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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TNpnrqPmgpI/AAAAAAAABTE/Jwj7M_w-9PQ/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537852691577209490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry for not updating for the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy with school and my family.&lt;br /&gt;And plus, I've been so restless because I'm up all night finding apps and games for my HTC.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I should be studying since my HR Management UT1 will be next week.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just too lazy to read those 6P's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Husband have been really good towards me lately.&lt;br /&gt;He's suddenly so sweet and romantic.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds scary in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;But I like it though.&lt;br /&gt;I feel touched because he doesn't normally show it to me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My progress for my FYP?&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, it kinda suck.&lt;br /&gt;Not the team.&lt;br /&gt;I love my team!&lt;br /&gt;The advisor is a fucker.&lt;br /&gt;And do I have to mention that she's INDIAN?&lt;br /&gt;No hard feelings here but in the past 20yrs that I've been living in this so-called world, I find that indian people are really really complicated.&lt;br /&gt;It's either I can't understand them because they are too fast. OR,&lt;br /&gt;They can't understand me because I'm too slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TNpnXQL6SAI/AAAAAAAABS0/rrWlZSsZNxA/s400/IMAG0510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537852340985022466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think I shall end my post here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;And Husband, I really really want to eat Thai Mango at Golden Mile Complex!&lt;br /&gt;Please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-3023627110763058313?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/3023627110763058313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/11/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3023627110763058313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3023627110763058313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/11/update.html' title='update.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TNpnrqPmgpI/AAAAAAAABTE/Jwj7M_w-9PQ/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6719695637521587027</id><published>2010-10-28T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T01:14:59.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touchscreen games.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMhcvj7EFbI/AAAAAAAABSs/s3Ydk3cfJrc/s400/IMAG0475.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532774114391233970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello Gorgeous people!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'll have a very quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I am busy downloading Java games to my HTC.&lt;br /&gt;Hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;I now have,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asphalt 4: Elite Racing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bejeweled&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate Shop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DJ Mix Tour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guitar Hero 5 Mobile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hotel Tycoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moto GP 2009&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pocket Chef&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pro Moto Racing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other non-java games,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 Player Reactor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bistro Cook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jewels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mad Puzzle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sally Salon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sniper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ta-BooYa Lite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tachinomi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very happy girl with so many games on my HTC.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have a folder that consists thousands on Touchscreen games on my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;So, if I'm done playing those in my HTC, I'll just delete them and install a new one.&lt;br /&gt;Best!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6719695637521587027?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6719695637521587027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/touchscreen-games.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6719695637521587027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6719695637521587027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/touchscreen-games.html' title='touchscreen games.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMhcvj7EFbI/AAAAAAAABSs/s3Ydk3cfJrc/s72-c/IMAG0475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-2790656620594534105</id><published>2010-10-27T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T00:25:39.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hair.</title><content type='html'>Hello world!&lt;br /&gt;I have no school today and no FYP too.&lt;br /&gt;I am a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I'm always available and free on Wednesday because my FYP is on every Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Because all of my team mates got a 5-day school and my Advisor is unavailable during Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am able to sleep like a pig and snore like a piglet. =)&lt;br /&gt;And today my room feels air-conditioned.&lt;br /&gt;The fan is spinning like crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally enjoying HR Management Module.&lt;br /&gt;Yess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMb9r7Dn21I/AAAAAAAABSk/BG6V_YFp4l4/s400/IMAG0448.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532388123300322130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See that?&lt;br /&gt;My 'Messy' hair that I like.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the white face.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like I'm putting flour on my face as an alternative to Foundations or Face Powder. Hahha. But no.&lt;br /&gt;The flash is absolutely bright and that place is not for cam-whoring. ='(&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't look dark but when took a picture without the flash, yupp, it's dark.&lt;br /&gt;So, bare with the white face, hor. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMb9rYc3UKI/AAAAAAAABSc/9aWsYYMWyRM/s400/IMAG0451.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532388114010951842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this?&lt;br /&gt;The Husband prefer my hair to be this way instead of having a Bangs.&lt;br /&gt;So, he actually help me style my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Not use to it though.&lt;br /&gt;But the Husband like it this way. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll try but I'm not sure that I will like it. Hehhe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-2790656620594534105?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/2790656620594534105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2790656620594534105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2790656620594534105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/hair.html' title='hair.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMb9r7Dn21I/AAAAAAAABSk/BG6V_YFp4l4/s72-c/IMAG0448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-2212899027775381337</id><published>2010-10-25T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T00:43:24.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMWxfBGikxI/AAAAAAAABSU/rwTkw8w_4OA/s400/IMAG0404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532022863724450578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can I cry now?&lt;br /&gt;The thought of it makes me so fucking sad and angry.&lt;br /&gt;It's such a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe of what I'm getting.&lt;br /&gt;It just sucks knowing that you've work so hard for it.&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day, it's all nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stress.&lt;br /&gt;Husband have been trying to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;But everytime I think about it, it just break me into tiny molecules. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully there's some reason for this to happen.&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully that reason come fast.&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't take it anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMWxdxWcqvI/AAAAAAAABSM/SxKi5fHsxl8/s400/IMAG0401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532022842316335858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That explains. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm back home.&lt;br /&gt;Had a sleepover at the Husband's on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;That explains why I've not been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little sister is out camping with her school.&lt;br /&gt;And I have the whole bed all to myself!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wish the Husband was here.&lt;br /&gt;I could cuddle-cuddle him like he did to me last night.&lt;br /&gt;But too bad, I pushed him away. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;I can't concentrate sleeping when someone is touching me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sensitive when it comes to my sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-2212899027775381337?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/2212899027775381337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2212899027775381337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2212899027775381337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/sleep.html' title='sleep.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMWxfBGikxI/AAAAAAAABSU/rwTkw8w_4OA/s72-c/IMAG0404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-7076195043345194401</id><published>2010-10-24T02:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T02:09:19.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMMjR7lnfTI/AAAAAAAABSE/B8lZzXHYn4U/s400/IMAG0363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531303558301318450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the mood to explain in details or even blog about my recent birthday.&lt;br /&gt;It's not the husband's fault.&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, he made my day. Surprise much? Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I spent. Went shopping for three dresses.&lt;br /&gt;Cost over a S$100. For three dresses?&lt;br /&gt;I think mom could find those three in less than S$50 or maybe at least S$80.&lt;br /&gt;Went Forever21 and Miss Emily.&lt;br /&gt;The dresses over at Miss Emily is so pretty and not forgetting those pretty sparkle and glittery headbands. =)&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to buy one more of those but too expensive for a headband.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect myself to be buying a couple of dress over at Forever21.&lt;br /&gt;But I did. They caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Husband for trying to put a smile on my face despite so much that happen on that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-7076195043345194401?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/7076195043345194401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7076195043345194401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7076195043345194401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/birthday.html' title='birthday?'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMMjR7lnfTI/AAAAAAAABSE/B8lZzXHYn4U/s72-c/IMAG0363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6833655516664192292</id><published>2010-10-23T02:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T02:48:33.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hair routine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMHWyLTBRGI/AAAAAAAABR8/JRMoYoT9e0U/s400/IMAG0396h-horz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530937974902047842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I start blogging, let's all sing me a Birthday song!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had my lunch cum dinner at Pataya Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I love the Sambal Belacan and the Seafood Salad.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the Tom Yum Soup. Yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to school today because,...&lt;br /&gt;I was super lazy to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;And because Husband is not schooling too. =)&lt;br /&gt;Ini lah dinamanya sehati sejiwa. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I'm not schooling, I pamper myself with Hair Products!!!&lt;br /&gt;I like!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the ugly hair. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(It's wet and wet bangs are ugly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMHWx8C1JlI/AAAAAAAABR0/1Y_P1ECNDC4/s400/IMAG0346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530937970807613010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After Shampoo-ing and Conditioner-ing my hair, I apply the Hair Mask!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with the Essentials Damage-Care Hair Mask!&lt;br /&gt;I used to apply the L'oreal Elseve Smooth-Intense Anti-Frizz Mask.&lt;br /&gt;It's good but it's rather expensive.&lt;br /&gt;About a dollar expensive than the Essentials. =)&lt;br /&gt;I apply it on my hair thoroughly and leave it to dry for at least 15minutes.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I leave it for almost 30mins. Hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;Confirm your hair is smooth like a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMHWxbicYSI/AAAAAAAABRs/ROqsNfM0_es/s400/IMAG0352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530937962081837346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Up next is the Ellips Hair Vitamin Capsules.&lt;br /&gt;It's advisable to buy those capsules in a bottle which contains 50 capsules.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's cheaper than if you buy those in 6 capsules in a packet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMHWw1Wd5CI/AAAAAAAABRk/SEeFd2KrCVM/s400/IMAG0355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530937951831057442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After letting my hair dry (after the hair mask routine), I apply 1 capsule of those and making sure that I add most at the ends (because the ends tends to be very damage and dry).&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to apply when hair is half dry.&lt;br /&gt;But I apply it when hair is totally dry. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;It makes my hair more smoother and much more shiny (but not oily).&lt;br /&gt;Makes the hair look healthy and fuller. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I repeat all those step every day except for Hair Mask.&lt;br /&gt;I only apply it twice a week or maybe sometimes thrice.&lt;br /&gt;Depends on the mood of my hair. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMHWwbf5PEI/AAAAAAAABRc/CKq9MZTAL5I/s400/IMAG0323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530937944891276354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow I'm celebrating my 20th birthday with the Husband.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to rent a car but Daddy doesn't allow since Husband just passed. ='(&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what the Husband is giving me for my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he's buying me more M.A.C. cosmetics. Wow...&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe more dresses.&lt;br /&gt;Or or a trip to Sakura!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,... guess I'll have to wait tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6833655516664192292?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6833655516664192292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/hair-routine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6833655516664192292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6833655516664192292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/hair-routine.html' title='hair routine.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMHWyLTBRGI/AAAAAAAABR8/JRMoYoT9e0U/s72-c/IMAG0396h-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-3045133601011500093</id><published>2010-10-22T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T01:23:48.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no no sleep time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMB16DEiEeI/AAAAAAAABQs/edMR8eWtxyU/s400/IMAG0216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530549982528147938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am blogging. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go to school tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I can wake up cause I've been waking up early and sleeping very late since Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;I have to blame myself for not sleeping actually.&lt;br /&gt;But the problem is, I can't put myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Should consider sleeping pills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to blog crap here.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-3045133601011500093?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/3045133601011500093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-no-sleep-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3045133601011500093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3045133601011500093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-no-sleep-time.html' title='no no sleep time.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMB16DEiEeI/AAAAAAAABQs/edMR8eWtxyU/s72-c/IMAG0216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-5976710446965710717</id><published>2010-10-22T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T00:28:24.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no title.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMBmvPbhe4I/AAAAAAAABQk/dOo3xy5z8n0/s400/IMAG0318-horz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530533304192826242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Didn't notice that the side of my hair is Brown-ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleeping by now.&lt;br /&gt;The Husband is already asleep and so is the rest of the family.&lt;br /&gt;Except for me. Hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to download more games!!!&lt;br /&gt;But there aren't many Touchscreen ones.&lt;br /&gt;So far, I have Diner Dash 2, Bejeweled and Hotel Tycoon java games.&lt;br /&gt;I want more Java please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's school today?&lt;br /&gt;It was very boring.&lt;br /&gt;The Husband was working.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks for sending me to school during your working hours. =)&lt;br /&gt;Ouhh, and the Husband also deliver McDonald to me during lunch. Wee!&lt;br /&gt;He works as a McDonald rider btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to rent a car!!!&lt;br /&gt;I want Husband to drive me around together with Ryiesha!!!&lt;br /&gt;(He passed his Class 3 yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;He really have a hobby of collecting license. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;Class 2 on its way!&lt;br /&gt;Then he'll be having a complete Motor License! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Then off to Uncle's house for some Kenduri Arwah I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I enjoy the Problem Statement that was given in school today.&lt;br /&gt;It's about House Loan. =)&lt;br /&gt;Just what I need since I am and I will buy a house in a few years time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end my post here.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight gorgeous people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMBmu9kvldI/AAAAAAAABQc/GKU8JN_dvEs/s400/IMAG0316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530533299399661010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See how shiny and silky my hair is. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-5976710446965710717?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/5976710446965710717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5976710446965710717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5976710446965710717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-title.html' title='no title.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TMBmvPbhe4I/AAAAAAAABQk/dOo3xy5z8n0/s72-c/IMAG0318-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-5774355995845122713</id><published>2010-10-21T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T00:49:50.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>family.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TL8ZDF9Ai4I/AAAAAAAABQU/x17Tvj51GqM/s400/IMAG0299-horz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530166408362625922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandfather just passed away today.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect to hear that news in the early morning which is at 4.20am.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not good at showing my feelings to the dead or to someone who's sad about that incident.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I didn't know what to feel, or what to say, or even what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel sad obviously for those who will miss my Grandfather so much especially my Grandmother. Speaking of them, their wedding anniversary was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;So, it's really heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't imagine how Grandmother is going to live her life after this.&lt;br /&gt;If I were in her place right now, I don't feel like living anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But heck, only the strong ones are able to make it.&lt;br /&gt;So, that makes me the weak ones which I totally agree. =)&lt;br /&gt;(I'm starting to talk crap in horrible English. Tsk. Skip.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with the Husband and Ryiesha today after the Kenduri Arwah.&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;Ryiesha is sooo noisy.&lt;br /&gt;And we had dinner at Swensen's. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;Ryiesha was the main attraction there for the waitresses. Hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;They kept teasing her and tickling her baby feet.&lt;br /&gt;And they gave Ryiesha a Swensen's biscuit. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought the Husband a new Goldlion rubber belt which cost $49 but when paid using POSB NETS, there's 10% off. Weee!!!&lt;br /&gt;The belt is awesome-ly nice.&lt;br /&gt;Not like the guy's ordinary black belt la.&lt;br /&gt;Hahha. I don't have any pictures of it currently.&lt;br /&gt;Will take a pic of it one day. Which is a maybe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Husband bought me 4 pairs of Spectacle Hut's contacts.&lt;br /&gt;Got myself, Purple, Blue, Green and Black. =)&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting, bought two new eye lashes!!!&lt;br /&gt;I love CANMAKE eyelashes.&lt;br /&gt;But it's rather expensive. But it's really of good quality.&lt;br /&gt;The glue and the lashes last longer than those cheaper ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today is the best Family outing so far.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't spent much today.&lt;br /&gt;Except for a few hair products from Essentials. =)&lt;br /&gt;Shampoo, Conditioner &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Hair Mask.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting Hair Vitamins from Ellips.&lt;br /&gt;A must daily routine to keep hair healthy and moisturize.&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually trying not to cut my hair cause I love long hair.&lt;br /&gt;So pretty!&lt;br /&gt;But I need to always keep my hair healthy and free from any damages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;I got school tomorrow. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-5774355995845122713?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/5774355995845122713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5774355995845122713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5774355995845122713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/family.html' title='family.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TL8ZDF9Ai4I/AAAAAAAABQU/x17Tvj51GqM/s72-c/IMAG0299-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-116018808681704993</id><published>2010-10-17T01:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T02:18:33.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>next week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TLnsFQ616jI/AAAAAAAABQM/kVX1n9ol4CE/s400/IMAG0272f-horz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528709592759265842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stress with a lot of things right now and I doubt that I could handle them well.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish that I was never ever created in this world.&lt;br /&gt;The world is full of obstacles that I need to go through.&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things that I need to do and to think.&lt;br /&gt;Can't I just pause the time and let me fly peacefully?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------   ----------   ----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is infested with mosquitoes!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's so frustrating when you tried to blog, then you suddenly hear a mosquito sound passing your ear. And worst, I kept scratching which is not good for my skin. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is coming soon and I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;Husband going to take me out for a drive together with Ryiesha! Aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of next week, I'll be having an appointment with the NUS counselor.&lt;br /&gt;I actually volunteer myself to help them with their assignment.&lt;br /&gt;They're actually trying to find out ways to stop teenagers having unprotected sex which leads to AIDS or STD s and also to give awareness to them.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I'm paid S$30 for everytime I meet them. =)&lt;br /&gt;The last time that I helped them, I really enjoy myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-116018808681704993?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/116018808681704993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/next-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/116018808681704993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/116018808681704993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/next-week.html' title='next week.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TLnsFQ616jI/AAAAAAAABQM/kVX1n9ol4CE/s72-c/IMAG0272f-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-4736997444804755049</id><published>2010-10-16T01:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T01:49:13.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't read.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TLiTYms-TNI/AAAAAAAABPs/oSUPJj57EZI/s400/IMAG0237-horz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528330593512606930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello gorgeous people out there!&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I have no updates today.&lt;br /&gt;Just blogging for the sake of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon. Maybe. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-4736997444804755049?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/4736997444804755049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/dont-read.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4736997444804755049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4736997444804755049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/dont-read.html' title='don&apos;t read.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TLiTYms-TNI/AAAAAAAABPs/oSUPJj57EZI/s72-c/IMAG0237-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-975107563103687128</id><published>2010-10-13T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T20:10:24.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TLWgnaV0qDI/AAAAAAAABPk/PsGJvmaHMus/s400/IMAG0211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527500716613347378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not going to elaborate on my first day of a new semester.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new except for a new classmates.&lt;br /&gt;I know most of the classmate, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So, it's not really that new.&lt;br /&gt;Only for a few of them. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I came in late to class.&lt;br /&gt;Like I care.&lt;br /&gt;I usually do come in late. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing much to update though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon.&lt;br /&gt;If there's spark in my life, I will. Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TLWgmymWfoI/AAAAAAAABPc/cUGyg3mlyjg/s400/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527500705945255554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-975107563103687128?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/975107563103687128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/975107563103687128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/975107563103687128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/nothing.html' title='nothing.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TLWgnaV0qDI/AAAAAAAABPk/PsGJvmaHMus/s72-c/IMAG0211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-3562036776771092981</id><published>2010-10-08T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T15:39:47.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>october.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please make October a fun month for me.&lt;br /&gt;Make me the most happiest girl.&lt;br /&gt;Make me smile and laugh all day.&lt;br /&gt;A month where I will never ever cry myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;A month without sadness or anger or disappointment.&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/1004122651582784756-3562036776771092981?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/3562036776771092981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/october.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3562036776771092981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3562036776771092981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/october.html' title='october.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6269521609497501870</id><published>2010-10-06T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T20:53:33.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paris hilton.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TKxwoVVrdwI/AAAAAAAABPU/hTCgV_B1xLI/s400/100-196-thickbox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524914681101907714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This look cute except for the doggy picture all over.&lt;br /&gt;But heck, it's Paris Hilton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Paris, I am going to Pavilion @ KL as soon as possible!&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Ade kedai Paris Hilton, lahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to buy her bag, her shoes, everything!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Husband?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6269521609497501870?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6269521609497501870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/paris-hilton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6269521609497501870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6269521609497501870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/paris-hilton.html' title='paris hilton.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TKxwoVVrdwI/AAAAAAAABPU/hTCgV_B1xLI/s72-c/100-196-thickbox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6844347146676878308</id><published>2010-10-05T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T01:11:58.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely.</title><content type='html'>I'm starting to hate where i am right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to regret all the sacrifices i've made.&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything that i've become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so damn fucking meaningless to me right now.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so empty and miserable every single day even when i'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say this, but it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always complaining that you're tired.&lt;br /&gt;When you're with me, your body is there but i feel emptiness. Like the 'you' never exist.&lt;br /&gt;It's only me who make all the moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss the old time.&lt;br /&gt;Where we use to chill at changi beach in the afternoon, playing with my hair, talking shit.&lt;br /&gt;We use to go eat at all over singapore even though it's so far away.&lt;br /&gt;You never fail to put a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now? You're always working your ass out.&lt;br /&gt;We met once a week. And wat did we do? Stayed at ur home.&lt;br /&gt;We never talk on the phone late at night until morning like we used to.&lt;br /&gt;You're always sleeping cause u're tired.&lt;br /&gt;Msgg? Hardly. Cause you're busy working or sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how lonely i really feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you accompany me to shop.p&lt;br /&gt;But we hardly ever sit down and talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i hear u telling me stories about your previous week event. It's so outdated and i only got to know i later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really envy those couple who get to take lovely photo of themselves. Me? None.&lt;br /&gt;I envy them cause  they get to go picnic and to places where every couple goes to have a romantic date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you pour so many luxury on me like no other couple does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But baby, money doesn't feel or mean anything.&lt;br /&gt;It's only temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, you're sleeping like a pig. Me? I'm typing this blog crying. And you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lonely inside. Very lonely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6844347146676878308?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6844347146676878308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/lonely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6844347146676878308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6844347146676878308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/10/lonely.html' title='lonely.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-2212340783325936913</id><published>2010-09-30T13:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T13:51:48.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cooking dash 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cooking Dash 3: Thrill and Spills Collector's Edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TKQkl8EBHUI/AAAAAAAABPI/ZD-f4EApCHM/s400/mm3dc4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522579277259808066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet Flo and the rest of the DinerToons as youthful DinerTeens, working their first summer job at Mr. Big’s theme park restaurants. Serve sit-down customers, bag up food for Dash-Thru diners, revamp every restaurant in the park, while keeping your composure in this fast-paced Time Management game! sorry you cannot drink a beer with razz in this game! Fun themed venues like the Log Jam and Spooky Shack will keep you on your toes in Cooking Dash 3: Thrills &amp;amp; Spills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; The Collector’s Edition includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; Exclusive Big Gold Rush venue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Built in Strategy Guide&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Wonderful wallpapers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sensational screensaver&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 50 fast-paced levels of play&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Fun themed venues like the Log Jam, Spooky Shack, and Deep Dive!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; New Dash-Thru window service to keep you on your toes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Nostalgic DinerTeen flashbacks + 9 customer personality types&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="display: inline; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotfile.com/dl/72679829/394f8f0/Cooking_Dash_3-Thrills_and_Spills_CE.rar.html"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-2212340783325936913?