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/04/out-of-blue.html' title='Out of the Blue'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TZyRv04dwJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/JcVaMY98fZQ/s72-c/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-393656248205361991</id><published>2011-04-04T14:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T14:17:42.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Another two weeks to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;The time before we’ve became too occupied with works&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TZliLaLE86I/AAAAAAAAAgo/N9GDvMLEcz0/s1600-h/xierradi836purple%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="xierradi836purple" border="0" alt="xierradi836purple" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TZliOkqA00I/AAAAAAAAAgs/10H9wkGsG7s/xierradi836purple_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="455" height="342" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-393656248205361991?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/393656248205361991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=393656248205361991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/393656248205361991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/393656248205361991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-two-weeks-to-go.html' title='Another two weeks to go'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TZliOkqA00I/AAAAAAAAAgs/10H9wkGsG7s/s72-c/xierradi836purple_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-2018539818721031126</id><published>2011-04-01T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T00:07:13.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Going Abroad</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Alhamdulillah….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;My little brother has confirmed his flight ticket to UK&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Wish that I can go and visit him (*have to stalk the airlines’ websites)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Train well there bro…and stop being too American in your speech (stop imitating Eminem, ok ;p) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I believe that he deserves this because all his life, he had been underestimated even by his own family (of course not by the nucleus family members ) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Guess that it’s a good thing that he followed my parents’ request to be in the army force. And he did not try to follow anyone purposely. So, please stop being so full of yourself dear anonymous. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;We create our own future through the decision that we make. Be it good or bad, it will somehow make you a wiser person as life is full of lessons. Isn’t God so generous to us? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-2018539818721031126?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/2018539818721031126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=2018539818721031126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/2018539818721031126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/2018539818721031126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/04/going-abroad.html' title='Going Abroad'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-2624369773412568460</id><published>2011-03-31T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T20:03:56.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Once Upon A Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" border="0" src="http://image.shutterstock.com/display_pic_with_logo/125977/125977,1216286136,1/stock-vector-couple-under-the-tree-in-city-park-14996629.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-2624369773412568460?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/2624369773412568460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=2624369773412568460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/2624369773412568460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/2624369773412568460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/03/once-upon-time.html' title='Once Upon A Time'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-2173206708211785078</id><published>2011-03-28T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:01:41.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Matters'/><title type='text'>U R Going to Catch Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I don't tell anyone about the way you hold my hand     &lt;br /&gt;I don't tell anyone about the things that we have planned      &lt;br /&gt;I won't tell anybody      &lt;br /&gt;Won't tell anybody      &lt;br /&gt;They want to push me down      &lt;br /&gt;They want to see you fall (down)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Won't tell anybody how you turn my world around     &lt;br /&gt;I won't tell anyone how your voice is my favourite sound      &lt;br /&gt;Won't tell anybody      &lt;br /&gt;Won't tell anybody      &lt;br /&gt;They want to see us fall      &lt;br /&gt;They want to see us fall (down)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I don't need a parachute     &lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you      &lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you      &lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute      &lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch me      &lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch if I fall      &lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;Don't believe the things you tell yourself so late night and     &lt;br /&gt;You are your own worst enemy      &lt;br /&gt;You'll never win the fight      &lt;br /&gt;Just hold on to me      &lt;br /&gt;I'll hold on to you      &lt;br /&gt;It's you and me up against the world      &lt;br /&gt;It's you and me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I don't need a parachute     &lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you      &lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you      &lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute      &lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch me      &lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch if I fall      &lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I won't fall out of love     &lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of,      &lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of love      &lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of,      &lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of love      &lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of,      &lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of love      &lt;br /&gt;I'll fall into you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Euphemia"&gt;I don't need a parachute     &lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you      &lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you      &lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute      &lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch me      &lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch if I fall      &lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;More lyrics: &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/cheryl_cole/parachute.html"&gt;http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/cheryl_cole/parachute.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-2173206708211785078?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/2173206708211785078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=2173206708211785078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/2173206708211785078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/2173206708211785078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/03/u-r-going-to-catch-me.html' title='U R Going to Catch Me'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-6559894173617942367</id><published>2011-03-28T09:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T09:56:35.