<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216</id><updated>2011-12-15T11:03:10.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiza &amp; An</title><subtitle type='html'>Our Love Story</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>491</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-1332823924725262789</id><published>2010-10-09T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T12:56:02.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh eh how can i forget abt this blog? tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall just inform that we've moved! fizan22.wordpress.com is where its happenin' now yaw. heehee. but the memories in here are too precious to throw, so it will still remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos be updated at our wordpress bloggy ok? see ya! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-1332823924725262789?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/1332823924725262789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=1332823924725262789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1332823924725262789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1332823924725262789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2010/10/eh-eh-how-can-i-forget-abt-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-9104072782925037693</id><published>2010-07-02T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T18:19:57.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HALLOOO!!! we're officially married! Alhamdulillah. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pix are up on our multiply. pls do check it out. i wanted to do a really long post but as u guys can probably tell, dis blog is dead. there's no use reliving it anymore. huahuahua! my multiply is also on the verge of dying. lets just see what happens to it come a few mths time. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, am coping and adapting well to this new life of mine. this time my life revolves not only around me, but around my beloved husband as well. so far adjusting has been quite tough, especially for me. the pemalas nk mampos perempuan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my daily routine now includes making breakfast for him (as early as 530am on those days he works the dayshift &amp; before i go to work), laundry for both him &amp; i, and constant cleaning. previously i dont have to worry about all these. if there's no food at home, i can either buy or dont eat at all. im fine with anything. but now, things have changed. i NEED to have food prepared, clean clothes &amp; towels and etc. senang betul jadi husband ni eh. TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes time. and after almost 3 weeks of being a wife, i think im coping well but can do so much better. cooking is almost a daily chore of mine. and im trying my best to excel in that area. right now i still need a recipe book right in front of me.. who knows sooner or later i might become a superwoman like all the other wonderful wives who dont need a recipe yet still can whip up a delicious meal. someday. just gotta keep believing in me, husband. cheyy bebual confident. haha! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops before i forget.. i do have the laundry to attend to. more updates later! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-9104072782925037693?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/9104072782925037693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=9104072782925037693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/9104072782925037693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/9104072782925037693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2010/07/hallooo-were-officially-married.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-1270312415699501886</id><published>2010-06-01T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T00:03:59.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 5 minutes to 12 but im still up blogging. err correction. i was up since 11pm tonight. fell asleep (on the new bed!) at abt 7 plus and only woke up to love's call. heehee. its either im very penat or the bed is super comfy to sleep in. heh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, its countdown to the last 10 days of our bachelorhood. cant believe we're getting married next-freakin-week! its all jitters &amp; stresses now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got everything rounded down. ok not really. i still forgot my shoes for sanding, damns. have to get that by end of this week. will try not to see each other by next week (ok, not on monday cos we have the final fitting to go to). i figured it would be soooo romantic to see love in his nikah outfit after a week of not seeing each other. waaaa. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just 4.5 days of work and we're off to a good beginning. hopefully the event goes smoothly. what we need right now is ur prayers. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, chan brothers just called to confirm the honeymoon. so next week we have to settle the balance &amp; attend the briefing. yippee! gold coast.. here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait, cant wait! please let this week go smoothly for me as well so that i can have a peace of mind later on. work has been good thus far, and i really hope it'll stay that way till i go on 3 weeks' leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i gotta get a-sleeping. cant wait to start the day tmr, and end the week soon. yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh speaking of end week, there's also gonna be another wedding at my void deck this weekend. it'll kinda be like a preview of what our own wedding will look like de week after. so excited! all the best hanis (tats my neighbour in case ure wondering)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok i gotta go sleep now. love all. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-1270312415699501886?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/1270312415699501886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=1270312415699501886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1270312415699501886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1270312415699501886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-5-minutes-to-12-but-im-still-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-4092780639017578847</id><published>2010-05-17T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:45:05.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in exactly half an hour it will be 25 days to our wedding! 25 days. twenty-five frickin days! WOW. time flies damn fast. last i remembered, we were 6 mths away. now its only 3 weeks away till we bid goodbye to singlehood. marriage life, parenting life, here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and truth be told, im even more excited for the honeymoon. i cant wait to get 3 weeks of leave from work. PENAT! have not been taking leave for awhile now cos i need to save up. jealous ah tgk org go on leave ajer. but nnt korg rasain yah.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my new exec is very accommodating. bcos we have one day off per mth, he asked me if i need any leave to settle my wedding matters. i said no, and asked why. he simply replied,"dont have ah? so i'll put ur day off on the last week of the month ah". CLEVER KAN! no seriously, how often does ur boss take gd care of ur wellbeing before ur wedding? not very often i wud say. ure the best, jeff! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best part: all my invitation cards were distributed, and we still have some ppl left to pass them to! 600 all gone! TSK. so we have to print more cards, and add more food for the guests cos from approx 1200 guests, we now have 1400. waduhhhh. after this, if still tk cukup card im gonna personally print them out myself using plain a4 size paper &amp; fold them in half! GRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really really excited.. but at the same time, very nervous too. abg thinks im not nervous at all cos i dont talk abt the wedding as much as before. BLUEKZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok guys so dats it. i will update again hopefully on my henna nite. WAHAHA. dats 3 weeks away, ingat tu eh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-4092780639017578847?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/4092780639017578847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=4092780639017578847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4092780639017578847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4092780639017578847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-exactly-half-hour-it-will-be-25-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-6749178567786427381</id><published>2010-04-17T14:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T15:12:09.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fiance complained that i havent been updating the blog so he doesnt have anything interesting to read? now seriously, are my updates really that interesting to begin with??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blame it all on twitter. im mostly active in there. its sucha no-brainer. all u gotta do is just u noe, update! and i do it on a daily basis. errr actually more frequent than that. whenever i have things on my mind which needs a little bit of expression, i tweet. when im bored, i tweet. that is why my phone bills came up to over $100+ (it reached the $200+ mark once.. sheesh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah was reading some blogs earlier and i decided to do post one myself. a lengthy update for once, cos twitter have a maximum of 140 characters per tweet. wic sucks, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wedding preparations. i can go on and on about it. its neverending! once we thought we cud finally relax, there are other things which crops up. one after another. when we're done with this, oh there's that to be completed too! takes up a lot of time &amp; energy. and of course, money. sighs. no kidding when mama said u have to have at least (AT LEAST!) $20k to have a proper wedding. but of course, do browse around for cheaper alternatives as well. be smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. Alhamdulillah. i got a pay adjustment. $100 increment. plus im getting a bonus this month too, cos all these while i've been working at the polyclinic, they actually underpaid me by $50 per month! and i've been working there for almost 3 years! haha. lady boss was kinda mad at payroll for overlooking the issue. but im cool with it. at least im gonna get the money back. ALHAMDULILLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i cant wait for the big day. i know yeah, i talk about it all the time. my friends were like,"ahh ok lah kau nak kawin lah yelah yelah". haha kidding! actually, i think most of my friends were kind of excited about my wedding cos most of my friends are getting married this year too! ARHHHHH! like seriously, i have invitations for like every month! ok none this month. but next month! and then june, i have mine &amp; wartini's, whose wedding will be a week before mine. doubt i can go though. mama's all,"pantang pantang! jgn keluar2!!!" sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the months after that. pleaseeee i dont even wanna talk about it. haha! i wish all the future brides, regardless of whether i know u personally or not, enjoy the moment! cherish the preparation period. then only will u feel relieved &amp; happy on ur wedding day. remember the hard work, the sleepless nights, the amount of money spent &amp; saved. remember the overtimes, remember the surveying, the trips to and fro singapore expo for bridal exhibitions. remember rememberrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok am running out of topics. i will surely come back if i have more. in the meantime pls do check out my twitter. instant updates on the go! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da puas, abang? *bluekz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-6749178567786427381?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/6749178567786427381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=6749178567786427381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6749178567786427381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6749178567786427381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2010/04/fiance-complained-that-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-6935691233845611178</id><published>2010-03-11T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T21:01:00.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just to share. sharing is caring hor.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walimah dilaksanakan dan diselenggarakan oleh Suami. Ini adalah sebagaimana perbuatan Nabi Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa Sallam sendiri dan turut dicontohi oleh para sahabat-sahabatnya yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari Anas radhiyallahu ‘anhu, beliau berkata:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ketika Rasulullah Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa Sallam menikahi seorang perempuan, beliau mengutuskan aku untuk mengundang beberapa orang untuk makan.” (Hadis Riwayat al-Bukhari, at-Tirmidzi, no. 3219)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juga dari Anas radhiyallahu ‘anhu, beliau menjelaskan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“‘Abdurrahaman berkata: “Wahai Rasulullah, sesungguhnya aku baru sahaja bernikah dengan seorang wanita dengan mahar satu nawat emas (emas sebesar biji kurma)”. Rasulullah Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa Sallam bersabda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Semoga Allah memberkahimu, adakanlah walimah walau pun hanya dengan menyembelih seekor kambing”.” (Hadis Riwayat al-Bukhari, no. 5169)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we wouldnt be having huge headaches abt the wedding preparations if things were as simple as that in these times. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-6935691233845611178?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/6935691233845611178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=6935691233845611178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6935691233845611178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6935691233845611178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-to-share.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-7928311334686012897</id><published>2010-03-11T12:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T12:43:30.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kauuu.. our queue number is 416, and montreal dale only has 150 units for 4 room flats. NNBCCB. hahaha. nehmind.. we'll try and try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are there fewer new flats here in the north? i dont mind anywhere here.. its my comfort &amp; safety zone. i dont want to venture out further. im just a budak kampong north/yishun. what else can i say? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg confessed too that he dun wanna live someplace else further from the north. punggol/sengkang area is a definite no-no. i feel its too quiet ard tat area. heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyoo hdb.. pls kindly set up more new flats at north leh.. plsh plsh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaanyways, on to other topics. felt sooo annoyed today. colleague went on last minute mc and i have to cover her station. and she's freaking unorganised lah!! and she freaking left some of her work unsettled! so i have to answer to each &amp; every one of the patients queries &amp; complains. 4 reports for reviews today not done. FOUR!! haiyah. and 1 referral letter to TTSH, wic have been pending for over a week, was not done yet. mampos lah ni anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just in a mood to complain. gotta get ready now for lunch. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-7928311334686012897?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/7928311334686012897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=7928311334686012897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7928311334686012897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7928311334686012897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2010/03/kauuu.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-2368555291594087102</id><published>2010-02-26T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:47:29.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to pick out our wedding outfits today.. and im SUPER excited! cant believe we're onli just 3 months plus away from the big day. 2 outfits for nikah.. 2 more for our sanding. and den the remaining 4 outfits for studio shoot will be picked out on the day of the shoot itself. WOWZ. i seriously cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and can anyone pls explain to me why my body is so weird? my waist is 25cm. yet my pantat area is 40cm. very like anak gajah right?! aiyooyoooo.. when the lady was measuring my hip area, i told her,"jgn terperanjat". too late, she already seemed a little shocked. haha. can dun become so big can anot ah pantat?? boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, after the outfit selection, abg went off to his reservist meeting whilst me and mama went down to toa payoh central for a quick lunch, and den we went on to suntec. cos that was where the natas fair was supposedly held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a bad feeling when i reached city hall with mama. i texted sheila to check for me if the fair is really at suntec. sheila replied, nope. at expo beb. i reconfirmed with mama and she said,"sheila merepek la. kan kat suntec."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i googled it on the spot. cant google in the train cos of the bad reception. true enough, the page loads to reveal the best words ever,"natas fair - 26th to 28th feb at singapore expo". setannnn! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum wasnt satisfied. she called my bro to check it on the papers. it doesnt change anything ma. its not at suntec. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we hopped back on the train to expo. super crowded.. and there was an entrance fee of $4. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we scoured round the hall. and then this guy gave mama a brochure for bali. kinda tempting.. esp when its super cheap. there was even a $30 discount. almost wanted to grab it u noe! but then i thought.. its our honeymoon. might as well go someplace further. pls dont talk about europe and all that jazz. i admit, we cant afford to go that far. esp after dumping several thousand dollars into the wedding. so a great alternative would be australia. gold coast to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after much talking and selling, paid de deposit of $1k and thats it! we have ourselves a 7 days gold coast trip. and the itinerary's really great. i mean, i dont see how we would get bored in a place liddat. u wont even have time to be bored, i think. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super super cant wait!! can cpt sket anot to june?? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after today, i felt really eased. like some weights have been lifted off my shoulders. whew. the next major thing would be the kursus of course. and that we'll have to settle by march, hopefully. am gonna book it soon. insya Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok am gonna dream of koalas and kangaroos now. goodnight yall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ohhh my friend farhana told me that aussie's winter season will fall in june. woooo excitement!! feeling kan.. like winter sonata liddat. heehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-2368555291594087102?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/2368555291594087102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=2368555291594087102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2368555291594087102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2368555291594087102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2010/02/went-to-pick-out-our-wedding-outfits.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-352118395399535409</id><published>2010-02-15T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T22:28:07.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long hols huh.. doesnt feel like it. heh.. basically wat i did for the past few days was sit at home, either on the net or on my phone downloading apps or playing words with friends. oh yea to those who owns an iphone, do help me get over this boredom by downloading the words with friends app and play a game with me. its basically scrabble.. really fun! to date i've kicked about 5 butts, abg inclusive. but these days he kips winning. cheater. HMPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aanyhoos.. just a few more mths to the wedding. things that is still pending:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- kursus. pending since forever. we realli nid to go next mth!&lt;br /&gt;- wedding bands. this is rather easy. 1 week before majlis oso can go and buy. heheh&lt;br /&gt;- honeymoon. natas fair coming up. alrady confirmed the destination. yeehaa!&lt;br /&gt;- our shoes. mine for sanding and his for dulang. haiyah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats it i guess. just these and we're ready to go. next mth will be the choosing of outfits and i sooo cant wait. i've already envisioned a gorgeous songket with really nice (and heavy!) sanggul lintang for our sanding. a pretty off-white outfit with tudung for our nikah. sighhh.. 4 outfits for the event itself, and another 4 for studio. so have to choose wisely. heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to forgo the pre-wedding bridal spa altogether. just bought mud masks and body exfoliator so i guess that shud pretty much make up for it. besides, i really nid the extra cash for emergency purposes. soooo. lets not waste money shall we? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe it.. next mth it'll be our 4th year together. i shall not go into the cliche 'how time flies...' cos yea, it does so get over it. *winks* i will however, express my deepest thanks to Allah for guiding us through this path and making things work for the both of us. so far its been the best 4 years of my entire life, and im looking forward to the future together with the man i truly love and respect. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mushy la aku. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the most anticipated year. preparations are heating up. just 4 mths away and we'll get there. we can do this! i cant wait to start a new life with him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and hdb, bole cpt sket tak kasi kita punya results??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-352118395399535409?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/352118395399535409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=352118395399535409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/352118395399535409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/352118395399535409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-so-long-hols-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-7489638793982818449</id><published>2010-01-23T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T00:57:11.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have TONNES of things in my list to buy. everything ranging from cosmetics to skincare to apparels. i badly need new shoes (my current workshoe is practically torn at the sides - how pathetic!) ALOT, really! but, with the same amount of self-restrain, i can only ogle at those items for now. sometimes i feel sick. like i wanna spend the thousands i have in my bank account now. it takes alot of willpower to stop my itching hands to grab the items off its shelves, key in my pin number and kaching! its mine. it gets soooo frustrating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thanks to mama though, who got me the constructivist paintpot by mac wen we were out shopping last wed. i thot i wanna purchase it myself but she paid for me. how nice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and abg's bday is just around the corner.. no one noes how upset i am wen i realise that i cant do much for him on his special (turning old) day. the only thing i can afford for now is a simple dinner. i feel so bad. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can come up with something soon enough. which doesnt require much moolahs, and which is memorable enuff for him. no one noes wat im feeling, really.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of the countless majlis necessities to settle eg photographer, videographer, henna, kursus, duit kadi, duit berkat, duit cake, duit dulang, pelamin, mak andam (MAMPOS LA!!) okok korang get the idea eh, we're still pending his shoes for dulang, our wedding bands, my shoes for sanding etc. susah betul la nak kawin!! i very stressed out u noe.. u dunno kan.. i noe u dunno dats why i let u noe.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chatted with some of my gfs who are getting married this year too, and we shared what u wud call the 'bingit of wedding preps talk'. we shared how convenient it wud be to just do a simple akad nikah at romm and just organize a dinner. no need all those traditional fancies &amp; frills. but thats just what we bride-to-bes can only dream of. the reality is, we need to man up to this &amp; get it over and done with. man, tats a tough one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been going great so far. people with experience tell me to cherish my wedding preps, cos once is over, i'll be hoping that i can go thru it again. fact is, i dont think i do! maybe its too early to say.. heh. but seriously, i wish the day would come faster so that i dont have to stay up late to count &lt;s&gt;sheep&lt;/s&gt; my expenditures &amp; whether or not i have enough money to support me till the end of the month. taxing is what this all is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesternite i got really tired of scouring for honeymoon packages. we didnt even come to a conclusion yet. plenty of destinations to choose from. plenty of travel agencies i've recce-ed. but there's still that eeny meeny bit inside me which prevents me from making a decision. yes, u guessed it. money matters. sure, wen calculated, we have enough funds for a honeymoon to every romantic destination in the world. but what about life after the wedding? what if we're in need of extra cash after that? see thats what worries me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today our honeymoon woes are over. mama just broke the news to me that she's gonna sponsor our honeymoon fully! but of course, there's the catch. she's only gonna sponsor our trip to hongkong. mr big mouth *aka abang* wanted to go to hk disneyland. he who oso wants to go to egypt, gold coast &amp; bali. hmph. indecisive ah ni mongki. so lets just see whats gonna happen next. i hope we're gonna make a decision soon enuff. time is ticking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think thats about it for tonight. i have to get the shut-eye now if i dont wanna wake up cranky &amp; scream at patients tomorrow like i did today *haha*. so till next available ranting day everyone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby bucuk.. ure so mentel. go decide okay! bluekz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-7489638793982818449?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/7489638793982818449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=7489638793982818449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7489638793982818449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7489638793982818449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-tonnes-of-things-in-my-list-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8079340282535531703</id><published>2010-01-14T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:55:33.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>REGISTERED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just counting down to the days.. insya Allah.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/S03666nY8PI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Z034HVLFPF0/s1600-h/marriagereg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/S03666nY8PI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Z034HVLFPF0/s320/marriagereg.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426269016125141234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8079340282535531703?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8079340282535531703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8079340282535531703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8079340282535531703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8079340282535531703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2010/01/registered-just-counting-down-to-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/S03666nY8PI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Z034HVLFPF0/s72-c/marriagereg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-5270962586796861291</id><published>2010-01-10T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:52:24.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to a wedding earlier today.. nur sahar &amp; fhairus' wedding.. great! the first wedding to kick start the many weddings later this year. no seriously.. i have like a pile of invitations already! i really hope i can attend evri single one of 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sahar's wedding was a blast! met some ex-yishunites as well. miss them loads.. a huge shoutout to marina, haslinda, farhana, fazlin, mr sivaraju &amp; weilong. yeehaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of yishunites, im actuali organizing a reunion for batch 99. u know, tighten those loose knots. actually, im reli missing all my schmates. its been awhile since we all last saw each other. and since we're all in contact on fb, i guess its best to start this new year with widening the social circle. de power of technology.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also cos im soooo jealous of abg's school reunion.. hahaha. i wanna do the same oso.. wee! *bluekz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made friends with some of abg's schmates.. and it was great! in fact, i went to meet her by my own on saturday. here's a shoutout to you, weeya! :D she owes me a karaoke date.. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe its jus 5 mths to the DAY! *here we go againnnnn*&lt;br /&gt;no really, im really in disbelief. soon we'll be a year engaged. one year already?? THAT fast huh? but im glad.. lagi cpt lagi bagus. all these wedding invitations are kinda prepping me to the final countdown. i cant wait laaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just took abt 3 hrs to finish this. slowcoach. hahaha! was on msn the whole time with farhana &amp; abg.. wee! speaking of abg, i mish u lah bucuk.. see u tmr okies? *muackz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnite world.. hello monday *yucks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-5270962586796861291?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/5270962586796861291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=5270962586796861291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5270962586796861291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5270962586796861291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-went-to-wedding-earlier-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-4131232116592967205</id><published>2009-12-27T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:33:35.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am hoping and hoping that sezairi's gonna win. not bcos im totally into this idol business, but more of the fact tat $20 is at stake. hahah. abg's betting on sylvia to angkat the idol title this year, and im mati2 rooting for sezairi. wee! i hope my intuition dont fail me tis time. whew. just a few more minutes to it! *heart beating*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe it.. we're gonna turn 3 yrs 9 mths, and nxt mth we're gonna be exactly a year engaged, and then soon after that we're gonna be married! *gasps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is really flying by rather quickly. wow. in awe, i am. but im also thankful to God for making this happen. we've been thru so much; no one have the slightest idea how difficult for us to make it here. but im glad we did make it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im very feeling2 tonight probably bcos i just witnessed a wedding down at my void deck. so meriah.. so happening. their kompang aje got 20 plus people ah. wah seyy, kecoh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as of now, most of the major preps are done. kad jemputan, whatever else is done. whew. like finally. and we've also applied for a flat. i hope the results gonna be positive. onli thing though, is the ermm kursus rumahtangga. which we've been procrastinating and procrastinating like crazy. nxt mth is already the marriage registration. wahhhhh.. still got so many things to do ah. *wipes sweat off forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok on to other stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayah lost another tooth yesterday. gosh.. instead of finding it funny, i find it really disturbing. he, however, kept saying he looked 'cute' without the bottom tooth. it just goes to show how old and fragile he really is. like a kid, you noe. alah i dunno how to put it in words la. haha. onli 47 and losing teeth. haiseyman. ayah, dont get old too quickly la. ltr u got no stamina to run after ur cucus. hahaha. perasan k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh wen is the results gonna be out?? i cant stand waiting, with berdebar2 jantung to boot. not good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waduhhh still got another performance.. biler nk results ni? GRRRR. okok i go play some youtube first. wee! good luck sezairi!! &lt;s&gt;i love you!!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and abg.. i like sylvia too okie. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-4131232116592967205?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/4131232116592967205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=4131232116592967205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4131232116592967205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4131232116592967205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/12/am-hoping-and-hoping-that-sezairis.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-4956234887244563445</id><published>2009-12-25T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:24:19.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SzRaZH8vgPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lB3UphFJRB0/s1600-h/DSC-0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SzRaZH8vgPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lB3UphFJRB0/s320/DSC-0689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419055639310598386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preview.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-4956234887244563445?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/4956234887244563445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=4956234887244563445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4956234887244563445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4956234887244563445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/12/preview.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SzRaZH8vgPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lB3UphFJRB0/s72-c/DSC-0689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8803360648651276623</id><published>2009-12-23T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T22:01:08.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. still keeping up with the one-entry-per-month-at-least policy. been real bz.. i take it that blogging is too taxing for me already. i dun have time to even upload pics these days. my multiply's dying.. haha. soon, soon.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda went crazy at the xmas sales. like really crazy. hahaha. but mostly i bought for our gift exchange. making full use of the sale and chucking everything at one side of the room till it is ready to come out of its hiding 5 mths 20 days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week 2010 will be ushered in. so soon! and so good! hahah. i can't wait. its almost like a miracle, that we're now getting closer and closer to the most anticipated date ever. we're adjusting for the better; him tryna get more comfy and feel-at-home at my place. cos this is where we're gonna be in until we get our own house. speaking of which, cant wait for the results of the ballot! i so hope we're gonna get it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been eating too much chocolates these days bcos of xmas. practically everyone's passing ard chocolates everyday. kerayzee. and during lunch today, someone got everyone a very sinful, too creamy chocolate cake and i couldnt even finish half of my one piece. itu kalau aku kasi habis, bsk up 2 kilo babe. confirm one. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaanyways, my baby is at work now. like i said on twitter.. i feel so lonely without him around. who else would entertain my nonsense? who else would listen to me when i talk about my imaginary friend? yes.. i have an imaginary friend. not really imaginary. he's my newly bought pooh toy. very cute, very cuddly. and he's like lying on his tummy looking all smiley. i call him pooey. i noe, aku very less creative. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope tomorrow will come soon. i cant wait to end work early (half day tomorrow) and be off to meet him. chipmunks vs chipettes pah? hahaha. cute sak.. chipettes.. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see how it goes kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok folks. i gotta go now. i'll update soon wen i have the time. wee!! MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bucuk, update go! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8803360648651276623?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8803360648651276623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8803360648651276623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8803360648651276623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8803360648651276623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/12/yoohoo-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-4299338415414124555</id><published>2009-12-06T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T14:02:37.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally got the time to update.. been wanting to for awhile now, but my mind auto goes blank everytime i logon to blogger. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama approved of my homemade burger patties last nite, and her opinion matters the most. abg's opinion comes after hers. sooo. both approved. YAY! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still researching for the best travel bargain for our honeymoon. a couple of nice destinations, from a beach getaway, to the middle east, to the land down under. what interests me most? i wanna do something.. u noe, have lots of activities to do.. a beach honeymoon is great for a day or two but im afraid it'll get boring. and egypt.. it seems such a nice place to go to. but walking ard, listening to the guide talk and talk about the history of the place is not really appealing either. ahhh im just too hard to please! just want the best though.. something/someplace that both of us enjoy. its, afterall, our honeymoon.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months. thats all there is to it. may seem quite far for some of you but for us, its already the heart-thumping stage. next mth will be the registration, but we have yet to go for our kursus. die. new bedroom furniture will be brought in on the first week of june. i'd have to destroy the old built-in cupboard. boohoo. :( memories of my childhood will soon be gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to go on a date with my baby later. wanna go vivo.. cause vivo has everything. wanna look at a few things too.. like makeup; i wanna get lancome's oscillation mascara. its the new vibrating mascara.. yes, it vibrates. ehehe. then i wanna get shu uemura's nobara cream cover. i dont really like using liquid foundation cos it cakes up on my super oily skin. so a cream foundation shud be good lah. although at times it does 'slide' around. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, i cant get all these today. cos the bonus is still not in. :( but its okay.. window shopping's great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea.. need to look for abg's things as well. wanna check out A/X's stuff, since abg likes their products so much. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas sale is tha bomb! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie folks.. till next time.. wanna go do some more research now. wee! see ya ltr bucuk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-4299338415414124555?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/4299338415414124555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=4299338415414124555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4299338415414124555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4299338415414124555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-got-time-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-344450146135704063</id><published>2009-11-23T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:20:32.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>joke of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg's mum msged me earlier asking for my full name. she wanna go do the wedding cards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his mum: fiza, whats ur full name?&lt;br /&gt;me: norhafizah binte khamis, aka siti nurhaliza. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;his mum: jgn perasan.. menantu cik lagi manis kan kan kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH! hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-344450146135704063?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/344450146135704063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=344450146135704063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/344450146135704063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/344450146135704063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/11/joke-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-6119561980633614330</id><published>2009-11-20T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:34:46.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna buy urban decay products? someone msged me on fb asking if i wanna buy the products bcos she's getting them in bulk straight from the US. so anyone wanna tompang, get back to me hor.. preferably if u have an fb account. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie on to other topics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couples nowadays dont really seem to fancy the adat bertandang.. why huh? i've always looked forward to the bertandang part of a wedding ceremony cos thats the most meriah.. with the hadang, the kecoh-ness.. so best! im all about the culture, baby! but to each his own lah hor.. i've got 2 friends having their wedding at a single place, meaning no bertandang. reason being : save cost. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just found out.. there's gonna be about 6 of my frens getting married next year.. in january, may, june (one week earlier than mine!), 1 in november and 2 in december. wow wee!! cant wait uh!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those wedding talks we had over msn convos.. so fun.. i just hope we're gonna stay good friends even after marriage life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ppl ask me, what do i look forward to after marriage life?&lt;br /&gt;my first answer would be.. kids. i want a kid rite after we got wedded. hehe. my maternal instincts is really kicking in.. and so is abg's.. (i mean paternal of course)&lt;br /&gt;my 2nd answer.. i want to lead a simple but happy life. no nid to shower me with everything and anything i dont need. i just look forward to those cuddled-up nights in bed talking abt our day. in the mornings we'll have bfast together right b4 we go out for work.. and on sundays we'll go out for a walk or something.. really.. its all that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope im not asking for too much. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to wedding planning. its starting to take its toll on me. sure, the first few months after the engagement, everything was smooth sailing. but once we're into our 2nd trimester b4 the wedding, its all chaotic even after we've got our load done. i want the day to quickly come and go, yet i dont want it to end too soon. confused much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wedding preps were also discussed thoroughly by nenek.. his cousins were appointed as kendarats for day 2 (sunday). hehehe. nenek's all about family-togetherness.. and i must say, im impressed by her way of holding the family together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, on the other hand, have to appoint outside kendarats cos when i was younger, i remember being kendarat for almost all of my family members' weddings. i remember how tiring it was.. and the fact that im always missing from family photos cos i was somewhere wiping tables &amp; clearing plates is heart-wrenching. sooo tis time i dowan to kacau my family. let them take as many photos with me and stay sweat-free throughout my event. hehe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre-wedding shoot coming soon insya Allah.. ida wants to take my wedding photos but i've already got a photographer for the event.. she nids to put up a portfolio cos she's deeply into this whole photography business so i thot i'd do her a favour by getting her to do my pre-wedding photos. baik kan i.. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i received a piece of VERY good news. yeahhhhh.. but it cant be revealed yet cos dis is what org2 tua ckp. org tua maner aku tk tau lah but still org tua lah so need to respect hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.. ayah's bugging me for the comp. tk abes2 nk tgk,"alahh yg bloopers tu.. ayah nk tgk". i know he's referring to some goofy caught on camera antics ala america's funniest videos on youtube.. gasaklah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie bye now folks. *hugs&amp;kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-6119561980633614330?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/6119561980633614330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=6119561980633614330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6119561980633614330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6119561980633614330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/11/chak-anyone-wanna-buy-urban-decay.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-6108855698378063889</id><published>2009-11-10T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:54:55.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7 months.. that's all the time we have left till the pakbingbing. waduh.. i thought it'll be breezy as the months progresses but it gets more taxing than ever. *headache*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news though.. cik ayan's already volunteered to sponsor toblerone chox for berkat budak2.. YAY! now who else wanna sponsor anything else? ure MOST welcomed. *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picked our wedding cake.. 3-stacks and not tiered.. as in the cakes are plopped together instead of on a stand, geddit? and its 14inch in diameter. i wonder how big that is. it didnt look too big in the picture. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picked my pelamin colour.. white, purple &amp; silver.. ok it didnt sound promising.. but i hope it'll turn out okay. i trust them to do their best, judging from what i saw and the reviews i read. insya Allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my henna costs about $200.. it'll better turn out nice. and i cant believe for entertainment alone, which mama is sponsoring, costs almost 2k. wahlau eyy.. biar benar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sat we'll be viewing live abg's pelamin provider. i love their designs.. very balinese-themed. and quite costly too. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and can u believe it.. i have to count how many pillars there are at my void deck just bcos i need to cover up the pillars at $15 each. waduh.. and i think there are about 11 pillars.. oklah eh.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argghh i really dun have anything else to talk abt aside from our wedding preps but this is my only outlet. i have so many things in my mind which i need to let out. every night b4 bed i'll be on my calculator, adding &amp; deducting.. missing a few things and readding and deducting again. crazy.. and its every night. not one day missed w/o me worrying abt these things. boohoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope everything will go smoothly.. insya Allah.. i pray for strength &amp; health to get pass thru this phase. for both me &amp; abg.. 7 months isnt a very long time.. soon it'll be over and we'll be married happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ehem.. on a very lighter note.. just bcos we're done with our major preps, we went on to 'recce' baby items. HAHA. no lah.. just the other time we were out, and we just walked in to mothercare where i got him to look at all the things we need to have once we start a family. man.. the look on his face was just priceless when he sees the pricetags on each of the items. HAHA. we should totally do that again, baby.. i wanna scare u with maclaren, maxicosi and the likes. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k wanna go on a date with my calculator now.. goodnyte people. and oh, i think im updating more on twitter so follow me there instead ok peepz? take care now.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-6108855698378063889?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/6108855698378063889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=6108855698378063889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6108855698378063889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6108855698378063889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/11/7-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-4871437624704929791</id><published>2009-10-12T08:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:25:21.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aik?? how come our blogger profile picture's been changed to a car pic?? GRR. this will not do.. *growl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaanyhoos.. whaddup folks?? foowahhh our blog is sooo dusty already. been facebooking alot and neglecting both multiply &amp; tis poor blog. teehee. sowie dowie.. just been real bz and too tired to take care of 3 webbies at one go. boohoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari raya visiting this year is more happening than the previous years.. first day of raya and my mum have to work the afternoon shift. kelakar kan.. and i dendam ICA for that. hmph! luckily abg brought me over to his dad's place, and then back to his place.. whew. first day of raya at his place.. i feel like we're already married. WEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to do something which i didnt do the previous years: ask for forgiveness from everyone in his family.. including his cuzzies. and i feel great.. i also seek forgiveness from him.. my future husband.. insya Allah.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 8 more months to go.. every night i keep thinking bout the same ol' stuff. will everything run smoothly? will my savings be enough? will there be any problems cropping up last minute? i seriously need to chillax.. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to do within the next few months:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) get our hantaran stuff.. probably shud do this in the xmas sale.. heehee. cheapos.. bluekz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) kursus rumahtangga.. thinking of the one day course cos our schedules clashed like none other so we cant afford to attend the 2 days course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) register for marriage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) book tok kadi.. thinking of getting kadi salim jasman.. he was the one who wedded my parents so i thought it'll be great to get him to wed us also. and furthermore, he's alba's atok sedare.. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) our wedding invitation cards.. im seriously at a loss of ideas.. but i guess im just going to take the simpler designs.. afterall, ppl are just gonna chuck it into the bin.. heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) my pre-wedding spa &amp; facial.. nk look radiant on the wedding day katakan.. heehee. it will be a 3-months long regime.. sheesh. i've never really favoured facials and stuff.. uweeekkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) get my berkats.. planning for a trip to the chocolate factory (how i wish willy wonka really exists...) for some toblerones.. planning to get those as my berkat.. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i forgot what else.. thats all for the moment.. but i really hope all that we've planned on doing, we'll get right down to it.. and that things will go smoothly.. insya Allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of smoothly.. mishi got into an accident again. haizzzzz for the umpteenth time! eversince we got this car, its been getting into accidents more than we can ever imagine. UGH. we just changed the bodykit after it got into the previous accident.. maybe this is what they call dugaan bertunang.. we are trying very hard here to save money yet we have to spend on other stuff.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time round, we need not fork out a single cent cos it was the taxi driver's fault.. but still!! poor mishi.. and poor nenek who was in the car at that time. she must've suffered a very rude shock.. luckily abg &amp; nenek escaped unharmed.. thankful for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok this is taking too much of my time. gotta go do my work now.. cheerios everybody.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and love you darling.. see you ltr. muacks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-4871437624704929791?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/4871437624704929791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=4871437624704929791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4871437624704929791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4871437624704929791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/10/aik-how-come-our-blogger-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-7569817096176409218</id><published>2009-09-17T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:18:05.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ehh awaaaakkkk.. hari raya da nk dekat lahhh.. wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today am gonna get my baju from the boutique.. like finally eh. lmbt betol itu auntie adjust baju aku. grrr.. if possible i dont wanna stay too long at geylang lah. but i feel like i wanna get a few more things. my hands itch to spend (abg's money). hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im always feeling like i wanna eat this &amp; that these days. maklumlah, org puasa agaknya. the tekak always so gatal. i want pizzas, sotong balls etc.. even dendeng yg aku tk suka sgt mkn tu pon aku beli. control, control.. maybe ltr i can get some sotong balls. or kebab. wow! *lapar* dont shop when ure hungry ok kawan2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the last iftar with friends.. and im gonna break-fast with my bie-s.. yay! girls day out! and abg cant follow.. *bluekz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh im thinkin of food lah suddenly.. hahah. all those talks about sotong balls &amp; kebabs &amp; dendengs are making me hungry.. uwekkk!! but its ok.. perseverance is key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah more updates ltr lah. wanna go listen to raya songs now. hehehe. love all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: "someone" took a nap and drooled. hahaha. guess who? hint: K*a*R*L *n*a*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-7569817096176409218?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/7569817096176409218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=7569817096176409218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7569817096176409218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7569817096176409218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/09/ehh-awaaaakkkk.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-7015618165694170114</id><published>2009-09-06T15:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T16:15:08.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheesh. i lost my mood completely when the iftar &amp; sheesha session at arab street with my girls was cancelled cos bestie's daughter &amp; helper is down with fever. boohoo. but then after much coaxing her husband, she is now allowed to go out but she's got to be back by 10pm. better than nothing lor! we're planning on a no-fancy, fast food break-fast... at the reliable, old dam. hahah! funny as hell.. dam siak dlm byk2 tempat. but anything to get me out of this house. so damn bored. intending to make kuih tonight for abg's family.. lets see okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing my baby so much. yesterday's parting at the airport was painful; i had to quickly go to the toilet cos i cant stand looking at him going away from me. i dowan to cry alone! heehee. and abg kept making that sad face, he kept staring at me.. i felt sad. it would do so much help to me if u hadnt made that face u mongki u!! the pipe burst at long last after so much restraining. hahah. everyone noes im a crybaby. welllll.. tat just goes to show how gentle my soul is so complaining im not. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so cant wait for tomorrow to come.. i wanna see him smile &amp; laugh again. i want to feel him jotos-ing my head again. QUICK MONDAY!! cant believe im actually wishing monday would come soon.. eheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qk310y_oOxE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qk310y_oOxE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept listening to this song. like kena with my situasi like dat. kekeke. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-7015618165694170114?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/7015618165694170114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=7015618165694170114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7015618165694170114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7015618165694170114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheesh.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8639899974890673145</id><published>2009-09-05T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T00:19:13.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in just a few hours, the fiance will be leaving for manila.. leaving me fiance-less for 3 solid days.. he wants me to take it that we only didnt meet on sunday, cos im going to send him to the airport tomorrow morning, and im going to fetch him on monday afternoon.. so half day meet only. but STILL!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if thats not bad enough, im down with fever, flu &amp; cough. i feel so depressed like this. boohoo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna try to make tomorrow's parting a little less dramatic. but i noe myself too well. i noe just how easy it is to make me cry.. vulnerable is me. and that fact makes me more depressed. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need my rest now, but i dont feel like sleeping. i dont want time to pass on quickly and force me to leave my beloved. ok even before sending him im already so dramatic. hahah. okok seriously now.. a good rest is what i need. goodnite now folks. have much better days ahead than mine. *bluekz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to miss you so much baby. and i've packed something for you to bring to manila just in case u miss me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8639899974890673145?