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/2212340783325936913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/cooking-dash-3-thrill-and-spills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2212340783325936913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2212340783325936913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/cooking-dash-3-thrill-and-spills.html' title='cooking dash 3'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TKQkl8EBHUI/AAAAAAAABPI/ZD-f4EApCHM/s72-c/mm3dc4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6444769577358551408</id><published>2010-09-30T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T13:42:56.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>downloads.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TKQgvIHBjiI/AAAAAAAABPA/WFbo7rgYVjI/s400/Gossip_Girl_title_card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522575037065956898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so bored right now.&lt;br /&gt;Should be doing my FYP today but none of called. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;But it's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's raining and I'm feeling awesome staying at home, still in my pajamas. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially, I have no Web Cam! What an asshole la.&lt;br /&gt;It's not even recognize in my Device Driver.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid shit ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I watch Gossip Girl?&lt;br /&gt;I have the season 4 with me.&lt;br /&gt;But it's no fun watching it when the season is not yet complete.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I hate to get stuck in the middle of the season and the other episodes are not available for downloads because it's still airing.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should wait for season 4 to complete.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I should re-watch from Season 1 - 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to Gossip Girl, my D Drive is already in red. It's full.&lt;br /&gt;Adnan Sempit the Series already takes about 7GB.&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl, confirm a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'm going to download Lagenda Budak Setan: The Series.&lt;br /&gt;Watched the movie. It's ok.&lt;br /&gt;Dislike the actress. The main one.&lt;br /&gt;Should get someone prettier though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think "the series" is way better than the movie itself. =)&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's more jokes and story line to it.&lt;br /&gt;Just like Adnan Sempit: the Series.&lt;br /&gt;It's much more funnier than the movie. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been downloading so many movies and TV drama/series recently.&lt;br /&gt;The download is very fast.&lt;br /&gt;And best of all, it's in Mediafire!&lt;br /&gt;Mediafire is so easy to use.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Rapidshare.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even use it.&lt;br /&gt;It kept saying I'm still downloading or I've exceeded the limit. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so hungry.&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing for me to eat or cook.&lt;br /&gt;Except for Maggie.&lt;br /&gt;Should I eat Maggie?&lt;br /&gt;Or should I cook Nasi Goreng?&lt;br /&gt;Lazy...&lt;br /&gt;Sayangg, deliver McSpicy to me now! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6444769577358551408?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6444769577358551408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/downloads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6444769577358551408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6444769577358551408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/downloads.html' title='downloads.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TKQgvIHBjiI/AAAAAAAABPA/WFbo7rgYVjI/s72-c/Gossip_Girl_title_card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-3583597310679461933</id><published>2010-09-29T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T22:30:30.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short. very.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TKNMzNcRnaI/AAAAAAAABO4/y6LSx-h1L4U/s400/IMAG0203-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522342010751655330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day, gorgeous people!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;Let's just have a short and quick update here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to school tomorrow for FYP.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe dinner with the Husband later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very short update from me, Nina.&lt;br /&gt;Bye people!&lt;br /&gt;It's GLEE time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-3583597310679461933?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/3583597310679461933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/short-very.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3583597310679461933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3583597310679461933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/short-very.html' title='short. very.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TKNMzNcRnaI/AAAAAAAABO4/y6LSx-h1L4U/s72-c/IMAG0203-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6912888198519394587</id><published>2010-09-28T21:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T22:18:52.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zaps in a day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TKHu6m5wVgI/AAAAAAAABOw/NxGkkbvfrDY/s400/IMAG0205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521957308775552514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello gorgeous people reading this blog of mine. =)&lt;br /&gt;I got to share this joke of the day between me and the Husband that just happen a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to those non-Malay readers. I'm not a good translator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina:&lt;/span&gt; We? Going town next week? Silap-silap satu keluarga kau ikut sekali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husband:&lt;/span&gt; Hahha. No la. Naik motor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina:&lt;/span&gt; Ryiesha ikut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husband:&lt;/span&gt; Yes. My *basket ade pee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(*basket refers to the basket at the Husband bike)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina:&lt;/span&gt; Kencing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husband:&lt;/span&gt; Kencing ape???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina:&lt;/span&gt; U said "pee". Kencing la tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husband:&lt;/span&gt; Hahha. Lawak la kau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina:&lt;/span&gt; Abey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husband&lt;/span&gt;: Abey ape? I confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina:&lt;/span&gt; Klu "pee" bukan kencing, ape "pee"???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it? If not, knock your head three times.&lt;br /&gt;I tot the "pee" refers to kencing.&lt;br /&gt;Rupa-rupa nye, "pee" is a short form of "ape".&lt;br /&gt;I seriously thought there's "pee" in his basket. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;I was really bengap la.&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing my ass out.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I spot my own mistake.&lt;br /&gt;If the Husband yang spot kan, lagi wa malu. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, end of joke session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from my in-laws'.&lt;br /&gt;Had a sleepover on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had treatment for my hair!&lt;br /&gt;Wee! Thanks dear Lao Gong.&lt;br /&gt;The lady gave me superb customer service!&lt;br /&gt;Service baik punya!!! Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;She massage my head for at least 20mins.&lt;br /&gt;Not just ordinary massage but an OSIM-like massage.&lt;br /&gt;She even asked me to close my eyes and she did her "OSIM" vibrate on my head.&lt;br /&gt;I thought she really do put something vibrating.&lt;br /&gt;But it's only her hands moving in circle.&lt;br /&gt;Cool!&lt;br /&gt;And she also impress me with her "snapping-the-fingers-massage".&lt;br /&gt;She snap snap snap her fingers and it actually feels like there's a ball bouncing on my head.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, she impress me with her massage skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than her massage skill, there is also some things that really impress and amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;Introducing,...&lt;br /&gt;The NEW! Garnier Pure Active Spot Roll-On.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TKHu6eCcrfI/AAAAAAAABOo/eOIIyg36KH8/s1600/pure+roll+on.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 398px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TKHu6eCcrfI/AAAAAAAABOo/eOIIyg36KH8/s400/pure+roll+on.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521957306396093938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This baby is my new BFF!&lt;br /&gt;I shall bring her where ever I go.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I removes HUGE PIMPLES in 1 DAY!&lt;br /&gt;I've tried it! Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a huge but cannot be seen pimple on my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;It's very hard to spot but when touch, you will know that's a huge pimple.&lt;br /&gt;I've been putting OXY on that beast for almost 3days.&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't quite show any results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I bought this Garnier Spot Roll-On.&lt;br /&gt;On first apply, it's very cooling.&lt;br /&gt;The substance is 'transparent'.&lt;br /&gt;And it dries up fast.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike OXY.&lt;br /&gt;(**sorry. I don't describe things well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So here's the best part.&lt;br /&gt;I apply some on that ugly beast which is about the size of a pea.&lt;br /&gt;And the next day,.. POOF!&lt;br /&gt;It's gone!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously gone!&lt;br /&gt;Like MAGIC!&lt;br /&gt;Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does it remove pimples, it also removes blackheads or marks that is caused by ex-pimples. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you really want to remove pimples at the fastest time, get that Garnier Spot Roll-On.&lt;br /&gt;The cost of it? It's around $19.90.&lt;br /&gt;Depends on where you bought it. Some Watsons may have a sale going on.&lt;br /&gt;So, it may be cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the bad news.&lt;br /&gt;That Garnier Spot Roll-On works awesome.&lt;br /&gt;But the cons of it? It dries up your skins.&lt;br /&gt;Just like any other ordinary pimple free treatment.&lt;br /&gt;It's best to not use it most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Because it will really really dry up your skin.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe once a day will do since the Garnier Spot Roll-On zap it in 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm done updating.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day gorgeous people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6912888198519394587?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6912888198519394587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/zaps-in-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6912888198519394587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6912888198519394587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/zaps-in-day.html' title='zaps in a day.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TKHu6m5wVgI/AAAAAAAABOw/NxGkkbvfrDY/s72-c/IMAG0205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-5323547190386363259</id><published>2010-09-26T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T01:40:08.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJ4qw82_bPI/AAAAAAAABOY/c5JqzfNmtRY/s400/IMAG0164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520897213661670642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello gorgeous people reading this blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;I've not been updating frequently. My apologies.&lt;br /&gt;I am a very happy girl. For now. For this week. Only.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I just went shopping with the Husband on Friday!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear Lao Gong for the accompany and for not working on that day.&lt;br /&gt;Wee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining heavily when we reached Town.&lt;br /&gt;What a day, huh.&lt;br /&gt;But thank God, it stopped in 30mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I always head to my usual shopping palace, 313@Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;But before we head there, we went Heeren.&lt;br /&gt;The Husband wanted to get himself slippers, I think.&lt;br /&gt;But he didn't la.&lt;br /&gt;I bought him a pair of Rip Curl shoe and a wallet.&lt;br /&gt;And, I also bought myself a pair of Reef's. *pointing at the picture below*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJ4qwatjWPI/AAAAAAAABOQ/B8iVW-u1KiI/s400/IMAG0141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520897204495276274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;I was only attracted to it due to the awesome color on it.&lt;br /&gt;It looks funky to me. =)&lt;br /&gt;We spent a total of $160++ alone on that particular shop. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First shop that I went when I reached 313@Somerset is Hula&amp;amp;Co.&lt;br /&gt;It's cheap but everytime I went there, I'm rather disappointed at the collection they have there.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only interested in one dress. And I have to force myself to like another.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because the second piece is at $15. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;Bought myself two dresses at Hula&amp;amp;Co. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop is at Charles &amp;amp; Keith.&lt;br /&gt;Bought myself a purse. Finally!&lt;br /&gt;I have been purse-less for almost 3 years!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with the color.&lt;br /&gt;It's peachy-pink and very glossy!!! Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;And I also got myself a bag! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to Forever 21. Bought nothing there.&lt;br /&gt;The price is a bit ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;I could find a better dress that is much more cheaper. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is Chaos.&lt;br /&gt;I love going to that place.&lt;br /&gt;Skimpy outfits! Sexy oi!&lt;br /&gt;In love with a black dress. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;The price of the dresses at Chaos is very reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;The quality is good.&lt;br /&gt;Usually it cost $49.90. But it's pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending so much, I decided to stop shopping and maybe head home.&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly,...&lt;br /&gt;I saw my all-time favourite slipper that I have been finding for years.&lt;br /&gt;(The wedge flip flops)&lt;br /&gt;It's the Havaianas high strap/wedge.&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with it almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;But when asked for my size, there's no more stock!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, the kakak actually ask us to go another shop which is located at ION.&lt;br /&gt;Ape lagi, pergi lahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walk around ION.&lt;br /&gt;Before heading to Havaianas, we went to Topshop.&lt;br /&gt;And I bought myself two tops. =)&lt;br /&gt;Suka sgtt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy trying to find the Havaianas.&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I found it. =) *pointing at the picture below*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJ4qwKnKIsI/AAAAAAAABOI/s2RnpcozLRM/s400/IMAG0143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520897200173490882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;But when I surfed the net, the Havaianas high strap/wedge is supposed to look like the picture below.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder they call it high strap.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know it actually.&lt;br /&gt;But heck, I prefer my own way better. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJ4sjp4gBQI/AAAAAAAABOg/P43_mRKNFYY/s400/d_2000000360003_196_28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520899184252683522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But it's rather expensive. =(&lt;br /&gt;$69.90.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I don't waste my money and in the end, not even wearing those baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, we spent close to $500.&lt;br /&gt;I love shopping with the Husband.&lt;br /&gt;Will do this again soon, ok?&lt;br /&gt;Before school reopens, ok?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the update that I have now.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight gorgeous people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-5323547190386363259?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/5323547190386363259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5323547190386363259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5323547190386363259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/shopping.html' title='shopping.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJ4qw82_bPI/AAAAAAAABOY/c5JqzfNmtRY/s72-c/IMAG0164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-7292442590087051741</id><published>2010-09-22T15:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T15:31:38.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing the old you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://his-herquotes.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJmn1EOk0rI/AAAAAAAABOA/Rke-d7ujxQM/s400/color28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519627348429034162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently downloading Adnan Sempit: The Series. From episode 1 to 24. I like. =)&lt;br /&gt;I have still yet to complete Jersey Shore Season 2. There's still two more episode!&lt;br /&gt;Will continue watching it later at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining heavily here in Jurong.&lt;br /&gt;And I am still sick.&lt;br /&gt;Having a really bad cough and my flu is getting so bad now.&lt;br /&gt;Should head to the doctor soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a sleepover at the in-laws on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;It's only a day btw.&lt;br /&gt;It's rather boring sleeping over actually.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much that I could do at that place.&lt;br /&gt;There's no board games or even card games.&lt;br /&gt;Or something that could entertain me.&lt;br /&gt;Television and laptops are out of the question.&lt;br /&gt;I want to do something that could interact with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's only me and the Husband.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be playing or watching alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really sure if I'm sleeping over again next week.&lt;br /&gt;It's rather uncomfortable sleeping at people's house.&lt;br /&gt;And I always try to look my best.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm sleeping. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, I'm not even myself when I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I'm doing it all for the Husband and my dear Ryiesha. =)&lt;br /&gt;All for the family and will do the best for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till school opens.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm dead bored at home.&lt;br /&gt;The Husband is always working. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;I never get the chance to be with him. Just him for the whole entire day.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the old days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-7292442590087051741?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/7292442590087051741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/missing-old-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7292442590087051741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7292442590087051741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/missing-old-you.html' title='missing the old you.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJmn1EOk0rI/AAAAAAAABOA/Rke-d7ujxQM/s72-c/color28.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-1327510052475486580</id><published>2010-09-18T15:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T16:04:31.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the two of us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha/blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJRxP_nG2DI/AAAAAAAABN4/Rc9JEu8gwCw/s400/Showlogo-tayongdalawa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518159963023136818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently I'm watching this Philippine prime time drama series at Channel 5.&lt;br /&gt;After watching it from the start of the episode, I'm starting to like this drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the actor, is so cute! Jake Cuenca, playing as David "Dave" Garcia, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Bye gorgeous people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-1327510052475486580?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/1327510052475486580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-of-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/1327510052475486580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/1327510052475486580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-of-us.html' title='the two of us.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJRxP_nG2DI/AAAAAAAABN4/Rc9JEu8gwCw/s72-c/Showlogo-tayongdalawa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-77712554913482048</id><published>2010-09-18T12:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T12:09:38.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http:/his-herquotes.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJQ6MWGleNI/AAAAAAAABNw/_tu64zOZAU8/s400/color24.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518099427201743058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so bored right now.&lt;br /&gt;No one is at home except me and my baby.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is out including both my parents who are now on the way to Johore to do some Hari Raya visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the Husband is not working right now.&lt;br /&gt;Because I feel like going out as a family to somewhere nice.&lt;br /&gt;And I think Baby Ryiesha will agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;She seems bored.&lt;br /&gt;She kept whining and saying "Papa" all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she misses her Dad. Aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sick. Nothing change.&lt;br /&gt;It's still the same as yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I still feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm off to watch some Korean Drama.&lt;br /&gt;Mischievous Kiss!&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day ahead, gorgeous people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-77712554913482048?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/77712554913482048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/77712554913482048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/77712554913482048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/bored.html' title='bored.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJQ6MWGleNI/AAAAAAAABNw/_tu64zOZAU8/s72-c/color24.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-3999050492504724399</id><published>2010-09-18T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T01:09:24.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth or dare.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://his-herquotes.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJOgbULcsAI/AAAAAAAABNo/vitu_Agq42g/s400/color11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517930359592628226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-3999050492504724399?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/3999050492504724399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/truth-or-dare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3999050492504724399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3999050492504724399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/truth-or-dare.html' title='truth or dare.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJOgbULcsAI/AAAAAAAABNo/vitu_Agq42g/s72-c/color11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-4641723071060583274</id><published>2010-09-18T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T00:13:18.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>done.</title><content type='html'>Open  house is done and finally over.&lt;br /&gt;Currently, i'm updating my blog through my HTC because i am so lazy to switch on my laptop. :)&lt;br /&gt;The Husband is back home and will be off to Johore soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard blogging using this touch screen qwerty pad.&lt;br /&gt;Did i even spell it right? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, i may be staying over my in-law. &lt;br /&gt;I have yet to visit them for Hari Raya.&lt;br /&gt;What a great in-law i make. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have yet to catch resident evil.&lt;br /&gt;I need to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;It's not a want. That's a need.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-4641723071060583274?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/4641723071060583274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/done_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4641723071060583274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4641723071060583274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/done_18.html' title='done.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-4998804243813278641</id><published>2010-09-17T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T17:51:52.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tumblr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://his-herquotes.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJM6F2d6fRI/AAAAAAAABNg/nY7AZOtVbrg/s400/color9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517817840653729042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-4998804243813278641?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/4998804243813278641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/tumblr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4998804243813278641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4998804243813278641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/tumblr.html' title='tumblr.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TJM6F2d6fRI/AAAAAAAABNg/nY7AZOtVbrg/s72-c/color9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-7242788733159865138</id><published>2010-09-17T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T15:05:16.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open house.</title><content type='html'>I'm still sick.&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm feeling much better than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;My baby Ryiesha seems to have signs of getting infected by me. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm having open house for Mama's side.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my sickness doesn't turn my mood upside-down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insya-Allah, I will take lots of picture today.&lt;br /&gt;Depends on my mood. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told the Husband that he should be home by 7pm latest.&lt;br /&gt;I want him to be here before everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;His work ends at 8pm. But asked him to finish it by 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully whoever is in charge let him off early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing else to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day ahead, gorgeous people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-7242788733159865138?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/7242788733159865138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/open-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7242788733159865138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7242788733159865138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/open-house.html' title='open house.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-7692186085952471859</id><published>2010-09-16T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T17:15:42.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again.</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling real bad right now.&lt;br /&gt;It has reach to the most extreme.&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't take it.&lt;br /&gt;Tissue paper are all over my room.&lt;br /&gt;My condition is so rabak that no one even dare to come close to me.&lt;br /&gt;It's like I have the T-Virus.&lt;br /&gt;Except that I'm more friendlier and I don't eat humans. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is hot. I feel so restless.&lt;br /&gt;Worst, the Husband have yet to reply my message.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike it when he's switch to work mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the crappy updates but I like to complain about how sick I am.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I seldom get sick.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm sick, I'm sick to the most extreme.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I always sleep late. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama is cooking me porridge later. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow the Husband is coming over at 6pm. Insya-Allah.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe after maghrib.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I want to catch Resident Evil!&lt;br /&gt;And shop for clothes. Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;Bye, gorgeous people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-7692186085952471859?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/7692186085952471859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7692186085952471859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7692186085952471859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/again.html' title='again.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-3195566331696997708</id><published>2010-09-16T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T14:30:24.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick.</title><content type='html'>I am feeling so sick.&lt;br /&gt;Like terribly sick.&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is lay down on my bed with my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;But my dear baby Ryiesha kept crying for attention.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the disadvantage of me being sick is that, I cannot go near Ryiesha.&lt;br /&gt;If she's sick, then it's really troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;Especially if she has running nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, blogging crap.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my little brother is entertaining her now.&lt;br /&gt;My mom is busy making cupcakes for tomorrow's open house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate this feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;My throat is very dry and it hurts everytime I swallow something.&lt;br /&gt;A part of my nose is blocked.&lt;br /&gt;And the other part sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Because when I breathe in, it feels so 'clean'. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;Like all the oxygen rushed in and there's no obstacles in my nose.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it so much.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my house is not air-conditioned.&lt;br /&gt;If it is, my nose is going to be extremely bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time that I was this sick is when I just came back from Umrah.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. It was the worst.&lt;br /&gt;Because I couldn't sleep at the airplane due to this 'clean' nose.&lt;br /&gt;And I need to cover my nose with a blanket or something to avoid the 'clean' feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I told Mama that I want a Panadol.&lt;br /&gt;And she gave it to me.&lt;br /&gt;So I asked, is this the Panadol that's for really really sick person like me?&lt;br /&gt;And she said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, I went to take the Panadol myself.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what kind of Panadol did Mama gave me yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;The Joint Relieve Panadol.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, the only pain relief that I have with me is Vicks.&lt;br /&gt;I hate using Vicks.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I'm having running nose.&lt;br /&gt;There's no point of me putting Vicks on my nose when at the end of the day, I'm still going to wipe it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already finished Season 1 of Jersey Shore.&lt;br /&gt;I love Snooki. Go Snooki!&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story, don't judge a show by it's advertisement. =)&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, it's not suitable for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm off now.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day, gorgeous people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-3195566331696997708?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/3195566331696997708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3195566331696997708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3195566331696997708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/sick.html' title='sick.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-4317129864660100293</id><published>2010-09-15T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T21:33:58.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>done.</title><content type='html'>I'm done changing the blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;Not much different from the previous. =)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's too yellowish. Hehhs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-4317129864660100293?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/4317129864660100293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4317129864660100293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4317129864660100293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/done.html' title='done.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-823380421287233661</id><published>2010-09-15T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T14:34:33.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wippiee!</title><content type='html'>Yea, I've not been updating this blog.&lt;br /&gt;But I always check on my blog. Just for fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to blog but there's nothing interesting for me to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is the same and it feels like I'm repeating the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the sudden update?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I just feel like updating. Hahhs.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'll cut the shit from my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how's my Hari Raya been?&lt;br /&gt;The first day of Hari Raya is always the best part.&lt;br /&gt;And this year, it's extremely awesome.&lt;br /&gt;The Husband celebrate the first day with me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so happy when he's by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got many many collection. Wippiee!&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to Baby Ryiesha. =)&lt;br /&gt;It's even more than what I used to collect in the past years.&lt;br /&gt;I like.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be spending that money.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be opening up a bank account for Ryiesha.&lt;br /&gt;So, all that collection will go to that account.&lt;br /&gt;A savings account for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of money, I still got my bursary money and the baby bonus money.&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to touch those money.&lt;br /&gt;But I will when school is about to open for Semester 2.&lt;br /&gt;Going to buy new clothes, bags, shoes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off now.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day, gorgeous people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-823380421287233661?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/823380421287233661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/wippiee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/823380421287233661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/823380421287233661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/wippiee.html' title='wippiee!'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-8568568805000365168</id><published>2010-09-07T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:53:35.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good = bad.</title><content type='html'>I was looking/reading through the old blog.