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>While waiting for the lecturer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Jokerman"&gt;Him: Huuuu Napa jual mahal sangat ni?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Jokerman"&gt;Her: Tak leh ke wat keje? U nak I pandang you je the whole time?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Jokerman"&gt;Him: Boleh wat keje tp kena pandang I.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Jokerman"&gt;Her: Alalala cian…(*ngade…)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-6559894173617942367?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/6559894173617942367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=6559894173617942367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6559894173617942367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6559894173617942367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/03/while-waiting-for-lecturer.html' title='While waiting for the lecturer'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-7736950435270891746</id><published>2011-03-28T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T01:26:53.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Oh Dear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#c0504d"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;I know it is so past midnight….&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#c0504d"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;But I am craving for the taste of chocolate…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#c0504d"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;Specifically, Mum’s chocolate moist cake… &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#c0504d"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold" face="Bradley Hand ITC"&gt;Oh dear..oh dear !&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-7736950435270891746?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/7736950435270891746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=7736950435270891746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7736950435270891746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7736950435270891746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-dear.html' title='Oh Dear!'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-4618226954462312459</id><published>2011-03-20T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T23:49:40.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Nearly burnout?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Another week went by,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There goes my holiday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was filled with beneficial activities,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;None of them which I was thrilled to do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I miss swimming&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I miss watching movies&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I miss strolling around the shopping complex&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I miss walking by the sea shore&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Let’s remind myself to endure this a bit longer&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am just a step away to finish my 6-year course&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes, Strive harder nui! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;p/s: Congrats to my lil bro who has succeeded in grabbing the opportunity to go to &lt;strike&gt;Singapore&lt;/strike&gt; Sandhurst Military Academy, UK for his military training. At least u’ve done with ur&amp;#160; diploma course at KTD. I Hope more success will come to your way dear &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TYTaNqdWX9I/AAAAAAAAAgk/avpJrT-1-jU/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-4618226954462312459?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/4618226954462312459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=4618226954462312459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/4618226954462312459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/4618226954462312459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/03/nearly-burnout.html' title='Nearly burnout?!'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TYTaNqdWX9I/AAAAAAAAAgk/avpJrT-1-jU/s72-c/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-7542771993220058737</id><published>2011-03-13T12:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T12:10:13.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><title type='text'>Of a long lost father</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A message from an unknown man who was an old colleague of my father&amp;#160; was received in my other FB account.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Asking for my long lost father. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It is quite disturbing yet at the same time, intriguing as we haven’t contacted each other for so long.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was such an irony to receive such a message because I myself also wanted to know his well-being despite our disagreement in our last conversation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If he was hurt for my honest comments of not wanting to get in touch with him without my mum’s knowing, well I can’t do anything. I owed mum more than him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m torn as my heart and my rational thoughts are going in opposite poles. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I want to get a hold of him, my dad. However, he had not really been ‘a dad’ since I was age 3… Yet, I still remember and hold strongly of the good memories that we had together.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Throughout the whole time when I was in primary or high school,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I always imagine of what would become of my life should he was there with me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Because I longed to have my hands held to get me across the road and get fetched till the main gate. But, I only got to see it through my friends’ eyes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I longed to have myself been taught how to swim properly in the pool or the sea.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I longed to be tutored personally on subjects that I was not good at.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yet, it was all a dream…an unfulfilled desire. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nevertheless, I should never disregard the fact that things might not turn out to be like my ideal dreams if he were to be with me, let alone after these 20 years. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maybe it was not my destiny to have been brought up by both parents. But , I am grateful that my mum is strong enough to hold on to her life and the children and tried to compensate what we lack in life with all her might. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-7542771993220058737?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/7542771993220058737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=7542771993220058737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7542771993220058737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7542771993220058737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/03/of-long-lost-father.html' title='Of a long lost father'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-1323917458097493465</id><published>2011-03-10T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T01:31:28.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonds of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><title type='text'>Not so Fun Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This week is the worst one that I’ve experienced this month… A lot of things happening within this period.