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8639899974890673145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8639899974890673145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8639899974890673145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8639899974890673145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-just-few-hours-fiance-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-3107704046170399459</id><published>2009-09-01T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:23:29.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trying to sleep.. passing time abit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple of bad news today. firstly, my dear online buddy just broke up with her bf of 2 yrs plus. its such a sad fact cos they're both so perfect together. i just hope they'll get back together. :(&lt;br /&gt;secondly, a makcik just passed away at the clinic earlier today. she complained of breathlessness &amp; chest pains and within a few minutes, the ECG showed a straight line. resuscitation was carried out but failed. makcik came alone to the clinic, and when the situation came about, our clinic tried to contact her next of kin but to no avail. my boss even went to her place but no one was there. its super super sad lah! just imagine her family waiting for her to break fast together.. isnt it sad? :(&lt;br /&gt;these ppl have nothing to do with me. yet i sorta feel their pain. ok i dun exactly feel their pain and loss but i do feel a bit upset. enough to make me tear.. :(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;we've purchased our baju raya already!! yay! a deep shade of purple &amp; black for us this year. and no nad, i didnt get from RH cos i dont really fancy their designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and might i add, abg was the one who bought it for me! YAY! kekeke. thank you love.. thanks for getting me the baju, but forgetting my sotong balls. grrrr. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.. during baju collection, we're sure to get the balls. make sure ahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok im feeling sleepy already. nitez all.. =)&lt;br /&gt;love you bucuk! good night.. *muacks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-3107704046170399459?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/3107704046170399459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=3107704046170399459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3107704046170399459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3107704046170399459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/09/trying-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-4896998669407013725</id><published>2009-08-14T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T15:03:07.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need more than 24 hours a day! havent had much time for anything else after deducting work hours from 7:30am to 4:15pm.. and then the d&amp;d rehearsals after that till about 8pm.. and its back home to bathe &amp; change, then meet my darling till about 10 plus - 11plus.. and its sleep time till 630am. hmm.. i feel like im missing quality time with my friends &amp; family. all those appointment cancellings with them... i need more time!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for the d&amp;d to come and go.. tomorrow!! hehe.. its a bundle of emotions.. excited, cos we're gonna perform.. nervous, cos we're gonna perform in front of the director of MOH, our polyclinic director and staffs/family of 8 other polyclinics, aside from ours. one word: DIE. confirm one. tonight's our full dress rehearsal! lets nail it, yishun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i just got into a small argument with this patient. he kept repeating his words the same thing over and over again as if im a fool. and in retaliation, i slowed my sentence as if im speaking to a retard. both tanak kalah, and both fools lah senang ckp. hahah. its a lose-lose situation but who cares, hey i argued! like finally. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch wowp now. love ya! and baby, ure so smelly. why ah so smelly like bau lipas liddat? hmph. i miss you though. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-4896998669407013725?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/4896998669407013725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=4896998669407013725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4896998669407013725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4896998669407013725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-need-more-than-24-hours-day-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8349377537402430249</id><published>2009-08-07T12:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:22:18.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling so nervous now. in just a matter of hours, its gonna be the solemnization. but not mine lah kan. its kak lyn's. wow. if im already so jittery like this, i wonder how she is feeling now. and i wonder how im gonna react later when its my turn. whew. tu nanti2 lah. dont wanna think about it now. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to be a bridesmaid at the dinner reception tomorrow night. gonna wear a pretty princessy white dress which was bought on bride's request, but not on bride's budget. hmph. nasib baik my baby belikan. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of 'baby belikan', yesterday abg bought me a new hp! an E63 lahh.. so touching. bcos he was notty the night before. so notty that i cried and cried and cried.. heehee. but all's good now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i didnt accept the phone cos i really dont wanna go thru the troubles of establishing another bond with another phone. hahah. im weird like that. but i love my viewty very much.. 2 years with me. a present from abg on our anniversary. not easy to part with. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now.. he's the one using it cos his iphone is also problematic. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally done with new moon. whew. been trying to read it since forever but never got the time. so i finished it in a matter of 5 days. hmphhh. not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna continue but its really my lunch time now. gotta get going now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you babe. see you in awhile oteh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8349377537402430249?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8349377537402430249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8349377537402430249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8349377537402430249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8349377537402430249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/08/feeling-so-nervous-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-5818813739984456501</id><published>2009-08-01T08:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:18:36.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am at work now.. so tired and sleepy.. these days im easily exhausted eventhough i slept early. and today i felt some phlegm in my throat &amp; my body aches. wow.. symptoms ah. hahaha. esp cos these days i was stationed at the fever tentage.. im more exposed to illness eventhough im all covered up from head to toe. plus its SO hot here! read: covered up from head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i got into a very funny situation. it wasnt as funny wen i first thought abt it but *shrugs* it is now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pants tore laaaa!!! wahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my colleague was asking me, "eh babe.. u got something on ur pants i think. or issit torn??"&lt;br /&gt;so i felt behind my back and voila! it IS torn! i can feel my panties ahh. wahlau eyy.. luckily i got my blazer with me so i tied it around my waist to cover the 'hole'. and luckily enough, abg was about to reach my place to send kudin when i called and got him to take my other pants at my place. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to forgo the d&amp;d practice cos obviously i couldnt right?! and my boss was laughing away like a hyena. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few minutes, abg came to send me the pants &amp; i changed. all thanks to mama, she actually gave to abg this very orbit faded jeans ahhh. yg dah bertahun lamanya. nasib baik can still fit. and nasib baik can match my top. whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then its off to abg's plc. he was contemplating on going to work or not cos he just did bekam &amp; massage and felt weak. speaking of bekam, major eewwww. i'll post up the picture soon. uber gross ah. yucks................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent nenek &amp; nadiah the spammer to cik su's place and then abg decided to just go to work. gatal sungguh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched gubra. omg i just love yasmin's movies. they carry different meanings and lets us viewers see things from different perspectives. i felt really 'alive' when i see any of her movies like mukhsin, gubra &amp; sepet. the best ever after p ramlee's work. too bad she has to leave that early.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. have yet to see muallaf. will go check it out soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're planning to go to our marriage guidance course soon. gonna take the 1 day course simply cos neither of us can make it for the 2 days one. have to pay a little extra lerr but tats ok i guess. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a saturday yet the clinic doesnt look too packed. hope for it to stay this way. and the area around my mouth, where its covered by the N95 mask, is beginning to sweat. and i can sense a flu coming. omg. i've never had flu after i took the flu jab but i think in a few days i'll be getting it. boohoo. bad, very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im feeling extra agitated cos not only am i not feeling well, the fan behind me is blasting hot air instead. GRRRR. bye now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PANAS LAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-5818813739984456501?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/5818813739984456501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=5818813739984456501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5818813739984456501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5818813739984456501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-morning-sunshine-am-at-work-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-5139545815300093585</id><published>2009-07-28T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T02:44:52.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as of now, we're officially 3 years &amp; 4 months in love.. and throughout these 3 years &amp; 4 months, i've never once stopped thanking God for giving me this opportunity to love and be loved by someone as sweet &amp; loving as you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the first on my mind when i wake up, and my remaining thoughts for the day ends with you as i shut my eyes and dream beautiful dreams of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the reason why i'm emotionally ready for a marriage. i can already picture our little happy family; our babies will have your sharp facial features and my sense of humour, making them the most adorable, loving little persons. we will still hold hands when we're all wrinkled &amp; old. we will still share those silly little jokes. most importantly, we will always be in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats right.. i wanna grow old with you. i cannot imagine life without you, and losing you is really something i fear the most. but i'm going to pray that we will still have each other in the time to come, and that we will always have this space in our hearts to continue loving each other for the rest of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy anniversary baby. you brighten up my life by just being yourself. you know just how to make me happy. you make me the most luckiest person ever. i really love you baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 months &amp; 15 days to a whole new life together. i can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-5139545815300093585?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/5139545815300093585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=5139545815300093585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5139545815300093585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5139545815300093585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-of-now-were-officially-3-years-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-1265917795565652824</id><published>2009-07-19T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:27:34.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee!! going to town today to catch ice age 3.. finally a proper date for the both of us. so looking forward to it lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 6mths &amp; 1 day engagement monthyversary lah. *muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-1265917795565652824?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/1265917795565652824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=1265917795565652824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1265917795565652824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1265917795565652824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/07/wee-going-to-town-today-to-catch-ice.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8148468117077527650</id><published>2009-07-19T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:27:14.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good AM everyone! (who bothers to read this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the mood to blog, again. power or what. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really dunno what to do to burn off my saturday nite. no, dont even talk about going out or anything like that cos firstly, we're both mad broke. secondly, we're both very tired from work. so after work, abg came down to my place to fix my lappie. actually we're using alba's lappie for the time being cos my first lappie's screen was spoilt, and my second's charger exploded 3 times (no less), and the battery's gone so without the charger, the laptop is nothing. and alba's lappie couldnt connect to the internet over at my place. whew. why must these technical screwups happen to me all the time? i think i've changed more than 5 computers throughout my life. ayah said im the kasi-rosak-expert. yea right. like im the only one who uses the computer. hmph. dia yg selalu godeh2 sampai pagi. grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we went over to bik lin's place to install her printer. on the way there, the car suddenly stopped. takot seyy! luckily at that time the traffic light was on red, and the car managed to move exactly when the light changed to green. whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a VERY long chat with bik lin. she told me about her wedding and all those preparations and stuff. she's so funny lah! and she also gave me all sorts of great ideas &amp; advices. best!! feeling more jittery as each day goes by. everyone ard us keep talking about our wedding. dont make me anymore nervous can?? *brrrr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is a day that im looking forward to. wanna spend more time with my baby. we've both been so busy with work that we dont have much quality time with each other. so tomorrow im going to make sure we do something together. makan ice cream ker, jalan2 ker. anything! from morning till night pon tkper, cos im not working on monday. wee! on leave again! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyooo can gimme ideas anot on what to do now? i dowan to sleep yet lah.. so boring. and i dunno wat to watch too. boohoo. k k maybe i can just watch citer p ramlee. it always helps. and everytime i turn on p ramlee, my dad &amp; brother will come out of their rooms to watch with me. yippee! okok i'll go do that. nite2 now folks! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to nadiah.. suker kan suker kan! expect more longer entries next round. wee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8148468117077527650?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8148468117077527650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8148468117077527650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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long.. heheh. forgive ahh please.. busy seyy.. *bluek*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunching at 1pm later but it wont be a makan2 lunch. it will be a joget2 lunch. cos im involved in the company's d&amp;d this august. uweekkk!! was practically forced into participating, simply bcos they (my bosses) think that im the most outgoing one, and they just popped my name into the list. jahat seyy. sungguh tanpa kerelaan ku. i shud mind what i do &amp; say at work from now on. if im too happy go lucky, they might think that im forever going to be enthusiastic about these things. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great news: bestie gave birth to the sweetest angel!!&lt;br /&gt;Rayna Balqis, which simply means "pure &amp; clean princess". i think she's indeed one. omg i love her so much! and now i miss her like what already! this is sooooo crazy! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so excited the moment i woke up and saw bestie's sms at 6:24am, informing me of the arrival of her newborn. sooo excited! bestie told me to take leave on thursday, 16th july cos she thought the baby's going to pop out on 15th july late night. instead it came out one day earlier. woohoo!! all the better uh! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after work i hurried down to mount alvernia with nizah, siti &amp; alman. yippee! i got to kiss rayna's very tiny cheeks. kekeke. i love her seyy.. i want one of my own can? heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg came down abit after tat and then we went to my place to watch dvd but instead he fell asleep. ehem. kurang asam ini org. mana2 oso can fall asleep one. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, i woke up early though i was on leave. really have to consult the doctor regarding the lump on my right ribcage. abg freaked out after i told him the result of what i googled: adult primary liver cancer. kinda freaked out myself. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doctor advised me to watch &amp; wait for any changes in colour or texture of the lump. she added that follicles of the skin may sometimes harden under our skin and that its benign. benign or not, i sure dont like it popping out at me like that. i've even took up a new habit of absentmindedly gentel-ing the lump whenever im about to sleep. this habit was witnessed by bestie while i was lying down on the hospital bed with her yesterday. wahahaha. malu tak terhingga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaanyway.. im going to watch it for about a week. if nothing happens to it then fine.. but im still going to remove it no matter what. it doesnt look cute enough to have a place on my ribcage. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from lunch. hahah. its 2:07pm can u believe it?? tis entry took me hours seyy. bluekz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the doctor's visit, i went over to mt alvernia again to see my little newborn darling.. wanted to buy mcdonalds bfast for mas &amp; myself but there was no mcdees over at novena's velocity. kelakar giler kan?!! i thought everywhere ader mcdees. grrrr.. so in the end i just made a simple fone call. wee! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate alot over at the hospital. the big breakfast meal, then boy bought for us nasi sambal goreng.. and then mas's sister came with asam pedas ikan pari &amp; udang sambal. fuyoo.. by then my stomach was bloated maximum already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to fetch my darling.. my batt flat halfway and i sat at the bus stop outside his place mcm budak selenger. trying to turn on my telepathy and tell him im outside. heehee. and yup.. about 19386241736123minutes later, he came &amp; saved me! yippee! so happy to see him that i hugged him tight! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sgh next to visit uteh. his kidney failed and now he's on dialysis. so sad to see him in such a condition. hope he gets well soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time: 2:53pm. been doing this for so long. i wanna stop now ok. will update more when i have the time, and mood. wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come quick ah payday! dry liao! !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i miss my busuk ah. i miss his "want anot want anot??" and "i cry eh.. i cry eh". chettz. mcm baby. mcm jer.. bluekz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-6829023508081487448?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/6829023508081487448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=6829023508081487448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6829023508081487448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6829023508081487448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/07/heez.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8304408817852638783</id><published>2009-07-05T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:46:03.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow blogger got problem ah abt an hour ago. bongok tol.. i so semangat wanna update then got problem connecting. hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tummy got gas uh. kept potting since just now. *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to adan's wedding earlier today. we went to marsiling, the bride's place and im so awed by the pelamin lah! even abg thinks its pretty.. and i think i noe whose work that was, cos i came across a pelamin which looks something like that.. sooooo beautiful! but the price's a little steep uh. furthermore, she extended the pelamin outside the area, in a tentage &amp; platform. whoa! confirm expensive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg cannot take that one though cos ltr his will be much more expensive &amp; grander than mine. kekeke. speaking of which, setting an appointment to meet up with abg's pelamin provider. if i dont get things done, i think we will just sanding with kerusi &amp; langsir. hmph! now getting approval from quality surveyor aka his mum. heehee. hoping to get this over and done with. there's like so many things to settle lah! luckily i did my research early. if not i wud still be scratching head now. ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since we have cash in hand right now, i think im going to sign up for our marriage preparatory course soon. next admission will be on 1st &amp; 2nd aug.. see if we can get leave for those dates. easier this way lah.. just quickly get it done with. so tired of procrastinating things further. it only adds to the headache you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some more things not settled yet:&lt;br /&gt;honeymoon - no ideas as yet. pending till forever. im thinking of signing up chinta's overseas photography honeymoon package. phuket? krabi? bali? how ah busuk? price range $2200-$4400. hmmmm.. honeymoon + photography. best hor!&lt;br /&gt;bedroom set &amp; furniture - when when when?? ikea &amp; courts tampines soon!!&lt;br /&gt;wedding bands - tis one night before the wedding oso can buy. hahaha. no no, must wait for sale. cheapos. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyohh i cant think anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today am supposed to be involved in kak lynn's wedding mtv BUT abg has to work OT nightshift. he's always working.. his only off day is tomorrow.. and then its back to work again. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he's only doing this for our wedding. thank you baby for working so hard to get things done. but pls dont neglect ur little bubu here. kekeke *bluekz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is monday again. how come time flies so fast even when ure doing nothing?? i thought time flies only when we're having fun! hmpphhh i hate sundays. i officially LOATHE sundays! now i dont have anything to do and its sickening!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok running out of things to write. more later when i have the mood. wee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oi.. call me ah u mongki oi!&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8304408817852638783?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8304408817852638783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8304408817852638783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8304408817852638783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8304408817852638783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/07/wow-blogger-got-problem-ah-abt-hour-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-4753450827995858636</id><published>2009-06-23T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:10:35.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sadness.. :(</title><content type='html'>mmhmm.. am feeling verryyy miserable right now. the fiance is away on reservist, and is leaving little to no time at all for communication with me. saddd.. cudnt believe i cried just now after talking to him. i didnt know i missed him this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always thought of what its going to be like if ever he have to leave me for awhile. i shant think of it anymore. its saddening.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with nothing else to do, yesterday after work i plopped myself on the bed and went to sleep at 6pm right up till 11 plus pm, when i woke up and then fall back asleep at 3am. sad sad life. tonight, im not exactly sure what time i'll be asleep cos tomorrow im on day off. but still, i have to accompany mama to my workplace cos she nids to consult the doctor after failing to perform her operation which was supposedly today due to the sudden rise of blood pressure. tsk. so day off or not, i still have to go back to work. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and plus, tomorrow's my brother's leg operation at ttsh. so all the way, im just gonna attend to sick people. bluekz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im too miserable to type more. waiting for him to call. haiz.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu missing u so much ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-4753450827995858636?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/4753450827995858636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-3051942399448032919</id><published>2009-06-11T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T15:24:46.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>org tgh mc kan.. byk betol free time you noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on msn with fiza. she told me about some kittens she found at her workplace. and that she's looking for ppl to look after them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SjCvdYcQoFI/AAAAAAAAAII/51MPThC4Lt4/s1600-h/DSC00686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SjCvdYcQoFI/AAAAAAAAAII/51MPThC4Lt4/s320/DSC00686.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345965677000826962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SjCvdN3T9xI/AAAAAAAAAIA/KF8Fp5MQQhg/s1600-h/DSC00678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SjCvdN3T9xI/AAAAAAAAAIA/KF8Fp5MQQhg/s320/DSC00678.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345965674161501970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SjCvc46L-aI/AAAAAAAAAH4/MO4TtykNsS4/s1600-h/DSC00677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SjCvc46L-aI/AAAAAAAAAH4/MO4TtykNsS4/s320/DSC00677.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345965668536416674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER HIGHLY GORGEOUS LITTLE ONES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are actually 5 of them of the same breed: the white ones. the little blackie there is just a "friend", according to fiza. she also said, and i quote, "they are highly sociable &amp; lovable". hahah. tiba2 kwn aku jadi promoter kucing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so friends.. if u know anyone who are willing to take good care of these adorable kittens, do let me know. they are such a joy to look at, so why let them roam the streets kan. kesian pulak. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me know!! build a better future for these kittens. whose mummy is nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khainorulha Anfiwarza - feeling... feeling... i dunno. says:&lt;br /&gt;ehh dier byk2 kitten buat aper ah.. mak dier maner?&lt;br /&gt;Born to Rape says:&lt;br /&gt;suke buat muke kesian&lt;br /&gt;Khainorulha Anfiwarza - feeling... feeling... i dunno. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;Born to Rape says:&lt;br /&gt;mak die dah gi australia&lt;br /&gt;Born to Rape says:&lt;br /&gt;kau ni aper soalan ni tanyer&lt;br /&gt;Khainorulha Anfiwarza - feeling... feeling... i dunno. says:&lt;br /&gt;siol.. sempat naik flight&lt;br /&gt;Born to Rape says:&lt;br /&gt;mane lah aku tau mak die gi mane&lt;br /&gt;Born to Rape says:&lt;br /&gt;isk&lt;br /&gt;Khainorulha Anfiwarza - feeling... feeling... i dunno. says:&lt;br /&gt;AHAAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Born to Rape says:&lt;br /&gt;kalau aku tahu aku tak berani siol pegang&lt;br /&gt;Born to Rape says:&lt;br /&gt;ader nanti moto aku tayar bocoh&lt;br /&gt;Born to Rape says:&lt;br /&gt;mak die cekau &lt;br /&gt;Khainorulha Anfiwarza - feeling... feeling... i dunno. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha tklah.. limit2 mak dier berakkan seat kau..&lt;br /&gt;Born to Rape says:&lt;br /&gt;siak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kurangajar kan tu pompan. aku tanyer sikit, dier jawab byk. hahaha. okok once again folks, let me know and we'll give them to you for free! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, off the track sket.. we had our first breakfast date after so long! went straight to long john silvers where we had the titan breakfast set plus chicken sausage toast set. sedaaappp.. but abg said its mahal. bluek ah you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and abg deliberately made me nod at some things that i disapproved of. you mind-gamer you. hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok gotta go. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love all. even kittens. esp blue eyed ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-3051942399448032919?