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friends opened up a blog about the three of us.&lt;br /&gt;Reading it makes me laugh and I kinda miss the past.&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy and very rebellious.&lt;br /&gt;Life is so much wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pipit Mendak"&lt;br /&gt;Hearing that makes me laugh real bad. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;We refer to one of our friend as that.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;She's irritating like the burung pipit but very mendak.&lt;br /&gt;Get it? Hehhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------nina----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I wish my fairy godmother is here with me.&lt;br /&gt;I really need her to turn my life into a fairytale where everything ends so happily.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna run away as far as possible.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you so bad.&lt;br /&gt;I wished this never happen.&lt;br /&gt;You're killing me inside.&lt;br /&gt;You're pulling me apart.&lt;br /&gt;You're hurting me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-8568568805000365168?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/8568568805000365168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/8568568805000365168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/8568568805000365168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-bad.html' title='good = bad.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-3704689781488330816</id><published>2010-09-07T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T21:49:21.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit happens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate looking back at things I did and wondering why I was like that.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, there's something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Just one trivial thing that can make me unhappy for just a moment.&lt;br /&gt;It's like it's not even possible to have a day without one bad feeling.&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/1004122651582784756-3704689781488330816?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/3704689781488330816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/shit-happens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3704689781488330816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3704689781488330816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/shit-happens.html' title='shit happens.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6418583418220549804</id><published>2010-09-07T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T17:50:05.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>Short update on what's going on with my life currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday break fast at my in-law's.&lt;br /&gt;After that, head to Geylang together with sis in-law and her fiance.&lt;br /&gt;Planned to buy baju raya for the husband but since it's a last minute shopping, most of it are sold out. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be my last trip to Geylang with the Husband.&lt;br /&gt;Die-die, I wanna buy that $220 baju raya.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not quite sure if it will be my last trip there.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe will be heading there again during malam raya if the husband is not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I dislike having a husband who work his ass off.&lt;br /&gt;He works more than 12hrs a day and he only took off on one day which is Monday.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes we fight because I asked him to find cover.&lt;br /&gt;But the pros of it, lots of money fall down on me! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's better for him to work rather than slacking at home watching pornography.&lt;br /&gt;*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to cook 'Kuah celok'! (a Boyanese dish) my favourite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6418583418220549804?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6418583418220549804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6418583418220549804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6418583418220549804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-2568900726948535100</id><published>2010-09-01T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T00:00:21.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raya.</title><content type='html'>Hari Raya is coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;And I have yet to buy so many things.&lt;br /&gt;I only bought 2 pasang baju Raya.&lt;br /&gt;Will be getting one more.&lt;br /&gt;But that one more that I really want is too expensive. =(&lt;br /&gt;That's what Lao Gong says.&lt;br /&gt;To me, it's rather affordable. Hehhs.&lt;br /&gt;S$220. Ok, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lao Gong have 2 more pasang baju Raya to buy.&lt;br /&gt;Ryiesha still needs another one more. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to this year Raya.&lt;br /&gt;First time celebrating it as a family.&lt;br /&gt;It will be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone heading to Geylang during malam Raya? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to buy on my list right now.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I have not make my kuih raya. =(&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next week on Tuesday since I have no UTs on that day.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of UT, I better start studying right now.&lt;br /&gt;My UT is next week and after Raya.&lt;br /&gt;Shucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I love Lao Gong!&lt;br /&gt;Many many kisses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-2568900726948535100?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/2568900726948535100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2568900726948535100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2568900726948535100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya.html' title='raya.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-577331588020116216</id><published>2010-08-28T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T00:58:21.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>htc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THfsH35xf7I/AAAAAAAABNY/gOJ2B-xUngQ/s400/IMAG0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510132289120599986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictures above and below are taken on the 23th August 2010 at Lao Gong's house. Break fast at his place together with Ma, Pa, Sis and her Chinese Boyfriend. We had Mee Soto, Brownies and Keropok Leko. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw that pink little thing on the picture above? Yes, that's my helmet! Will soon take a close-up picture with the new baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we buka-ed, went to Geylang together with Lao Gong's friends. The reason why I wanted to go Geylang is to survey for Baju Raya. Planned to buy at least 3 pasang baju! Ryiesha already got two and have yet to buy one more. Waahh, sepasang! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached geylang quite late. It's either 10 or 11. Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking around the whole geylang, sat at the carpark where the boys parked their bike and we share ghost stories!!! Ahh!&lt;br /&gt;Freaky! Sofia muka maintain but inside her heart, beating like rock concert! Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THfsHUQvWtI/AAAAAAAABNQ/7H2eEw5sCdg/s400/htc-wildfire-india1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510132279553252050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On that day itself, I bought myself a new handphone, HTC Wildfire and open up a new line!&lt;br /&gt;People, PM me for my new number, ok? =)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, spent almost S$200 on this baby together with the line in which I took Smart Surf 100.&lt;br /&gt;I like this phone. Why? 5 megapixel camera! Woohoo! Better than Blackberry. Hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Blackberry, thought of buying the Bold 9700 but figured that it's a waste of money.&lt;br /&gt;And currently, Lao Gong is using the Blackberry, =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THfsHDyKF1I/AAAAAAAABNI/gqa-nJ-65X8/s400/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510132275130013522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-577331588020116216?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/577331588020116216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/htc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/577331588020116216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/577331588020116216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/htc.html' title='htc.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THfsH35xf7I/AAAAAAAABNY/gOJ2B-xUngQ/s72-c/IMAG0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-3647862579371392664</id><published>2010-08-27T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T22:23:13.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marriage.</title><content type='html'>It isn't easy. And now I understand why many people remain un-married for a long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;Do I regret getting married? I'm not sure I am able to answer that question.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because there's always a particular sweet moment that you feel not regretting getting married but when you're having the bitter taste of it, you think of the negative and regretting everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, it's two different thing being a girlfriend and a wife.&lt;br /&gt;It's no joke being a wife. Maybe some of you might think that becoming a wife/husband is no different when we're boyfriend and girlfriend. That's what I think too back then.&lt;br /&gt;It's really tough. Especially when problems arise.&lt;br /&gt;Back when we're boyfriend and girlfriend, you can jokingly say, let's break up or pretend to be.&lt;br /&gt;But when you're married, there's no run away. You can't pretend. Why? Because once you have that kind of niat even without saying anything to your partner, you're already dead. -Divorce-.&lt;br /&gt;That's how serious shit this marriage is.&lt;br /&gt;And the issues with the In-Laws always arise. Not only in-laws but money and time as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every marriage relationship will have disagreements. The key to not allowing these fights to create hostility in your marriage or to hurt your marriage is to know what you are fighting about, to understand why you are fighting, to know how to fight fair, and to forgive one another. &lt;p&gt; If you and your spouse have fallen into a pattern of fighting over the same issues over and over again, you need to ask yourselves three questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Why do you fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Do you even know what you are fighting about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Is this an issue we will never resolve?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Married couples fight about:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Chores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sex including pornography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Infidelity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Time including time spent on the computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Jobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Recreation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Neatness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Annoying habits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Jealousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Past history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Substance abuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Pointless or silly issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Inlaws &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why Married couples fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; To win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; To vent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; For control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; To release stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; To get closer to spouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; To clear the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; To resolve issues &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Negative behaviors resulting from an unfair fights in a marriage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Withdrawal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Silent treatment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Avoidance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Meanness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Demanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Pouting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Breaking promises&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Negative feelings resulting from fights in a marriage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ignored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Unloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Hopeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Insulted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Worried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Abused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Useless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Unwanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Unimportant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Put down &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Take responsibility for what you do or don't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Fight fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Listen to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Don't try to be a mind reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Clarify what you think your spouse is saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; If you need to cool down, take a time out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Be open to compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Know when to agree to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Don't fight to win. Fight for your marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Forgive one another.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-3647862579371392664?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/3647862579371392664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/marriage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3647862579371392664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3647862579371392664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/marriage.html' title='marriage.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6432622270058427468</id><published>2010-08-24T00:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T01:41:34.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10: Celebrity MILFS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THKqis7p3HI/AAAAAAAABM4/C8TBYfcQiv8/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508652807381179506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.10 - Bridget Moynahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Brady may have left now 39-year-old Bridget Moynahan for 30-year-old Gisele Bundchen back in 2006 when Moynahan was pregnant with Brady’s baby, but this love triangle hasn’t reached the epic proportions of the Jolie-Pitt-Aniston scenario, mainly because the still gorgeous Moynahan doesn’t incite the same pity that 41-year-old Aniston does. The former model still looks as hot as she did back in 1999 when our girlfriends finally gave us one good reason to tune into &lt;i&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THKqCU687lI/AAAAAAAABMw/Rd1dLdB8ZeI/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508652251179970130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.9 - Gisele Bundchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Women have more reason to resent Gisele Bundchen, and many of us guys are starting to wonder about everything we’ve been told about post-pregnancy baby weight . Just six and a half weeks after giving birth to her son Benjamin, who she shares with Tom Brady, Gisele -- who just so happens to be the highest paid supermodel in the world -- was back to work, posing for Brazilian fashion line Colcci. Tom Brady, you are a very lucky man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THKqBiATCLI/AAAAAAAABMo/yPawVQ2KD3c/s400/1281047662_top-10-celebrity-milfs_8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508652237512181938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.8 - Heidi Klum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Former models Gisele Bundchen and Bridget Moynahan, No. 9 and No. 10 respectively, may have kept their ridiculously hot figures after one baby, but they have nothing on Heidi Klum who’s had four kids, one with former boyfriend Flavio Briatore and three with husband Seal. The Victoria’s Secret head Angel even walked down the runway of the annual Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show this past December just five weeks after giving birth to her fourth child, proving that she is indeed worthy of her wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THKqBJiTN6I/AAAAAAAABMg/KlftasT5Voc/s400/1281047663_top-10-celebrity-milfs_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508652230943913890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.7 - Milla Jovovich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;With over 100 magazine covers under her ongoing role kicking ass as Alice in the &lt;i&gt;Resident Evil&lt;/i&gt; flicks, Milla Jovovich is one of those rare high-fashion models who both women &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; men know by first and last name. The 34-year-old model, actress, singer, and designer gave birth to a baby girl back in November 2007, but motherhood hasn’t slowed her down. This September she’ll reprise her role as Alice in &lt;i&gt;Resident Evil: Afterlife&lt;/i&gt;… this time in 3-D. Wearing red and blue plastic glasses never felt so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THKqACxZXTI/AAAAAAAABMY/smsJILQ8xYk/s400/1281047663_top-10-celebrity-milfs_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508652211948313906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.6 - Sofia Vergara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sodia Vergara is the main reason we’re perfectly happy staying in on Wednesday nights. As the impossibly curvy Gloria on ABC’s &lt;i&gt;Modern Family&lt;/i&gt;, Vergara makes us wonder, after all our own kids are out of the house, if remarrying a younger woman with a child of her own wouldn’t be so bad. In real life, the 38-year-old single mother has an almost 18-year-old son, which means you still don’t have a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THKp_pRlYzI/AAAAAAAABMQ/d-vnXecoYSo/s400/1281047663_top-10-celebrity-milfs_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508652205103997746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.5 - Salma Hayek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We all remember what our own mothers looked like when they were pushing 44 years old, and it was nothing like Salma Hayek. The Mexican actress, who only reached fame in the U.S. at age 29 after starring in Robert Rodriguez' &lt;i&gt;Desperado&lt;/i&gt;, gave birth to her first child at the tender age of 40. It seems that life is extra sweet for Salma Hayek. Did we mention the father is billionaire PPR CEO François-Henri Pinault? Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THKpkmP28CI/AAAAAAAABMI/pr98XkGi3rY/s400/1281104419_top-10-celebrity-milfs_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508651740434984994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.4 - Jessica Alba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It’s been over two years since Jessica Alba crushed our unattainable dreams by marrying Cash Warren, and about two years since she gave birth to the couple's first child, Honor Marie. Would this mean an end to Alba taking on demanding roles that require her to sport chaps (&lt;i&gt;Sin City&lt;/i&gt;), bikinis (&lt;i&gt;Into the Blue&lt;/i&gt;) and body suits (&lt;i&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;/i&gt;), and relinquishing her title as the Meryl Streep of spandex? We’re keeping our fingers crossed director Robert Rodriguez comes to the rescue in 2010’s&lt;i&gt; Machete&lt;/i&gt;, starring Alba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THKpkFnkaxI/AAAAAAAABMA/WOpDv1bYhI0/s400/1281129588_top-10-celebrity-milfs_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508651731676064530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.3 - Kate Beckinsale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She may have an 11-year-old daughter, but that didn't stop now 37-year-old Kate Beckinsale from being named &lt;i&gt;Esquire&lt;/i&gt;'s “Sexiest Woman Alive” in 2009, a title that has also been awarded to the likes of Jessica Biel, Angelina Jolie and Scarlett Johansson. “If you’re any kind of human,” the actress told the magazine in her cover story, “you know that the title is utterly ludicrous… But I like the idea of it too. I do. I’m feeling that I must earn this. I need to go out and become much better at pole dancing or something.” We're inclined to agree. Beckinsale, notably, came in at No. 3 on AskMen's list of the Top 99 Most Desirable Women for 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THKpj8uJdNI/AAAAAAAABL4/Ju5bgW2yrRM/s400/1281047663_top-10-celebrity-milfs_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508651729287738578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.2 - Monica Bellucci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monica Bellucci has been one of the sexiest women alive for nearly a quarter century, and we’re not insinuating that she was once a Lolita figure. The Italian actress turns 46 this September. Yes, 46. Long gone are the days when 20-year-old starlets were the most sought after women in the world. Bellucci is proof that men want a woman, not just with beauty, but with the kind of life experience that only makes her sexier. In fact, Bellucci has been so busy accumulating life experience that she only gave birth to her first daughter with French actor Vincent Cassel at age 40, and her second daughter this past summer at age 45. Biological clock? Bellucci, apparently, has never heard of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the No.1 MILF is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THKpjXJR7hI/AAAAAAAABLw/YwTCwQ95-aQ/s400/Photo-0350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508651719200992786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.1 - Nur Amalina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't you gorgeous people think that I deserve the No. 1 spot? Hey, I'm a mother to a 6months babygirl and I'm still rocking! =) (Maybe I'll be Singapore No.1 MILF when I reach the age of 40yrs!)Ouhh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine. Here goes the No.1 Celebrity MILF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THKpisAueZI/AAAAAAAABLo/Cey72KH3N-A/s400/1281047663_top-10-celebrity-milfs_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508651707622390162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.1 - Halle Berry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It’s worth noting that 7 out of these 10 fine ladies on this list are 35 and over, and three of them are over age 40, including our No. 1 MILF, Halle Berry who turns 44 on August 14th. After having her first child, daughter Nahla, with male model Gabriel Aubry, who is 10 years her junior, just two years ago, Berry was voted the “Sexiest Woman Alive” in 2008 by &lt;i&gt;Esquire&lt;/i&gt;. "I don't know exactly what it means,” she told the magazine, “but being 42 and having just had a baby, I think I'll take it." Berry is also a staple on AskMen’s annual list of the Top 99 Most Desirable Women, coming in at No. 66 in 2010. And after recently announcing that she’s once again single, we have a feeling her number is only going to rise in 2011. Besides, women only get sexier after age 45. Just ask Monica Bellucci.&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/1004122651582784756-6432622270058427468?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6432622270058427468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/top-10-celebrity-milfs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6432622270058427468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6432622270058427468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/top-10-celebrity-milfs.html' title='Top 10: Celebrity MILFS'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THKqis7p3HI/AAAAAAAABM4/C8TBYfcQiv8/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-2080046993027757344</id><published>2010-08-24T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T00:45:01.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10: Things Women Want</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No. 10 - Independence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women want to know that a man can take care of himself. They want a guy who is capable and independent, able to make his own decisions, pay his rent, and cook dinner for himself. Despite what you might think, no woman wants to be your mother (besides, of course, your mother). One of the top 10 things women want is to know that you are capable of carrying your own weight in a relationship. A guy who is in constant need of reassurance, companionship, help, motivation, and advice is a turnoff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No. 9 - Looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women are called the fairer sex for a reason. They’re much, much better looking than we are, what with our sharp angles, our hairy backs and our doughy centers. It is truly one of their great virtues that women are willing to spend so much time in our company despite our undeniably simian appearance.&lt;br /&gt;Still, despite their good nature, women care about looks too (if not quite as much as men do). Thus, it wouldn’t hurt to at least try to minimize the degree to which you remind them of a monkey. Women aren’t asking for much. Try to keep yourself well-groomed. Wear clothes that fit, and at least make an effort to keep yourself in shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No. 8 - Positivity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positivity is the next item on our list of the top 10 things women want. Cynicism and sarcasm have their place, but nobody wants to be with someone who is sarcastic and cynical &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; of the time. It’s exhausting. By contrast, being in the presence of someone with a positive outlook on life can actually be energizing. An optimistic person makes others feel good; his optimism can be contagious, even inspiring. That’s why it’s one of the top 10 things women want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No. 7 - Communication Skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often tease women about their capacity for conversation. However, men ignore the female inclination to talk at their peril. Women place a priority on guys they can talk to, who can express themselves and who are at least willing to listen to them when they talk about their concerns, hopes and desires.&lt;br /&gt;You should also know that the communication skill that trumps all others is the ability to be attentive. Sometimes, all a woman needs you to do is listen. This is hard for us guys, because we’re very “action-oriented.” We think of every conversation as a prelude to some necessary action (otherwise, why talk?), but that’s not always the case. If you can show a woman you have the capacity to pay attention to her, it will radically improve your chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No. 6 - Sociability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman wants a guy who can carry on a conversation with her coworkers at a dinner party and also has the good sense not to swear in front of her mother.&lt;br /&gt;Women want a guy with a high social IQ. They don’t want a wallflower or the strong silent type. Perhaps, most of all, they just want to know you won’t go catatonic when faced with a group of people you don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No. 5 - Intelligence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many women find smarts as sexy as physical appearance. For some of us, this can be frustrating, because, let’s face it, we’d all like to be smarter, and at one time or another we’ve all felt like the dumbest guy in the room. Avoid running your mouth on subjects you know nothing about. Better to be suspected a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No. 4 - Passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reasons should be pretty obvious. If a woman is thinking about spending any time with you, she’d like to know that she can look forward to adventure, excitement, commitment, devotion, and great sex. Thus, if a guy wants to be wanted, he has to show a woman he’s passionate.&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiastically extolling the virtues of your fantasy baseball team is OK, but it’s much better to be passionate about something a little more serious, like your job or a humanitarian cause. Women love to see that you’re passionate, because in their minds passion in one sphere of life that can be transferred into another sphere of life, namely the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No. 3 - Sense of Humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good sense of humor is one of the qualities women almost always mention when listing off the things they look for in a man. We all know how much more fun funny people are than dull, grumpy people. Now this does not mean you need to be “the life of the party.” Women typically don’t gravitate toward drunken buffoons. A good sense of humor just means you know how to tell and take a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No. 2 - Ambition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men too often think that all women care about is money, but that’s nonsense. Sure it may be true of some women, just as it’s true of some men, but women aren’t characteristically attracted to rich guys. The reason women gravitate toward men with successful careers isn’t because of the size of their paychecks, but rather because their success at work is indicative of certain attractive personality traits: commitment, discipline, strong work ethic -- all of which are things that will likely make a guy a good partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No. 1 - Confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’re a smart, sociable guy with a great sense of humor, but you could use some help in the ambition department. Maybe you’re a great-looking guy with expert communication skills, but you’ve yet to find the one thing you’re really passionate about. Here’s the good news: Confidence is the one thing women consistently say they want in a man.&lt;br /&gt;Confidence is king. That means even if you can’t categorize yourself as “the total package,” as long as you feel good about what you have to offer, and as long as you’re comfortable with yourself, you have a shot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-2080046993027757344?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/2080046993027757344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/top-10-things-women-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2080046993027757344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2080046993027757344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/top-10-things-women-want.html' title='Top 10: Things Women Want'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6730648375119168228</id><published>2010-08-23T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T23:20:45.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>over-feeling.</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling very bored. Anyone kind enough to entertain me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just hate the way you are. And I know at times, you hate me too.&lt;br /&gt;When will this ever stop?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, when will the swearing and cursing and blaming will stop?&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of trying to win the war.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sick of holding my feelings all to myself.&lt;br /&gt;I can die of over-feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just don't understand me and will never. Never.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6730648375119168228?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6730648375119168228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/over-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6730648375119168228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6730648375119168228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/over-feeling.html' title='over-feeling.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-4413311144040959735</id><published>2010-08-23T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T00:14:25.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepover.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THFKHSffLmI/AAAAAAAABLg/XXzkIAgGgE8/s1600/2006-06-07.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THFKHSffLmI/AAAAAAAABLg/XXzkIAgGgE8/s400/2006-06-07.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508265308334272098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had a sleepover at Lao Gong's house. Wee! I hated it at first, actually.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was supposed to be a one night stay but ended up 2 nights. Why? I had fun at the end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who doesn't, right? You get to sleep with your love!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking forward to another sleepover soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe not too soon but soon. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did I mention that my bursary money is already in?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup, I'm S$800 richer. And soon, another S$2,000 richer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahh, I can't wait.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Planning to buy a new phone tomorrow with Lao Gong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently, I'm using Lao Gong's Blackberry Bold phone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I'm not sure what phone to buy. I'm not planning to get myself another Blackberry phone nor will I be getting an iPhone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm interested in getting a HTC phone. Or maybe another Samsung. Hehhe. But I'm not quite sure which is worth the money.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm a regular in Samsung and most of the phone tends to spoil easily. But I really like the camera quality. So far, it's the best. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I'll try HTC. My brother is using HTC smart. And it seems rather good though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm, we'll see how it turns out tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-4413311144040959735?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/4413311144040959735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/sleepover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4413311144040959735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4413311144040959735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/sleepover.html' title='sleepover.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/THFKHSffLmI/AAAAAAAABLg/XXzkIAgGgE8/s72-c/2006-06-07.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6804284354886734180</id><published>2010-08-16T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T22:57:01.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>past.</title><content type='html'>wish that I could turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;maybe 3 years back.&lt;br /&gt;and when I'm there, I shall change everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything that I am right now is a mistake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6804284354886734180?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6804284354886734180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6804284354886734180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6804284354886734180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/past.html' title='past.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-9167361024702672430</id><published>2010-08-13T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T12:33:39.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>geylang.</title><content type='html'>Life seems good nowadays and I'm so happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;The solemnization goes well and I'm proud of Lao Gong for saying it once, loud and clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, break fast with Lao Gong at his House.&lt;br /&gt;A very awkward situation for me at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt; I'm so used to calling his mom and dad, Cik. And now, I have to call them Mama and Papa.&lt;br /&gt;Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;While sitting at the hall with Lao Gong, he pushed me and asked me to go to the Kitchen and offer any help cause Mama and Papa are preparing for break fast.&lt;br /&gt;It's very funny cause I'm so shy.&lt;br /&gt;But at the end, I gather all my courage and go to the Kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Papa asked me to place some food at the dinning table.