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Everyday I have presentations to be presented ? *_*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Luckily, I was able to get some nap to avoid unintended health issues&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then, I learned that I hurt a dear friend’s heart through my insensitive comments sorry darl~ &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mummy kept on calling and asked for my assignments’ progress but sometimes, she talked too much of my babies at home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But, today mummy in law gave munchkin &amp;amp; me buns specially delivered from Kuching ( through Pak Lang of course…;p), which gave me a boost! It was so thoughtful of her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My first bun was shared with three food-deprived cats…glad they liked it. Sharing is caring , right? Well, I know Im stingy when it comes to spending money but cats are my weak point. I’d rather use my last portion of money to buy their food than make myself full &amp;amp; hear them screaming due to hunger.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-rambling alone because no pillow talk sharing tonight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-1323917458097493465?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/1323917458097493465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=1323917458097493465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1323917458097493465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1323917458097493465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/03/not-so-fun-week.html' title='Not so Fun Week'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-3590678491956391594</id><published>2011-03-07T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T14:09:25.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><title type='text'>How to Pacify an Angry &amp; Discontented Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yeah, based on what happened this morning to my dear friend. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It reminded me of how I felt when I was not satisfied with things or angry or etc. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know that I’m such a complainer most of the time but personally, what a woman needs from her man is words of agreement. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s not that the reasoning should be disregarded but it should come later. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Let us hear what we want to hear first. It’s as simple as that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-3590678491956391594?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/3590678491956391594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=3590678491956391594&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3590678491956391594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3590678491956391594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-to-pacify-angry-discontented-woman.html' title='How to Pacify an Angry &amp;amp; Discontented Woman'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-3596461771023185688</id><published>2011-03-06T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T01:56:53.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Of Life and Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;There’s no exception When it comes to wanting what other people are having&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;However, I came across a quotation saying that &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Happiness isn’t having what you want, it’s wanting what you have”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;By this, we can psychologically reverse it to a thing that I can understand which would be----&amp;gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“We would only be happy once we stop wanting the things that we don’t have”…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;But I believe there are some exceptional things that we &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Need&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; to have in order to survive and be moderately happy in this world ----&amp;gt;     &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Education&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Money&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Love        &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;     &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;So, let’s remind ourselves the importance to be grateful of what we have and to be able to control ourselves from temptations that may lead to our own downfall.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-3596461771023185688?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/3596461771023185688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=3596461771023185688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3596461771023185688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/3596461771023185688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/03/of-life-and-gratitude.html' title='Of Life and Gratitude'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-467540299121272839</id><published>2011-02-24T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T01:34:03.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>OMG…Thanks to the Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;Funny how an ordinary routine turned out to be a near-death experience to me today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;It all started when we decided to have our lunch at Hasyim.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;The car was parked at the side of the road but on a sloppy area.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;As usual, I entered the car but sat behind because Kas would sit at the front.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;Everyone was chit-chatting outside while waiting for Dale.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;The driver turned on the engine and in a blink of an eye, the car moved forward.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;It happened too fast but I remembered the car was moving down the hill. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;And I couldn’t do anything but shrieking with fear.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;Luckily, the guys quickly held the car but ultimately, it was the tree and the wire of the electric pole that held us back. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h1&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;What actually happened?&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;Well, as the car was park on a sloppy area and the handbreak was not that reliable, the driver didn’t ‘free’ the gear but had it in gear 1 and he forgot to ‘free’ it back before turning on the engine. And there goes the rest of the story….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;    &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;I feel grateful that I am okay. Thank You God!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;    &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;Oh yes..this incident happened on the 23rd which made up no 5 when we add both numbers. Out of nowhere, I remembered the info that I had about numbers in fengshui &amp;amp; car. Basically, you just add up all the numbers on your car’s plat number.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: #dd8484"&gt;     &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;      &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;No 1 = ultimate, the King&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: #dd8484"&gt;No 2 = not good&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: #dd8484"&gt;No 3 = okay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: #dd8484"&gt;No 4 = okay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: #dd8484"&gt;No 5 = the car will ‘ask’ money from you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: #dd8484"&gt;no 6 = okay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: #dd8484"&gt;no 7 = you will be the transporter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: #dd8484"&gt;no 8 = very busy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: #dd8484"&gt;no 9 = forever&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;    &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;*I don’t know&amp;#160; if it’s valid or not with the actual Fengshui thingy as it was from a friend’s of a friend’s sharing. But, coincidentally, it matched. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-467540299121272839?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/467540299121272839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=467540299121272839&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/467540299121272839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/467540299121272839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/02/omgthanks-to-tree.html' title='OMG…Thanks to the Tree'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-8183013234586003292</id><published>2011-02-22T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T23:24:51.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Not so Fond of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;Okay, today I went to Taman Rimba for a jog.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;I&amp;#160; can proudly say that I managed to challenge myself to finish 1 round of the whole jogging track.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;After such a long time of not involving in any major exercising activity, I was amazed of my own decision to join the girls. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;Before leaving the park, I got to play with a cute puppy, Nanako. Her fur was so soft! It reminded me of my cats. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;Okay, just to make things clear, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h1&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;     &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;Jogging is a BIG deal to me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;Why?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;Because I dislike it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;It reminded me of the dreadful times during Rentas Desa back then. Hisy!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-8183013234586003292?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/8183013234586003292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=8183013234586003292&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8183013234586003292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/8183013234586003292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/02/not-so-fond-of-you.html' title='Not so Fond of You'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-1062951547834904896</id><published>2011-02-17T17:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T18:09:44.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>My Name At the Other Side of the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This post is totally out of the academic field. The Bachelorette 6 is one of my favourite tv shows after I watched The Bachelor 12 on Starworld. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Can I say that the places that they went for vacation were awesome?!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I was amazed when I saw my own name… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Juice ITC"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Juice ITC"&gt;Hilton Bora Bora &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;#160; Resort &amp;amp; Spa&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Juice ITC"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YEtZQihkxak/TFmw8gjjhuI/AAAAAAAAAK8/2v_irSNdKAI/s400/bora.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Calibri"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Na, even Hilton adopted my name…shweeet~ &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, maybe someday I might go there…at least in my dream. hehe&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-1062951547834904896?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/1062951547834904896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=1062951547834904896&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1062951547834904896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/1062951547834904896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/02/bachelorette.html' title='My Name At the Other Side of the World'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YEtZQihkxak/TFmw8gjjhuI/AAAAAAAAAK8/2v_irSNdKAI/s72-c/bora.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-5094327355914687841</id><published>2011-02-17T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T17:14:01.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Formspring</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It has been a while since the last time I played Formspring. There are a lot of cumulative questions posted by friends. Then, I saw that Formspring can be linked to Blogger. Ba, I experimented it as you can see in the previous posts. Not bad…I kind of digging it. ;P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-5094327355914687841?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/5094327355914687841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=5094327355914687841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5094327355914687841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/5094327355914687841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/02/formspring.html' title='Formspring'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-6698362823221520615</id><published>2011-02-17T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T16:58:13.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what would you do in a blackout at night for fun?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;main spirit2...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/xierra21?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;trivia question&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-6698362823221520615?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/6698362823221520615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=6698362823221520615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6698362823221520615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6698362823221520615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-would-you-do-in-blackout-at-night.html' title='what would you do in a blackout at night for fun?'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-6072847326584847774</id><published>2011-02-17T16:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T23:34:22.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>What do you say to people who is rude to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;i would be silent...i would only react after i went back home and felt that i shouldn't be treated that way. but to confront the person again would be too late..so, to comfort myself, i will say "God is fair,Karma is such a GooD concept which exists.&amp;nbsp;so just you wait for your turn..." then again, when i've cooled down, i just hope for everyone to be at their best well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/xierra21?utm_medium=social&amp;amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;trivia question&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-6072847326584847774?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/6072847326584847774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=6072847326584847774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6072847326584847774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6072847326584847774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-do-you-say-to-people-who-is-rude_17.html' title='What do you say to people who is rude to you?'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-7261486942995891264</id><published>2011-02-17T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T16:56:14.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What song best describes your life right now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;From this Moment-Shania Twain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/xierra21"&gt;mood jiwang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-7261486942995891264?