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/3051942399448032919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=3051942399448032919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3051942399448032919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3051942399448032919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/06/org-tgh-mc-kan.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SjCvdYcQoFI/AAAAAAAAAII/51MPThC4Lt4/s72-c/DSC00686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-2685654961895710481</id><published>2009-06-09T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:31:39.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on 2 days MC.. bcos i have conjunctivitis. tat is sore eyes in plain english. boohoo. no contact lenses, no eye makeup. my eye is going to look forever sepet. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a little red 2-3 days back. surprisingly, it didnt itch or sting too much. it just went a few darker shades of red. thought i'd push it aside but my colleagues &amp; manager kept pushing me to see the doctor. even my senior, who caught me at lunch in the pantry today, start to membebel like nenek tua,"dik! see the doctor leh pleeees". hahah. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lek ah. dah jumpa per. dah dpt mc pon. wee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really that thrilled lah of course. not with my eye looking like this. not when i have to leave my crazy mates at the referral counter which im attached to for the entire month. they actually make me feel sad at the idea of having to be away from work for 2 days straight. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok enough of my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was bugged into joining the giler peepz at simpang bedok's cash studio last night. and we had the time of our lives just winding down and releasing the monday tension. heehee. buat concert sendiri, you! best sekali! pussycat dolls' dont cha, elite's trauma, dangdut, C.I.N.T.A lah.. boleh jadi giler oso like them. heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after that we had dinner at simpang bedok with azi &amp; rina. spize is soooo expensive but the food was not bad. i onli ate half the plate of maggi goreng pattaya cos it was midnight already and i dont wish to sleep with a full tummy, so kinda wasted oso lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH! how can i forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD THE BEST DATE EVER WITH MY BELOVED ON SUNDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for ur time my darling.. although we were like no arah tujuan liddat at town, but still i had a ball of a time. he never fails to make me laugh. on that night, he kept pestering me and making me do things for him. alah.. pretend to be baby liddat lorr. ngada2 oni right. but i love it. i love giving attention to him. i love it when he seeks attention from me. i just love him lah, senang ckp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shared fried mars balls and green apple juice. heehee. romantic kaaannn. i like! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg's working the entire week this week thus we wont be able to go out this weekend. more sad uh i tell you. but nehmind. im gonna be a good girl and sacrifice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you sayang. with all my heart &amp; soul. you're the reason to my smiles and my laughters. and i want u to continue doing what you do best for the rest of my life: being yourself. *muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 11:30pm now thus the jiwang mode. sowie mowie strawberry folks! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing my baby&lt;br /&gt;bubu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-2685654961895710481?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/2685654961895710481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=2685654961895710481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2685654961895710481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2685654961895710481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-2-days-mc.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-6198000601248152498</id><published>2009-06-06T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:10:02.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my baby blogged uh! so anjat! heehee. eleh.. mentel. dah blog terus msg org. bangga ah tu. kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes darling.. we're going to get married in 1 year's time. ONE YEAR = 12 months = 365 days. prepared not?? NOT! u better quickly get the preps over &amp; done with. ask me to survey2 for u. i gave u suggestions already, still dowan to get on with the bookings. nk kene ciom eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. hahah. my bakal bapak mertua got married yesterday. heyyy.. not everybody can say that too you noe. (i tompang glamour oni k baby... =X )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, tis abang. sikit2 wanna get angry. and it wasn't adah nor nad's faults bcos ur toopid map didn't even show furama riverfront! it just showed furama hotel, how the hell are those two to noe that there are actually two furamas in that area?? blueks. go change to an updated map please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came around to furama city center.. i told abang it is not the one. i know there are two furamas cos i used to work at a travel agency doing local hotel allocations. but tis abang, dowan to listen to me. him, in his angry tone said to me,"masuk jerlah furama ni. dier dah tulis hotel lobby tu. mana lagi seyy". wahh action you know. then i buat bodoh oni lah. he got nad to call baba and yes, i was right. furama city centre is not the one. hmph! sometimes u gotta listen to me too baby. i know im selenger at times but its not everytime you know. BLUEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another round of confusion followed. we were told that the hotel is near grand copthorne waterfront. but this abang, he saw copthorne hotel (NOT grand copthorne) and turned right into... RIVERVIEW hotel. luckily i saw lah okay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell u.. they should really be more creative in naming their hotels. grand copthorne/copthorne hotel = confusing. furama riverfront/furama city centre = confusing. furama riverfront/riverview hotel = confusing. SANGAT SANGAT CONFUSING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last we saw the right hotel. like finally! whew. bapak mertuaku kawin tau. heehee. it just sounded so cute i had to repeat it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a very hearty dinner, i suffered gastric pain and was unable to move around so much. bad bad tummy! and abg's aunt who was sitting with me kept pushing me to eat the last dish which was sweet &amp; sour fish if im not wrong. NOOOO! i managed to gulp down the chendol though. wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must really remind myself that given my condition, i am not allowed to eat too much or eat too less. all these spending strictly $2 per day is damaging my tummy even more. :/ solution: got mama to cook for me every single working day. and she smiled at my idea. wah best eh ibunda ku. org susahkan dia pon dia senyum. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup.. after that abg sent me home whilst cik nad kita merayap with cik taufiq. heehee. and then moi cik abg went to movida eh eh eh. hmph! part pegi clubbing jer, wahhh tk ingat sakit. wen he came home from st james, he msged me,"i feel feverish..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cantik muka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today at work, i signed up for a savings account with posb. im really not disciplined in handling money, so i have to do this. as long as i have cash in hand, im just going to spend it all on unnecessary stuff. the fiance said i have been spending too much on makeup. heyy.. its a necessity what. bluek ah you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really.. not kidding. i need a compulsory deduction like this to safe-keep my money from my itchy-asek-nk-spend fingers. if not how to kawin dah deyy. boohoo. dahlah july tkder bonus!! seriously no motivation at all seyy. even the doctor at my place said,"no bonus right.. we all do slow2 lah". hahaha. rebel la konon. but, being the fastest polyclinic (ho yes.. ranking at number 1 now), i know that that is not even possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope posb will quickly process my request and deduct the money away on my upcoming paydays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of late, 2 friends have came up to me getting my opinion on stuffs. ok to be more specific, wedding stuffs. hahah. i feel like the goddess of weddings. just bcos i've completed my tasks, they came scrambling to me hoping that i could pitch in a few ideas or two and calculate the expenses too. so now 3 people are on my list, wanting me to help them out. wahh. maybe i should charge eh. can open up wedding planner business. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok im droning on for so long. i wanna watch night at the museum 2.. again. omg its really a great show you just gotta keep watching man. heehee. nyte2 all. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love you mongki. asek fever konon. kalau merayap tk fever eh. grrr.. *muacks* see you tomorrow. you owe me a date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayaaaaaang abang. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-6198000601248152498?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/6198000601248152498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=6198000601248152498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6198000601248152498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6198000601248152498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-baby-blogged-uh-so-anjat-heehee.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-7489707044448278650</id><published>2009-06-06T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:06:00.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abg's post in MONTHS!!</title><content type='html'>GOSH! its been wat? countless days, umpteen months since i last blogged. i miss u bloggy!  =p    i miss u more la bubuku busyuk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in approximately 1 yr time, we will be getting married syg.. i love u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, so wat have WE been up to this past week.. lemme see.. its sat nite today, im at work! still with a slight feverish fever feeling.. =( before work, went over to bubu's to watch some exorcisms on youtube.. bubu ordered mac for me.. =p  *beems* bubu had mcspicy meal while i had fillet meal + some of bubu's mcspicy.. kept the nuggets for ayah.. cian dier, he sleeping then we finished all the food  =x  other than tat, i had been sleeping at home coz i was out yest nite.. movida.. booring.. da sememangnye aku telah ditukar ke saturday shift, dan mereka mereka tahu agaknye.. tu sebablah malam jumaat takkan sama lagi seperti dulu di movida..  =xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday bubu, nad, adah and me went to furama RIVERFRONT! read R I V E R F R O N T! not furama city center k.. haha   tupid la this place.. so the confusing.. had me in the bad mood only..  well, u see, si nad and adah, so the semangatly showed furama cite center on the map, and i, so the trustfully drove all the way there without checking if its the correct place.. so upon reaching, si budak bubu yg asyik sibuk make up from yishun to town! suddenly say out loud, "eh! its riverfront la.. theres two places tau.. city centre is not the place... its RIVERFRONT"  wah wah wah.. made me u turn city center not once, not twice, but thrice! ok nvm.. enuf membebeling..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once we reached the place.. took us a few more mins to turn round and round the carpark till we get to the 3rd floor.. or was it 4th? forget it!  from the carpark, had to go down all the way to level 1, walk to the main lobby, then up again to level 5..  sheesh.. get wat i mean peeps? if u dun, go jump of a cliff or sumthing..&lt;br /&gt;so wat did we go th4re for? well, it was for mohd noor's and jasmin's wedding.. i got a new stepmum.. my dad got married yesterday.. BAPAKKU KAHWIN LAGI..  not every1 can say that u know..  =xxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. my feverish feeling is like soo the mentel.. keep coming and going without fail.. ive been on mc since wat, actually tuesday.. all the way till friday.. dats 4 days of mc.. good la, so i can cancel yesterday's leave that i took n replace it wit the mc..  started off with tuesday i woke up with a SORE throat.. went to the doc.. 2 days mc as i also had FEVER, FLU, COUGH..  so wednesday woke up with a slightly better throat.. and on thursday, woke up with COUGH! bAD baD cough that would make me gag! so much so that i'd have tears in my eyes.. ala, now no mood to write liao.. bluekx!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-7489707044448278650?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/7489707044448278650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=7489707044448278650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7489707044448278650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7489707044448278650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/06/abgs-post-in-months.html' title='Abg&apos;s post in MONTHS!!'/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-5808475361504435588</id><published>2009-05-25T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:17:13.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*ERPZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this patient who came with her mum to the clinic earlier today. they are actually tourists from india. she came with no identification whatsoever; passports, foreign ic - nada. so i have to assign them with a temporary id for the time being. i list down some data that i will need from them, and got them to fill it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basic questions like name, address in singapore, birth date etc.&lt;br /&gt;and this was what was written at the marital status column: slow by birth in all fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!! sumpah takder kena mengena lah eh! i stifled a chuckle and queried,"she's single right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note altogether...&lt;br /&gt;the pcd concert is drawing near, and im really contemplating on whether i should go. see, my fren gave me a free ticket to the concert. still i dont feel like going. frens around me are hyping about it all the time. but hmmm.. let me think about it first. like malas gitu loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have alot of things that i need to get.&lt;br /&gt;- foundation (running out of it, and fast!)&lt;br /&gt;- eyeshadow base (ini since forever seyy tk dpt2 - damn sephora!)&lt;br /&gt;- more makeup brushes (building a collection, abg will never understand)&lt;br /&gt;- more unnecessary makeup. hahaha. mintak kena sepak.&lt;br /&gt;- skincare - toner, moisturiser, facial spray, face primer.. among the things that are ALSO running out.&lt;br /&gt;- movies! when was the last time we caught a movie? damn.. normally it will be once a week. nowadays seems so hard. boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;- the beach. when was the last time we had a picnic?&lt;br /&gt;- moontanning. i love it when we do that. just sitting around, talking, joking, catching up.. (walaupon hari2 jumpa)&lt;br /&gt;- wedding planning for abang! headache, headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly slowly paddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go do my test now. more later yaw.&lt;br /&gt;and darling, im glad u enjoyed my cooking earlier. heehee. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUACKS! love you busuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-5808475361504435588?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/5808475361504435588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=5808475361504435588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5808475361504435588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5808475361504435588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/05/erpz-there-was-this-patient-who-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-1170930170628962485</id><published>2009-05-13T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:51:10.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am sorta in a facebook rut these days. at work, facebook. at home, facebook. i commented, i 'like'd, i took crazy tests and im enjoying it. hahah! this newly profound love for facebook wasnt at all expected. the first time i tried facebook, i gave up almost immediately cos i found that it was quite hard to tweak. after awhile, after much successful coaxing from my friends who are on facebook, i managed to relive the profile and began uploading pictures and whatnots. and then i grew tired of it again. now here i am.. stuck again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i not be stuck? i met my former colleagues, former classmates and longlost friends in there! even the doctors in my workplace have their own facebook accounts! so funny to be browsing through my manager's account &amp; looking through her personal pictures though. it almost feels like invasion of privacy even though she was the one who added me. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days im always doing those silly 'how well do you know me?' questions and at the end of the test you'll know how many questions u got right, which determines just by how much you know about your friend. hahah. its not exactly determining it you know, its just for fun. at the same time, learning more about ur friend. and so far, i got 12 friends who did my questionnaire. abg &amp; alba got the highest at 87%. both got one question wrong. and abg still have the cheeks to tell me that i cheated. ehhh.. dier yg dah salah tu. hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i scored 20% on my cuzzie and she's out to get me. hahah. omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a totally different note.. been feeling listless these few days. abg and i have also been arguing over the smallest things but it wont last for more than an hour. luckily we're both able to think straight &amp; not fuss over insignificant matters. i love you busuk. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just made up with mas today. apparently, she's been feeling left out and neglected by me but she wouldnt tell me directly, as always. i was busy yesterday at the pharmacy but was signed in to msn. she thought i didnt want to talk to her! can you believe it?? hahah. kecian kwn aku sekor tu. i sensed something wrong so i asked her if she's ok and she said she's a bit hurt by my ignorance. alalala.. but all's well now. heehee. mas &amp; i couldnt be angry or hurt by each other for long. sooner or later, we'll still find our way back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad to have a special someone and some special friends by my side. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i crave for a holiday. like real bad. and im waiting to see if nxt month i can slide in some leaves and go on a holiday. i really want a beach holiday, not a shopping one. for one, im not a shopaholic. two, i dont like to browse. if i have to buy something, i'd prefer to get it online. i dont like hassles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh back to the topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need a beach getaway. hopefully next month i will be able to squeeze in some time. i wanna try phuket or bali. but with all the swine flu thingy going on, i'd rather not. thailand has 2 confirmed cases of H1N1 u noe. ader jer balek kena quarantine. aiyoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully by tomorrow next month's schedule will be out. cant wait to plan. no wait, cant wait to execute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argghh sentosa pon jadi lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling go &amp; check it out again ok. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: nk holiday la, nk itu la, nk ini la. duit kawin aper mcm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: BuBu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-1170930170628962485?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/1170930170628962485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=1170930170628962485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1170930170628962485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1170930170628962485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/05/am-sorta-in-facebook-rut-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8744171370370751832</id><published>2009-05-03T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:35:01.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super merepek!! come tomorrow, all of us need not wear our uniforms to work. well, at least, full-u lah. we need to wear white tee and our uniform skirt/pants cos starting tomorrow, we're going to have to wear the full gear! as in cover from top to toe, with the mask and the gloves and the gown mcm org nk pegi bulan you know!! ARGGHHH!! mental torture. fashion crime. bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg said,"alah.. for safety aper. pakai ajerlah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senang nyer kalau berbual.. kita yg pakai ni, merana.. HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday intended to get my white t-shirt (im still a sucker for blacks...) but ended up going to newton with my darling to mamam.. costs about $20 each person. suker??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nehmind lah.. my darling ni suker sgt makan seafood. dunno when he picked up the interest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus wanna rant.. more later! nak makan breakfast (looks at time)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8744171370370751832?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8744171370370751832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8744171370370751832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8744171370370751832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8744171370370751832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/05/super-merepek-come-tomorrow-all-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8505651328745279322</id><published>2009-04-27T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:05:08.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got a headache again today after wearing the mask. yupyup! all bcos of that swine/pig/porky/abang flu outbreak in mexico. and i wasnt the only one who had a headache; my other colleagues complained of it too. it must be due to bad air circulation from within the mask or heat from the nostrils or whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work i met up with abang and he too complained of headache and insists i passed it to him. aper seyy! headache can jangkit one meh? belum kena jotos dgn bubu lagi, tats why kepala pening. bluekz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner of teriyaki chicken with fries for me and teriyaki chicken with rice for him. qoo for me and qoo for him. i dunno why he always wanna sebok2 order what i ordered. mentel sgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to him about the frequency of my headaches these days. oh yea, might i add. i had a headache before the chalet too. ok so i was telling abg what i saw on the net, which was to create a headache journal to keep track of the occurrence and possible triggers. and abg suggested that i use this blog as a journal. hmmph. nak update abit abt our lives pon susah, aper lagi nk update whenever i have a headache. sooo not going to happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaanyway, was back at work today and i saw that i was given 2 days of leave for tomorrow and wednesday. wahh.. i might've requested for this date during last year's leave forecast. so best lah! still have about 17.5 days leave for this year. dunno what to do with it. i cant foresee us going on a holiday anytime soon due to the budget restrictions.. so maybe can encash it and save it for next year's honeymoon lah. wee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mentel*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone nk ajak kluar anot? i very free u noe. plus, got labour day some more. best best best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my piggy. i hope he doesnt spread anymore of his killer virus. think im gonna watch movie on the net. am gonna fully utilize my leave.. eh wait, antm's on now. watch watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you syg! *muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8505651328745279322?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8505651328745279322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8505651328745279322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8505651328745279322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8505651328745279322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-got-headache-again-today-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-7488181121743266389</id><published>2009-04-26T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:13:43.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heehaw!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had amazing days.. quality time.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up was our impromptu getaway to sentosa for a night.. abg was complaining to me abt the stress he was having at work and how he needed a break all that. so i booked us a room at sentosa's costa sands.. fully utilizing my 2 days given day off. wee!! its so difficult to get leave over at my workplace, so since it was a back-to-back day off (not leave ahh) i thought it wud do me some good to get out and breathe in some fresh air.. and yahh.. it was so best. i really enjoyed it. abg is very funny, so i had a great time laughing and shrieking like a hyena..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was only the two of us there but it was never boring. heehee. abg only intended to sleep (like a piggy) but i dragged him out to jalan2. he argued that i booked this mini holiday for him, so he got the right to decide where to go and what to do. (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;but still, i managed to bring him out to watch songs of the sea.. was really a spectacular showcase of lights and water and laser beams.. i love! and at the end of it was a mini fireworks display. nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it was off to get coffeebean's pure chocolate with whipped cream (plenty of whipped cream... yum!) and a warmed up brownie (which i totally forgot about until 19283636723846hours later). we sat in our room watching tv.. forgot what show was on but there wasnt anything nice lah since it was a weekday. oh yeah! we watched boston legal.. hahaha. oh and that citer budak2.. abt this very greedy merchant who complained to the king abt this miskin couple who sniffed their food and insisted that the act is punishable becos its considered stealing. what the fish.. mcm nk kena smack kan the merchant? but luckily the king is fair &amp; clever.. heehee. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since im a scaredy-cat, abg agreed to accompany me to the toilet at night. heehee. true enough, during our sleep i was awaken by nature to answer its call, so i woke him up and got him to accompany me. bukan accompany aper, he just simply changed his sleeping position so that he is facing the toilet. and i kept telling him to wake up. hmmph! twice he had to do that. hahah. sayang dia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we planned to swim in the morning before our check out at 1030.. woke up at 730am and decided that its too cold so i set the alarm to go off at about 830. finally i woke up at 9am and woke abg up to swim. after i've changed, si cik abang looked out the window and lo and behold! the pool is closed. bongok kan! bcos the previous night it was very windy and raining, and so some dried leaves and whatnots were left in the pool. haiz.. org dah geared up seyy. hampa.. and abg still can crack a joke. "bubu nak gi wrestling?"&lt;br /&gt;sangatkurangajar.com..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after checkout, its off to vivocity for our brunch.. i can onli afford a fishball noodle cos my tummy having been acting good these days. even bought green apple juice u noe. too much sugar i think. heehee. havent been looking after my diet seyy. the scales are tipping.. rapidly. bluek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so thats enuff of our little getaway. and now the family one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nenek has been complaining that we havent had any chalet or gathering or picnic for some time. very outgoing hor she.. so rajin one do these kind of things. heehee. so abg, being the cucu contoh, organized the chalet for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fun lahh... swimming, eating, playing games, watch tv.. BEST!! i swam in the sea, and transferred swimming to the pool.. and then played games with the cousins.. laughed so hard cos everyone's so funny. and then saboed namirah cos its her bday.. something happened but im not involved, only listened. heehee. bluek! watched seed of chucky.. gosh the story is getting comical. i prefer the first part of chucky.. more seram..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got very irritated cos it was night time yet the weather was so hot and humid and i have trouble sleeping.. was already soooo sleepy. but the best part is, nenek let us sleep together lah, side by side. hehehe. wee!!! and bcos of that, in the morning i scolded abg for not tepuk-ing me to sleep. hehe.. melebih pulak eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after checkout, we extended the party to the beach. apparently didnt soak in enough fun.. heehee. abg and i went to the lounge and surfed 15 mins of the internet for $1 and then we sat on the couch and take in the aircon while listening to a complain. kaypo seyy kita dua.. abg ah ni! heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate nenek's so sedap nasi lemak with sambal udang and omelette.. best sekali! nenek keep stuffing me with food and lotsa food! heehee.. and then abg sent me home and i slept all the way till 530, when abg called me to wake up. hmph! die yg nk gi keje, die nk kejut org pulak. bluek!! so i teman abg go mkn and den back home. so im just lazing and passing the time away. so tired, yet i dowan my day to end early. hmm.. lets just see what else i can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time peepz. muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-7488181121743266389?