&lt;br /&gt;And Mama asked me to place the plates too.&lt;br /&gt;So, when I thought they no longer need my help,&lt;br /&gt;Mama said: "Na, gosok kan baju nie na."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;Lao Gong was laughing at me! Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do a pretty good job actually.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so used to their high standard ironing!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Lao Gong helped me. Weee!&lt;br /&gt;And the funny part, all his sister told me to not iron nicely. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;But I tried to iron nicely though. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we break fast.&lt;br /&gt;Had Nasi Goreng and Cempedak goreng. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a very nice dinner, sat the hall, talking.&lt;br /&gt;Me, Lao Gong, his 3rd sister, his 2nd sister and together with her fiance.&lt;br /&gt;Fighting Spider is funny. =)&lt;br /&gt;Ouhh yar, and we planned to go Geylang. Best nyer!&lt;br /&gt;So, we went Geylang except for Ma and Pa since they go Terawih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 bikes to Geylang is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;But very tiring too. =(&lt;br /&gt;But heck, I had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm so looking forward to another gathering like this. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday, it's Lao Gong's turn to spend time with my family. Wee!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's going to be alright. Insya'Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, there's always sunshine after every rain. *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-9167361024702672430?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/9167361024702672430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/geylang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/9167361024702672430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/9167361024702672430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/geylang.html' title='geylang.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-5775050138959351651</id><published>2010-08-05T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T21:57:20.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday and more.</title><content type='html'>Every time when I want to blog about certain things, I always end up forgetting what to type.&lt;br /&gt;School will be ending in a weeks' time. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be having my 3 weeks of holiday due to the YOG (Youth Olympic Game).&lt;br /&gt;And after that 3 weeks of fun and running around, twisting, turning in the house, I have 1 week or so for my last Understanding Test.&lt;br /&gt;And after that, will continue with my holiday. A 4 weeks holiday.&lt;br /&gt;So in short, my next semester of school (which is my last semester in RP!) will open on the 12th of October! That's a very long break!&lt;br /&gt;And confirm, I'll be graduating quite late due to the extreme long holiday break. Aiyoo...&lt;br /&gt;So excited to finally graduate! With a Diploma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can continue pursuing my dream of becoming a TEACHER!&lt;br /&gt;Hahha. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August will be a fun month for me. *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-5775050138959351651?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/5775050138959351651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/holiday-and-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5775050138959351651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5775050138959351651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/holiday-and-more.html' title='holiday and more.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6705749868840641336</id><published>2010-08-03T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T14:05:00.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick.</title><content type='html'>A very quick update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for a holiday somewhere in October with my Lao Gong, my baby and family.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe to Sarawak or Bandung Indonesia!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm also planning for my 20th birthday! At a Chalet but have yet to decide where. Most probably in Pasir Ris.&lt;br /&gt;October will be a fun month for me. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6705749868840641336?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6705749868840641336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/quick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6705749868840641336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6705749868840641336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/quick.html' title='quick.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6317445562567336374</id><published>2010-08-01T00:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T01:19:05.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess and M.A.C.</title><content type='html'>I had so much fun shopping with mother today!&lt;br /&gt;Where did I do my shopping?&lt;br /&gt;M.A.C Tangs Vivocity!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, here are the products that I bought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STUDIO FIX POWDER PLUS FOUNDATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFRYJjdCnBI/AAAAAAAABKk/bRlrx-ecCNw/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500117966085331986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRONZING POWDER: REFINED GOLDEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFRXN7qA9YI/AAAAAAAABKU/jKOXf6Iqetc/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500116941790049666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COPPERTONE MATTE BLUSH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFRXNoj7DNI/AAAAAAAABKM/nK_JO8pOadM/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFRXNoj7DNI/AAAAAAAABKM/nK_JO8pOadM/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500116936664222930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE NECTAR LUSTREGLASS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFRWeQkJ-CI/AAAAAAAABKE/aRHluSeCJn8/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFRWeQkJ-CI/AAAAAAAABKE/aRHluSeCJn8/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500116122768898082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ZOOM FAST BLACK LASH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFRWeElgLrI/AAAAAAAABJ8/aGXjl-PockQ/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFRWeElgLrI/AAAAAAAABJ8/aGXjl-PockQ/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500116119553322674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY JUPITER MINERALIZE EYESHADOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFRWdh-FbUI/AAAAAAAABJ0/CzU2WhPWdG8/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFRWdh-FbUI/AAAAAAAABJ0/CzU2WhPWdG8/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500116110261185858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a wonderful day at M.A.C Tangs Vivocity, (the kakak salesgirl is extremely nice! she also gave me some tips on using the BY JUPITER MINERALIZE EYESHADOW. Gave me tips on using the eyeshadow as an everyday wear. =) Great tips btw.) went to buy a gift for dear Lao Gong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I bought for him? Guess! Hahha. A watch. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFRWdS1TJKI/AAAAAAAABJs/FDulcAwWOJU/s400/IMG00301-20100731-2014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500116106197804194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFRWdNVL1bI/AAAAAAAABJk/IXhkQ-iWoXQ/s400/IMG00304-20100731-2014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500116104720930226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice?&lt;br /&gt;Thought of buying Tissot. But damn expensive lah! $2,000++. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;Know the reason why I choose a Guess watch?&lt;br /&gt;Because the Guess box very attractive! Hahha. And plus, it looked nice.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully dear Lao Gong loves it! Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Bye Bitches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6317445562567336374?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6317445562567336374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/guess-and-mac.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6317445562567336374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6317445562567336374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/08/guess-and-mac.html' title='Guess and M.A.C.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFRYJjdCnBI/AAAAAAAABKk/bRlrx-ecCNw/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-8731318986529653006</id><published>2010-07-28T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T00:09:18.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFBRTuX0VQI/AAAAAAAABI8/IP4TiOWkoRk/s400/IMG00280-20100720-1803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498984544326669570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My laptop is back! I've been laptop-less for almost 24hours.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when I reached class and ON my laptop, I couldn't login.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't press Ctrl+Alt+Del.&lt;br /&gt;Tried it over and over again. But when I could login and start my Windows normally, my keyboard go haywire! It typed itself. It's scary, I know.&lt;br /&gt;Sent my laptop to IT Helpdesk and they told me that my keyboard is faulty. =(&lt;br /&gt;So had to leave after presentation and head to Alexandra (HP).&lt;br /&gt;They told me that it would take 3 to 5 working days.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! So, skipped FYP meeting today.&lt;br /&gt;Had to. I would be doing nothing if I were there so, I'd rather sit home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepak the whole day at home with Ryiesha. Sleeping most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;It's so nice to have my beauty sleep. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HP called at 4.50pm saying that my laptop is completed and ready!&lt;br /&gt;Cepat pe!&lt;br /&gt;Called my dad and told him to send me there after Maghrib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So currently, my keyboard is brand new and no dust!&lt;br /&gt;HP even cleaned my laptop inside out!&lt;br /&gt;Such a good service!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------- nina ----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, my class and a few others had Sales Competition.&lt;br /&gt;Selling Adidas at a discounted price (yar, right...)&lt;br /&gt;My group was selling a Hoodie (all the females love it! it costs a bomb btw.), a Jacket, some T-shirt and Polo.&lt;br /&gt;The cheapest price is $41++ and the most expensive is $129 (the hoodie).&lt;br /&gt;It's very hard to sell things that is so expensive. People tend to walk away easily.&lt;br /&gt;But!&lt;br /&gt;We managed to get 4 sales! Yay! A total sale of $100+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------- nina ----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, went our with my In-Laws together with Ryiesha.&lt;br /&gt;Awkward in the first place but it gets better later.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, things will be smooth.&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------- nina ----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my new helmet!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sprayed the same color as Baby Sparkie!&lt;br /&gt;Changed the cushion inside to red.&lt;br /&gt;But it looked a bit like Hot Pink. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;And changed the visor too.&lt;br /&gt;Not fully tinted. Just half of it. =)&lt;br /&gt;Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------- nina ----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just picked my module selection for next semester.&lt;br /&gt;Two Core Modules: Finance and Banking II &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Hospitality and Retail Systems I&lt;br /&gt;Two Elective Modules: Human Resource Management &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Management Information Systems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to picked Hospitality and Tourism Management but I scared susah. Hahha. Don't want to regret picking it like how I picked Sales Management.&lt;br /&gt;But actually, Sales Management isn't that bad. I'm starting to enjoy going for Sales Management class. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to finally Graduate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-8731318986529653006?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/8731318986529653006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/8731318986529653006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/8731318986529653006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-day.html' title='what a day.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TFBRTuX0VQI/AAAAAAAABI8/IP4TiOWkoRk/s72-c/IMG00280-20100720-1803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-3125744169586549615</id><published>2010-07-22T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:03:31.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TEhX4eoIfNI/AAAAAAAABI0/81Hctkk-2vc/s400/IMG00279-20100720-1803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496739973011373266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am absolutely tired and will be from now until 11 August. =)&lt;br /&gt;Not only tired but extra busy. So people out there, grab me while you still can.&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;a href="http://rzdiyanah.multiply.com/"&gt;RZ Diyanah Bridal Creations&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, both me and Boyfriend enjoyed our trip there. Had our measurements taken and we tried on some clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend will be wearing a 'coat-like' baju Melayu. I like!&lt;br /&gt;Not telling what I'll be wearing. Hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;Just have to wait for the pictures to be uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;Some hint: Both will be wearing all white. =P&lt;br /&gt;I will be the Princess of the day with a shimmery shinny tiara. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TEhXZBIgo9I/AAAAAAAABIs/drfyhX1QGDU/s400/IMG00281-20100721-1907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496739432518165458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Btw, Baby Sparkie died at the Expressway yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;We just got out of Singapore Checkpoint when Baby Sparkie suddenly stopped. =(&lt;br /&gt;So, we got stucked at the road shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;While Boyfriend is trying to fix his spark plug, I was busy eating my Cheezels that I bought at JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TEhXYZuHlvI/AAAAAAAABIk/UzsVs0aBnWc/s400/IMG00282-20100721-1907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496739421938489074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apart from eating Cheezels, I took pictures of dear Boyfriend. =)&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Boyfriend gave up because firstly, he doesn't have the right tools to fix the problem.&lt;br /&gt;And he had to call the Tow Truck.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to his FYP friend, we got ourselves a very "good" Tow Truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TEhXYK6BFRI/AAAAAAAABIc/FmHDpFoRgPg/s400/IMG00286-20100721-1908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496739417961862418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're actually stucked at the Expressway for a freaking 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;And there are many motorists that just stare at us. =(&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what it feels like to be starred but no one offered any help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TEhXXkteuKI/AAAAAAAABIU/8UyYRVXGDdM/s400/IMG00289-20100721-1911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496739407708731554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, when the Tow Truck finally came, I was happy. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because I have been holding my bladder for a freaking 4hours! From school, to JB and the Expressway. And even after the Tow Truck drop us at the Workshop in Yishun, I was still holding on until I finally reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouhh yar, the Tow Truck...&lt;br /&gt;He's very Ah Beng.&lt;br /&gt;And the drives dangerously! Even worst than Boyfriend! Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;He thinks this lorry is small uhh like motor?&lt;br /&gt;He thinks this lorry can selit here and there uhh like motor?&lt;br /&gt;And plus, he drives fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http:/picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TEhXXcB745I/AAAAAAAABIM/R4hXqpySwq8/s400/IMG00292-20100721-1921.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496739405378610066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, three more weeks left before the end of semester 1! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Not woohoo when FYP Final Evaluation starts!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!!! Ahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Currently, trying to get help for FYP. =)&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it works. Please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;I'm done updating!&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bitches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-3125744169586549615?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/3125744169586549615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/busy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3125744169586549615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3125744169586549615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/busy-day.html' title='busy day.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TEhX4eoIfNI/AAAAAAAABI0/81Hctkk-2vc/s72-c/IMG00279-20100720-1803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6002280570587375773</id><published>2010-07-15T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T23:21:50.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TD8kXsw1yiI/AAAAAAAABIE/UoaWbBe8ORs/s400/IMG00271-20100715-2045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494150059986897442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got very dizzy after taking a very close-up picture. Why? The flash is super bright!&lt;br /&gt;I only want to show-off my contacts only. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Financial Accounting was ok today.&lt;br /&gt;There's not PowerPoint slide nor any presentations! Whoop!&lt;br /&gt;Just played some accounting game and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Financial Accounting UT2 tomorrow and a kursus later at 6pm I think (or maybe 7pm).&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can score my UT2. Speaking of UTs, I got a C for Healthcare!&lt;br /&gt;I suck at Healthcare and I've been absent for many lessons fyi.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling syiok seyhh got a C. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Indian Rojak at Adam Road yesterday with Boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;And today, me and Boyfriend don't feel too good.&lt;br /&gt;Both our tummy got durian. So pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, aku nak blaja! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6002280570587375773?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6002280570587375773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6002280570587375773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6002280570587375773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/pain.html' title='pain.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TD8kXsw1yiI/AAAAAAAABIE/UoaWbBe8ORs/s72-c/IMG00271-20100715-2045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-2073168460486309077</id><published>2010-07-14T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:50:37.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're a bitch.</title><content type='html'>Right now, I'm updating my blog just for the sake of updating.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired to think about the upcoming Final Evaluation for my FYP.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired to think about the planning for this coming August.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired to think about graduating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend, please bring me go shopping tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need a dress.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I want a dress. Not just one. But I want many many dresses.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running out of clothes (I still got plenty dresses that I have yet to wear and it's still with the price tag) but I just want to see myself happy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I shall wait for the S$800 to be in my bank account soon. Wee!&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that I want to do is to go shopping! Next, Universal Studio!&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe savings. Hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;For Baby Sparkie? Nope! Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;For Baby Ryiesha, obviously yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daily grades are improving. And I'm so happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can even get a B for doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Envy me? Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I just threw my BlackBerry on the floor! (Boyfriend's BlackBerry to be exact)&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend is pretty mad about it.&lt;br /&gt;But the anger in me just couldn't be controlled.&lt;br /&gt;So, I threw the BlackBerry like if it's just a piece of rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me, nothing serious happen to Baby Berry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I hurt my BlackBerry. I also hurt my Laptop.&lt;br /&gt;I don't exactly throw my laptop. I just dropped it down.&lt;br /&gt;Anger is really ugly. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;But what could I do. I'm a girl with an ultra sensitive emotions.&lt;br /&gt;And with that, it leaves me with a scar on my upper lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend will be ending his work at 1.30am.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm having Financial Accounting UT2 this Friday. Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I always got confuse with Finance &amp;amp; Banking with Financial Accounting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, supposed to have FYP meeting with Advisor today but 2 didn't showed up.&lt;br /&gt;If I know, I would have stayed at home too.&lt;br /&gt;Such a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;I could have used that time to revise my UT2 and to take care of my daughter. Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;So, meet up with Harfany and check on each others progress as well as doing the Feedback page.&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember telling the Evaluators that I'm responsible for doing the Feedback form. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;But it's all done! So happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was there, you didn't ask me any questions that you have in mind.&lt;br /&gt;But when I'm not, you complain and said, you hardly see me.&lt;br /&gt;Am I like supposed to be there with you always?&lt;br /&gt;When I am so fucking free (I could still play my game) and I even did asked if any of you need help, you can approach me, but you just didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Is it my fault that you couldn't reach me?&lt;br /&gt;Terasa?&lt;br /&gt;Basically, that's what I heard from someone.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough crapping.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to crack my brain thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, it's not the time for any arguments or what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;Just have to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Let's do FYP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should end my post here.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I wanna get Magnum Gold! Muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-2073168460486309077?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/2073168460486309077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/youre-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2073168460486309077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2073168460486309077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/youre-bitch.html' title='you&apos;re a bitch.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-7553039317724444732</id><published>2010-07-14T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T01:22:27.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an update.</title><content type='html'>An update of what's going on in my life. =)&lt;br /&gt;I love talking about me. Weee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow is FYP. Yea, it sucks. Big time.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting with the advisor at ermm,... 11am or is it 11.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares anyway. I don't give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't see the point of meeting the advisor. I think I can be a better advisor than him.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll be meeting with Aqidah after the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;She told me that she's doing coding about the Doughnut.&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully, we're able to exchange something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kursus is ending soon and I'm so happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm a bit sad. The reason why is because Boyfriend will need to work on Friday(s)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things that aren't to be reveal yet.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe soon.&lt;br /&gt;Insya'Allah. *amin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-7553039317724444732?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/7553039317724444732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7553039317724444732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7553039317724444732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/update.html' title='an update.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-5664121069437735492</id><published>2010-07-14T00:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T01:10:49.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plagiarism,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TDya2mFkhnI/AAAAAAAABH8/qEWVPRTwaCY/s400/Photo-0351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493435908212688498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boyfriend can actually sue his 'friend' (green spark) for plagiarism! Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, no originality. Sheesh! Always kepo whatever Boyfriend do.&lt;br /&gt;He used to have an SP (which is Boyfriend's old bike) but now he change to spark.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend change paintwork, he also change but a few weeks later.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend change the back light- thingy.&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks/months later, he also change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice that Boyfriend had a box at his Spark?&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend once asked why he don't want to put box/bakul like him.&lt;br /&gt;His 'friend' say, not nice.&lt;br /&gt;Then a few weeks later, he suddenly got box. Haiyoo.&lt;br /&gt;Obvious plagiarism, kan?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, me and Boyfriend bet that his 'friend' will also place sticker (the same exact sticker at the same exact place like Boyfriend).&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;He did.&lt;br /&gt;Sticker is exactly the same and he pasted it in the same exact spot like Boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Boyfriend is on his way to Johore.&lt;br /&gt;Asked him to cut the mudguard or whatever shit la. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;I don't talk bike language.&lt;br /&gt;In simple terms, making the pillion seat thinner.&lt;br /&gt;Get it? Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;Will soon take a picture of it after it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people, I can bet to you guy a million dollar that confirm his 'friend' will confirm do the same one! Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TDya14LDt7I/AAAAAAAABH0/vGdCoqGV63Y/s400/Photo-0356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493435895887673266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's 1.07am. And I'm still awake.&lt;br /&gt;Yess! I don't have to wake up early tomorrow cause Boyfriend is picking me up!!!&lt;br /&gt;He's picking me up only because his FYP team mate(Yusry) need to go to Acer building.&lt;br /&gt;And Boyfriend FYP is also at 11am. Besst!&lt;br /&gt;Can wake up later tomorrow! Hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. FYP sucks! and so does you! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-5664121069437735492?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/5664121069437735492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/plagiarism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5664121069437735492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5664121069437735492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/plagiarism.html' title='plagiarism,'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TDya2mFkhnI/AAAAAAAABH8/qEWVPRTwaCY/s72-c/Photo-0351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-1138571924648868828</id><published>2010-07-09T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T00:08:21.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TDdGzKRpJ_I/AAAAAAAABHs/yzYtobvrG_I/s400/Photo-0358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491936115347236850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY,&lt;br /&gt;MUHAMMAD SYARRIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Zulima: I want each couple to talk to your partner and discuss on objects that describe your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina: So, what object uhh? &lt;br /&gt;Syarril: Don't know laa.&lt;br /&gt;Nina: Hmm... I think the object can be your bike. Hehhe. (*thinks* cause we everyday together with the bike. so, the bike is like the witness to our love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina: So, what object? Baby Sparkie, kay?&lt;br /&gt;Syarril: No. Batu.&lt;br /&gt;Nina: Huh? Batu? You mean, rock?&lt;br /&gt;Syarril: Yes. Batu.&lt;br /&gt;Nina: Why batu? *look very blur and trying to figure out why*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syarril: Batu resemble our love. It's hard to break us apart.&lt;br /&gt;Nina: Aww... you soo sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss XXX: Ada sesiapa di sini yang ingin kahwin dengan pasangannya sekarang kerana kamu tidak ingin melepaskan nya dan tidak ingin ada sesiapa yang memilikinya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina: *looks around but no one raise up their hand*&lt;br /&gt;Syarril: Saya! (*fast reaction*)&lt;br /&gt;Nina: Sweet nyer... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very hard to see Husband to be so sweet to me.&lt;br /&gt;And through out the whole 6 weeks course at PPIS, I've seen a different side of him. The sweet, adorable side of him. Awww... Can I bite your butt, sayangg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-1138571924648868828?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/1138571924648868828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/1138571924648868828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/1138571924648868828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweet.html' title='sweet.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TDdGzKRpJ_I/AAAAAAAABHs/yzYtobvrG_I/s72-c/Photo-0358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-2442615560256970619</id><published>2010-07-08T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T12:00:29.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry.</title><content type='html'>For 9 months of not having any PMS was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;No worries for any blood stains or any cramps.&lt;br /&gt;Or best, no mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on Monday, my world turned upside down.&lt;br /&gt;Every single thing fuck my head real hard.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, I feel like killing Husband for not understanding me and for not fulfilling all my needs on time.&lt;br /&gt;That's how bad my PMS can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stressed out with everything.&lt;br /&gt;My Daughter.&lt;br /&gt;My Husband.&lt;br /&gt;My Parents.&lt;br /&gt;My In-Laws.&lt;br /&gt;My FYP.&lt;br /&gt;My Daily Grades.&lt;br /&gt;My CE Points.&lt;br /&gt;My Wedding.&lt;br /&gt;My Kursus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have time to go Shopping!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;I need to de-stress myself, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run, nina, run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I'm unemployed.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm working at the same time of studying, confirm aku meninggal dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, bought Baby Walker for Ryiesha. In Pink.&lt;br /&gt;Aww,... she love it. =)&lt;br /&gt;She kept moving here and there. (Paderhal baru going 5months)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so much relieve and happy when I'm playing with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for my talk soon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-2442615560256970619?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/2442615560256970619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2442615560256970619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2442615560256970619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/sorry.html' title='sorry.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-118621469076215608</id><published>2010-07-03T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T21:00:29.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TC8x8QXEDEI/AAAAAAAABHk/1JtDQ_SHmVM/s1600/Photo-0355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TC8x8QXEDEI/AAAAAAAABHk/1JtDQ_SHmVM/s400/Photo-0355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489661382041537602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meeting with the girls tomorrow at Woodland Interchange for our FYP.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Wished I could get over and done with it.&lt;br /&gt;A freaking 5 more weeks till our Final Evaluation.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be happy if I were to get at least a D.&lt;br /&gt;Why is our team so unlucky?&lt;br /&gt;We got two evaluators who are into programming!&lt;br /&gt;Double sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daily grades is just fucking terrible. Ok. For Sales Management only.&lt;br /&gt;Urrgh!&lt;br /&gt;School itself is driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still not over everything.&lt;br /&gt;I have other things to think about.&lt;br /&gt;I'm at my lowest now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll play The Sims 3.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me happy. For a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband (Boyfriend) is working.&lt;br /&gt;He's been working ever since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;After kursus yesterday, Husband went to work at 10.30pm till 5am (today).&lt;br /&gt;And Husband continue working today at 8am till 2am (tomorrow).&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow he's working at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Husband. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Monday I need to be in school extra early due to the unreasonable Facilitator who is a fucking Indian.&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not against Indian but I always have problem with Indians.)&lt;br /&gt;I guess they are just too fast for me to understand.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm too slow for them to absorb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-118621469076215608?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/118621469076215608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/118621469076215608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/118621469076215608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/07/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TC8x8QXEDEI/AAAAAAAABHk/1JtDQ_SHmVM/s72-c/Photo-0355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6526536991755704260</id><published>2010-06-29T12:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:46:58.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCl4JwC87jI/AAAAAAAABHc/N9p7F95K7nA/s1600/hospital-tycoon-pc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCl4JwC87jI/AAAAAAAABHc/N9p7F95K7nA/s400/hospital-tycoon-pc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488049729839099442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently in love with Hospital Tycoon.&lt;br /&gt;And right now, I'm having Healthcare Application.