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-7422837696228309962</id><published>2011-02-17T16:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T16:02:54.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>To those who are born in September</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Got this from Dr. Fadzilah Kamsah. It’s a bit childish for me to still refer to this but guess that I need some confidence booster by knowing a bit of myself. I know that I’ve lots of negative parts in me but as this post is about boosting self-worth, so it would somehow be positive all the way.----&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TVzWDD1KDBI/AAAAAAAAAgY/KAVLZiEH9Ks/s1600-h/september%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="september" border="0" alt="september" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TVzWHhlLl7I/AAAAAAAAAgc/0f96MbKnjdw/september_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="531" height="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay, not all of the traits fit me but some of them do. So, can la ba , right?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-7422837696228309962?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/7422837696228309962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=7422837696228309962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7422837696228309962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7422837696228309962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-those-who-are-born-in-september.html' title='To those who are born in September'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TVzWHhlLl7I/AAAAAAAAAgc/0f96MbKnjdw/s72-c/september_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-6620917824353927953</id><published>2011-02-14T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T22:36:12.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Matters'/><title type='text'>February</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Juice ITC"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4 align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Juice ITC"&gt;Everyday is special to Us.....nothing can change that...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h4 align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Juice ITC"&gt;even if we hang&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Juice ITC"&gt; out at Taj Curry House, it is still special...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h4 align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Juice ITC"&gt;especially this month, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h4 align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Juice ITC"&gt;whereby the 30th is &lt;strike&gt;missing&lt;/strike&gt;...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h4 align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Juice ITC"&gt;But we compensate it by celebrating &lt;u&gt;US&lt;/u&gt; the whole month. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Juice ITC"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TVk9SWTu1JI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/iEQUaFU5rLo/s1600-h/Xierradi724%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Xierradi724" border="0" alt="Xierradi724" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TVk9UFbGBFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/nK1uVJkxChQ/Xierradi724_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Juice ITC"&gt;A Gift from Him&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-6620917824353927953?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/6620917824353927953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=6620917824353927953&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6620917824353927953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/6620917824353927953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/02/february.html' title='February'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/TVk9UFbGBFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/nK1uVJkxChQ/s72-c/Xierradi724_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-2657457196737536917</id><published>2011-02-07T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T21:31:20.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Experience'/><title type='text'>Urban Legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Juice ITC"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Urban Legend”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;This was a special term used this semester during the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349"&gt;hard times that &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349"&gt;we waited for our allowance.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;Some guessed that it would come in when the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;peanut butter was out&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;Some predicted that it would be in before CNY &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;holidays&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;Some said that it would be in before the new &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;peanut butter is touched&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;Well, we were all in despair and out of all days,my &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;fragile spectacles were broken this morning,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;Dale said that it usually came in when my &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;spectacles are broken&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;And before I slept I said that it would be in by this &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349"&gt;very&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349"&gt; evening, just &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349"&gt;to console my broken heart&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;Guess what, I woke up from my nap with the best &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;news ever!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;br clear="all" /&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;Thank God for your mercy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;font color="#d16349" size="3"&gt;I am indeed grateful.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-2657457196737536917?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/2657457196737536917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=2657457196737536917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/2657457196737536917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/2657457196737536917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/02/urban-legend.html' title='Urban Legend'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603090736612488354.post-7200924566117111127</id><published>2011-02-05T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T21:08:00.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveiling Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiery'/><title type='text'>Irrelevant</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Do whatever you like because it’s your life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My concerns are just a fuss to you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603090736612488354-7200924566117111127?l=n3xierra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/feeds/7200924566117111127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3603090736612488354&amp;postID=7200924566117111127&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7200924566117111127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603090736612488354/posts/default/7200924566117111127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://n3xierra.blogspot.com/2011/02/irrelevant.html' title='Irrelevant'/><author><name>N3_XieRRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13790960143390918914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oLFJl8oXDxA/S8tSivyn4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/B6lUKJX7-uM/s1600-R/25412_1428571673359_1204853297_1242403_4009330_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