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/7488181121743266389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=7488181121743266389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7488181121743266389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7488181121743266389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/04/heehaw-i-had-amazing-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-1357548403022303133</id><published>2009-04-22T09:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:58:09.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right after the previous entry, i went to bed and watched abit of television. and guess what, the headache came back. i went to sleep frustrated, hoping that the next day the pain will be gone. and ta-dah!! i woke up today with an even bigger headache, all over the top part of my head. couldnt take it so i drank water and ate my med. after awhile, instead of getting better, my tummy couldnt take it and gushed out my stomach contents, along with the meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now tell me how i can get well like this??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-1357548403022303133?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/1357548403022303133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=1357548403022303133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1357548403022303133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1357548403022303133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/04/right-after-previous-entry-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8595949591753009937</id><published>2009-04-21T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:06:52.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im really pissed off with myself. my head (and whats inside of it), to be exact. im hating all these random migraines which is triggered by god-knows-what. hate the sudden attacks. hate the fact that there is no known effective cure other than paracetamols and pain relievers. hate the fact that im going to live my every day hoping i wouldnt get an attack that day and bam, it came like a million rocks on my head. argghhh!! hating hating hating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best i could do is make a trip down to the neuroscience clinic, but there's alot of factors leading to the procrastination. for one, im not sure how much moolahs i'd have to fork out for that brain scan. for two, im not sure if i can accept the result of the brain scan; im afraid if it might lead to something serious PLUS im afraid if the doc says there's actually nothing wrong cos if thats the case then what the hell is happening UP THERE??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very very frustrated right now. its been so many years and i still dunno how it happened. except during my schooldays, my migraine was quite bad, with all the vomitting, and the mcm nk pecah kepala ache and the blocked vision. yes, i have blocked vision before the splitting headache starts. not exactly blocked as in cant see a thing lah. just that, i will see spots and lines and dunno what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily i dun have that no more. whew. but still.. FRUSTRATING!!! what is happening to me?? migraines, gastric.. so young but so problematic ah my health. UGHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should. start. exercising. more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea yea.. infamous procrastinator. that shall wait. tomorrow. later. next week. next month.. darlingggg!! lets go brisk walking. nope, not jogging. no stamina for tat. but brisk walking, pro already. cos everyday i brisk walked to work and back. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaanyway, i am on off for two days straight!! tomorrow plus thursday. tomorrow's my monthly weekday day-off, and the next day's my teambuilding day off. wee!! happy bangettt! AND, i've planned a little getaway for the both of us. apparently he wasnt too happy with the idea cos it clashes with his sleeping time BUT i wont let it dampen my high spirits. we're going to enjoy it no matter what. BLUEKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait! am on leave again on saturday! kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh eh.. my headache's slowly subsiding lah. this makes me even more happier!! weee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i have a stalker, and he drives a black lancer. often seen around blk 600+ near my workplace. its been awhile since i last saw this car being all around me whilst going to work. being all around me means that wherever i go, this car is sure to follow by moving slowly beside me and even switched on his hazard lights at the side of the road to watch me pass by. creepyyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, again going to work, this car passed me by slowly, and when i walked off quickly, it inched toward me little by little. nuts, this is totally nuts. oni caught a glimpse of its driver, a malay in his late twenties (maybe...), wearing a cap and the license plate was SGK something. the next time i see it i'll take down the full plate number just to confirm that he's really following. i dun even want to begin wondering abt the guy's real intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lets not be paranoid shall we. but im just saying, you know, out of worry. alaaa.. takkanlah dia nk kidnap. im not some rich man's daughter. my father's a machinist and im comfortable with the way things are. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT OFFICE GOSSIP: my exec was seen crying tersedu-sedu in my manager's office by my colleague while she was passing something. hmmm.. kaypo nak mampos k. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am drinking greenfield's chocolate milk - recommended! i really like HL's choc milk but i dun really fancy the masam2 aftertaste it leaves in ur mouth after finishing it. entah eh. i dunno how to describe it lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is sooo random. takder makna langsong. actually i was here onli bcos i wanted to rant abt my toopid headache but now dah panjang berjela aku type. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch russell peters lah. i miss my tunang. he also likes to watch russell peters. jom syg, we watch together come. oooppzzz no cannot. he's at work!! hehehe. padan muka lu. look at me, all nice and comfy in my pajamas and watching tv while surfing. good life hor. wee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really REALLY R E A L L Y anticipating the little getaway tomorrow. i hope we have fun and spend quality time (been needing it so so bad) together. island life once again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aloha sun, sand and the sea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8595949591753009937?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8595949591753009937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8595949591753009937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8595949591753009937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8595949591753009937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-really-pissed-off-with-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-2574063022536120478</id><published>2009-04-10T13:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T14:16:02.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have i not said that my life is a bliss? oh yes it is. just yesterday i was thinking of the cash blings in my bank account which is depleting at free-fall speed although i did curb expenses &amp; stuff. and today, i am $3100 richer. $100 in cash &amp; $3000 transferred to my mum's account, as a contribution to my wedding fund. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU AYAH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-2574063022536120478?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/2574063022536120478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=2574063022536120478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2574063022536120478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2574063022536120478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-i-not-said-that-my-life-is-bliss.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-6644040011906408811</id><published>2009-04-08T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T15:20:05.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i tried to log in earlier using my phone but damn the connection was terribly terrible. so here i am updating on past news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fiance has got his gastroscopy appointment today and he was like msging me telling me how sad he is that i cudn't follow him cos i have to work. with all those sad smileys and boohoohooos. cute little person, he is. soooo i did what i had to do. i MUST be there for him. after all, he's my baby. and babies need extra attention. i took mc for the day, rushed back home, changed out of my uniform &amp; rushed into the train, couldnt quite keep still as the train whisk me away to novena, where i got down and brisk walked all the way to ttsh's front entrance. thats where i became the very blur me. was looking at the directory board when a nice gentleman boomed loudly at my right ear,"YES MISS WHERE DO YOU NEED TO GO??"&lt;br /&gt;well he said it nicely of course, with a huge smile plastered on his face. i only capitalized the words bcos his voice IS rather loud. tertelan microphone agaknyer time dier baby2 dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaanyway, he showed me up the stairs and straight into endoscopy centre. walked in and asked the receptionist if "a patient by the name of khairul anwar mohamed noor is in". she nodded, and told me to take a seat cos he's in the doctor's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo yahhh.. i waited for a good 2 hours? but its all worth it when he came out and was surprised to see me sitting there. hahah. got you this time, darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he couldn't stop telling me about his scope experience &amp; kept repeating &amp; repeating the exact same scenario to me over again. and also, he couldn't stop telling me how sad he felt when i couldn't follow him &amp; all that stuff. all that matters is that i came kan darling. hmph!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee. im so glad my surprise worked this time around. wellll.. he actually suspects that i'm going to be there but didnt put too high a hope on it. like i said, i came and thats more important. bluekz! i win, you lose. *thumbs down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy couldn't get a proper sleep now and insists on seeing me again. mana agaknye dier skrg.. hmmm.. mari kita menelefon dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time!&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-6644040011906408811?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/6644040011906408811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=6644040011906408811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6644040011906408811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6644040011906408811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-tried-to-log-in-earlier-using-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-4346389364743012842</id><published>2009-04-07T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:08:10.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TIRED. &lt;br /&gt;thats what i've been feeling these few days. going to work is already a drag in itself, what more having to deal with tonnes of nonsensical human beings every single day. luckily i still have my crazy colleagues to keep me sane (ironic, hahah).. i have interesting stories to tell abg right after work. oh really really! VERY interesting hor.. there's more i tell u. my workplace is like a zoo already. and im the zookeeper. eh even gajah at the zoo can dgr kata you know. speaking of which, i kinda miss intan the baby elephant. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destressing.. thats what i need. and i also need quality time with my busuk. just the two of us, no other interference. he's always got alot of other plans which doesnt involve me sadly, and thus our meetings are always disrupted. bahhh.. oh and i also need an early sleep. have been having trouble sleeping at night these days. arggghh i need alot of things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, im looking forward to numerous things this week too. hopefully to release the tension lah. going to meet up with my larling girlfriends - miss them soooo muchy! ein's bdae, movie date with laili &amp; hubby, coral's housewarming.. lagi aper eh? think there's one more event left out. aiyoh dunno lah. dont wanna think, even. dont even know if we'll make it to at least ONE of 'em. hmmm.. lets see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my darling is going for his gastroscopy tomorrow. hopefully nothing goes wrong k syg. kinda scared actually, but there's this voice in my heart which tells me everything's going to be alright. muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other thoughts.. i had a BLAST at the chillax session with my bakal adek ipar.. hehehe. we went to civic centre's starbucks for frappe &amp; cake and talked about ALOT of stuffs. hahah. just random ramblings lah, whats the big deal. eh nadiah eh.. *winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon after, fique came to sebok2. hahah. and then we're off to jalan kayu to eatttt.. ingatkan tanak eat cos it was already past 9pm, but finally managed to finish half of the plate of maggi goreng i ordered. hahah! we should really REALLY double date lah hor, nad. it wud be soooo much fun! hehehe. soon, soon.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argghh gotta run.. im feeling sooo sleepy now. n i still need to search for our invitation cards. a year 2 months is not very long my fellow friends. hopefully i can get all these minor minor things to be settled asap. tired of thinking. which got me thinking, i think im tired cos i think too much. hmm.. ponder on that abit shall we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok really gotta go. bye now folks. expect less updates hor. im tiredddd.. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck tomorrow baby. u busuk busuk baby. muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-4346389364743012842?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/4346389364743012842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=4346389364743012842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4346389364743012842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4346389364743012842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/04/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-65622910927154919</id><published>2009-04-03T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:08:52.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BZLn7X-tONU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BZLn7X-tONU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addicted to her angelic voice. this malaysian singer is going to perform at esplanade soon. i think im going to catch her in action!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-65622910927154919?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/65622910927154919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=65622910927154919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/65622910927154919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/65622910927154919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/04/addicted-to-her-angelic-voice.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-3335880055204372062</id><published>2009-03-31T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:55:16.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost everything's done on my side..&lt;br /&gt;Mak Andam (nikah, sanding &amp; studio): check!&lt;br /&gt;Photographer (event &amp; outdoor): check!&lt;br /&gt;Videographer (event &amp; outdoor): check!&lt;br /&gt;Room Decor: check!&lt;br /&gt;Pelamin &amp; void-deck decor: check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPPYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *whewwww*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now lets move on to HIS prepz. more pelamin-viewing coming up, i think. :)&lt;br /&gt;anyone interested in following us to pameran pengantin at expo in may? kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw huh.. i stumbled upon something which almost made me tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/THya-D9-4v/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/THya-D9-4v/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=THya-D9-4v" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=THya-D9-4v" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=THya-D9-4v" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=THya-D9-4v" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/THya-D9-4v/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/79BxtiP/music/t3aT-Hvp/yishun-sec-school-songmp3/"&gt;Yishun Sec School Song.mp3 - &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwhhh really.. i choked back a tear cos mama is beside me right now. :(&lt;br /&gt;i really miss yishun sec.. i miss my classmates.. i miss my teachers.. i miss everything about it. from the 'haunted' art room, to the rock climbing wall, to our regular canteen table. i remembered kicking the canteen bench (alah yg kayu panjang2 tu..) until it broke cos i was so frustrated (putus cinta lah kononnnnn). hahah. yea it broke. i dunno how terror my kick was but it really broke, as in patah dua. nasib baik kaki aku pon tak patah dua.. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was always getting into trouble.. my face mcm ader chop troublemaker gitu. kekeke. ALWAYS in the discipline mistress' office, staying back for detention (where we were caught eating, thus was added another day of detention), CWO.. countless of different punishments.. i've never regretted my sec sch life.. the downside however was the fact that i actually troubled my parents ALOT during my misbehaving periods..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so imagine everyone's shock wen i was actually voted as the 'most confident student' by the teachers. hahahah! screw u pandang-rendah-on-me ppl.. the plague now stands proudly in my room, to serve as a memory of how my teachers were actually trying to pull me back up to where my potential level actually is. im not all that bad, only abit too fun-loving. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmmbr crying on the last day of exams, hugging my fellow classmates, and wishing that we'll all meet up again in our later life. i rmmbr one my classmates, priya darshini (i still rmmbr her!!) who said to me something so touching when i made the decision to leave sec 5 for ITE instead,"im going to look at that corner (where i was seated) and miss seeing you combing ur hair". omg tat was so touching, i cried there &amp; then. im abit teary-eyed now too just remembering it. alahai.. how i wish i could turn back time. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very sad to go on with my fond memories of YSS. the place has been renovated and turned into a school much more bigger than what i remembered it to be. the structures have changed, the canteen was moved.. i no longer see the place i spent my early teenagehood in.. but the memories will always be there.. i have my good friends still with me, who also shared the same memories of when we were in YSS, although we were no longer giggly schoolgirls. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh okaylah panjang lebar pulak aku merepek.. funny how one song barely 2 minutes long can turn into 5 paragraphs.. kekeke. now waiting for abg to finalize the plan.. karaoke or no karaoke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-3335880055204372062?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/3335880055204372062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=3335880055204372062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3335880055204372062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3335880055204372062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/03/done-almost-everythings-done-on-my-side.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-2293264018497847872</id><published>2009-03-28T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:27:36.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;28th March 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day i was asked to be his girlfriend, and the day i accepted him to be part of my life. we then hugged, and in my heart was thinking,"this is the man im going to love my whole life".&lt;br /&gt;2006 saw many sorrows instead of happiness. the foundation that we built, i thought it would collapse just with one nudge. unlike most other couples who was all over each other during the initial stage of courtship, i think we argued &amp; disagreed on a whole lot of issues during this period. somehow, there wasnt even a twinge of regret in my heart. i accepted him for who he is, and i changed over time to suit him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;28th March 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our 1 year together. we didnt have any celebration of any kind. i gave him a card &amp; thats that. i hope it meant something to him.&lt;br /&gt;2007 saw lesser quarrels and a heightened level of happiness, which im very thankful for. we had a big tiff, and i almost wanted to break it off. almost.. but i didn't. patience, trust &amp; love.. i guess these 3 were the 'culprits' who made me stay. and im so glad i did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;28th March 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our 2 years together. we went to KL &amp; genting to celebrate. just the two of us. came back from the trip and i felt really bonded with him. we have a much better communication between us, and i can open up to him anytime, anyhow and anywhere. :)&lt;br /&gt;2008 was indeed a much better year for us. i dont remember us getting into arguments. okay maybe just little itsy bitsy ones, which i can't even recall. we have indeed, established a better connection over the years. im so certain that we'll make it to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;28th March 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our 3 years together. we're engaged, and is in the midst of preparing for our wedding in june 2010. we shant waste time &amp; money on lavish anniversary celebrations, lets just save it for the wedding shall we? just a nice romantic &lt;s&gt;dinner&lt;/s&gt; lunch (cant have dinner together cos we're going to see his pelamin tonight. boohoo...) and just being comfortable in each other's arms. you know wat? i think i'd prefer that more than anything else. for you to just be with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my darling..&lt;br /&gt;you are a wonderful partner, and i cant thank God enough for giving me someone as wonderful as you. you gave me so much happiness, and i look forward to spending everyday with you. you make me smile &amp; laugh everytime we're together. you are always there when i needed a hug after a tiring day at work. you are always there to stroke my head and cuddle me like a baby when i just need some loving. you never fail to be there for me every time. if possible, you'd want to give everything to me. i know you can't.. and it doesnt even matter. i just need you. cos you are my everything.&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriend, my brother, my baby, my fiance, my future husband.. you mean the world to me. i love you more than anything else on this planet, i know you know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 3 years anniversary darling.. may the years ahead see us through, in smiles or tears, in happiness or sorrow, in wealth or poor, in health or illness. 15 more months to go before we solemnize the promise. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubu loves you! *mwah*&lt;br /&gt;wakie you at 145 okay. cayaaannnggg dier..&lt;br /&gt;p/s: korg2 yg nk termuntah tu silerkan lah muntah skrg. hehehe bluekz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/Sc21Glow0_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/yDIh7kFkjaE/s1600-h/IMG_4050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/Sc21Glow0_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/yDIh7kFkjaE/s320/IMG_4050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318105859781350386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WE ARE THREE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-2293264018497847872?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/2293264018497847872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=2293264018497847872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2293264018497847872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2293264018497847872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/03/28th-march-2006-day-i-was-asked-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/Sc21Glow0_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/yDIh7kFkjaE/s72-c/IMG_4050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-822190799202904697</id><published>2009-03-22T12:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:44:11.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good sunday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up early.. about 10:30am, and im so bloody proud of myself. well actually i was awoke with a start at 8:35am sharp, but went back to sleep cos it was too early to be awake. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a not-so-fun day at the family day yesterday (byknyer 'day'). we cudnt go on any of the outdoor rides due to lightning &amp; rain. boohoo. i actually pictured us going on all the rides twice or thrice and snapping lots and lots of pictures. high hopes hor. thats why i was rather down yesterday. :(&lt;br /&gt;we went into the haunted house twice just to make up for the other rides. kekeke. giler2 screaming. i screamed into abg's ear just for the fun of it. hahaha. also, to startle the others at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, just when we were about to go home, we spot a huge rainbow!! so pretty! made my heart all warm and fuzzy.. wee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched coming soon at northpoint after that, where abg conveniently fell asleep on my shoulders and started snoring. oh yes he did. hmph. harapkan pagar, pagar makan terus tido..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to wake him up every now &amp; then.. but at one point of time, i was startled and screamed a little into his ear again. aku rasa the next time kita kluar mesti dier bwk kapas, taruk dlm telinga. hahah. hari2 gini can become pekak you know. and my voice is the irritating, high pitched voice one. sometimes i wonder how he can tahan me, two. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, am a very happy person cos i finally got my mak andam booking done. went to singexpo with mama &amp; abg and we went straight to the booth. it will cost me $700 cheaper than the bridal house i recce-ed earlier. whew. plus, they threw in an FOC bedroom decor, so that will save me about $500. with $1200, boleh lepas duit photographer you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RH bridal.. i believe i made the right choice. judging from the many good reviews. selection of outfits will be done 3 months before the wedding. wow bestnyer!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've also done the booking of my pelamin. gonna meet up with the owner soon enough. now thats 2 checks off the to-do list. so happy lah! end of tis month, going to meet up with my photographer &amp; videographer to do bookings as well. wee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh enough lah.. i want to mandi lah. muacks! darling darling.. i miss uuuuu! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-822190799202904697?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/822190799202904697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=822190799202904697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/822190799202904697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/822190799202904697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-sunday-today-i-woke-up-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-7672022056464680859</id><published>2009-03-17T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:44:08.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant help but to post this while giggling to myself...&lt;br /&gt;was on my laptop when ayah switched from national geographic channel to channel 5. V for Vendetta is showing right now. he asked no one in particular,"citer ape ni?"&lt;br /&gt;"oohh v for vendetta lah.." i replied uninterestedly&lt;br /&gt;"citer kelakar eh?"&lt;br /&gt;"taklah.. citer bunuh2 lah"&lt;br /&gt;he watched for less than 1 minute and he went,"ahhh.. main game lagi bagus dari tengok v for ... (mumbles to himself)&lt;br /&gt;"v for aper??" (i couldnt quite hear, you see)&lt;br /&gt;"vandalism"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!! aper seyy! sungguh takder kena mengena kay! ayah can be so random at times, and those times are the funniest, i notice. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my busuk lah. call me quick. mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-7672022056464680859?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/7672022056464680859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=7672022056464680859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7672022056464680859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7672022056464680859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/03/cant-help-but-to-post-this-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-4525057989980689938</id><published>2009-03-15T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T11:17:33.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soon it will be our 3rd anniversary, and we have no plans whatsoever to celebrate it. well, at least we're just going to have a decent dinner and a romantic night out, minus the hefty sum of cash to be spent on. but, im not complaining. afterall, we're saving up for our wedding waatt. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that saving left me feeling so distressed at times. i can only afford a pau or two for lunch, or sometimes home cooked food. i have to cross out certain things off the spending list. we cannot have our meals outside. all the little bit of pennies we have goes into the savings account. a movie date is considered a luxury for us now. but, im still not complaining. because because because. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bookings, bookings will be done tis month. cant wait! realli wanna get tis over &amp; done with so that we can proceed to other things. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok i wanna mamam. muacks!!&lt;br /&gt;p/s: abg is a dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-4525057989980689938?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/4525057989980689938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=4525057989980689938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4525057989980689938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4525057989980689938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/03/soon-it-will-be-our-3rd-anniversary-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-2097824338388292221</id><published>2009-03-13T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:09:51.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so sleepy! *rub eyes*&lt;br /&gt;had nasi briyani for lunch today. nasi briyani u noe!! so heavy!! its no wonder that im feeling so sleepy right now. well, dr mariam is leaving us tomorrow so she held a big feast for the whole polyclinic. not normally a fan of nasi briyani but today was an exception. sooo sedap! or maybe cos its free eh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhooooos, cant wait to say this out loud: &lt;strong&gt;ABANG CHOSE A REALLY MEREPEK MOVIE YESTERDAY NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; he so recommend kuat that show and in the end he was the one restless in the theatre. kekeke. amek obat! normally he'd diss my choice of movies, now's my turn. woohoo. revenge is as sweet as the dietitian's day apple in front of me now. (mental reminder to self: bring it home &amp; savour to its last juice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, the show's watchmen. if u dont intend to waste ur time AND jumble ur mind den dont watch it. im quite shocked that CNA actually gave 5 out of 5 ratings for the show. i found it confusing, draggyyyy (thought i was half dead in the curious case of benjamin button - this is like twice worst) and i-dont-know-where. eeww. nasib baik pakai duit abang. wee! bluekz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i just came back from a series of running around the clinic from level 1 right up to level 3 to get casenotes and signatures and lab forms and whatever else. and when i got back to my seat, guess who i saw, registering at the counter beside me? zan sofiyan! the dj! he registering for his newborn. wahh.. but he looks so much different from the times when he used to act in the bara episodes. hmm.. age taken its toll i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just foiled abg's surprise fetch. wee!! i called him and he screamed,"why you call me? i want to surprise you!!"&lt;br /&gt;aik? nk surprise pon nk scream? nk kene jotos tak? nak ah nak ah! (in the tone oni him &amp; i noes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a rainy day&lt;br /&gt;its a rainy rainy day&lt;br /&gt;we can stay indoors&lt;br /&gt;we can read &amp; draw&lt;br /&gt;its a rainy rainy day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, i want to sleep. quick come 415! i wanna get &lt;s&gt;freakayyy&lt;/s&gt; sleepayyy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: abg is sitting right in front of me. i wanna kiss him lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-2097824338388292221?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/2097824338388292221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=2097824338388292221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2097824338388292221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2097824338388292221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-so-sleepy-rub-eyes-had-nasi-briyani.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-2347396054702638647</id><published>2009-03-03T08:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T08:46:03.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>researching is so exhausting.. i didnt know that it would be THIS tedious. the major headache is here, and for the next few months its gonna stay. BUT, bcos i started recce-ing early, i have rounded down the list of service providers who are going to cater to our wedding. so all we have to do now is the bookings. whew.. now thats another chore. but lets just hope that we'll get through this in one piece. i can foresee myself running ard here &amp; there to get things done. tsktsk. the preparations alone has left me starving most of the time. yup! been starving &amp; sleeping my lunchtimes away to save whatever moolahs i have.. sacrifices. nehmind lah, only a year plus to go. ONLY a year plus to go. kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booking, booking. my mak andam is so expensive. uweekk!! the baju nikah &amp; baju sanding is charged separately, and just for the bridal alone, it already cost me almost $3k. wahlau eyy. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;already set my eyes on a beautiful pelamin set-up, and mine's going to be a royal purple theme. heheh. i need $0 deposit for that, how cool right!! but 2010 bookings are still not open yet. boohoo. nehmind, as soon as it opens, im going to jump straight into it. wee! im so lucky to have found a much cheaper but equally nice package, which will onli cost me $1450, aside from the initial $2000-$2500. whew. thank Allah for multiply. multiply's really the most easiest and convenient way to check for wedding prepz. just click search and a whole list will appear before you. just nid to ask for the charges and then do a comparison. easy as pie. also, i've been getting help from majalahperkahwinan.com's forum. just recently i posted a thread to ask if anyone knows of any company which caters to solemnization corners, bridal room decors &amp; in-house dais under one roof and it took a few hours for someone to reply. guess what? i took that person's suggestion and recce-ed, and i love what i see! so hopefully the booking will be done sometime next month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum complained to abg that im impulsive. i just grab whatever i see without sourcing out for other alternatives. kekeke. thats what i am. im easily contented, and im not too fussy. in other words, im just plain ol' lazy. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i blabbering too much about the wed prepz??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas went to her scanning ytd and guess what?! she's going to have a girl!!! i screamed through the phone and she laughed. hahah. well, im just too excited! my bestfriend's going to have a girl. so fortunate is she. firstborn's a boy, and the next a girl. waahh.. im pretty sure rayyan's going to be a good brother. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of rayyan, his birthday is coming soon and i really have no idea on what to buy for the little one. do i have an exception mas? aku ni nak save duit. nk makan pon susah, aper lagi nk kasi present. kekeke. speaking of which, i really have no idea where my gst credits went to. heheh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maya's solemnization is this friday, followed by her sanding on saturday. another bestie getting married, and im so happy for her. the other time we met up at the dam, she was pushing me on to start my wed prepz early. esp wen our date is in june. wahhh lagi jialat. maybe i shud put the countdown ticker back up to remind ourselves of how close we are to our wed date. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok i'd better stop now. time for ebuddy-ing! wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep tite abg. may you have peaceful dreams and i'll see you ltr after work k? muacks! syg si budak busuk ni. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-2347396054702638647?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/2347396054702638647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=2347396054702638647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2347396054702638647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2347396054702638647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/03/researching-is-so-exhausting.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-1852425942756832112</id><published>2009-02-22T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:39:15.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kita dua2 mintak kena ketuk in the head for not been updating.. kekeke. makin lama makin malas pulak. bluekz! and we both have been busy.. with nothing! hahah. just spending time with each other, working, spending time again. sungguh seronok hidup kita ni. muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just when i tot we can spend more time today, he's got to go back to work. initially he neednt go to work tonight, but earlier tis morning he received an sms telling him to go to work. hmph. bongok! so the least we can do today is go jalan2 at northpoint for awhile. kekeke. wanna get ice kacang (abg has a sweet tooth today), but no seats available. hmph. then we thot of savouring fried chicken at kfc (we fantasized biting into a piece of chicken thigh at the same time! snap twist!) but then we cudnt find the kfc! its been replaced with long john's. hahah. so then we just settled with long john's, and shared a plate of something-combo. one piece chicken &amp; one piece fish and fries plus drink - alah typical fast food meal lah. wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that we got macflurry's. told ya abg got a sweet tooth today. si busuk ni. and then its back to the car, quick parting routine on the way &amp; then he dropped me off at home. boohoo. miss him already lah.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a gelek2 session at mahligai manis after town-ing. uweekk! i cringed at the first thought of it but then bcos i was too bored, decided to just follow abg and his dangdut friends. it was only 11 plus when abg sent me off home and i thought my saturday would be wasted if i were to just spend the day at home. but i was having second thoughts of going to mahligai manis. ntah hape2 ntah. im afraid my mood will change, cos normally thats what happens. hahah. i will go to clubs with him and grew bored, sit by myself and refuse to talk. i dunno what gets into me at times. but the thought of lying down on my bed reading a good book or watching dvd sounds as tempting. hmm.. but finally i decided to just give it a shot and we went to pick tompel &amp; elly up from their home at sembawang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spritz myself with facial spray to freshen up &amp; fixed my makeup abit. i guess it works lah, cos once da sampai sana, i was the active one. hehehe. even abg wasnt as awake as i was. in fact, abg was the sleepy one. bluekz! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahligai manis is a mat &amp; minah paradise. eewww. yucks, is the word. i still have no idea why they like to go to such places. i guess thats the only place where they feel like bigshots tak, cos they know so many people there. but ermm.. i dun really fancy. but still, i really enjoyed teaching abg the basics of joget. they have alot of joget songs; joget pahang, joget hitam manis and the likes. i love! see, im a very traditional sorta person, and into tarian and sorts. sooo i guess thats why i enjoyed myself. aside from that, there's reali nothing to like about that place. bluek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a random thought: i think i wanna learn the reggaeton dance. kekekeke. stylo sia, i love! got any classes anot u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak ini nak itu, no no!! save duit nak kawin!! my alter ego speaks. hmph. bluek ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a bid to save money, i have been bringing packet lunch from home to work. and i really think it helps me save alot of money. i brought my waterbottle and just topped up water once its finished and thats that. wow! can see this going on for a year plus. power pe.. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, our wedding's pushed to june, no thanks to the recession of course. abg's workplace is like going down down down, no overtime all that. bad, very bad. BUT, he have an alternative choice for work which in my opinion is rather safe economy-wise. his 2nd interview is gonna be tis coming friday and i cant wait!! hope u get it sayang. ehem ehem. muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching documentary now and its making me lose focus on blogging. another free time, yah. hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh busuk, update ah u!! grrr...&lt;br /&gt;bubu miss u tunangku. muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-1852425942756832112?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/1852425942756832112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=1852425942756832112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1852425942756832112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1852425942756832112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/02/kita-dua2-mintak-kena-ketuk-in-head-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-5389428267572049528</id><published>2009-02-16T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:27:49.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i touched down at japan's narita airport early this morning. all alone of course, cos abg have to work. boohoo! so foreign is my surroundings.. felt like crying... so homesick already, and its only been a few minutes! i miss singapore.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried calling abg once i got off the plane but cant get through. felt even dreadful.. boohoo.. dragged my legs slowly to my hotel, which was only a few blocks away from the airport. had a thousand worries, what do i do next, where should i go to etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the convenience store at the further end of the airport and was queueing up for a can of drink when i spotted someone familiar. its my darling abang!!! he was there to surprise me!! i felt so much better and woke up. that must've been the sweetest dream ever. thanks my soul for flying over to japan whilst i'm asleep. and thanks to abg's soul for kindly making his own way there too just to meet me. wee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happynyeeeee! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-5389428267572049528?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/5389428267572049528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=5389428267572049528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5389428267572049528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5389428267572049528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-touched-down-at-japans-narita-airport.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-9010926338235800844</id><published>2009-02-10T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:30:48.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am watching kpak bing bing right now. haiz.. semenjak dua menjak ni, im becoming more and more a minah kawin2. its either i follow majalahperkahwinan.com's forums, or i will browse through multiply for packages. and how convenient it is to have kpak bing bing on suria. really an informative 'teacher'. woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w-date's not confirmed by both our sides yet. i hope soon, cos from wat i read in one of MP's forums, 1 year is not exactly a long period of time to prepare for the wedding. sumpah fainting kay! i saw that those who are getting married in the later half of 2010 have already started booking their service providers! kita ni, recce pon belom! but hmph, bcos im a minah kawin2, i have round down a few. and the grand total is eye popping. a simple wedding, but it will still reach that 10k mark. pengsan gua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now am starting on a new save-money regime. kekeke. i have onli about $3 to spend a day, how pathetic right. i drink plain water from my bottle, and will only eat a pau or two for lunch. and i will only eat wen i reach home after work. i went through all these but will still degil eat with my baby outside. kekeke. belo kanzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg is also doing his bit to save money. he goes to work without his mishi these days, so proud of him. been taking the bus, and for this week he's working the morning shift, so he'll have to go out of his house so early! kesian syg.. nevermind k dear.. about a year plus to go ajer. kekeke. muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can never say enough thank you and show enough appreciation for all that you've done for me these years. you've sacrificed alot to make me happy, and i can never repay you. just would like to tell you that i'd love to be with you forever and ever and ever. i cant wait to live under the same roof as you next year. MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but pls dont find a house yet. i want to stay with mama first. kekeke. bluekz!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu gatal already ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-9010926338235800844?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/9010926338235800844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=9010926338235800844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/9010926338235800844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/9010926338235800844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/02/am-watching-kpak-bing-bing-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-6600245768089840303</id><published>2009-01-28T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:19:01.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa.. havent been updating huh. kekeke. been busyyyy like what. but i had funnnn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do me a favour and just click on our multiply link to see what we've been up to. save me from the hassles of typing and finding words to describe what an awesome time i had during the cny hols &amp; probably days before that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still in the midst of planning (yup, planning!) for abg's bdae. arghhh seriously i have nothing on my mind right now. even a birthday present. what more a venue. pusing kepala beb. but at least i managed to plan out an advanced bday surprise for him. and it worked! wee! kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. think i'd get back to the brainstorming again. just wanna say happy 2 yrs 10 months to us. hoping for more and more good years to come with u baby. muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye all! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-6600245768089840303?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/6600245768089840303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=6600245768089840303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6600245768089840303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6600245768089840303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/01/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-2333010129434496494</id><published>2009-01-21T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:48:22.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WE'RE ENGAGED!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.. i hadnt had time to update. hehe. been so busy with the preparations, and then the post engagement cleanup. penat babe. felt like updating a few days back but then sleep came to mind so it was delayed. sowie! but now here i am! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our engagement was a huge success!! the biggest thank you goes out to EVERYONE involved; those who came and those who dont, those who helped and those who watched, everyone lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my family - thanks for accepting him as part of our family. thanks so much for making sure that the event will run smoothly. though there were some minor glitches along the way (kotak tissue tak cukup, pipe at void deck rosak etc), things were back to normal in just minutes thanks to the lot of you! thanks for contributing to the gubahans too. asal aku pusing jer, ader jer barang2 yg baru dibawa. kekeke. so best lah korangs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my friends - thanks so much for being there to share my happiness. and to those who couldnt make it, thanks so much for the well wishes via sms. awww that is so awfully sweet of you people to make time out of ur sunday to come celebrate with me. really appreciate it loads. some of them i havent seen in years, yet still came. argghh! power to the people lah! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to his family - thanks so much for accepting me as part of your family. thanks for doing up the gubahans so perfectly (most credits goes to bik lala - hehehe). i heard there were some last minute touch ups to the gubahans cos people kept contributing, and i trust that you people wanna make it the best you could. there were so many of you at my place, hahah! some i didnt even recognize, but you still came! awww.. and those who were stuck at abg's place, even 3G-ed to see me via nasir's phone. *melts* and that mysterious nenek who kissed my forehead (i found out later that it was cik salim's sister), that was so unexpected. but sweet lah! to nad and the miang cousins, you people are the craziest!! belom start doa selamat korg dah barge into my room &amp; take pictures. hahaha! giler tau! but i love you all lah. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, to my bf-turned-fiance. thanks a whole bunch for being my most wonderful partner. you've made me happy in a million ways, but i was the happiest when you said we should get engaged. awww.. you little busuk you. i sincerely hope that we'll make it past 2009, and into a whole new world in 2010, when we will be legalised. insya Allah. (nenek already asked us to go kursus rumah tangga you know - lets go!) oh yah, thanks for the expensive 0.38 carat ring. berapa ribu? kekeke. koyakz kocekz. bluekz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i didnt leave anyone out. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh! the end of the day came so fast. boohoo. tau2 da bes. and all guests dah balek. uweekkk! and by about 5pm, i was out of my baju yg cantik and into my baju yg tk berape cantik. back to maid mode. clean up, wash up, savour the goodies. kekeke. believe me, up till now, most of the sweets and chocolates are still lying on the table waiting to be savoured. dont think we can finish it all dalam masa terdekat ni. kekeke. will pass them around at work lah. weeEEeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday both abg and i ran around the country. first was to melawat arwah nenek sedara ku at holland close, who passed away on monday at about 10 plus at night. and then we went to breakfast with cik lin, wak nani, mama, and the kids at west coast. back to my place, i forced abg to watch ayat2 cinta. at the same time viewing our engagement pix over &amp; over again. kekeke. and then abg start his lenguh2, so we made a move to tampines to send my baju. back to his plc to pick up bik lala's dulangs to her place, and then back to his house. mamam jap, tgk tv (friends! i love!) and then to abg azmi's place to send my dulangs. chatted for awhile, and then back home. break record, reach my plc at 9 plus. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno wats in store for us today. realli in lovey dovey mood, baru tunang katakan. abg made some crude jokes. "kalau org tanyer whether abg got gf, i can say dun haf. cos i got tunang already!" less sour (kurang asam) kan. grrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pix are up on our multiply, as usual. when i logged onto multiply and facebook, was so shocked to see my pix on 5 of my friends' pages. kekeke. siang2 korang dah upload. aku yg tunang korang yg excited. hehehe. so best! now's waiting for my official photos from the professional. weeEEeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k k.. wanna watch tv. blueks. i miss my tunang! kekeke. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-2333010129434496494?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/2333010129434496494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=2333010129434496494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2333010129434496494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2333010129434496494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/01/were-engaged-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-9114851570290565075</id><published>2009-01-11T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T13:21:19.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exactly a week to go before our engagement! and preparations are heating up.. the days approaching THE DAY will be the slowest days ever in my entire life. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we went to plaza singapura with atok to switch the residential &amp; mobile phone service provider to starhub from singtel. and atok got himself an LG secret at $0 after signing up a contract. power kape! i want that phone! *attempts to snatch it away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then back home to his place where i got absorbed in an all-wedding talk with his mum. heehee. actually we were just talking about preparations for our e-day when she suddenly popped the question,"korang dah tengok pelamin?"&lt;br /&gt;omg! belom lah cik. kekeke. our wedding date wasnt even announced officially yet. hehe. soon, i hope. we have a rough estimate that its going to be somewhere in feb or march 2010 though. possibly. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just exchanged smses with my future sis in law. hehehe. the girl's excited! im even more so! hehehe. looking forward to taking lotsa pictures with u next week babe! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go for fitting last wednesday but it was cancelled cos the previous week's pengantin havent return my baju. boohoo. so the fitting's extended to probably sometime this week (it better be!) and i sincerely hope the outfit'll fit. i've been having such tough time keeping my current weight so as not to affect the previous measurements. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo.. preparations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to use mamayah (mama+ayah)'s room next sunday and the men in my family, apis &amp; ayah, is repainting the entire room now. woohoo! next they're going to drill whatnots so that we can put up the "backdrop". bedroom decor will be done by me &amp; mama. whew. im going to sweat like mad. good exercise, hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am going to clean up my taman haiwan room in the meantime and then in the later part of the day, am going to chong pang with mama to get a few things. argh! i still owe abg his toiletries set. uweekk! gotta get it all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday will be having my day off so we'll be trotting down to abg azmi's plc to get my dulangs, all 10 of them. wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave on saturday &amp; monday, how nice! kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;already sent invites via sms to all my closest friends. wee! hopefully they'll all be here to grace my occasion. also to some of my colleagues. felt bad that i have to leave some people out, not because i dont want them to come but bcos of the tight budget that im tied to. sorry ma peepz. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. after the engagement, im looking forward to a nice picnic with ma gerls on cny. wee! hoping that abg dont have to work that day though. muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeylah.. ayah is pestering me to dial kfc up. hmph! dier lapar dier susahkan org. bluek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss u too darling.. more, in fact. cant wait to meet u later with my smelly face. hehehe. oh wait.. u'll b the smelly one cos ure from work. hehe. still i love you all the same, smelly or not. muacks! love you syg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counting, counting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-9114851570290565075?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/9114851570290565075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=9114851570290565075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/9114851570290565075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/9114851570290565075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/01/exactly-week-to-go-before-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-5270502936622457517</id><published>2009-01-11T10:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T10:13:16.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down at work</title><content type='html'>i'm feelin so down at work now..&lt;br /&gt;i miss my bubu.. didnt get enuf time wit her yest eventhough we fell asleep in each other's arms.. bubu, abg miss u..  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, im sick, din even finish my breakfast.. i think the long long break from work have somewhat caused me to be lazy? mmm, i just wanna go home and sleep la.. sleep ngan bubu can? i wanna see your smelly face when ur sleepin.. the funny faces u make when ur sleepin.. i miss your morning breath.. ala, chom kang! bye la.. bluekz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-5270502936622457517?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/5270502936622457517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=5270502936622457517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5270502936622457517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5270502936622457517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/01/down-at-work.html' title='Down at work'/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-5796825754626711398</id><published>2009-01-04T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:15:51.