&lt;br /&gt;Macam ada link gitu ehks dgnn Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCl4HJT1PmI/AAAAAAAABHU/yE3kTM1mR18/s1600/169kwna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCl4HJT1PmI/AAAAAAAABHU/yE3kTM1mR18/s400/169kwna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488049685081177698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, used to play this game on brother's PlayStation long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;Back in those secondary days. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCl4GgehgmI/AAAAAAAABHM/L1ljoSNDC3M/s1600/eppzzn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCl4GgehgmI/AAAAAAAABHM/L1ljoSNDC3M/s400/eppzzn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488049674120168034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Studio just called me.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the photo shot!&lt;br /&gt;Anybody want me to recommend y'all so that you guys too can experience 'The Model For The Day'? Bilang aku, kay. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be bringing along Boyfriend only.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Aqidah's photo shot! Awesome! Lawar laaa.&lt;br /&gt;Ni buat aku makin tak sabar, tau.&lt;br /&gt;It's this Thursday and I cannot wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I got an awesome B for the Sales Management UT!&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough my daily grades suck, I'm still on the same level with the rest of the classmate who works their butt off for Sales Management.&lt;br /&gt;This shows I'm smart! (self-declare!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in need of a Mak Andam, a Photographer and just a pair of baju for me and Boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Need all those urgently by early August.&lt;br /&gt;Any reccommendation?&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking of Fatimah Mohsin: The Wedding Gallery. Hehhe&lt;br /&gt;But for sure, it will be soo busy. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should try The Studio since they have a wedding package but confirm very very expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end my post here. Bye Bitches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6526536991755704260?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6526536991755704260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6526536991755704260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6526536991755704260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/wedding.html' title='wedding'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCl4JwC87jI/AAAAAAAABHc/N9p7F95K7nA/s72-c/hospital-tycoon-pc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-7943443818794880258</id><published>2010-06-26T13:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:55:04.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the studio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCWUNrrbk5I/AAAAAAAABHE/lPMNg_Y-Ym4/s1600/dsc_2954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCWUNrrbk5I/AAAAAAAABHE/lPMNg_Y-Ym4/s400/dsc_2954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486954683804914578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I seriously can't wait for our photo shot this coming Thursday at The Studio!!!&lt;br /&gt;Got to thanks Aqidah for the recommendation and because of that, I'll be having a free makeover plus a photo shot and I'm bringing along Boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCWT20CbyRI/AAAAAAAABGs/BEPFbKRIpR4/s1600/dsc_3029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCWT20CbyRI/AAAAAAAABGs/BEPFbKRIpR4/s400/dsc_3029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486954290911889682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How's my day been going? It's been great.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Boyfriend had counseling session yesterday at Bukit Batok PPIS.&lt;br /&gt;Had a counseling session on our TJTA (Taylor-Johnson Temperament Analysis) test that we did during our Orientation of the course.&lt;br /&gt;So what is TJTA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="style26"&gt;The Taylor-Johnson Temperament Analysis® &lt;/span&gt; is one of the most widely used assessments for individual, premarital, marital, and family counseling. The T-JTA® measures 18 dimensions of personality (9 bipolar traits) that are important components of individual adjustment and interpersonal relationships. The T-JTA® has been used for more than 40 years by thousands of counseling professionals in a wide array of settings in the U.S. and around the world to help people understand themselves and significant others in their lives.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                                                     &lt;span class="style26"&gt;The Taylor-Johnson Temperament Analysis® (T-JTA®)&lt;/span&gt; is a quick and convenient method of measuring important personality traits that influence personal, interpersonal, scholastic, and vocational functioning and adjustment. It functions both a diagnostic device and counseling tool. The brief 180-question test can be administered to individuals, couples or groups in about 30 minutes (non-timed). The T-JTA is applicable for use with adolescents through senior adults.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCWT2mp0TSI/AAAAAAAABGk/zLq2WyhaXKE/s1600/dsc_3045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCWT2mp0TSI/AAAAAAAABGk/zLq2WyhaXKE/s400/dsc_3045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486954287318977826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The TJTA measures 9 personality traits and their opposites:&lt;br /&gt;                 • Nervous ↔ Composed&lt;br /&gt;(Boyfriend is more nervous than I am. But none of us are composed.)&lt;br /&gt;                 • Depressive ↔ Light-Hearted&lt;br /&gt;(Boyfriend is more depressive than I am. But none of us are light hearted)&lt;br /&gt;                 • Active-Social ↔ Quiet&lt;br /&gt;(Both Boyfriend and me are active-social)&lt;br /&gt;• Expressive-Responsive ↔ Inhibited&lt;br /&gt;(Boyfriend is more expressive-responsive compared to me. But none of us are inhibited)&lt;br /&gt;• Sympathetic ↔ Indifferent&lt;br /&gt;(I am sympathetic while Boyfriend is indifferent)&lt;br /&gt;                 • Subjective ↔ Objective&lt;br /&gt;(Boyfriend is more subjective than me. None of us are objective)&lt;br /&gt;                 • Dominant ↔ Submissive&lt;br /&gt;(I am more dominant than Boyfriend. None of us are submissive)&lt;br /&gt;                 • Hostile ↔ Tolerant&lt;br /&gt;(I am more hostile than Boyfriend. But none of use are tolerant)&lt;br /&gt;                 • Self-Disciplined  ↔ Impulsive&lt;br /&gt;(Can't remember this but both of us are self-disciplined).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCWT2Br4EVI/AAAAAAAABGc/tfDM3CUif9Q/s1600/dsc_3066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCWT2Br4EVI/AAAAAAAABGc/tfDM3CUif9Q/s400/dsc_3066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486954277395501394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Nervous - Tense, high-strung, apprehensive.&lt;br /&gt;Composed - Calm, relaxed, tranquil&lt;br /&gt;Depressive - Pessimistic, discouraged, dejected&lt;br /&gt;Light-hearted - Happy, cheerful, optimistic&lt;br /&gt;Active-Social - Energetic, enthusiastic, socially involved&lt;br /&gt;quiet - Socially inactive, lethargic, withdrawn&lt;br /&gt;Expressive-Responsive - Spontaneous, affectionate, demonstrate&lt;br /&gt;Inhibited - Restrained, unresponsive, repressed&lt;br /&gt;Sympathetic - Kind, understanding, compassionate&lt;br /&gt;Indifferent - Unsympathetic, insensitive, unfeeling&lt;br /&gt;Subjective - Emotional, illogical, self-absorbed&lt;br /&gt;Objective - Fair-minded, reasonable, logical&lt;br /&gt;Dominant - Confident, assertive, competitive&lt;br /&gt;Submissive - Passive, compliant, dependent&lt;br /&gt;Hostile - Critical, argumentative, punitive&lt;br /&gt;Tolerant - Accepting, patient, humane&lt;br /&gt;Self-Discipline - Controlled, methodical, preserving&lt;br /&gt;Impulsive - Uncontrolled, disorganized, changeable.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, me and Boyfriend got our results for our TJTA test.&lt;br /&gt;What the counselor told us is that:&lt;br /&gt;This is very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I've never had experience a couple who had the exactly same personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, me and Boyfriend had the exactly same personality.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder the both of us feel so comfortable with each other even on our first meet up together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCWT1l7zDfI/AAAAAAAABGU/7wZKR8utwwQ/s1600/dsc_3019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCWT1l7zDfI/AAAAAAAABGU/7wZKR8utwwQ/s400/dsc_3019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486954269946088946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-7943443818794880258?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/7943443818794880258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/studio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7943443818794880258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7943443818794880258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/studio.html' title='the studio'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCWUNrrbk5I/AAAAAAAABHE/lPMNg_Y-Ym4/s72-c/dsc_2954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-5750471251810594857</id><published>2010-06-23T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T19:41:32.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCHxACalBiI/AAAAAAAABE0/DMPbr7QiAyE/s1600/Photo-0347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCHxACalBiI/AAAAAAAABE0/DMPbr7QiAyE/s400/Photo-0347.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485930804064618018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good day gorgeous ladies!&lt;br /&gt;Today, it rain heavily. True, girls? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Boyfriend was on our way to PPIS at bukit batok from Republic Poly (after our FYP meeting) when it rain so heavily at the expressway! Damn!&lt;br /&gt;So, we stopped at the shelter(the bridge) at CCK expressway there.&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the rain to stop, we had our quick lunch of KFC chicken and Zinger.&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit soggy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in the PPIS all wet!&lt;br /&gt;Effin cold! My feet already turned blue. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day wasn't that great today.&lt;br /&gt;Went to NorthPoint before heading to school to buy my contacts. Bought 4 boxes. =)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;He dotes on me. Hehhs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-5750471251810594857?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/5750471251810594857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5750471251810594857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5750471251810594857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/rain.html' title='rain.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCHxACalBiI/AAAAAAAABE0/DMPbr7QiAyE/s72-c/Photo-0347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-2791476629574804692</id><published>2010-06-22T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T23:52:01.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCDZE0S4P-I/AAAAAAAABEs/LuNDfzhlWOA/s400/Photo-0350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485623022917795810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello gorgeous ladies!&lt;br /&gt;I am super duper happy today despite a few downs.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;I got an A! (again) in Financial Accounting!&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I got an A, I got a great Individual Comment and Team Comment.&lt;br /&gt;The team comment is more like commenting on me. Hahha. But it's indirectly la. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than getting an A, I got to spend time with dear boyfriend at Hoover!&lt;br /&gt;Hoover always make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the 4hours ride, sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today's lesson was great too!&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to love doing SAP hands-on. Fuh!&lt;br /&gt;But the calculation for the Medisave, MediShield or other insurance company makes me confused.&lt;br /&gt;Very leceh tau.&lt;br /&gt;Must calculate government subsidy, insurance, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, today's problem is about Healthcare Application.&lt;br /&gt;So, I berangan-berangan la kerja kat hospital jap.&lt;br /&gt;Konon-konon nyer buat billing of patient, admission of patient, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, there's FYP with the girls. =(&lt;br /&gt;Babe, I very lazy la.&lt;br /&gt;Tired tau.&lt;br /&gt;Once in awhile I also want to have my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I woke up late. Haiyoo.&lt;br /&gt;Monday to Friday, waking up early to school.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday and Sunday, Baby Ryiesha will confirm wake me up at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, there's another counselling session with PPIS and both mine and boyfriend's parent plus us. It's time for the results! Muahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll end the post here.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll play Playboy: The Mansion.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not tired. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-2791476629574804692?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/2791476629574804692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2791476629574804692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2791476629574804692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy.html' title='happy.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TCDZE0S4P-I/AAAAAAAABEs/LuNDfzhlWOA/s72-c/Photo-0350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-8102675971994414920</id><published>2010-06-18T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T16:03:51.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GSS</title><content type='html'>Meeting with the girls today at 4pm with the new FYP Advisor.&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye Edward. I will totally miss you and your stupid-ness.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the new FYP Advisor sounds like SpongeBob. Hehhe. Can squeeze-squeeze your pocket! Maybe the next meeting shall be at some awesome restaurant, huh new Mr. Advisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick FYP meet up, will be heading to PPIS at Bukit Batok for another session with Uztad aka Tok Kadi. Weee! (aww... if pasal agama, confirm-confirm cannot sit together with Boyfriend.)&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it will be the same fun-nest like on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went shopping with dearest Boyfriend at town!&lt;br /&gt;We totally spend around S$300. (correction! Boyfriend spend around S$300.)&lt;br /&gt;As always, I will go for the dresses and I bought two lovely dresses. Wee! Nina suka sgt! And I also bought a top. (finally! a top!)&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend? He spend his money at Zara. He spend more than me, ok.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily all my stuff got sale (70% off). Unlike his. No sale at all. Isyhk!&lt;br /&gt;But it's his money. So, can't complain much about it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw, Mango sale rabak per!&lt;br /&gt;It's packed with Ladies! (obviously)&lt;br /&gt;But didn't buy anything from there because me and Boyfriend are concentrating more on how to get out of the shop. Hahha. A lot of obstacle uhh.&lt;br /&gt;Got FAT ladies, got SLOW ladies, got KECOH ladies, got LONG HANDS ladies. (long leg also got)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently waiting for my S$800 to be in MY account! Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;Actually wanted to put it into Boyfriend account but RP called and asked for mine instead because they don't want to be held responsible if the money didn't get through.&lt;br /&gt;So, better be safe than sorry. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun learning Financial Accounting yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in FA, I did the problem statement and i read the Pre-Reading before coming to class! Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll get another A. Pretty please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. It's only the 4th team and it's now 3.58pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faci, please stop your 'ngada-ngada' and make your 6P fast, bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall end my post here.&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bitches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-8102675971994414920?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/8102675971994414920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/gss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/8102675971994414920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/8102675971994414920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/gss.html' title='GSS'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-5376661115382653541</id><published>2010-06-14T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T23:59:30.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>titian kasih</title><content type='html'>It's been quite some time since I last blogged. I've been very busy with a lot of thing (paderhal time holiday melepak kat rumah).&lt;br /&gt;I have just started my "Titian Kasih" aka Marriage Course at PPIS. I thought marriage courses will be boring because I will be held at Mosque, and plus I need to cover myself up. But NO. =)&lt;br /&gt;Still, I need to be berpakaian tertib. No sleeveless, short, etc. Clothes that are too revealing. Even for the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a 6weeks course. Every week. Monday and Friday. And today was my 2nd lesson. How was it? It's so FUN. Very fun. Today is about knowing yourself and your partner. Had some couple activity where we draw up our family tree. His and mine combine together. Writing down each of our strength and weaknesses. Boyfriend so bad. He can't think of any strengths for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So, what's my strength?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boyfriend:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ermm... I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You don't know? You so jahat la. So, I don't have any strength?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boyfriend:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your looks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Huh? My looks? Can't you think of any other? Tak kan aku satu pon tak ada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's quite surprising that it's hard for him to list down my strength. =(&lt;br /&gt;Sad, tau aku.&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to my weaknesses, fuhh! Macam-macam uhh dalam otak Boyfriend. Itu lahh, ini lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I won a prize! For knowing what Boyfriend fear the most. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily during the class, Boyfriend is not reserved. =)&lt;br /&gt;And I am so looking forward for the next lesson which is on Friday! Woohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-5376661115382653541?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/5376661115382653541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/titian-kasih.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5376661115382653541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5376661115382653541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/titian-kasih.html' title='titian kasih'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-5120084324528151451</id><published>2010-06-06T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:27:32.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some people</title><content type='html'>Some people tak sedar diri dorang tu sape.&lt;br /&gt;Some people think that they are so great.&lt;br /&gt;Some people say whatever they want.&lt;br /&gt;And some people want others to listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you, I'm half heart-ed to go there.&lt;br /&gt;Why should I be the one to angkat buah korang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may look soft and gembeng.&lt;br /&gt;But you don't like it when I'm angry, ok?&lt;br /&gt;So don't push it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niat aku baik.&lt;br /&gt;I guess you're too blind to even see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-5120084324528151451?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/5120084324528151451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5120084324528151451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5120084324528151451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-people.html' title='some people'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-1018827468810038572</id><published>2010-06-06T12:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T12:52:14.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ali setan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAsoXBUQ_1I/AAAAAAAABEk/fSCRMOSklN4/s400/alisetanfrontyj5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479517747581878098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A freshman meets a prankster en-route to her first semester in university and a series of love-hate events start developing between them. When one of his pranks goes too far, he finally confesses his love for her. Unbeknownst to her and many others, he carries a secret which finally catches up with him and threatens to tear them apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Watched this movie on Friday night. My mom loves this movie when she was a teenager. Seriously, the movie is kinda cute. And yes, I smile to myself everytime the couple had a fun, childish yet romantic moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ali: Bak kacang tu!&lt;br /&gt;Singh: Untuk apa?&lt;br /&gt;Ali: Umpan lah, bodoh!&lt;br /&gt;Singh: Umpan? Umpan apa?&lt;br /&gt;Ali: Umpan ayam lah!&lt;br /&gt;Singh: Ayam makan kacang?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-1018827468810038572?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/1018827468810038572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/ali-setan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/1018827468810038572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/1018827468810038572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/ali-setan.html' title='ali setan'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAsoXBUQ_1I/AAAAAAAABEk/fSCRMOSklN4/s72-c/alisetanfrontyj5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-1453671688324514018</id><published>2010-06-06T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T12:28:51.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe. maybe not.</title><content type='html'>Did I hurt you that bad?&lt;br /&gt;Why is she involve in between us?&lt;br /&gt;I thought it's between us.&lt;br /&gt;I am and was shocked by her words.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's over. Really over.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's not. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm really am useless.&lt;br /&gt;A piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;I stink where ever I go.&lt;br /&gt;That's why people tend to point fingers at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're right.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm wrong. All the time.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just shut up.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'll be reserved. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;If that's what people want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I should stand up.&lt;br /&gt;Say what's in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am terribly hurt, for your information.&lt;br /&gt;I did cry the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurt.&lt;br /&gt;My head hurt.&lt;br /&gt;My heart hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a friend.&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to hear me out.&lt;br /&gt;Emotions and feelings are stuck in me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bursting.&lt;br /&gt;Do you mind hearing me out?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not. I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret.&lt;br /&gt;Having her.&lt;br /&gt;Going there.&lt;br /&gt;Praying hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like it's all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;That's just what people say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I couldn't commit,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have stayed all this time.&lt;br /&gt;I would have left.&lt;br /&gt;I would be far away.&lt;br /&gt;Far far away.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't. Didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your definition of good?&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;I tried but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I hate trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things seems unfair for me.&lt;br /&gt;For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I in this state?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it hard for me to smile?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I hear my laughter?&lt;br /&gt;Where's that 'happiness'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop this nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm of no effect to you.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just your lust.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;But you never said things that make me go ga-ga over you.&lt;br /&gt;How would I know that I'm special?&lt;br /&gt;I'm always wrong, useless to you.&lt;br /&gt;Am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are ugly now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-1453671688324514018?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/1453671688324514018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/maybe-maybe-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/1453671688324514018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/1453671688324514018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/maybe-maybe-not.html' title='maybe. maybe not.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-7428785386641341246</id><published>2010-06-01T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T19:05:38.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogskins.</title><content type='html'>Since I'm having my holiday, I'll be spending time creating new blogskins for y'all.&lt;br /&gt;Check my other &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/ryiesha"&gt;blogskins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes. Two new blogskins. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=340416&amp;action=Preview"&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TATnA5sqoNI/AAAAAAAABEc/bgi5Xw5_cFw/s400/Capture.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477757049463546066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=340434&amp;action=Preview"&gt;Preview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TATnAiEXA2I/AAAAAAAABEU/3UlKZyP-Mdw/s400/Capture1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477757043120472930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1004122651582784756-7428785386641341246?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/7428785386641341246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/blogskins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7428785386641341246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7428785386641341246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/06/blogskins.html' title='blogskins.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TATnA5sqoNI/AAAAAAAABEc/bgi5Xw5_cFw/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-2225219783454199563</id><published>2010-05-31T16:10:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T16:59:22.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Gentle Reminder:&lt;br /&gt;This post will be heavy with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Was looking through my old album and there's many funny, censored, disgusting pictures of me. Hahha. So, I'm kind enough to share some of those pictures. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This isn't new. This photo was taken recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN3ZA_hNQI/AAAAAAAABEM/BeIgcnhXklA/s1600/Photo-0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN3ZA_hNQI/AAAAAAAABEM/BeIgcnhXklA/s400/Photo-0334.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477352843459507458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo was taken in the ZOO. When was it? If I'm not wrong it's when I was a Year 2 student in RP. During the 1st semester. The trip to the ZOO was free anyway. Nak pergi ZOO, calling aku. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN3Y2bUqfI/AAAAAAAABEE/yPELfw17BZI/s1600/P1000366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN3Y2bUqfI/AAAAAAAABEE/yPELfw17BZI/s400/P1000366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477352840623335922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really know why or what I was doing. Boyfriend snap this shot of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN3YU-nL2I/AAAAAAAABD8/BeC50Ai1oHA/s1600/P1000354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN3YU-nL2I/AAAAAAAABD8/BeC50Ai1oHA/s400/P1000354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477352831644544866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that he's real. But he's just a dummy. At the ZOO also. At the kid's place: Kampung House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN3XnAOpTI/AAAAAAAABD0/XEw82eyfLFQ/s1600/P1000364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN3XnAOpTI/AAAAAAAABD0/XEw82eyfLFQ/s400/P1000364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477352819303294258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In real life, Boyfriend is afraid of those little thing. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN3XTGdbnI/AAAAAAAABDs/x1rScmdFGT0/s1600/P1000374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN3XTGdbnI/AAAAAAAABDs/x1rScmdFGT0/s400/P1000374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477352813960719986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN2cTegi6I/AAAAAAAABDk/Dw5rhFprSWI/s1600/P1000353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN2cTegi6I/AAAAAAAABDk/Dw5rhFprSWI/s400/P1000353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477351800449305506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was this? A few months back I guess. While waiting for our movie to start. If I remember correctly, it's at Causeway Point. Boyfriend tak de kerja, petik gambar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN2b81sP2I/AAAAAAAABDc/Rf0uUWUNyV4/s1600/Photo-0308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN2b81sP2I/AAAAAAAABDc/Rf0uUWUNyV4/s400/Photo-0308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477351794372525922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Seoul Garden and Boyfriend's first trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN2beqg5JI/AAAAAAAABDU/Y6XkdOvT0Rc/s1600/Photo-0086a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN2beqg5JI/AAAAAAAABDU/Y6XkdOvT0Rc/s400/Photo-0086a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477351786272580754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN2bHGllCI/AAAAAAAABDM/wQaeIcwpf_A/s1600/SP_A0524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN2bHGllCI/AAAAAAAABDM/wQaeIcwpf_A/s400/SP_A0524.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477351779947877410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me wearing Boyfriend's old McDonald's shirt. That time, he was still working at Bedok Mc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN2akiT5QI/AAAAAAAABDE/UrU1sEeztyM/s1600/Photo1461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN2akiT5QI/AAAAAAAABDE/UrU1sEeztyM/s400/Photo1461.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477351770668918018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1pwy07EI/AAAAAAAABC8/K8S4ZeuLikI/s1600/Photo1457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1pwy07EI/AAAAAAAABC8/K8S4ZeuLikI/s400/Photo1457.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477350932145826882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1pkCFyFI/AAAAAAAABC0/ItyggZVW5lU/s1600/Photo1441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1pkCFyFI/AAAAAAAABC0/ItyggZVW5lU/s400/Photo1441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477350928720185426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1pTRsidI/AAAAAAAABCs/Ir3ivAGpkCM/s1600/Photo1417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1pTRsidI/AAAAAAAABCs/Ir3ivAGpkCM/s400/Photo1417.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477350924222237138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1pMSJAUI/AAAAAAAABCk/wPxuOZQP5Qc/s1600/Photo1028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1pMSJAUI/AAAAAAAABCk/wPxuOZQP5Qc/s400/Photo1028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477350922345054530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1o-92JxI/AAAAAAAABCc/c4M07eqe0U4/s1600/Funn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1o-92JxI/AAAAAAAABCc/c4M07eqe0U4/s400/Funn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477350918770272018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1GwOhoZI/AAAAAAAABCU/hsJD7poWzm0/s1600/Photo0658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1GwOhoZI/AAAAAAAABCU/hsJD7poWzm0/s400/Photo0658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477350330698146194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1GvyuLBI/AAAAAAAABCM/TBQj2y638HI/s1600/Photo0417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1GvyuLBI/AAAAAAAABCM/TBQj2y638HI/s400/Photo0417.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477350330581527570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1GVbpZwI/AAAAAAAABCE/npxc3AZ5T4o/s1600/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1GVbpZwI/AAAAAAAABCE/npxc3AZ5T4o/s400/DSC00294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477350323505424130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1FxDLuwI/AAAAAAAABB8/H3lFgE4db1M/s1600/DSC00802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1FxDLuwI/AAAAAAAABB8/H3lFgE4db1M/s400/DSC00802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477350313739139842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1FaZf8eI/AAAAAAAABB0/rx0h7zRyAZw/s1600/Photo1561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN1FaZf8eI/AAAAAAAABB0/rx0h7zRyAZw/s400/Photo1561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477350307658723810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0hIFQz8I/AAAAAAAABBs/Z99d5M_BcRU/s1600/Photo1560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0hIFQz8I/AAAAAAAABBs/Z99d5M_BcRU/s400/Photo1560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477349684266717122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0g3XfDbI/AAAAAAAABBk/oYmyeXeCw2o/s1600/Photo1559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0g3XfDbI/AAAAAAAABBk/oYmyeXeCw2o/s400/Photo1559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477349679779745202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0goO6sWI/AAAAAAAABBc/AsNiXtlO4FU/s1600/Photo1556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0goO6sWI/AAAAAAAABBc/AsNiXtlO4FU/s400/Photo1556.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477349675717276002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0gKG1D4I/AAAAAAAABBU/XxnbieSGWyc/s1600/Photo1553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0gKG1D4I/AAAAAAAABBU/XxnbieSGWyc/s400/Photo1553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477349667630288770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0f5b4poI/AAAAAAAABBM/KQfGhk8MwJc/s1600/Photo1551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0f5b4poI/AAAAAAAABBM/KQfGhk8MwJc/s400/Photo1551.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477349663155201666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were still friends. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0Ifsu5AI/AAAAAAAABBE/TIg6qh971Lo/s1600/Photo098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0Ifsu5AI/AAAAAAAABBE/TIg6qh971Lo/s400/Photo098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477349261109552130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0IPPc8LI/AAAAAAAABA8/X4QEDnuC2Ns/s1600/1_781503672l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0IPPc8LI/AAAAAAAABA8/X4QEDnuC2Ns/s400/1_781503672l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477349256691773618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0Hr2QR_I/AAAAAAAABA0/NqSiDNive0o/s1600/1_639499379l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0Hr2QR_I/AAAAAAAABA0/NqSiDNive0o/s400/1_639499379l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477349247190845426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having bangs when I was in Year 1, 1st semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0HVN7NLI/AAAAAAAABAs/ssVFBygSd8E/s1600/1_301988879l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0HVN7NLI/AAAAAAAABAs/ssVFBygSd8E/s400/1_301988879l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477349241116112050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0GwOmdII/AAAAAAAABAk/4fOD-i9lB64/s1600/1_129967826l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 330px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN0GwOmdII/AAAAAAAABAk/4fOD-i9lB64/s400/1_129967826l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477349231186834562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzv4WBhxI/AAAAAAAABAc/7faxaIWk_VI/s1600/1_118317819l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzv4WBhxI/AAAAAAAABAc/7faxaIWk_VI/s400/1_118317819l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477348838228461330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzvZHIOyI/AAAAAAAABAU/TbW6D0EoDcQ/s1600/1_523594208l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzvZHIOyI/AAAAAAAABAU/TbW6D0EoDcQ/s400/1_523594208l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477348829844486946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzvLBeoPI/AAAAAAAABAM/DZF4Sc_uJNQ/s1600/Photo0669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzvLBeoPI/AAAAAAAABAM/DZF4Sc_uJNQ/s400/Photo0669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477348826062692594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzu7151aI/AAAAAAAABAE/iAtP4nRxBAU/s1600/Photo0964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzu7151aI/AAAAAAAABAE/iAtP4nRxBAU/s400/Photo0964.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477348821987612066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzukfnInI/AAAAAAAAA_8/hkPc-qGyQbA/s1600/Photo0702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzukfnInI/AAAAAAAAA_8/hkPc-qGyQbA/s400/Photo0702.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477348815720096370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzTYr3J0I/AAAAAAAAA_0/GSSPqPzMFXM/s1600/Photo0682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzTYr3J0I/AAAAAAAAA_0/GSSPqPzMFXM/s400/Photo0682.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477348348693784386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzTJgGBQI/AAAAAAAAA_s/x1Ue0bf_YHw/s1600/Photo0608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzTJgGBQI/AAAAAAAAA_s/x1Ue0bf_YHw/s400/Photo0608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477348344617895170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzS0ttL8I/AAAAAAAAA_k/_a5PIBl1MC0/s1600/Photo0539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzS0ttL8I/AAAAAAAAA_k/_a5PIBl1MC0/s400/Photo0539.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477348339037843394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzSuCzC_I/AAAAAAAAA_c/rpQQcPEvWw0/s1600/Photo1173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzSuCzC_I/AAAAAAAAA_c/rpQQcPEvWw0/s400/Photo1173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477348337247259634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzSRrIUqI/AAAAAAAAA_U/j5DLzYM_x-A/s1600/Photo1168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANzSRrIUqI/AAAAAAAAA_U/j5DLzYM_x-A/s400/Photo1168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477348329631797922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyghgHQqI/AAAAAAAAA_M/WvHkETDVw8w/s1600/Photo1158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyghgHQqI/AAAAAAAAA_M/WvHkETDVw8w/s400/Photo1158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477347474887099042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANygZgCs0I/AAAAAAAAA_E/qdtesw-ijDw/s1600/Photo1150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANygZgCs0I/AAAAAAAAA_E/qdtesw-ijDw/s400/Photo1150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477347472739316546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANygMOBSLI/AAAAAAAAA-8/HnFOagFtFYM/s1600/Photo1149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANygMOBSLI/AAAAAAAAA-8/HnFOagFtFYM/s400/Photo1149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477347469174065330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyf3ECVlI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Ac3ZvWCzs-g/s1600/Photo1125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyf3ECVlI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Ac3ZvWCzs-g/s400/Photo1125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477347463495046738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyfo9-qKI/AAAAAAAAA-s/h0ttHtFtfnc/s1600/Photo1118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyfo9-qKI/AAAAAAAAA-s/h0ttHtFtfnc/s400/Photo1118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477347459711543458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyI9jztLI/AAAAAAAAA-k/981SqAOEGeM/s1600/Photo1116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyI9jztLI/AAAAAAAAA-k/981SqAOEGeM/s400/Photo1116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477347070101927090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyItioxQI/AAAAAAAAA-c/v_Gv5APVT9M/s1600/Photo1108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyItioxQI/AAAAAAAAA-c/v_Gv5APVT9M/s400/Photo1108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477347065802048770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyIaaTG5I/AAAAAAAAA-U/6ML7kP4-tN0/s1600/Photo1104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyIaaTG5I/AAAAAAAAA-U/6ML7kP4-tN0/s400/Photo1104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477347060666801042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyIMvwxWI/AAAAAAAAA-M/yvAkXDhM1eo/s1600/Photo1103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyIMvwxWI/AAAAAAAAA-M/yvAkXDhM1eo/s400/Photo1103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477347056998729058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyHwvkmlI/AAAAAAAAA-E/XjgbHDrJue4/s1600/combine3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANyHwvkmlI/AAAAAAAAA-E/XjgbHDrJue4/s400/combine3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477347049481738834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to take weird pictures and play with my food. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANxMKFHroI/AAAAAAAAA90/YYM1rd2pOAg/s1600/Picture_043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANxMKFHroI/AAAAAAAAA90/YYM1rd2pOAg/s400/Picture_043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477346025490853506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I seriously look effin FAT in this picture! In 2008 I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANxLzaxKUI/AAAAAAAAA9s/5lYpXYXXmJo/s1600/Picture_062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANxLzaxKUI/AAAAAAAAA9s/5lYpXYXXmJo/s400/Picture_062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477346019407636802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANxLf4q9vI/AAAAAAAAA9k/QEQ2_dMplTs/s1600/Picture_016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANxLf4q9vI/AAAAAAAAA9k/QEQ2_dMplTs/s400/Picture_016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477346014164350706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First year in RP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwpa-ab3I/AAAAAAAAA9c/kxxJDmXwfdw/s1600/3_different_world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwpa-ab3I/AAAAAAAAA9c/kxxJDmXwfdw/s400/3_different_world.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477345428730703730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First year too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwoywv9rI/AAAAAAAAA9U/3m2xA-2_Mkk/s1600/Photo0432b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwoywv9rI/AAAAAAAAA9U/3m2xA-2_Mkk/s400/Photo0432b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477345417935976114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures with cousin while the boys sing and play their hearts out at the jamming room. Brother was there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwovXhXvI/AAAAAAAAA9M/aMWdDm8JxDw/s1600/Photo0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwovXhXvI/AAAAAAAAA9M/aMWdDm8JxDw/s400/Photo0380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477345417024855794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwofB0p-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/4pi4rU4Rj3Y/s1600/Photo0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwofB0p-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/4pi4rU4Rj3Y/s400/Photo0377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477345412638877666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwoK_3EnI/AAAAAAAAA88/r08DmpnnuBo/s1600/Photo0376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwoK_3EnI/AAAAAAAAA88/r08DmpnnuBo/s400/Photo0376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477345407261938290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cam Whoring with Mama and Sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwLE3lpmI/AAAAAAAAA80/nXYo6ipQjzY/s1600/Photo0220AA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwLE3lpmI/AAAAAAAAA80/nXYo6ipQjzY/s400/Photo0220AA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477344907400423010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in M.I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwK_30n0I/AAAAAAAAA8s/MzjijcGTKgg/s1600/CIMG1959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwK_30n0I/AAAAAAAAA8s/MzjijcGTKgg/s400/CIMG1959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477344906059226946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwKlNIcPI/AAAAAAAAA8k/41jOA99CMBM/s1600/CIMG0881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwKlNIcPI/AAAAAAAAA8k/41jOA99CMBM/s400/CIMG0881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477344898900848882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In M.I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwKLVLoKI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Y9CGQNO3--s/s1600/1_444567154l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwKLVLoKI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Y9CGQNO3--s/s400/1_444567154l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477344891955290274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With cousins. When I was Sec 5 I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwJ0iL86I/AAAAAAAAA8U/2EWiTtcn-BY/s1600/CIMG0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TANwJ0iL86I/AAAAAAAAA8U/2EWiTtcn-BY/s400/CIMG0480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477344885835821986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-2225219783454199563?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/2225219783454199563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/old-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2225219783454199563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2225219783454199563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/old-picture.html' title='old picture'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/TAN3ZA_hNQI/AAAAAAAABEM/BeIgcnhXklA/s72-c/Photo-0334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6826741474264456997</id><published>2010-05-31T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T15:16:16.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kecoh betol!</title><content type='html'>Dead boring. Somebody make me laugh please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going ICA on Wednesday for collection of Ryiesha's passport.&lt;br /&gt;FYP meeting with the girls is on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Watching Shrek with Boyfriend and Family on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, that's my schedule for this week. Maybe there's more but still in progress. Haven't confirm yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm spending most of my holiday doing Database (i don't know why but the PHP code just doesn't seem to work and I'm redo-ing the database because somehow it doesn't seems right).&lt;br /&gt;I won't be doing coding like a freak the whole time btw. I'm also spending the time playing Time Management Games. It's so fun when you can download all those full and free version games. So, I won't be having a time limit of an hour to play the game. Btw, I've came across a new website which has tons of free yet full version games. Any games. You name it. =)&lt;br /&gt;Currently I'm playing:&lt;br /&gt;- Diner Dash 5: Collector's Edition&lt;br /&gt;- Wedding Dash: Ready Aim Love&lt;br /&gt;- DinerTown Detective Agency&lt;br /&gt;- Avenue Flo&lt;br /&gt;- Alice's Tea Cup Madness&lt;br /&gt;- Hotel Dash&lt;br /&gt;Many more... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know to link, drop me a message. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my neighborhood is crazy. People are throwing cardboard boxes around, throwing equipment into the back of the lorry, shouting, crying and etc. All at the same time. Can't I have 1minute of silence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this new movie coming up in June (Malaysian Movie. Coming this June in Malaysia. Does not include Singapore). Another 'Adnan Sempit' kinda movie. But it's not Shaheizy Sam. It's Nabil from the Raja Lawak competition. OMG! He's very funny. If you watch the youtube: Nabil Raja Lawak Final, you know what I mean. =)&lt;br /&gt;I'm  not sure if he's still together with Irma Hasmi. Maybe he is or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after further research, the title of this new movie is: Kecoh Betul.&lt;br /&gt;Omg. Got to watch this! Saiful Apek is also acting. Saiful Apek + Nabil, confirm kecoh!&lt;br /&gt;Watch the trailer at &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kFYKh5lPxn0"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm ending my post here.&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bitches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6826741474264456997?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6826741474264456997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/kecoh-betol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6826741474264456997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6826741474264456997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/kecoh-betol.html' title='kecoh betol!'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-5205158528049979657</id><published>2010-05-27T11:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:52:30.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>proposal.</title><content type='html'>3 days straight of Tom Yum for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Monday was at Nana Thai.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, Al-Ameen at Bukit Batok (Jalan Remaja).&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, Al-Ameen at Woodland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today? Shall we have it at Pataya Restaurant? Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;Bankrupt Boyfriend nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so effin stress with the Final Year Project.&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed to do coding by now.&lt;br /&gt;But how can we do coding without a database.&lt;br /&gt;And, how can we start on the codes when there's no data in the database.&lt;br /&gt;Get it? Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday night, I was starring blankly at my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Something is missing..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Should have done the database in the earlier part.&lt;br /&gt;But it's OK. There's always struggle in every success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And girls, I really want to impress the company.&lt;br /&gt;If you people don't know, our FYP is a proposal for a Japanese restaurant in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;We need to create an online order website. (Just like McDonald, etc).&lt;br /&gt;If they like our website, it will be a great opportunity for our career.&lt;br /&gt;S$10,000 kepe... Fuuuh! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough crapping.&lt;br /&gt;I have UT today for Financial Accounting.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to score for Financial Accounting. Pretty please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-5205158528049979657?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/5205158528049979657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/proposal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5205158528049979657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5205158528049979657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/proposal.html' title='proposal.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-5596838734467775682</id><published>2010-05-25T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T13:57:42.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>selfish.</title><content type='html'>what a day...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go down for my second break.&lt;br /&gt;I am fucking terribly hungry.&lt;br /&gt;I only had Bandung for breakfast and lunch. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I'll be going hungry until Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know you're so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;Everything should be OK with me but not with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-5596838734467775682?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/5596838734467775682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/selfish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5596838734467775682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5596838734467775682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/selfish.html' title='selfish.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-5885116797168009627</id><published>2010-05-25T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T12:21:06.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continuation.</title><content type='html'>continuation from yesterday's post (since I'm having my break now and Boyfriend is still in class, I'll continue my update on yesterday)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to tell you people that yesterday when we're at Town, Boyfriend was approached by 'Silent Whisper' (remember the one who auditioned at Singapore Idol?). I'm not sure if that's him but, hello!, I can't hear what you're saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked Boyfriend the direction of the MRT I guess.&lt;br /&gt;But Boyfriend could not hear him. Seriously, open your mouth. And speak louder.&lt;br /&gt;He was whispering the whole time. Worst than whispering. Boyfriend had to get very very close to him to actually hear what he's saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having Financial Accounting now. Sucks. Buy hey, last week was great. Got an A for that module! Best! But today kinda sucks. Played "Diner Dash: Collection" the whole time. So, I was not listening to what the Facilitator was talking. (padahal he was really beside me, teaching and explaining to the class.)  He sucks. I like my last week's Facilitator. But too bad, she's only sementara because my original Facilitator had to go ermm, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's my UT? I did terribly bad, lahh. I had no time to complete my Finance&amp;amp;Banking UT! And so did the rest of my classmates. I actually like the module because it feels like I'm in a Banking world doing Cheque clearing, counting interest, etc. Macam cool. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God thursday is the last day of school. 2 weeks break! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;But it won't be much of  a woohoo if Boyfriend is working. I know, my life sucks. But I like it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always say, enjoy your life first and then get settle down and get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't apply to me actually. What more could I enjoy? I have everything. I've did the worst and done the best. And plus, I do need a man in my life. Boyfriend is my happiness for me and yea, family too. Not forgetting beloved Ryiesha. I guess, that's all I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life without dear Boyfriend, would be tough. If he's not part of my life right now, I wouldn't be wearing nice dresses. I wouldn't be shopping every single week. I wouldn't get to smile often and laugh because sometimes Boyfriend can be quite a clown. Seriously. He completes me.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, waiting for Boyfriend to finish his work then go makan. I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, he just MSN-ed. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-5885116797168009627?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/5885116797168009627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/continuation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5885116797168009627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5885116797168009627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/continuation.html' title='continuation.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-1995174619305885648</id><published>2010-05-24T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T23:13:37.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick.</title><content type='html'>Just a very quick update here and I'll promise to give a proper update, ermm... when I got the time. Hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of walking. Shopped at Town with dearest Boyfriend. Supposed to buy new shoe. But I ended up buying two dresses at this particular shop in which I forgot the name. It's Uni-something. Can't remember. I still prefer to shop at 313@Somerset. But Boyfriend hungry like mad and we head to Far East and had our Dinner at Nana Thai. So since I'm at Far East, I might as well shopped there. But nothing catches my eye. From 3rd level to 1st. So last was the basement. And finally, bought two pretty dresses. Thank you Boyfriend. Bought 3 fake lashes too. And to my surprise the gum isn't included! Patutlah murah. Isyhk! And Boyfriend suggested to put SuperGlue. Hahha. Bagus sekali idea kau. My Mascara finish actually. Nak beli tapi kesiankan Boyfriend. So bought fake lashes as an alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping, head to Arab St. for Sheesha together with Dan who has been waiting for us for half an hour. Hahha. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Wa nak tidur. Goodbye and Goodnight people.&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bitches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-1995174619305885648?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/1995174619305885648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/quick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/1995174619305885648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/1995174619305885648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/quick.html' title='quick.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-860653389110136915</id><published>2010-05-19T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:48:58.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S_P19fG6xzI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Glt-yRK-rco/s400/Nina-92.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472988408856626994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"why don't they let us fall in love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm feeling sick and tired. My nose sucks. It's so dry. Very dry. And it's painful whenever I tried breathing in. Every minute, I need to put water in my nose. It's so irritating. And please, no Vicks for me. It's too strong for my dry yet runny nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had FYP meeting with the girls. I was late. Again. The only difference, I was terribly late today. Was supposed to meet the girls and the advisor at 9am. But met up with them at only 1pm I guess. Sorry girls. I was very tired and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S_P18-3eiVI/AAAAAAAAA8E/HcCR1ukndG8/s400/tumblr_l0vr7nsNAA1qbxh0co1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472988400201926994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having Sales Management UT (Understanding Test) tomorrow. Arrgh!&lt;br /&gt;I've already compile all the 6Ps into 1. Weee! Now, it will be much more better and easy if I need to refer to my 6Ps during my UT. So, I don't need to open all my 6Ps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bill kinda bomb for last month. Not because of SMS, MMS nor my outgoing calls. It's my data usage. I guess I've been using a lot surfing the net. It's just so nice to use the Blackberry Bold to surf the net. The trackball navigation is just so awesome to scroll around when surfing the net. It's so easy and navigable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S_P18fPWx-I/AAAAAAAAA78/hGgXpUDjzqI/s400/tumblr_l0ds7qMlyQ1qbpz1oo1_500.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472988391712147426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I end my post here? I kept sneezing.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because my fan is too fast. That's why I'm catching a cold.&lt;br /&gt;I can't think anymore. I should end it here now.&lt;br /&gt;I need energy for tomorrow's UT.&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S_P18HUHb4I/AAAAAAAAA70/tVBSOzf1DlU/s400/Photo-0334.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472988385289662338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-860653389110136915?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/860653389110136915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/860653389110136915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/860653389110136915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/sick.html' title='sick.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S_P19fG6xzI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Glt-yRK-rco/s72-c/Nina-92.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-20176928277227148</id><published>2010-05-18T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:02:12.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S_KMDvq7DSI/AAAAAAAAA7s/SCHFHoIHV_I/s1600/Photo-0335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S_KMDvq7DSI/AAAAAAAAA7s/SCHFHoIHV_I/s400/Photo-0335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472590493172567330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys may be wondering why we like to take pictures in the school's handicap toilet. Hahha. The reason? I don't know. We just love to do things in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Sparkie have a new seat now. Went to Auntie's Shop with Boyfie and Dan yesterday night. Dan X1R also got new seat. Waahhh! Long time I never seat on a high seat. (get it?) Nvm. Now, no more duduk like katak anymore (why? cause Baby Sparkie's racing footrest damn high. So when I seat, my leg will be like katak). The pillion's seat now much more higher and no more 'ants' on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;Last time, Baby Sparkie's pillion seat also high. But this stupid Dan exchanged seat with us and the cat at his neighbourhood spoil it and all the cushion terkluar.&lt;br /&gt;Now, got new seat. Wa happy sangat. With HotPink Yahama logo at the pillion's seat. Boyfie also change the fabric of the seat. Nice nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---------- Nina ----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should be happy right now. Everything seems like a mess to me. Boyfie is of no help at all. I mean, she is mine. And people don't respect that. I don't know what to do right now. If I don't handle things well now, I'm afraid things might go crazy in the future. You just suck, bitch. If something happens to her, am I supposed to blame you? I thought you would understand because you were once in my shoes. I never thought you would do such a thing. I guess, by doing this, you're just making me want to go back to my past. You're not helping me. I need your support but where is it? I wish I could just shut my eyes and wish all this never happen. You're a mistake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-20176928277227148?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/20176928277227148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/20176928277227148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/20176928277227148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/fuck.html' title='fuck.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S_KMDvq7DSI/AAAAAAAAA7s/SCHFHoIHV_I/s72-c/Photo-0335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-3476708076672935550</id><published>2010-05-15T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T19:49:40.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it hurts</title><content type='html'>My right chest hurts everytime I breathe in. It's either I have to breathe in slowly or take a very short breath. It's really killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just completed compiling all of Boyfie's 6P for his UT (understanding test) on Monday. His laptop is in ICU. Hahha. (because you play FM - football manager - all the time) Even in Hoover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a nice and a perfect Girlfriend, right? All your stuff, I do for you. But I want something in return ok hor, Boyfie. Hahha. This week I never buy dresses. So I want more next week, please. =) And I promise, I'll be a damn good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed the blackberry theme. Again. Hehhe. It's Zebra prints now. I only like the icons. Can't find any other blackberry themes that's nice and perfect for me to use. I've tried creating my own themes using the blackberry software but I'm stuck at the end. I don't know how to install it. I tried but it's so slow. I guess there's too much Apps. Or maybe the themes size are too large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the previous post, I posted Baby Sparkie's new look. How? Nice right? It's much more nicer when you see it yourself. When I first saw it, my jaw dropped and I smile. Hahha. Kental, I know. It color looked Barbie-ish but the bike looked kinda rough. Next, a new helmet. That color please, Boyfie. If terlalu expensive to spray that color, maybe a color that is quite similar to Baby Sparkie. Wa suka sesangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm going to watch Shrek now at Channel 5. Bye Bitches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-3476708076672935550?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/3476708076672935550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3476708076672935550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3476708076672935550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-hurts.html' title='it hurts'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-5042101405464979265</id><published>2010-05-15T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T16:16:43.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby sparkie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S-5V-ulTL_I/AAAAAAAAA7k/8B8y9VMYWBo/s400/Photo-0324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471405133446459378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's my new baby Sparkie? Woohoo. It suddenly turned to Barbie. Hahha. My jaw dropped when I saw it coming. =) More on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gini macam, wa selalu mau naik itu Spark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's company is giving away free movie tickets to 'Shrek Forever After' at The Cathay. Dad taking 4 tickets. For me, Boyfie, Brother and Sister. Wee! Mom and Dad not watching cause they wanna jalan2 at town. Maybe dad will be picking Boyfie and sending him home after the movie. Hmm,.. not sure pulak eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I hate Sales Management. Urggh! I don't dislike the module but the Faci kinda sucks. And plus, I hate serving people! "Customer is always right" Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;And I need to deal with irritaing customer. Urrgh. Can I just slap them? Some are even more Kiasu. Always want discount. Typical Singaporeans. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and, I'm starting to enjoy Financial Accounting. Wee! The Faci gerek laa. She kept giving me a B! (even though I did nothing much). Speaking of B, Finance and Banking Application pon fun. The Faci also keeps giving me a B. For now, I can only rely on my 'Financial Accounting' and 'Finance and Banking Application' modules to buck up my GPA. I want a 3 for my GPA. Hehhe. Sales Management can throw inside rubbish bin. =) Healthcare Application? We'll see. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-5042101405464979265?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/5042101405464979265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-sparkie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5042101405464979265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5042101405464979265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-sparkie.html' title='baby sparkie'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S-5V-ulTL_I/AAAAAAAAA7k/8B8y9VMYWBo/s72-c/Photo-0324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6175197608278976256</id><published>2010-05-11T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:51:44.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Wu Dolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S-lEPN-0jcI/AAAAAAAAA7c/KpqP7GMixIQ/s1600/3488007302_5d2fb0f7a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S-lEPN-0jcI/AAAAAAAAA7c/KpqP7GMixIQ/s400/3488007302_5d2fb0f7a1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469978250660056514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of Tumblr: www.highfashiondoll.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to like Jason Wu Dolls compared to Barbie. Ha-ha. Jason Wu Dolls are much more sexier and high fashion compared to Barbie. Barbie are like the girl next door. Jason Wu Dolls? You decide. =) Their lips are sooo kissable. I like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6175197608278976256?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6175197608278976256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/jason-wu-dolls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6175197608278976256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6175197608278976256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/jason-wu-dolls.html' title='Jason Wu Dolls'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S-lEPN-0jcI/AAAAAAAAA7c/KpqP7GMixIQ/s72-c/3488007302_5d2fb0f7a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6142307362869614177</id><published>2010-05-11T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:05:02.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short.</title><content type='html'>Meeting the girls tomorrow at 10am. FYP with advisor is on Friday. Baby Sparkie is back. She's much more faster than before. I scared. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6142307362869614177?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6142307362869614177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6142307362869614177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6142307362869614177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/short.html' title='short.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-8099672505671391747</id><published>2010-05-10T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:51:27.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>journalism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S-f_pbFb4II/AAAAAAAAA7U/MUZywvNBtM4/s1600/Photo-0311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S-f_pbFb4II/AAAAAAAAA7U/MUZywvNBtM4/s400/Photo-0311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469621359575031938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day to all mothers out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Speaking of Mother's Day, my FYP advisor wished me! Awww! He's soo sweet. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick update!&lt;br /&gt;Very very busy lately. Feel like being a Journalism. Hmm... Should i? Hahha. Journalism in the area of Football. Can see Precious! I like! =) Boyfie on the other hand macam nak jadi Sports Producer.&lt;br /&gt;Confirm korang wondering why suddenly sports. Actually, we went for a talk after school. "A career on Sports Broadcasting".&lt;br /&gt;Mark Chew was the speaker. The one who got the Football rights for Starhub.&lt;br /&gt;*thinking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Boyfie will be off to Johore soon. Tomorrow Baby Sparkie's coverset is done. Hopefully. I can't wait. Weee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-8099672505671391747?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/8099672505671391747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/journalism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/8099672505671391747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/8099672505671391747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/journalism.html' title='journalism'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S-f_pbFb4II/AAAAAAAAA7U/MUZywvNBtM4/s72-c/Photo-0311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-4142546437447677186</id><published>2010-05-09T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T23:09:14.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tumblr-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S-bObM-JKNI/AAAAAAAAA7M/7_-XpfZb-kA/s1600/30760_439758789465_57884444465_5521646_4448223_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S-bObM-JKNI/AAAAAAAAA7M/7_-XpfZb-kA/s400/30760_439758789465_57884444465_5521646_4448223_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469285764221708498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a Tumblr btw. Hehhe. I know. I very itchy. But I'll still be updating stuff here at my Blogger. The only difference, I won't be updating much in Blogger. Because I'll be very busy with school. Maybe I'll blog only on Weekends. So, please do come here on your weekends. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to taking up two tumblr blogs. (i very the gelojoh)&lt;br /&gt;www.barbie-love.tumblr.com is already up!&lt;br /&gt;I love Barbie, btw. =)&lt;br /&gt;The other Tumblr, I'm still deciding. And I was thinking of posting all the Typography. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update if i'm confirm on having a Typography Tumblr. But the Barbie ones, is up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Sparkie is having a new makeover! New Coverset, baby!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm loving it. Will upload the picture as soon as it's done. Not going to give any hint on what's the color. All I could say is, extraodinary. Hehhe. Boyfie have a great sense of taste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-4142546437447677186?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/4142546437447677186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/tumblr-ing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4142546437447677186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4142546437447677186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/tumblr-ing.html' title='tumblr-ing'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S-bObM-JKNI/AAAAAAAAA7M/7_-XpfZb-kA/s72-c/30760_439758789465_57884444465_5521646_4448223_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-3918963162901838838</id><published>2010-05-01T11:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:12:59.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekdays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9ujoQ01f0I/AAAAAAAAA7E/Zfrak9s-hM4/s400/Nina-79.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466142484850900802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"a little rebellion now and then is a good thing"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Had a meeting with the girls on Wednesday for FYP. Lunch at Seoul Garden. Had so much funn talking about random stuff and laughing out loud. Off for a smoke after that. And said buh-bye to the girls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Meet up with Boyfie at Yishun. Zoom off to Town. Bought two dresses. Remember the dress that my mom had ruin it? Ya, bought that same dress again. Luckily, the dress is still there. Left the last piece. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So happy that I got new dresses. There's always new dresses to put in my wardrobe. Thanks to Boyfie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On Thursday, head to Hoover for some 'ouhh-yeahh-uhh-huh'. Was really shagged when i reached home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Nothing much on Friday. Skipped class and JB. Saw the coverset that Boyfie wanted. I'm loving it too. Will show you guys the picture of new baby Sparkie after she's done with the makeover. Boyfie does have good taste. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-3918963162901838838?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/3918963162901838838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3918963162901838838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3918963162901838838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekdays.html' title='weekdays.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9ujoQ01f0I/AAAAAAAAA7E/Zfrak9s-hM4/s72-c/Nina-79.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-7768251809311838170</id><published>2010-04-30T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T13:00:31.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9pjvTxYhII/AAAAAAAAA68/CVGn1GSqFYI/s1600/Nina-78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9pjvTxYhII/AAAAAAAAA68/CVGn1GSqFYI/s400/Nina-78.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465790762179921026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i want to spend my alone time with you"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9pjvN3SBLI/AAAAAAAAA60/8soepXCUmMk/s1600/Photo-0314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9pjvN3SBLI/AAAAAAAAA60/8soepXCUmMk/s400/Photo-0314.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465790760594048178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-7768251809311838170?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/7768251809311838170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7768251809311838170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7768251809311838170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-you.html' title='i love you.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9pjvTxYhII/AAAAAAAAA68/CVGn1GSqFYI/s72-c/Nina-78.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-3709093136478937823</id><published>2010-04-25T11:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T11:24:02.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>full stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9OxslLZc1I/AAAAAAAAA6s/rre1BvNXzXs/s400/Nina-63.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463906152382821202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i thought i saw your potential. guess that's what makes me dumb"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Boyfie is at work today. His bike rosak on Friday. After we came back from Johor. He went for repair at Yishun Industrial and was told to pick up his bike tomorrow (Saturday). Boyfie had to miss a few hours for work on Saturday. He spent S$200 for his repair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm looking forward to tomorrow actually. Guess the reason is that i'll be seeing dear Boyfie. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yesterday we celebrated Tasya's birthday and Afiq's belated birthday. We celebrated their birthday at Sakura. Didn't really liked the idea of eating at Sakura because of the 'sushi' thing. I dislike the smell. Disgusting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, i ate a lot of Oyster. A total of 20 Oyster(s). Hahha. Have yet to try to raw ones. Looking forward to try it. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And the ikan bakar is seriously pathetic and so is the Chicken Chop. Fucking small. And not that appetizing either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I had Spaghetti, Oyster(s), Mussels, Lala Clam(s), Crab, Nasi Goreng, Miso Chicken, Sharkfin Soup(s), Ice Cream, Sambal Squid, Pizza(s), Mushroom Soup, Fruit(s), Finger Food(s), Cake(s) and lots more. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Boyfie, let's go there... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9Oxr7xrO2I/AAAAAAAAA6k/TXIt7zOO1qw/s400/tumblr_kwlnniQfEl1qziyd9o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463906141269080930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Wednesday, meeting with the Advisor and the girls for FYP. Hopefully i am able to wake up and reach school on time. Speaking of FYP, i've already submitted the food report on Pasta Mania. Finished the report on the day that was assigned to me. Always forgot to submit it. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope what i did was right. *fingers cross*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow, Boyfie is meeting his advisor and the boys. Sad. Why must it be on Monday? Why not Wednesday? I hate waiting for Boyfie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9OxrdfvFvI/AAAAAAAAA6c/DCFaZzRwt4k/s400/R2ytmdpjTpyj1c6zFkWXYkNAo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463906133140772594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a B for Financial and Banking Applications. =) i like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-3709093136478937823?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/3709093136478937823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3709093136478937823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3709093136478937823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_25.html' title='full stuff'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9OxslLZc1I/AAAAAAAAA6s/rre1BvNXzXs/s72-c/Nina-63.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-7013454663832914529</id><published>2010-04-23T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T18:15:09.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clorox</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9FrzNrmPYI/AAAAAAAAA6U/vlmtS1qy2Kk/s400/Nina-28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463266350567144834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"the hardest to do is waking up without you"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Skipped school today with Boyfie. I wanted to skip but he insist on going to class. In the end, he give up. So, we lepak at the Library for a few minutes and we had our breakfast at W4/W6 canteen. I had Mee Soto and he had Nasi Ayam Rendang. Awesome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After our breakfast, we head to Causeway Point and bought our tickets at 1pm to catch "Shutter Island". While waiting for our movie to start, we sat at the Banquet and took stupid pictures of each other. Ouhh, and we texted each other too. Damn irritating and ya, funny as well. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Bought Nachos Combo, and  went in. A few people in the Cinema. Got the couple seat and we have the freedom to actually laze around. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How's the movie? I'll give it a 4/5 rating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's very confusing in the beginning and Boyfie kept asking me, what's happening, who's that, how did you know,... Irritating? Ya, definitely. Hahha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But you'll understand the whole story at the end. It's very twisted. You thought that he's the bad guy but actually, it's not. Very very interesting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The movie is NC16. So, i actually expect to see boobies! Hahha. But no! I saw dickies! Many many dickies! That make me smile for awhile. Hahha. It's not always that you get to see American movie that only showed Dickies instead of Boobies. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ended our movie at around three plus i guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Next, we head to SunPlaza (where Boyfie work as a Mac Rider). Meet his friends who is working at that point. Passed Boyfie's ciggs to them. Cause we're going Johore later. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Went in to the MoneyChanger. And off we went to Johore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was a very short trip. Pump his minyak, and we bought ciggs. Smoked for awhile and buh-bye Malaysia. And we zoom off to Singapore. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Boyfie sent me home,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When I got home, my mom gave me a huge surprise. Not a good one. I was fucked up by that. Really fucked up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9FryinP6uI/AAAAAAAAA6M/lNbxThCI4oM/s1600/keep_out_sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9FryinP6uI/AAAAAAAAA6M/lNbxThCI4oM/s400/keep_out_sign.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463266339006180066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mom, please read the sign above! If you don't understand, i'll translate it to Bahasa Melayu for you. Or maybe i'll get my Malay teacher to translate it for you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You, yourself know that you're VERY, i repeat, VERY, bad at washing clothes. You, SUCKS at washing clothes. You're DUMB at washing clothes. You're STUPID at washing clothes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, don't, DON'T, try to be smart and wash MY CLOTHES!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You've RUIN most of my clothes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God Dammit! I'm not wearing uniforms, my dear mother! I need CLOTHES!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And not just any clothes that you've just ruin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;EXPENSIVE and NEW! NEW! NEW!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just wore it yesterday and now, it's fucking RUIN! Fuck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who asked you to wash my clothes? Who asked you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you, mother, you always use CLOROX!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, it whitens, remove stains and disinfects!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But use it for WHITE clothes! And plus, don't mix all the colour of clothes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How can you mixed the dark ones together with the white ones? Use your FUCKING common sense!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Firstly, you ruin my black jeans! You put CLOROX at my black jeans! STUPID! Are you actually dumb? You've been a housewife for almost 20 years. Can't you do a simple job? You've been told not only by me, but by your HUSBAND that, do not use CLOROX on every clothes! Separate them. The dark ones and the light ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And for your information, ONLY MY FATHER is allowed to touch or wash my clothes. Because only he knows the right way. Unlike you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(p.s. my father's clothes dahh banyak kali spoil because of her washing and i guess he regret asking her to wash his clothes that he actually wash it himself)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You just ruin my fucking day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-7013454663832914529?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/7013454663832914529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/clorox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7013454663832914529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/7013454663832914529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/clorox.html' title='clorox'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S9FrzNrmPYI/AAAAAAAAA6U/vlmtS1qy2Kk/s72-c/Nina-28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-4790887038903055379</id><published>2010-04-21T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T11:46:23.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shop till we drop</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S85pCL8C_II/AAAAAAAAA6E/dtE-Y4uxyiY/s400/Nina-53.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462418884332289154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I had funn shopping yesterday with Boyfie! Seriously, he spend a lot. He has been pampering me with lots of dresses. Every week, I got a dress from Boyfie. =) Not one but two.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After school, supposed to meet the girls at W6 library entrance to meet our Advisor for FYP. But i was unable to attend because Baby Ryiesha is going sunnat. There's conflict between the girls, i guess. But hey, you're teaming with your enemy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But then at around 5, Mama messaged saying that Baby Ryiesha's appointment is changed to next week. Haiyoo. I wanted to patah balik school and meet the advisor. But, what for?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So, me and Boyfie went Johore. For awhile. Supposed to go Johore during our second breakout but this boy here, the hand very itchy. Hahha. Luckily not jam. We just went in and go to Shell to pump minyak. Then go money changer. And lastly, bought two packs of ciggs. Before coming back Singapore, we smoked. Seriously, at that point of time, i really want to quickly come back Singapore. I just don't feel safe. Hahha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After we smoked, we went back Singapore. Again, it's not jam and we declare our ciggs at the Singapore Custom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S85pBqr7QEI/AAAAAAAAA58/eOR2KNwX0Gs/s400/R2ytmdpjTpyixf05D5tTJxiko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462418875406303298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After that, we head to Town! Boyfie wanted to buy slipper and obviously, i want dresses. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It rain along the way but not that heavy and then, it stopped. Parked the bike at Al Falah mosque. And we head to Heeren. Boyfie bought 1 pair of Reef and 1 pair of RipCurl and i bought a pair of RipCurl. Total cost? S$100. Hahha. Just for the slipper(s).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After Heeren, we head to my awesome best place, 313@Somerset. =) I just love to shop at that place. It's not that big and not that small. It's easy to move around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;First shop we head was Levi's. I bought Boyfie two Shirts. =) Suka, tak?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Second shop? We head to Zara. The exact amount of how much Boyfie spent at Zara was S$97.70. The GST itself is S$6.39. Wow. I can have a KFC meal with that GST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Boyfie bought 2 Shirts and 1 boardshort at Zara. He wanted to buy a hat at Zara too but tak jadi. =) See, he bought a lot of things from me. Hmpf!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Third shop we head to was UniQlo. He bought 2 boxer briefs. Again, boxer briefs. I know it's damn sexy. Hahha. And he also bought 3 tank tops. A total cost of S$40.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You guys must be wondering, when's my turn to shop, right? Hahha. I know. He bought himself quite a number of things. 2 slipper, 4 shirts, 1 boardshort, 2 boxer briefs, 3 tank tops...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Fourth shop, baru my turn to shop. Hahha. We head to Chaos!!! That's where I bought the nice green, sexy, body fitting dress and also the dress where Teh's manager commented: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Who's that girl? The body good, sia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My new classmate also commented:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You got baby? Omg! How come your figure so nice, uhh? What you do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hahha. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. All thanks to Mama. She was the one who urut for me during my confinement period and plus, i wore corset for the whole confinement period. =) And not forgetting, i watch my diet. Limit myself to one meal a day. The rest all snacks! Hahha. Bodoh per...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sidetracked! I bought 1 dress from Chaos. Dark blue. =) Yupp, it cost a bomb! Hahha. Thank you, Boyfie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After Chaos, we head to Forever21. Bought a blue and black sleeveless dress. This one, quite cheap. S$25 only. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After Forever21, we go New Look! Bought myself black heels. =) Cheap also. S$24.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then we continue to shop at Hula&amp;amp;Co. Bought two dresses there! Hahhas. Love it. I love both the dress! Love it! Both is a white and black dress. And both very very fitting. I like!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Bessst per, shopping!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Boyfie spends more than S$300 yesterday. On shopping alone. =) Suka sangat-sangat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Boyfie: 2 slippers, 4 shirts, 1 boardshort, 2 boxer briefs and 3 tank tops.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Me: 1 slipper, 1 heels and 4 lovely dresses!&lt;/p&gt;After shopping for that whole day, we end our night by having dinner at Adam's Road. Hungry punya pasal, India punya makanan pon aku bedal! (I don't normally eat Indian Food because of their extreme food colouring! - so fake.)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Reached home at 10pm. Fuuh! Penat gila....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Wa sayangg Boyfie banyak-banyak. Muacks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S85pBCvCLTI/AAAAAAAAA50/VuD21r7LAxs/s400/tumblr_l114sljeaA1qzgxsfo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462418864681921842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-4790887038903055379?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/4790887038903055379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4790887038903055379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4790887038903055379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_21.html' title='shop till we drop'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S85pCL8C_II/AAAAAAAAA6E/dtE-Y4uxyiY/s72-c/Nina-53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-8542444238227326458</id><published>2010-04-20T14:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T14:59:56.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>international student</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S81MwnyctLI/AAAAAAAAA5s/4qZJog4LP00/s400/Nina-45.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462106321268290738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"in the end all i realy want to hear is... i love you"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Time for a quick update.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've just finished presenting. OMG. I seriously hate international student. Speak proper English, will ya? Or at least some decent English where everyone could understand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There's this Thailand cum Myanmar guy in my team. He's fucking annoying and disgusting! He bites his fingernails in class! Relax ok. Tak payah nak khusyuk sgt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We're like the first team to present. And this Thailand cum Myanmar was like:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok, everyone. Wake up! Wake up! Listen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When i finish presenting my slide (Statement of Financial Position &amp;amp; Income Statement), he was like:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Like that only? I thought got more?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Annoying gila babi la dia!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Actually i wrote down a lot of notes for both of my slides. But in RP, if you read notes from your slide, some Faci(s) may downgrade you. So, i just ingat some points and summarize my notes without referring to my laptop/notes. So, i just explain stuff from my own understanding and from what i've researched. And this Thailand cum Myanmar expects me to read every single detail of what i've wrote on the notes below my slides.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What's the point of presenting, bro? Wa tak mau la orang ingat, wa tak pandai present and wa tak da confident, bro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Stupid ass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-8542444238227326458?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/8542444238227326458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/international-student.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/8542444238227326458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/8542444238227326458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/international-student.html' title='international student'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S81MwnyctLI/AAAAAAAAA5s/4qZJog4LP00/s72-c/Nina-45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-5380960507474246852</id><published>2010-04-20T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T14:57:46.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoover night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S80MDydayWI/AAAAAAAAA5k/J8OHqaAlfqI/s400/Nina-36.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462035182294583650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"the worst feeling in the world is giving all the love you have and knowing it will never be returned"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Currently in class. It's first meeting breakout. Today's module is Financial Accounting. Class is soo boring. Seriously. Weird guy in my team. Maybe he's Thailand or hmm... I don't know. He speaks funny language.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Boyfie is still in class. Ask him to fuck that discussion away and come have break with me now, he don't want. Step rajin la tu. And it's unfair that i came in class late and he's early! My today's class starts at 9.15am and he's at 9.45am. I'm having Elective module for every Tuesday and Friday. So that means, class will start at 9.15am. And the rest of the day will be Core module and it starts at 9.45am. Boyfie all four days is having Core module.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, yesterday was fun. It's Healthcare Application. =) Not going to elaborate much. In short, it's damn funn. Teehee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Maybe we're going JB during lunch. Boyfie want to buy ciggs. I want to shop at City Square, sayangg. =) And after school, i need to take care of Baby Ryiesha because mom needs to go somewhere i don't know. And tomorrow mom is working. So how, FYP? Tomorrow i need to wait for mom to finish work at 2pm then i can join the ladies for FYP. And today meeting with Advisor and the ladies, how? I guess i have to cancel the meeting. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I had the best night yesterday. We finally went Hoover. Oops!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And we ordered Pizza! Damn, the PizzaHut Delivery damn slow, ok. They came in 15mins before our check-out time. Datangg je pizza, lincah2 makan. Hahha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We ordered at 8.05pm. And they came in at 9.15pm. But we've already enjoyed ourselves before we even ordered. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-5380960507474246852?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/5380960507474246852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/hoover-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5380960507474246852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5380960507474246852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/hoover-night.html' title='hoover night.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S80MDydayWI/AAAAAAAAA5k/J8OHqaAlfqI/s72-c/Nina-36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-1172432424069013619</id><published>2010-04-17T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T20:26:43.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty dresses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8mhYQaOeRI/AAAAAAAAA5c/hVSdc92ZHcM/s400/Nina-39.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461073461257337106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"anyone can be romantic but it takes real lovers to be silly"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm loving my first day of school. i came to school late together with Boyfie and Teh. and someone says i look Cheena. =) geramm je. hehhe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and plus, people are commenting that i've lost weight and am i on a diet?. hehhe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;first problem of the module (finance and banking) was awesome. learn about how the bank works, different types of bank and how the bank actually earns money. i love money matters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;school ends at around 4pm, i guess. and it rains heavily! supposed to go to Teh's bike shop because he's changing to Spark. Bye-bye SP. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after the rain stop, Danial came to meet up with us. cause he too want to follow. ask him to bring his GF, he don't want. later, while the boys are talking in bike language, who want to layan me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;when we reached at the shop, saw Teh's new Spark which is in blue. honestly, Teh is tak sajak naik Spark because his badan is already like kacang panjang with extreme long legs. so, abit like apek-apek la. hahha. some more want to change racing footrest. bikin kaki stress aje kan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after Teh got his new Spark and return his SP to the shop (aww,.. i miss the SP), we went to Ah Boy. Boyfie wanted to change his back tyre because botak already. his tyre cost him S$85.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after that, we went to Town! finally! time for shopping. went to 313@somerset. went to my usual shop which is Hula&amp;amp;Co. but nothing really catch my eye. next, we went to new look. and again, nothing caught my eye. we went Levi's after that. Boyfie bought two pairs of jeans. suka la tu... hahha. lagipon, the jeans tengah offer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then we went to forever 21. bought a sleeveless dress. =) i like. the dress was at the top and too high for Boyfie to reach. actually we're suppose to call the salesgirl to help us get that dress but no one seems to even bother. so, boyfie actually called the security guard who is damn tall to help us get that dress. funny kan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;satu dress mana cukup. hahha. we jalan-jalan and suddenly saw this dress that i fall in love with immediately. it's in green and it looks like cheongsam. and damn, it's sooo nice. i'll take a picture of me wearing it, ok? it's quite bare at the back. and it's quite short and extremely body fitting. love it!!! and obviously, it cost a bomb! hahha. what makes me happy, boyfie bought it for me. weee! the shop sell mostly skimpy dresses and tops. and maybe i'll shop there instead of Hula&amp;amp;Co. since they don't really have nice dresses now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;in that one day, boyfie spent more than S$300! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after i happy with what i bought, we all went back home. Teh and Dan supposed to go back Yishun while Boyfie is sending me back to Jurong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;want to know the funny part of the day?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Boyfie was at the front. Teh was at the back. Followed by Dan. Boyfie was supposed to follow the left hand side of the road. while Teh and Dan is supposed to go CTE (AMK), i guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so, before we got separated, Boyfie said 'bye' to Teh and Dan who is heading CTE. obviously, while on the road and you're talking to one another, mesti tersalah dengar or u can't hear properly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so, this stupid Teh, suddenly stopped in the middle of the road and followed Boyfie and me from behind while Dan go straight to CTE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Teh, got to the wrong way. He's not supposed to follow us. Hahha. Boyfie actually shouted 'Bye' to Teh but this gundu Teh thought that Boyfie said something like 'Oi!' and he immediately thought that he's going in the wrong way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i don't know if you guys get what i'm trying to say. hahha. never mind. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so yesterday was Sales Management. and i need to buy a textbook which cost S$50. haiyoo. Sales Management is kinda fun. The faci told us that one of the lesson, we'll be trying to sell real stuff to people. There's a lot on the seller part and the buyer part. Handling difficult customer etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ok lahh, i very lazy want to type longer. my kata-kata pon dahh tak betol. hope korang faham ape yangg ingin ku sampaikan. hahha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ok, bye. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-1172432424069013619?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/1172432424069013619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/1172432424069013619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/1172432424069013619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_17.html' title='pretty dresses.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8mhYQaOeRI/AAAAAAAAA5c/hVSdc92ZHcM/s72-c/Nina-39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-4578715497602881063</id><published>2010-04-16T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T20:55:09.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it hurts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8hdhem7TmI/AAAAAAAAA5U/deZ5wZe5IfE/s400/Nina-10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460717377920126562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"nothing hurts more than realizing he meant everything to you and you meant nothing to him"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The quote above, describe how i'm feeling right now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Disappointed and hurt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'll be numb from now on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I won't feel a thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I won't even bother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Even if i feel like crying, i'll laugh my way out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-4578715497602881063?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/4578715497602881063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4578715497602881063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4578715497602881063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-hurts.html' title='it hurts.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8hdhem7TmI/AAAAAAAAA5U/deZ5wZe5IfE/s72-c/Nina-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-4532392484012173997</id><published>2010-04-14T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T14:28:41.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day to end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8VXd5wMCoI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Y-wZOPk6aXc/s400/Nina-76.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459866294487353986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"dear heart, fall in love only when you are ready, not when you're lonely"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;One word to discribe my day for yesterday: Rain. It ruin everything! Fuck rain. I told you I want my Mr. Sunshine! Ahhh. Stupid shit ass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yesterday i went to Boyfie's house. Early in the morning, Boyfie texted me saying that his dad will be picking me up at 10.15am! And on top of that, Boyfie won't be following his dad to pick me up. What? Damn paiseyh, can. So, I marah-marah Boyfie until he finally got on his bike rushed here, to my place. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;10.30am, Boyfie reached my place (ps., his dad already reach). Boyfie parked his bike at my house carpark and we went in Boyfie's dad's taxi and off we go Yishun, to Boyfie's house. Btw, his dad, opened the door and close it for me. Aww... I feel so special. Hahha. Or maybe he's just trying to be a gentlement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I spent 6hours at Boyfie's house. Almost 6hours. We watched DVDs the whole time and fooling around. Kicking and punching and slapping each other. Hahha. I scratched Boyfie's back using my toe nails and yes, there's a scar and little bit of blood. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;His dad was damn damn friendly. He will keep on asking me to eat and drink. He tries to make me feel comfortable and not out of place. I did not want to eat at his place. I very paiseyh, you know. But how can i refuse any longer when his dad and sister already 'jemput' me and his mom already prepare everything. So, makan la. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There was this one part where I feel rather sexcited and weird. Boyfie walk around his house wearing his boxer. Ok, boxer BRIEF. Damn it's tight. Like in those CK commercials. Where the shape of the *ehem* kinda show. Sayangg, i'm at your house with your family members. Please don't make me feel all sweaty and hot, ok. Hahha. I don't mind if we're alone in a room. Damn, i'll grab those balls. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;At around 4.30pm, his dad came to send me home together with his mom and of course, Boyfie because his bike is at my house carpark. And it already started raining. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Reached my place, say goodbye to Boyfie's parents. They're going back home. How sweet of them to pick me up and send me home from Yishun to Jurong. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I put all my things at home and exchanged phones with Boyfie! I'm using his Blackberry Bold and he's using my Samsung Omnia. Went in my house and asked Mama for permission to go out with Boyfie. Grab my helmet, and off we go. We didn't actually 'go' since it's raining. So, we sat under my block and wait patiently for the rain to stop. I wanted to go shopping and buy pretty dresses and slipper for school reopens. So, Boyfie called his friend, Abd, to come and join us. (He ajak his GF, Sofia, too). So, we meet at Sofia's working place at Bugis. We reached there at around 7 plus. And the three of us, (Me, Boyfie and Sofia) waited for Abd for so damn long. Haiyoo. He reached at 8 plus, i guess. And he was wet. Hahha. Yishun got a heavy downpour. Kesian... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Since we are very very hungry, we go Singapore Flyer. Hahhas. Eat Popeyes. Had a couple meal with Boyfie. After we had our dinner, we say goodbye. Since Mama already texted me asking me to not be home late. We went our separate ways after that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And there goes my pretty dresses and slipper. Haiz.. Everytime when I want to go shopping and everytime when there's Abd and Sofia, confirm in the end never buy, The reason? This boy named Abd take a very long time to come and meet. And when he has reached, he will light his ciggs and talk to Boyfie and look at Boyfie's bike and will start to talk talk talk. Hahha. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Boyfie, you promise me on Thursday, right? Hahha. So, Thursday, time for new pretty dresses, ok? Ouhh and my slipper, please. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;---------- nina ----------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Downloading themes for Blackberry Bold is so troublesome. I thought I could just easily download it from the web and send that particular file to the phone and install it. But noooo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There's OTA files. Which means over-the-air download. And usually it needs a data plan to be able to download it. But! The data plan is not needed when the aplication is a theme and does not require data plan or data connection to work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So, basically all that i have to do was browse the net using the Blackberry phone and download the theme. It will automatically install the theme. Leceh kan. But luckily the internet was not lagging. And now, I have a new theme!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8VXdemLd1I/AAAAAAAAA5E/ZqTuqywcRMw/s1600/Sample.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8VXdemLd1I/AAAAAAAAA5E/ZqTuqywcRMw/s400/Sample.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459866287197615954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know, it's too pinkish. But I couldn't find any other theme. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boyfie will be soo jealous that I could download a theme. Hahha. =P I think he tried to download it but couldn't because he thought that it needed a data plan for it to work. But the fact is, no. Hahha. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, i think i'll search for more themes now. Bye, Bitches.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-4532392484012173997?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/4532392484012173997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4532392484012173997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4532392484012173997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_14.html' title='what a day to end.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8VXd5wMCoI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Y-wZOPk6aXc/s72-c/Nina-76.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-5319478068926425563</id><published>2010-04-12T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T17:51:42.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blockquote</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8Lgu9mbh0I/AAAAAAAAA40/zTgMdxzLS58/s400/Nina-08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459172795740817218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"never be sad for what is over. just be glad that it was once yours."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;cause i'm doing things i don't normally do. the old's me gone i feel brand new. and if you don't like it fuck you. i'm not myself tonight. tonight i'm not the same girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;today, didn't go boyfie's house due to some reason. hopefully, tomorrow is on. going boyfie's house tomorrow. i don't wish to have second thoughts. so, please don't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;a little bit of naughty is a little bit nice. she's a whole lot of glam, take sugar, take spice. everybody just come to life. under the spotlight. all the boys wanna fall behind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;waiting for Christina Aguilera's new album, Bionic. Those in the blockquotes are lyrics from Christina's new songs. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;---------- nina ----------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Watch your thoughts; they become words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Watch your words; they become actions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Watch your actions; they become habits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Watch your habits; they become character.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.&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/1004122651582784756-5319478068926425563?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/5319478068926425563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5319478068926425563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/5319478068926425563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_12.html' title='blockquote'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8Lgu9mbh0I/AAAAAAAAA40/zTgMdxzLS58/s72-c/Nina-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-2755497475653824176</id><published>2010-04-11T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:11:28.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8HlL8zczvI/AAAAAAAAA4s/7kuos5TWsZo/s400/Nina-64.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458896216812998386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"i'll be the sun that shines your day and you'll be the moon that lights up the night"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i feel so angry, upset, confuse, frustrated, disappointed, heartbroken,... i don't know. someone, please bring Mr. sunshine to me!!! I don't want to be under this downpour for so long. It's making me feel cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Oh Mr. Sun. Sun. Mr. golden sun. Please shine down on me. Oh Mr. Sun. Sun. Mr. golden sun. Hiding behind the tree. These little children are asking you. To please come out so we can play with you. Oh Mr. Sun. Sun. Mr. golden sun. Please shine down on, please shine down on, please shine down on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------- nina ----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. Mr Sunshine is not some guy or Boyfie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm referring Mr. Sunshine as 'the colors to my life' because currently, i'm having a hard time. I want some happy moments, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'm going Boyfie house. i'm currently having second thoughts of going there. i'm not sure if i'm making the right move here. i'm afraid i may offend someone or even cause trouble. Boyfie isn't helping either. i guess it's time i make my own move. but i'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh God, whatever that's happening right now, harap-harap ada hikmah disebaliknya. i'm really hoping for my sunshine to come. for now, i'll just have to keep controlling my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-2755497475653824176?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/2755497475653824176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/mr-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2755497475653824176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/2755497475653824176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/mr-sunshine.html' title='Mr. Sunshine'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8HlL8zczvI/AAAAAAAAA4s/7kuos5TWsZo/s72-c/Nina-64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-6578417877699588178</id><published>2010-04-10T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:23:06.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jersey Shore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8Bqshqjh3I/AAAAAAAAA4c/Bd0HzkS41K4/s400/Nina-61.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458480061556688754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"no one gets tired of loving... but everyone gets tired of waiting, assuming, hearing promises, saying sorry and all the hurting"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Jersey Shore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8BqsJoin4I/AAAAAAAAA4U/rlyAdVbudFU/s1600/SG3_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8BqsJoin4I/AAAAAAAAA4U/rlyAdVbudFU/s400/SG3_0024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458480055105789826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Jersey Shore is about a group of 20 somethings living in a house on the jersey shore getting drunk and having sex. Most people they picked for this show are the most superficial egotistical self centered people I have ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ladies, please make yourselves at least appear to be educated even if you really aren't. Also, there is more to life than going to bars and getting drunk plus, having sex!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think it's pathetic when the first thing you see on the commercial (MTV) is one of the girls saying, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Your mission is to go out and find the hottest guy and bring him home!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;What kind of messages are they sending to young girls watching it?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8BqrooI48I/AAAAAAAAA4M/9kKAs75YgYg/s1600/SG3_0492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8BqrooI48I/AAAAAAAAA4M/9kKAs75YgYg/s400/SG3_0492.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458480046245733314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And another thing, why does Snookie (the girl in the middle) needs to be so rude to the girls? Not all of us can afford plastic surgery and liposuction like she can. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not really against this show. But my sister watched it. So, it freaks me out a little bit. I don't mind if she could see the difference between what's good and what's not. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-6578417877699588178?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/6578417877699588178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6578417877699588178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/6578417877699588178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_10.html' title='The Jersey Shore.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8Bqshqjh3I/AAAAAAAAA4c/Bd0HzkS41K4/s72-c/Nina-61.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-3245495383558597415</id><published>2010-04-10T19:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T19:28:06.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plain text.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8BdhgOp9lI/AAAAAAAAA4E/4gvuvX75XKU/s400/Nina-17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458465578541512274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i ran away from you sometimes because i just want to know if you would follow"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ok people, just 5 more days. i'm counting down to school reopens. and guess what, my class kinda suck! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Financial Accounting (class: E44L)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sales Management (class: E44G)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Financial and Banking Application 1 (class: W67J)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Healthcare Application 1 (class: W66N)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Taik kan hari-hari aku kene tukar class. Isyhk! I think Boyfie same class as FirDot. Boyfie satu class je all the way. W54L. Kan senang. Menyusah kan orgg la RP. So, my first module on my first day of school reopens, is Financial and Banking Application 1. Hopefully i can handle it. If not, confirm the thought of cabot-ing comes to mind. Hate when that happens. Kalau Boyfie nak ikut cabot sekali, ok go jugak. Tapi kalau dia tak nak, terpaksa i endure with the crap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8BdheH7AlI/AAAAAAAAA38/-T6-zsI6QEg/s1600/Photo-0297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8BdheH7AlI/AAAAAAAAA38/-T6-zsI6QEg/s400/Photo-0297.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458465577976398418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is Belitong. In malay, 'siput sedut'. Hahha. I just ate it. Teringin, babe. But not with kuah lemak, ok. Mom stir fry it. I love it that way. I dislike when it's cooked with kuah lemak. the reason? the edible thingy inside the siput will become slimy. Yuck! It's like taik hidung plus mucus. Hahha. sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boyfie is coming over to my house on Monday. Yay! I get to use your Blackberry Bold! Hehhe. I nak Canon Ixus 130. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-3245495383558597415?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/3245495383558597415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/plain-text.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3245495383558597415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/3245495383558597415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/plain-text.html' title='plain text.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8BdhgOp9lI/AAAAAAAAA4E/4gvuvX75XKU/s72-c/Nina-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-1809615233621492221</id><published>2010-04-10T12:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T12:47:43.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8ACMHTC2_I/AAAAAAAAA30/xY4pxJDhwZE/s400/Nina-91.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458365155513654258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"you say you're fine. i know you're better than that"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Guess what?! My off day is the same as Boyfie! It's on Wednesday. Besst per. Confirm-confirm i'll be with him all the time. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;If my off day lain dengan Boyfie, confirm aku tak le survive. Like i've said, i depend a lot on Boyfie and i really can't imagine how my life would be without him around. Confirm full of chaos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-1809615233621492221?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/1809615233621492221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/1809615233621492221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/1809615233621492221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/yes.html' title='yes.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S8ACMHTC2_I/AAAAAAAAA30/xY4pxJDhwZE/s72-c/Nina-91.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-4201262643750627663</id><published>2010-04-10T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:09:13.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Warning:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Skip this post if you dislike hearing about my love life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S79Q0MAHQGI/AAAAAAAAA3s/SELaVEyX-GM/s400/Nina-04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458170130901450850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"it's all about you. it's always been."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I don't know where to start actually. we started off as friend. then we got separated for awhile and then back again. bf was so arrogant. he would always say,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;from tomorrow onwards, kau buat hal kau, aku buat hal aku.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;he was so garang. and everytime he talks to me, i don't even dare to look at him in the eye or even face him when he's talking. and again, he would say,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;kenape everytime aku berbual, kau tak pernah nak tengok aku?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the truth is, bf, i was self conscious. i was afraid you would think that i looked ugly and plus, i was afraid of you. well, you kinda look like matrep to me. (but now, no.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it was on my birthday that you start to be nice to me. and yes, i was really happy at that point of time. i couldn't stop smilling. finally you understand why i'm like 'this'. finally, you could accept me for who i am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i remember the day where bf first pillion me on his SP. and also that was the day where i met his mom. and the day where we got lost for a freaking 7hours just to send me back home from Yishun. and the day that we cabot from school and we went Sembawang to eat Mee Soto. plus, it was raining. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;that day, was the most memorable time and the most happiest moment in my life. it's been awhile since i laugh and smile. i've never felt so comfortable in my life. but being with you at that point of time, i felt like i've known you all my life. did i mention that we kissed on that day? damn, it was great.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the next day, my heart broke because of you. i don't think you know that i had feelings for you. i was really sad. i thought you would have felt the same way as i am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i tried making you jealous. but it seems like you don't care. well, i don't know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you're close to S and i wasn't happy. i thought you're just playing me out. and damn was i mad. you wanted to lepak with me but i left you. you messaged me asking why i did that. and why i left you. the reason? how could you asked me to lepak with you when you're with S. i don't want to kacau daun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i try to avoid you. but it seems like we're getting closer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;one day, bf ajak me to cabot class and hang around with him. i did. how could i reject, right? i still do have feelings for him. so, we hang around the coffee shop and moved to the void deck. we played 'scissors paper stone'. and you cheat all the way. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we talked on the phone till 4am. and that was the time you asked me to be your gf. you gave alot of hint but i totally ignore it. trying to act blur because i wanted you to ask me yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;20 November 2008, we got together. no one knows about it. you didn't want to break the news. maybe you're ashamed of me. or maybe you're afraid that people might talk about me. i don't know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;every month, on the 20th, you never fail to wish me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;now, it's already been a year. we've been through the ups and the downs. the laughter and the cries. i've seen the bad side of you and you've seen mine. inside and outside. the beauty and the beast. you wipe your mucus on me. and i wipe mine on you. you fart, i laughed. i ate your left over and you ate mine. your shit, i've seen. and you've seen, my vomit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it's tough. but no matter what, i will still hold on to you. we never had or even experience 'honeymoon period'. it was never a smooth journey for us. i was very demanding and you're very hot tempered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;in short, i really love you. i'm just afraid that in the future, i may never see you. but i hope that's not going to happen. you're confident that we can last long. and i trust you. i hope that you will hold my hand till the end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;bf have been trying very hard to make me happy. i know, it's very hard to satisfy me. and i know that i'm very demanding and i must have what i want. and yet, you still give me whatever i asked for. my attitude is ugly. i know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i just can't wait till school reopens. finally i can be with you 24/7. i just miss you dearly. we haven't been spending much time during this holiday due to some reasons. and we haven't been talking on the phone lately. i understand that you're busy working.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i wish that i could tell you how much i love you but my alter ego... haiz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hope that you are reading this, bf. i will never cheat on you. you don't have to worry about me contacting with other guys. because to me, you are the best guy. you pamper me, you make me smile, you could tahan with all my perangai. even my parents can't do that, you know. i'm just so lucky to have you. everytime when i'm on the bike with you, i feel so proud. proud to have you as my bf and proud to have baby sparkie who is so damn sexy. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-4201262643750627663?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/4201262643750627663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/bf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4201262643750627663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/4201262643750627663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/bf.html' title='bf.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S79Q0MAHQGI/AAAAAAAAA3s/SELaVEyX-GM/s72-c/Nina-04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-8341893846675321088</id><published>2010-04-09T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:08:51.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just some text.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S78g8qIAijI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Afj_jgKwQRQ/s400/Nina-49.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458117499868449330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i like the way you make me feel even when you're nowhere near"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;love me when i least deserve it because that is when i really need it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;- swedish proverb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i have nothing to update today actually. nothing exciting happen to me today. i just sat at home the whole day, waiting for school to open. i did pamper myself today. apply some hair mask that i bought yesterday. damn it's good. finally i've found something that isn't a waste of money. maybe i shall apply it on boyfie's hair one day. sister's hair is done. shall i do my mom's? hahha. i think she can't be bothered about her hair anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Survivor is getting sick in the brain. I just can't wait for Russell to get voted out. But even if he gets to the final two, i don't think he will get any votes from the jury. My favourite Boston Rob got voted out last week. and today, Coach are out. damn. what will happen to the villians now? i'm a big fan of the villians tribe. Tyson, Rob and Coach are out. Arrghh! They shouldn't have voted them out. They should kick Russell out or Parvati. I think Parvati would be a good idea. With Russell around, it's much more exciting. But i still want Rob. I am still angry that Boston Rob got voted out. Isyhk! He has a very nice and sexy personality. I like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;currently watching S League. boring, ok. sister is in love with Khairul Amri. Yup, he got a yellow card.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;boyfie must be really really tired at work now. yesterday he went JB and i assume he bought DVDs because when he reached home yesterday at 3am, he terus watch his DVD until 6am. And now, he's working at 6pm. sayang, sayang... tomorrow he's working full shift. orang kuat la tu, konon nyer. dahh jadi IC. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;6more days till school opens! whoop! did i mention that boyfie's friend, teh bought a spark. teh was the guy who took over boyfie's SP. i love that SP. ='( i can't imagine teh riding spark. it's so not sajak. his body is so damn long la and the spark is small. it's like, kacang panjang riding on tempeh. i know la that my boyfie bawak spark very cool. kan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-8341893846675321088?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/8341893846675321088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-some-text.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/8341893846675321088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/8341893846675321088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-some-text.html' title='just some text.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S78g8qIAijI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Afj_jgKwQRQ/s72-c/Nina-49.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-8140012227059855769</id><published>2010-04-09T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T02:33:27.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S74aahjkNKI/AAAAAAAAA3c/FY7Iet1FK4s/s400/Nina-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457828841406084258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"never thought i'd find her"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Promise yourself to be strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind. Look at the sunny side of everything &amp;amp; make your optimism come true. Think only of the best, work only for the best &amp;amp; expect only for the best. Forget the mistakes of the past &amp;amp; press on to the greater achievements of the future. Give so much time to the improvement of yourself that you have no time to criticize others. Live in the faith that the whole world is on your side as long as you are true to the best that is in you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;- Christian D. Larson -&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/1004122651582784756-8140012227059855769?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/8140012227059855769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/8140012227059855769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/8140012227059855769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_09.html' title='just a word.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S74aahjkNKI/AAAAAAAAA3c/FY7Iet1FK4s/s72-c/Nina-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-9116329720697173863</id><published>2010-04-08T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T01:22:38.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S74Cy8yGuOI/AAAAAAAAA3U/sfw1FbSRxW4/s400/Nina-31.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457802872752617698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how's my day today? not that day. though i was a bit disappointed that boyfie had to work at 6pm. but! he called his workplace and told them that he would be late for work. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we went jurong point and bought tickets. "Clash of the Titans". i know. i wanted to watch "KL Drift 2" instead but the earliest timing was at 4.30pm. so, it kinda late since boyfie need to rush to work. so we bought our tickets and the show starts at 3.50pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ouhh yar. did i mention that when i reached jurong point, i had this skin rash on my hand and body. (my skin is rather sensitive to heat. i can't be hot and sweaty. puteri lilin. hehhe) so, i was kinda malu. like seriously. when i ask boyfie is i looked rabak, he said,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;tak la. macam mat salleh. dorgg nyer kulit kan nanti merah-merah bila kene panas. alaa, kau feeling-feeling mat salleh lah skejap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;feeling-feeling ehks? kalau aku pakai bikini dekat sentosa, boleh la aku feeling-feeling. nie, aku kat mall. macam mane nak feeling-feeling. isyhk. i tried to ignore my so-called rash but i was so self conscious. plan nak makan kat banquet. bila dahh kat banquet, there's a lot of people. and aku start self conscious rabak gila. sampai lapar aku pon hilang. boyfie was mad. obviously. in the end, aku makan jugak. kfc. lapar punye pasal. and at that point of time, my so-called rash pon nak hilang. lepas kfc, we went out to smoke. at terus head to the cinema.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S74CyZF5GHI/AAAAAAAAA3M/nL9X4eY1x_A/s1600/Clashofthetitansremakeposter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S74CyZF5GHI/AAAAAAAAA3M/nL9X4eY1x_A/s400/Clashofthetitansremakeposter1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457802863171934322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clash_of_the_Titans_(2010_film)"&gt;Summary Plot of "Clash of the Titans (2010)"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i don't really enjoy the movie much. nampak macam exciting but it's not what i expected. i expect a lot of fighting scene. especially with the 'kraken' (the ugly monster in the picture above) and also with 'Hades', the jahat God. All 'Perseus' (the hero) did was to show the head of the 'Medusa' to the Kraken and the Kraken become stone. And it died just like that. And Hades? Perseus just threw the sword at Hades and he died. Just like that. Mendak pe. Aku nak fight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Did i mention that the movie starting-starting kinda complicate. very. tak understand langsung. so, if any of you who is kinda interested in watching this movie, i suggest you read some of the plot for a better understanding. Kalau tidak, korang duduk pat wayang mcm stone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;sorry if my kata-kata macam belit-belit gitu. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;i very lazy to type properly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lepas wayang, we head to IMM. Drypers. Nestle:Lactogen. L'oreal. Double McSpicy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;boyfie send me back home. salam my dad, my mom and off he rushed to work. kesian boyfie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;sometimes i envy boyfie. he's so independent. not like me. some people depend on their parents. ade orang, senang dapat barang. it's just a click away. sekali petik, dahh boleh dapat. for example, his bike license (both 2A and 2B) and his bike. tu semua pakai duit dia. his hard earn money. dia bikin motor, pakai duit dia. and i bet, he's going to take class 2. and a car license. he don't really depend on his parents for it. his parents tak bagi dia duit. dia yangg bagi parents dia duit. i think sometimes he's rather stressed. and with a very demanding girlfriend (me), confirm he lagi stress. hahha. i asked a lot from him. dresses, food, movies, hotels. hahha. and ape aku nak, semua aku dapat. manja ehks? =) but no matter what, boyfie never complains. sometimes i do feel bad. maybe boyfie kesian kan aku because i have no one but him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i told boyfie that i wanted that KHI helmet. and he's saving money to buy one for me. ain't he sweet. and just recently, i told him that i wanted the canon ixus 130. sekali dengan senyap-senyap he buy for me ehks? coool per tu. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;aku, jarang belanja boyfie. yelah, aku mane ade duit. i'm not working. when i keluar pon, my parents don't give me money. kalau dapat pon, $10 or $15. duit sekolah tak cukup. bila time skolah, i depend boyfie for my food and drinks. dia la yangg selalu belikan aku makan minum. maybe some of you may think that, that's what a boyfriend should do. but sometimes i do feel rabak seyhh. there was this one time that he was really broke. and even at that point of time, he sanggup belikan aku makanan and he didn't get his.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;sometimes, i act like a bitch and throw tantrum at him for no reason. i'm such a bad girlfriend. sometimes i wonder what makes he wanna keep staying with me. maybe i'm special. hahha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i love him so much. eventhough some of you may think he's irresponsible, he's not good for me,... i think you guys just misjudged him. he's trying his best. and i know, he's making an effort to put a smile on my face all the time. i just love him. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ok. enough about him. confirm korang mendak, kan? rasa macam nak muntah, kan? ok. aku stop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;berbual pasal adik aku pulak, kay? sometimes, i don't realise how much my sister have grown. she knows how to play 'taiti' and she knows how to pool. and she even started to go KTV with her friends. so much for wearing tudung, huh. hahha. i understand. she's a teenager. a critical part in everyone's life. i hope she doesn't end up in the drain like me. go to the straight path, ok sister. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;tadi petang i receive a text from her, asking help from me. she wanted me to text her captain saying that she couldn't come for netball practice. i thought if she didn't go netball, she would go home straight. but i just found out from my mom that she went to her friend's house to play pool. OMG. she just played pool yesterday. and, i found out from her that she was hanging around Jurong Point before going to pool. and she didn't even told my mom about her going to Jurong Point. i know it's not a big deal to tell your mom where you're heading but, she used to tell my mom everything. where she goes, etc. tasya, don't sidetrack, ok. hope you are reading this. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;any &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOYFRIEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; issues, come straight to ME! no secrets! NO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004122651582784756-9116329720697173863?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/9116329720697173863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/9116329720697173863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/9116329720697173863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_08.html' title='what a day.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S74Cy8yGuOI/AAAAAAAAA3U/sfw1FbSRxW4/s72-c/Nina-31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004122651582784756.post-609344428011612365</id><published>2010-04-08T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T00:38:44.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picture-hahha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S7yz6VZN-xI/AAAAAAAAA28/2NcVRku34QM/s400/Nina-94.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457434663222901522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"the times we were together are worth the times i cry alone"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;25 Facinating Love Facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Men who kiss their wives in the morning live five years longer than those who don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. People are more likely to tilt their heads to the right when kissing instead of the left (65 percent of people go to the right!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When it comes to doing the deed early in the relationship, 78 percent of women would decline an intimate rendezvous if they had not shaved their legs or underarms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Feminist women are more likely than other females to be in a romantic relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Two-thirds of people report that they fall in love with someone they’ve known for some time vs. someone that they just met. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. There’s a reason why office romances occur: The single biggest predictor of love is proximity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Falling in love can induce a calming effect on the body and mind and raises levels of nerve growth factor for about a year, which helps to restore the nervous system and improves the lover’s memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Love can also exert the same stress on your body as deep fear. You see the same physiological responses — pupil dilation, sweaty palms, and increased heart rate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Brain scans show that people who view photos of a beloved experience an activation of the caudate — the part of the brain involving cravings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The women of the Tiwi tribe in the South Pacific are married at birth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The “Love Detector” service from Korean cell phone operator KTF uses technology that is supposed to analyze voice patterns to see if a lover is speaking honestly and with affection. Users later receive an analysis of the conversation delivered through text message that breaks down the amount of affection, surprise, concentration and honesty of the other speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Eleven percent of women have gone online and done research on a person they were dating or were about to meet, versus seven percent of men. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Couples’ personalities converge over time to make partners more and more similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The oldest known love song was written 4,000 years ago and comes from an area between the Tigris and Euphrates Rivers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The tradition of the diamond engagement ring comes from Archduke Maximillian of Austria who, in the 15th century, gave a diamond ring to his fiancée, Mary of Burgundy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Forty-three percent of women prefer their partners never sign “love” to a card unless they are ready for commitment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. People who are newly in love produce decreased levels of the hormone serotonin — as low as levels seen in people with obsessive-compulsive disorder. Perhaps that’s why it’s so easy to feel obsessed when you’re smitten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Philadelphia International Airport finished as the No. 1 best airport for making a love connection, according to an online survey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. According to mathematical theory, we should date a dozen people before choosing a long-term partner; that provides the best chance that you’ll make a love match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. A man’s beard grows fastest when he anticipates sex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Every Valentine’s Day, Verona, the Italian city where Shakespeare’s play Romeo and Juliet took place, receives around 1,000 letters addressed to Juliet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When we get dumped, for a period of time we love the person who rejected us even more, says Dr. Helen Fisher of Rutgers University and author of Why We Love. The brain regions that lit up when we were in a happy union continue to be active. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Familiarity breeds comfort and closeness … and romance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. One in five long-term love relationships began with one or both partners being involved with others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. OK, this one may not surprise you, but we had to share it: Having a romantic relationship makes both genders happier. The stronger the commitment, the greater the happiness!&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/1004122651582784756-609344428011612365?l=nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/feeds/609344428011612365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/609344428011612365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004122651582784756/posts/default/609344428011612365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nina-sayanggkai.blogspot.com/2010/04/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11942639848944937069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WdinJMZmy4/S7yz6VZN-xI/AAAAAAAAA28/2NcVRku34QM/s72-c/Nina-94.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