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tsktsktsk.. this is not good. none of us (both) have been blogging regularly.. hmph. and someone actually have about 2 weeks plus of leave. ehem.. what have you got to say about that boyfriend dearest? grrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow abg's gonna start work again.. boohoo. no more long weekends with him, as in a half day of saturday and full day of sunday. sundays he'll have to go to work, either morning or afternoon, and during those periods i'll have a few hours to myself which is both good and bad. its good if i have something to keep me company, and its bad if i dont. uwekk!! but i reckon i'll have something to do for the coming sunday eg spring cleaning.. my room is a pigsty and im not denying. already started on a few dusting and wiping earlier today and the coming weekend will be a major makeover. cos thats going to be the last weekend cum free time before the e-day. wow! onli 2 more weeks to go.. *rubs eyes in disbelief*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so not looking forward to the coming week at work. why? cos i'll be covering level 1 right up to level 3 the whole week. for example, tomorrow im gonna be stationed at the pharmacy, den on tuesday, i'll be up at level 2 doing hospital referrals. den on wednesday i'll be down at level 1 for registration. thursday i'll be up at level 3. friday and saturday i'll be at the pharmacy again. oohh have mercy! my biological clock is gonna go haywire with the jumbled up schedule. tomorrow i'll be coming in at 930, de next im going in at 830, de next i'll be going in at 730. and den 8, and den 830 de following day. wahlau eyy!! blame it on the huge turnover rate at our side. damn the management! *steaming*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, to add salt to the wound, the coming wednesday i'll have to meet my mak andam for the fitting. dreading it cos i feel im gaining weight by the second with all the junks i've been consuming lately, eventhough the scales didnt agree with me. wonder if i can fit?? been having nitemares about not being able to fit into my baju. boohoo! just an overly worried me, u think? howells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a fit laughing away with abg watching bedtime stories. heehaw! that show is tha bomb! adam sandler is like my all-time favourite.. go watch if ure feeling in the pits right now. it'll be a good get-me-up. :) psstt.. i myself am buffering it right tis very moment. gonna watch it for bedtime later. kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year resolutions, eh? rriigghhtt.. am not going to go into that this year. simply bcos, i've come to realise that its whack. u mean u nid a new year to start something? why not now? why not before? if, for instance, in october i feel the need to change something about myself or my goals in life do i still need to wait for 12midnight of 1st january? and plus, things dont always go our way, even if we've got it figured out in our heads. so i suggest we just go with the flow. that way, we'll enjoy life better. seize whatever opportunity comes our way. hmmm.. aku mcm ye-ye jer. and u have the right to ignore. hahah! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh dah ngantok! gosh i need to sleep already. enough membebeling like kakaktua. more updates ltr when i have the time aight. am not counting on abg no more for updates. u pimalas busuk man u. bluek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counting, counting...&lt;br /&gt;*hugs and kisses*&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-5796825754626711398?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/5796825754626711398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=5796825754626711398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5796825754626711398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5796825754626711398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/01/tsktsktsk.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-4372787274854801204</id><published>2009-01-01T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:33:52.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy new year everyone!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a blast celebrating countdown to the new year last night at marina bay's floating platform. we were all shouting and screaming, nad and me being the loudest. "taufik! TAUFIK!!" lupa daratan until both kena jeling by respective partners. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though there was no after party, i still feel that i enjoyed myself more this year than the previous years. really sey.. for one, we were all sober. so we get to enjoy more without feeling the need to puke our stomach contents out. plus, the tix onli costs $19 p/person. and abg decided he wont drive, so thats a plus point too. im spared of worrying if he'll fall asleep on his steers. *bluekz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new year, a new beginning for us. what better way to kick start the new year than to start preparing for our upcoming engagement which is in 17days' time. how time flies.  preps are ongoing steadily for both sides, hopefully. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to numerous things this year. i hope that we share more good memories in the times to come, in the years to come. with that, have a happy new year and may 2009 be a prosperous one for all of you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bucuk, i lap u. see u in a while. *muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-4372787274854801204?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/4372787274854801204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=4372787274854801204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4372787274854801204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4372787274854801204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-everyone-had-blast.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8804244180117228599</id><published>2008-12-24T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:45:09.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sooo sleepyyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to work all drenched today, and slipped 3 times no less, no thanks to the slippery nature of my slippers (pun not intended). bumped into dr meenakshi and we hurried to work together. hahah! she was complaining on and on about her drenched skirt and her heavy umbrella. while i was cursing my damn luck for buying the type of slippers im wearing. argh! *hint: need a change of footwear(s), today? kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghh! suddenly remembered. its the eve of xmas today, and that meant the town area will be infested with people; foamed ones and the foaming ones. oh no! cant shop, cant jalan2, can only go northpoint. pffttt. remember last yr? gawd i remembered swearing to myself that i wun ever go to town on xmas eve. heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. speaking of which, so what shall we do on new year's eve then? we have no plans as yet, seriously. again, i remembered last year. bad experience. and an utter waste of money. and no entertainment whatsoever. beach parties suck big time, thats why i've nvr taken a liking towards zoukout. one trip and thats that. hmph! so this year, lets try a new countdown. (at this point, i cant concentrate on what im typing cos its so NOISY!! here talk, there talk!!! GRRRR!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prepz are ongoing smoothly.. still have 25 more days to go so thou shall crawl. kekeke. when re-calculated my pay, i realised that my bonus is gone. im now left with my basic pay. aik? no money liao? kekeke. nehmind lah.. still Alhamdulillah. at least lepas jugak all those e-prepz. cant thank Allah enough for that. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant concentrate again. till later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ltr meet me okie darling? muacks! u sleeping mongki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubz ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8804244180117228599?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8804244180117228599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8804244180117228599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8804244180117228599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8804244180117228599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/12/sooo-sleepyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-2806303650115571808</id><published>2008-12-15T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:40:56.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so cold lah. why eh? brrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my most precious gadgets nowadays asek buat hal aje. im so very fed up. everytiem i tried sms-ing or calling, the phone will shut itself. argghh maximum bingitttt! on one of the working days, i almost woke up late cos my phone shut itself in the middle of the night, probably due to abg's msgs and calls, thus my alarm didnt work. *ehem* very unlike nokia hor.. boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for my upcoming bonus, which is in 2 days' time. cepatlaaaaa.. i need to get a few things; a new battery for my phone among a few things. oh yea.. and abg's expensive watch, in compensation of the expensive ring. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maryam &amp; adil's wedding is finally over &amp; done with. Alhamdulillah.. and congratulations to them! wishing them only the best in life.. go gimme lots and lots of nieces &amp; nephews! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an update: i was diagnosed as having gastritis. no thanks to skipping meals. thot it was just a normal stomachache, but when it occurred almost everyday, with AND without meals, i complained to ida. she asked what are the symptoms im facing and when i told her, she told me im having gastric. from staff nurse can become doctor liao. kekeke. so i was advised to not keep my stomach empty for more than an hour. but me being me, itu kepala batu ada duduk, forgot about the advice as the days go by. i dont really feel the burning sensation in my tummy no more, but im not really sure if its totally gone. hmm.. i shall not skip my meals, i shall not skip my meals, i shall not skip my meals... (chant, rastaman chant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argghhh there we go again. mama is discussing my engagement preps. she already said that after maryam's wedding is over, we will go up and about on the preps. what preps?? half the work is done mahhh.. haiyah, org tua. always got things on their minds. hmm.. ye kan ajelah. see how determined she is to make the majlis work. thanks so much to my mama for going through all the trouble just to see that things will go smoothly. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;george w bush was attacked by a shoe?? hahaha.. funny news xia. oops sorry terside track. kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermmmm.. dunno wat to update liao. the tv is too distracting. okaylah, thank u for ur time. i'll update more some other time. wee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting my bucuk in awhile! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-2806303650115571808?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/2806303650115571808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=2806303650115571808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2806303650115571808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2806303650115571808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-so-cold-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-4374712135762001993</id><published>2008-12-07T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:02:53.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weehooo!! so excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the preparations are still going on steadily.. and we just bought my ring earlier today, after much scouring last nite and today. nvr thot i'd go crazy just by looking at them sparkling diamonds. *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least i came out of the shops knowing abit more about diamonds. the carats, the claws, the cut.. wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaanyway, my dearie darling bought me a 0.38carat solitaire diamond ring for the price of $****. go do ur math. ahakz. almost felt like fainting seyy.. thank u my love! cant say enough.. *MUACKS* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ring was sent for size alteration and will onli be getting it in 2 weeks' time. oritey! but, i still cant wear it yet. boohoo. so its gonna be staying over at abang's from the 26th dec until 18th jan. uweekkk! i want my diamond!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, we got a free bear! cute giler.. but wearing leather jacket plak. hmm maybe we shud drop by the build-a-bear workshop and get one of those cute dresses which is going to match mine. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up, will be getting for him a watch. already had my eyes fixed on a particular brand. hmm.. cant wait for bonus to come in soon. still about 1 week to go. boohoo. lambatnyeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems to me, these past few posts asek about our upcoming engagement jer ehk. hahaha. sorry lah.. cant help it lah. *bluekz* furthermore, i donno wat to blog about. the blogging bug has left me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still cant believe abg bought me a diamond ring!! *dance around the room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ltr lah, wen i have proper things to blog about, aside from our preps. kekeke. weeEEeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg, maybe you can update plak? heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i keep thinking,"alah.. bsk kena keje balek". bluek! bsk public holiday, cos kassim baba kena pancung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg!! i love you!! thankiu for the rriinnggg!!!! =)=)=)=)=)=) *see im so happy, kip smiling!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-4374712135762001993?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/4374712135762001993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=4374712135762001993&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4374712135762001993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4374712135762001993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/12/weehooo-so-excited-preparations-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-3167965344086628248</id><published>2008-11-30T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:36:08.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thats it! done! the day i've been waiting for has arrived. hahah. pheewitt! steady lah kambing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart was pounding furiously all the time i was inside the room listening to their conversations.. mcm aper ajer. hahah. the first time tok hasan opened his mouth to say,"sebenarnya kita ada hajat...", i was already sweating. hahaha! very the drama mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so its official now. 18th of Jan 09. to be engaged for a duration of 1 year, possibly getting married on Dec 09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie so now we just need to think about the hantaran gifts. waiting anxiously for my bonus so we can start scouring. wee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.. hopefully things will go well. we're moving one step further now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you syg busuk! u like to bodek2 me. hahah. bluekz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-3167965344086628248?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/3167965344086628248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=3167965344086628248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3167965344086628248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3167965344086628248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/11/thats-it-done-day-ive-been-waiting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-7373994304146077825</id><published>2008-11-27T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:51:24.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee! today i found myself spun into a cobweb of a police case! kekeke. it wasnt my first time cooperating with the police, interrogations and all. but it is still so exciting! yelah, cita2 tinggi dulu nak jadi police kan. but tk jadi.. sooo.. heehee. anyway, it was solved in a matter of hours. and citer dier mcm gini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "victim" (in police terms), is a malay lady in her late twenties. after getting her medicine, she went over to my colleague's counter for payment. she then walked out of the pharmacy. only to come back a few minutes ltr cos she realised that she misplaced her hp. her face was so pale and cuak, and she immediately came to me for help. i think i got that i-can-help-you-say-what-you-need vibe. i offered to call her hp for her using my gila2 hp yg battery tau2 dah nk flat. the first time i called, there wasnt any answer. the next, i think the person accidentally pressed the answer button and i heard an old man's voice conversing in mandarin. they sounded outdoors. i passed the phone to the patient and she was saying,"hello, hello!" but unfortunately the other party hung up. the patient left w/o any word and within 1-2 hours, we noticed two young men lurking around our counters.. finally, they came to my other colleague and showed his warrant. they wanna get the cctv footage of the pharmacy. wow! like citer crimewatch seyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was questioned, cos i was the one who helped the victim. then i led them to see my manager, who then let them see the cctv footage (mampos lah kita, cos they will also see us giggling and merepek-ing and surfing and munching away - hahah!). he came back to the pharmacy to show me the picture of the man, to see if i recognize him. errmm nope. unless he got a horn sticking out of his head, i dont normally notice people. so that was it. carik punyer carik, they found out the culprit. and he's a semi-bald old uncle. okaylah, not so old. middle aged lah, probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just praying that they'll go easy on the uncle. dishonest as he is, he still didnt steal kan. finders keepers what. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of work kan, i think im gaining weight. hahah. my friends are such crazy sugar-lovers i tell u! they kept stuffing me with epok-epok in the morning, and chocolates in the noons. and more i tell ya. macdonalds lah, pizza hut lah. aiyoyooo.. if im not careful, i might cross the 22kg/m BMI i am in now. okok tomorrow i'll starve. kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another cancelled date today. supposed to go steak-ing with abg but he wanna take up overtime instead. kip telling me that he's gotta save up for the big W-word. hmm.. dunno whether to be happy or sad cos at the end of the day, he's still doing it for us. bucuk ah! nehmind, he already promised me a splendid saturday, and im sooo looking forward to it. tkperlah syg. now we date oni on weekends. *bluekz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to it. and im so terribly excited. kekeke. especially when the major major things are all settled. catering, mak andam, photographer, cakes for example. all done! now waiting for next mth's bonus to splurge on our hantaran gifts. woohoo! actually i wanna keep all this a secret, but since nobody (at least, i think so) reads this blog except us, i thought that i shud just keep it in our records. to remind the future us how mengenyam i am. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not everyone likes us being together.. pleasing everyone is hard, as you probably already know. but all that matters is that we have got blessings from both sides of the family to get this going. and i pray that things will go smoothly for us, though i wasnt expecting a bed of roses. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you darling. muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-7373994304146077825?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/7373994304146077825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=7373994304146077825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7373994304146077825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7373994304146077825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/11/wee-today-i-found-myself-spun-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-3412862482574217455</id><published>2008-11-23T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:47:55.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyheyhey.. good sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear these few days my mood's been really foul. poor abg asek kena marah ajer. take yesterday for example. simple things drove me half crazy. nak menopause ker? kekeke. im looking forward to better days ahead. insya Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yest we spent the saturday at town before heading to movida. supposed to meet at 5 plus but ehem, plans changed and we reached town at 8 plus. i was craving badly for fried mars balls (not fat mars bars u bucuk!) and threatened to throw a tantrum if i dont get it. kekeke. abg kelam kabut seyy.. hahah. thank u syg.. finally got it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we head on to movida. like i said, my mood wasnt right. i just wanna keep to myself and poor abg have to kip pujuk2-ing me and eventually got irritated himself. heehee. alah cyg. muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest i almost tonyoh one girl's head cos she kept staring at abg. its not like admiration kinda stare tau. this stare is mcm nk makan punyer stare. like abg got owe her money liddat. she just kept staring even though i was staring back at her. asked abg if he knows her and abg said no. i dont doubt him lah cos that chinese girl also looked abit belo liddat. siap ader blue ribbon on her head lagi to compliment her blue dress. i mean, wtf?? kakaka. ok i let it slide the first time. then comes the next round. she walked past us again, and stared again. she only stared at abg.. eeeeee!!! geram kan?? i shouted,"YES??!" at her but she didnt even turn to look at me. already made a mental reminder to tonyoh her head if she ever comes back. and she didnt. what luck! bummer. dahlah mood aku tgh tak baik, got stupid ppl like dis plak. gerammmm nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then got another chinese girl shuffling. omg dahlah the badan so kaku like tiang lampu, still so semangat nak mampos and can ask wan to battle. wth?? hahah. i showed her the thumbs down sign. i mean, sure i cant shuffle. but i do know how to see right? and from what i saw, she's not good, AT ALL. her badan so straight, and her kaki like terkangkang. eeww.. and then abg came into the picture. cheydebah! some westerners cheered him on and one even came beside me and said,"he's good eh?". wow! hahah. screw u kaku girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my entry seems so jahat seyy today. heehee. just letting off steam lah. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly one more week to go before the official merisik.. heehee. am so excited! just yest mama went to jb with the aunts and uncle and got for me my dulang hantarans, two of which was already decorated. wowww.. seeing them today makes me even more excited. kekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad to say that most of the major major things are settled. looking forward to settling the hantaran gifts next. gonna sizzle it up at tangs or lido during the xmas sale to get the gift toiletries sets for the both of us. soon, soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we still havent settle the cakes cos we havent decided on the colour and flavour. hmm.. im thinking of white.. heehee. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok gonna go do my research now. goodnyte everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling, i love you!! MUACKS. suddenly i miss ur pouts. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: and is anyone else surprised at michael jackson's conversion to islam yesterday?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-3412862482574217455?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/3412862482574217455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=3412862482574217455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3412862482574217455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3412862482574217455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/11/heyheyhey.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-7204291930558568572</id><published>2008-11-16T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:34:55.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah.. finally the day that we've been waiting for have arrived. and i must say that it went on well.. great, in fact. despite the electricity trip, of course. heehee. nenek was just starting her speech when the lights went out. hahah! what an experience man.. no thanks to the oven. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now that the two families have discussed this and that (i cudnt eavesdrop much of their conversation, hmph), our plans have also been altered. the official merisik will happen on dec 21st.. and the engagement, ermm well, was brought forward to JANUARY!! so that leaves us with about 2 months to settle everything! omg omg omg! so kelam kabut.. but so fun! and ryte now im so excited.. cos i will have a good enough reason to splurge on nxt mth's sale. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the engagement duration, was reduced to 1 year. hmm.. lets pray that we'll get thru that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after the whole discussion is over, i followed his fam to lestari for dinner. yummm! had my favourite sweet &amp; sour chicken.. sedap, you. and then after that it was off to the dam, where we discussed things. wowee!! Alhamdulillah.. im feeling so happy now.. only God noes how im feeling. abg kept teasing and jotos-ing me all the way cos i kept smiling to myself. heehee. best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was jaja's wedding reception. met few of my friends.. and while taking pix on the dais together with her, i realised that all of them are married! hahah.. noti! all nvr wait for me.. but im catching up.. slowly.. kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok abg is waiting for me to call him now. i oso need to get to sleep.. i know im going to have the sweetest dreams tonight. woohoo! goodnyte everyone reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you syg! yay yay nk kawin! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: thanks nad for the SO VERY belated bdae present! THANK YOU!! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-7204291930558568572?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/7204291930558568572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=7204291930558568572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7204291930558568572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7204291930558568572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/11/alhamdulillah.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8369717569054367284</id><published>2008-11-13T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:24:57.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally.. a proper date with my baby dearest. i had a great nite, thank you syg! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i reported sick for work today. heehee.. was on msn, surfing, and then an afternoon nap. afterwards, abg called to say he's bringing me out on a date. weeEEeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis, cos he wanna buy a cheap spare watch for work. $5 oni.. heehee. i finally bought for myself something; a casual dress for the upcoming family day.. woohoo! at only $10.. al-maklumlah, tgh save the moolahs. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around.. tried the new cornetto chocolate mcflurry.. ooo yummm.. but abit muak. and after awhile it feels like something is stuck on the roof of my mouth. and i dont like that. eurghh.. but aside from that, it was good. sweet &amp; crunchy, i dont know, like some bits of peanut or something.. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, abg desperately tried to put me on sugar-high today. he made me drink a whole bottle of coke.. weeyy! probably in a bid to make me happy.. but na-ah, the pms is still reigning. kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abt 8, abg drove over to marina square.. wanna watch movie! and i chose rec.. abg was kinda skeptical at first but when he saw the movie poster and the ratings it got, he finally decided on that. yay!! cos i saw quantum of solace's review on channelnewsasia and it wasnt that good.. bah! and we cant watch madagascar cos we wanna watch it on saturday.. soooo rec it is. and im glad we made tht choice.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok rec is one crazy movie.. in a good way. its like those blair witch kinda movie.. so ure actually seeing from the cameraman's view.. i actually wanna type a short synopsis of the story but im tired.. hahah.. okok, just noe that the story is abt a mutant infection.. story is in spanish, and i saw that there is going to be an english one called quarantine. but i dunno if its the same storyline.. hmmm.. anyhoos, thats in my personal opinion. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argghh 12:23?? i wanna go slp liao.. gdnyte my folks.. and gdnyte my bucuk.. u smell so bucuk these days.. tak mandi eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still i love you. alot. a whole lot. alot of alot. MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8369717569054367284?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8369717569054367284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8369717569054367284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8369717569054367284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8369717569054367284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-3871575160041104790</id><published>2008-11-12T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:28:33.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya! just passing by for a quickie.. wasting my time for meeting ltr. bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am feeling feverish rite now, shud be due to the menstrual cramps which im having rite now. surprising, cos i dont normally get cramps. but now that it came, wahlau! so painful.. i kept clutching my tummy and my colleague kept insisting that i see a doctor straightaway. nah.. not for now. if it persists, then only do i see one. i'll try to keep a clean record for as long as i can maintain, yah? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things to look forward to this week: mit up with nizah &amp; mas (90% not happening - but we'll see), mit up with fiza &amp; frenz (higher chance of going), family day (hmm...) &amp; of course, the much awaited "merisik" part 1 this sunday. weeEEeee! *berdegup jantungku bila ku dengar namamu ahh ahh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merisik part 1 bcos his grand &amp; probably his mum will meet my parents to discuss the official merisik date, the date when they will all come to discuss my dowry &amp; the engagement date &amp; the marriage date all that lah. so merisik part 1 is the first step gitu lah. ntah aper aku merepek pon aku tak tahu. im getting the jitters. *shudders* or is the "official merisik" called "meminang"?? wahlau eyy.. melayu terms ah, i mati liao. brrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa i really dunno how things'll be like.. i mean, shud i or shud i not be there? i know it'll b a little awkward to be present in the midst of their discussion and hearing what they have to say about our future plans.. i can sooo imagine! but on the other hand, how wud it be like without me around?? then they will discuss things without my approval then how? heehee. im worrying too much. lets just wait for this sunday, otey? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg is going to be alright lah cos he have to work the nite shift. and his family is only coming after maghrib. sooo.. i'm left with all the worrying. hmph. nehmind, i sleep. *bluekz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess im not the only one affected by this whole next-step thing. mama is already collecting namecards from different caterers whenever she went to weddings and found the food great. plus, she also showed me pix of pelamins &amp; baju pengantin. wah wah wah.. bukan main lincah lagi nak halau aku keluar? hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this looks like a really rambling long entry when in fact im rushing for meeting. hahah! ok nw folks.. till nxt time.. probably sunday. lepas dorang balek i will quickly update u okay bloggie? kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: my darling is so sweet to skip work today to spend time with me. appreciate it love! MUACKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-3871575160041104790?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/3871575160041104790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=3871575160041104790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3871575160041104790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3871575160041104790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/11/heya-just-passing-by-for-quickie.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-3620151323824412298</id><published>2008-11-08T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T14:58:07.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SRU1GiWwEuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5_OWvLL7UaY/s1600-h/cut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SRU1GiWwEuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5_OWvLL7UaY/s320/cut.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266173725697381090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(click to enlarge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehem. the one thing that we've been keeping to ourselves all these while. so since everything is settled (will be &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; settled next sunday) between our families, we thought that it is about time we blog about this to announce to the world. heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though, erm.. we're just getting engaged. haha! i got a rude shock when i opened up my photographer's page to see "solemnisation". that will onli happen, ermm about a year and a half from the above-mentioned date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, preparations are still ongoing. approximately 4 months from now. our 3rd anniversary is also going to be celebrated by close friends &amp; family. how nice! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so excited (and happy!) about us going one step further in our relationship. this is also after given encouragement by our families, who kept wanting to marry us off early. ehem. not many couples in this world have blessings from both sides of the family. we're just blessed, thats all. i thank his family for accepting me and my family for accepting him. i can go on forever with this, you noe. but i'll stop here, cos im going to meet my fiance-to-be soon. heehee *da gatal*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! it feels so good to finally let it out here... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you sayang. see you in awhile. MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-3620151323824412298?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/3620151323824412298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=3620151323824412298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3620151323824412298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3620151323824412298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/11/click-to-enlarge-ehem.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SRU1GiWwEuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5_OWvLL7UaY/s72-c/cut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-1101864752736511006</id><published>2008-11-07T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:06:40.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am waiting for my little bushuk now. i dunno where we're heading to but it doesnt matter, as long as we get to meet. esp since he'll be working tomorrow, malam pulak tu. boohoo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayah is having a fever and was given 3 days of mc. im afraid of contracting it after mindlessly sharing his oats using his spoon! oopsey. lets pray i dont get it ok? i hate being sick! my migraine have put me in bed feeling all miserable most of my life and thats enough. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am so excited for next week. i do hope things will go smoothly, and as planned. insya Allah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muacks bucuk! i hear your car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-1101864752736511006?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/1101864752736511006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=1101864752736511006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1101864752736511006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1101864752736511006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/11/am-waiting-for-my-little-bushuk-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-3134339852990549765</id><published>2008-11-03T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:18:26.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got off the phone with my little baby bushuk. we r planning to go for breakfast tomorrow. oh yupyup! i got my day off tomorrow, lucky me! today was quite a hard day at work seyy. esp since im covering pharmacy. and poor abang have to wait for me. *muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaanyway, the good news, yes.. it IS good news! hahah. but shhh cannot disclose here first. maybe later, when everything is confirmed. in the meantime, lets just go ahead with the preparations first. it'll be more exciting this way. teehee =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i had a blast on my 22nd! i can safely say that it was the most memorable bday ever! it was a day full of surprises, from the start to the end. and i cant thank him enough for all of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, he surprised me with a bouquet of fresh roses at the void-deck. 3 of 'em, representing I LOVE YOU. awww.. sweet is the word. and then he took me skydining. okay this surprise i've already gotten to know beforehand. hahah! cos him, the bongok one, go and reserve it under his email account, which i have access to. bongok kan kan kan?? hahah. and den dier marah sendiri. siao meow. *bluekz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i've been wanting to ride on a cable car since forever. but my crazy ayah kept telling me that the cable car will stop in the middle of the line &amp; open the door at the bottom. i dunno how my reaction was at that moment (i know i was VERY young) but it shud somehow cross between are-you-insane-dad and im-not-that-stupid-you-know. okay speaking of my dad, he's on the phone now and the way he speaks ah... headache man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayah: eh hello brudder. alamaaaakkk.. gua caya lu ah. *laughs*laughs* baik ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo perasan anak metropolitan you know. sekali smack, dua kali tergolek. hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i know i sidetracked kan. hahah.. sorrreeeee.. so yup, it was my first time on a cable car and i already felt sooo happy! getting to dine it is just icing on the cake. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that the food was fantabulous?? dun judge food by its quantity, heehee. by the end of the course, we were already so full. or issit cos we drank too much water? hahah. one person gets 3 types of water seyy. iced water, and then we were given complimentary fruit punches, and then tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the mashed potatoes which comes with the dory fish fillet. sedap giler! and for starters we were served with cream of tomato soup and garlic crostini. both of them goes well with each other and they tasted really good! cheyy aku promoting nmpk. braper dorang bayar aku ni eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a surprise oreo cheesecake for me during dessert, which was apple crumble. why do i keep thinking of creme brulee?? must be my sweet tooth. *ignore, ignore* oh and the crew sang to me! aiyoh so paisey maisey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was during dessert that abg gave me another shock! he pulled out an 18K diamond pendant on a white gold necklace from SK jewellery!! oh well, i didnt know then that it was from SK or that it was diamonds cos he didnt give it to me straight from the box. he kept the necklace itself in his pants cos he didnt know where to put it without me knowing. hahah. busuk benar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was so touched seyy. i dunno how to react to all of these. first of all, im not one who normally celebrates my birthday. of course, i love to celebrate others'. but when it comes to mine, i just dont feel its necessary. actually i planned on a chalet for my bdae this year, but due to the lack of enthusiasm, nothing was done in the end. hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i have to compliment abg on the good job of surprising me, although u did made a booboo halfway through. muacks! and also for planning this out all on ur own. normally THAT would be my job. bluek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really had fun! thank you love! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bestie mas celebrated a belated one with me at safra yishun's eatzi. we kept going there cos of its nice ambience &amp; good food. so nice to be dining beside the swimming pool. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had mixed grill whilst mas had the black pepper steak.. yummm sedaapp! and then for dessert we had the molten lava cake. the one which oozes of melted chocolate when u slice it. ooohh just the mention of it! someday am going to bring abg to dine there. he kept complaining that i don't dine with him there. abeh mcm maner?? everytime we wanna eat there u have to work! someday k syg? muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had alotta fun with my bestie. we dun really meet up very often so when we finally get to meet, you can imagine how chaotic we can get! hehehe. most people don't understand our friendship, but hey, we've been together for 11 years, we should know better. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sat nite, went to bik lynn's for her 33rd bdae. had abit of fun watching susuk with the rest, and screaming our heads off. giler! and of course, camwhoring. thats like the most important thing. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, abg took me to clarke quay, together with yazid and liza. olso met boi. well my nite was half spoiled. this one threw temper, this one cannot kena langgar sikit, and another one card hilang. haiyah. if onli i wasnt that high i wud've got into a fit myself. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i managed to find a piece of $10 note on the ground on the way out. hahah! Alhamdulillah. so since abg wasnt driving, the money was used for the cab fare. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i have to be honest with myself. i dont enjoy clubbing anymore, straight-jack. perhaps it has something to do with me starting young. or perhaps its just myself. but my definition of enjoyment doesnt involve grooving on the dance-floor and banging to the sickest beats. even abg noticed that i was trying my best to make myself happy. but truth is, this is not what i want. we could waste the money on a movie and even supper after that. now that would really really make my day. i'm hoping to rope abg in as well. make him realise that all the clubbing is just an utter waste of time &amp; money (eventhough he always argues that its his off day so he has all the time in the world and that he didnt spend a cent - ALWAYS!). nvm.. slowly, but surely... *grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, im done updating i think. been doing this for about 2 hours plus you know. very slow hor. yup, im tak-tahu-diam like that. hmm... im planning for another movie marathon all by myself tonite. thinking of fishing that ben &amp; jerry's tub out of the fridge but na-ah, the nite is cold enough. heehee. or shud i just continue reading my harry potter book? hmm.. contemplating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nehmind.. good nyte all! cant wait for the breakfast date with u tomorrow darling. MUACKS! lovey you! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu cyg ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-3134339852990549765?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/3134339852990549765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=3134339852990549765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3134339852990549765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3134339852990549765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-got-off-phone-with-my-little-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-2933564871186162509</id><published>2008-10-30T15:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T16:18:26.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me! heehee. cant believe it, i turned a year older today. and here i am, an official eighteener. no? oh ryte.. twenty-two. my golly! where was i during the past 4 yrs??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rriigghhtt.. time flies by so fast and so swiftly tat i havent had time to sit down and watch myself grow. who i was before, and who i am now. two totally different personas. but im really glad of the change that time has inflicted upon me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite my 2 besties, sheila &amp; mas, was supposed to hold a dinner for me. but sheila's granddad was admitted to hospital so the date was cancelled. was kinda sad, of course. especially since i have been anticipating it the whole time. BUT, being the kind friend that she is, she drove to my place and gave me a tub of ben&amp;jerry's cheesecake brownie &amp; a small-sized cake, complete with a knife &amp; candles. awww.. that was really very sweet of her. *melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought the cake over to the dam to share it with abang. lit up the candles all. hahah.. and abg sabo-ed me. GRRR.. bucuk you! onli managed a slice of the cake, though. too creamy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the exact stroke of midnight, abang called me up and wished me a happy birthday. awww.. and while i was on the phone with him, a msg came in. i cudnt guess it, NADIAH! she remembers.. omg so touching nak mampos ok! these two siblings nak buat aku nangis agaknyer. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up today and saw that yaya wished me a happy birthday. omg! tat one also make me wanna cry! we havent been in touch for so long, and she still remembers my birthday. and then it was mas, thanks bestie! after that, my colleagues fiza &amp; vivian. and shortly after, a msg came from ying. aww you guys! *tearing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i logged on to msn and my lovely friends; asyah, mira, fiza, sheila, dian &amp; kak lynn wished me a happy birthday. mas even wrote "happy birthday bestie!" as her personal message. argghh cannot take it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked my email, and saw kak salbinah wishing me a happy birthday too. and while surfing the net, my brother came out of his room, nudged me using his foot (kurangajar si setan ni. nasib baik mood aku baik) and wished me. my brother! of all people!! and just awhile ago mama called and wished me too!! argghh! happy till i want to faint!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dun think my happiness is stopping here. later abg is bringing me out. yay! lets go dating! okok i need to bathe now if i dun want to be late.. bubbye friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: still 18 bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-2933564871186162509?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/2933564871186162509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=2933564871186162509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2933564871186162509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2933564871186162509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-to-me-heehee.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8152844631944479324</id><published>2008-10-19T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:29:28.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola! we meet again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having a movie marathon all by myself, while abg is slogging at work. i watched 50 first dates (my favourite since i dont-know-when), 1408 &amp; now dead silence, complete with coke &amp; chips. im fast becoming a couch potato. teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite we went to 2 open houses. first was to wahid &amp; faiza's. faiza is my cousin kak tika's husband abg fizal's sister. confusing much? heehee. and wahid happens to be abg's colleague. its a small, small world. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw my cutie niece, nayli arissa. argghh geram betol dgn budak tu. sooo chubby &amp; mentel. heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that we went over to zuhaidi &amp; yana's. who lives at the opposite block of wahid &amp; faiza's. i simply LOVE their house. arggh! its so cosy &amp; pretty, so idealistic. if im going to have a house, i want it to be something like dat. modern look with just a touch of sophistication, yet humble at the same time. and the best part is, the colour combi! i love colour combis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they engaged an interior designer to do up their house, no wonder so pretty. i also want!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with them girls &amp; then both abg &amp; i went over to east coast. the best thing happened. we have just finished buying drinks and then abg asked me,"nak beli makan pape tak?", to which i replied,"nak beli beef steak?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we realised then that we both actually thought of the same thing all along! heehee. ooh love you abang! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh im taking so long with this entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so we settled down at a bbq pit near the longkang. romantic sungguh.. took pix, ate our beef steak, or mutton steak, talked &amp; talked.. and then we decided to sit down somewhere else. and this new place, tersangatlah gelap. became sleepy after awhile and we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the car, saw fiza &amp; mamat on bike, and kak lynn &amp; mael on another. so excited seyy.. heehee! and abg kept on dozing off till i have to smack him every now and then to wake him up. in times like these, i wish that i have the driver's license. but i've been procrastinating alot. furthermore, i need the money for other more important usage. hopefully anytime soon ok darlz? promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i wanna rest for awhile. now's the best part of the show. weeEEeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some things to share:&lt;br /&gt;- kak su is planning for a one day trip to KL nxt mth. go saturday for shopping and come back on sunday. woohoo! that sounds like fun! although the cancelled road trip to KL sounds more fun. howells!&lt;br /&gt;- family day is coming, and i have to perform something. argghh what performance??&lt;br /&gt;- im going to appear in hansei times. keh keh keh!&lt;br /&gt;- abg is ermm planning for my bday. hahah! no need susah2 lah busuk. MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u ltr syg. in about 3 hours' time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8152844631944479324?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8152844631944479324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8152844631944479324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8152844631944479324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8152844631944479324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/10/hola-we-meet-again-im-having-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-5345990752779717572</id><published>2008-10-13T10:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:14:01.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aper sajalah yg si budak abg ni merepek.. tapi takperlah, its worth the effort, cos i cant stop smiling. hahah! i dunno eh.. like so happy seeing ur post. it took me months to coax him into updating, and at last he did. wah im like one proud mother yg tgk anak dier nyer composition. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so abg have pretty much summed up everything eh.. hmm.. let me just become nasi tambah sket eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----continued at 1252pm----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u believe it?? i've been running around the polyclinic for the past hour or so! whew! if its not one, its another. argghh penat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday, there was a change of plan, his family wanna go over to jurong first. so takkan kiter nak pegi jurong kan jauh2. called some of our friends up, and dorg deliberately tanak angkat agaknyer. hahah! so last resort, pegi ajelah rumah tok husin first. pheewitt! pandai jalan sendiri seyy! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met nek minah &amp; tok kandi there.. duduk2, makan2, tgk2 tv, tgk2 org.. bik lala, long nasir &amp; family pon dtg. makin meriahlah suasana dipetang raya. they came and they left, baru abg's family pon dtg. heehee. right, from 5plus to 8 gitu kiter tunggu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh wait ah, i wanna go mamam. bluek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---continued at 1:44pm----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*burp* just had my lunch of chicken pau and teh tarik. nowadays during lunchtime i can only gulp down these, none other. but during dinnertime, nafsu terbukak like anak jin. hmph! careful, careful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sambung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama abg &amp; nenek was discussing to go to my place, but my mama have to work the afternoon shift. so they pushed it to the next day instead. so after tok husin's house, we proceeded to ermm mokteh's (aku ni main rembat jer tau - hahaha) house. i was introduced as the "tunang".. omg! bluek ah u nenek! heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we proceeded to cik lina's house.. cik lina syg, bukan cik errmm.. jotos kang! no! hiak hiak hiak hiak.. not hek hek hek hek hek.. lagi boleh ajar eh. hmph! *kentot kan abg*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru berape haus (and baru berapa duit raya terkeluar) and i was already so exhausted. abg still got some energy to go out to movida seyy.. ishk.. maner ajer dier store energy dier tu. i got home and immediately hit the pillow seyy. was too tired for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9 plus to hear mama nagging and nagging away. argghh! got nothing better to do ker ini org?? and then at 10 plus she start again.. i cannot stand it, and immediately got up and flew into a rage. cheyy rage seyy. too extreme lah pulak eh. ok i did threw my temper abit. sape tak marah eh.. pagi2 alreadi nagging. can u imagine how loud her nagging is, when myself behind closed doors bole terbangun?? geram kaaannn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemas2 abit, then cooked my tahu telor, 4 pieces.. hahah.. i cant stop doing it eversince the first time i tried.. thank u abg for the grade A.. you're so generous! wait i chom2 u ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its true what they say.. kalau satu org dtg, den the whole day lah asek org dtg ajer.. ITS TRUE!! first it was abg botak and family.. i was still frying my tahu telor in the kitchen - belom mandi! so i finished the 4th piece &amp; went to bathe.. then about half an hour later, cik ayan and cik yati came. and a few minutes later, kak fauziah &amp; family. aiyoo de budak2, pening kepala man.. heheh.. i kip eyeing the floor for dropped crumbs and such. aku sungguh particular when it comes to these things. luckily this yr tak letak carpet seyy.. if not, pengsan beta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then abg &amp; family came over.. followed by abg gee &amp; yusof. abg have to leave for work (boohoo!) so i sent him down whilst my two mamas bebual2 kosong.. heehee.. and ayah &amp; cik salim pulak, stood outside the house, smoking &amp; "bincang business", as ayah like to call it. ape2 lah ayahku yg &lt;s&gt;boncet&lt;/s&gt; tercinta.. its such a nice feeling seeing both our families talking to each other. yesternite i just cant stop smiling.. right now also.. :) --&gt; see what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss abg so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 8 plus liddat maya &amp; her fiance came.. gosh i oni realised i miss her like wat when i saw her outside my door! we hugged &amp; kissed.. hahah.. we plan on going out together one of these days. i hope so.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that pretty much sums up my weekend.. wow.. i really feel like my weekend's extended seyy. must be the waking up early on sunday. hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gotta go! this entry a little berserak cos im at work and my attention's too often diverted. heehee.. maybe a proper one when i got home later. but on other thoughts, nak update psl aper eh?? all dah update per.. heehee.. soooo next time ajerlah yer.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw syg, u want cat? cerewet pulak eh, nk yg muke penyek &amp; kaki pendek.. bubu kan ader.. heehee.. BlueK! i want rabbit! wait we have our own house kiter bukak mini zoo k? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby i miss you! cepat bangun! chom!! (im shouting, like in the car gitu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!! hiak hiak hiak hiak hiak.. ader2 ajer si budak abg ni ajar bubu. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, in response to the previous post: retrograde amnesia, according to my trusted wikipedia, is &lt;em&gt;a form of amnesia where someone will be unable to recall events that occurred before the onset of amnesia. &lt;/em&gt; with amnesia in itself means &lt;em&gt;a condition in which memory is disturbed.&lt;/em&gt; with that said, u can FORGET (pun intended) about going out for drinks or sorts with ur friends from now on. hmmm.. im brilliant! maybe i shud be a doctor, or a psychiatrist......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-5345990752779717572?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/5345990752779717572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=5345990752779717572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5345990752779717572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5345990752779717572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/10/aper-sajalah-yg-si-budak-abg-ni-merepek.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-7781514799177315750</id><published>2008-10-13T04:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T04:32:31.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha.. looooooongg time i never bloggy!</title><content type='html'>gosh! its been wat?? weeks! months!! close to a year!! (since i last blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sori darling.. heehee..  &lt;br /&gt;well, its 4am and im at work.. dozing off and on, off and on..  the 2nd week of hari raya aidilfitri has just passed..  bubu n i have been busy with work, home and also the layaning of guests..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start from the back.. i woke up ard 1pm, feelin sooo sleepy.. who wont? i slept around 630am.. got home around 530 from movida.. usually go fri nites, dunno why this week i went on a saturday nite.. well, bubu actually wanted to follow but since i left the house around 130, she was too tired.. next time we go together k syg..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so where was i, oh ya, woke up around 1pm and lazed at home and lazed at home, till cik su came.. then bik lala.. then cik og from cik salims side..  all in all, left the house around 6pm wit my family members to go over to bubu's house..  si budak bubu ni masak tahu telor..!  style je the tahu telor.. the shape all nicely made.. overall i give grade A la.. nice la.. wait married already u can cook for me k syg k.. many many telors k.. kekekeke  the visit was a short one for me a i left after eatin.. gottogo to work la katekan..  bubu sent me till the car where we did our goodbye 'ritual' muax sini muax sane.. hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so movin on to saturday.. woke up around 1230pm.. also sleepy! haha, i guess im officialy a sleepyhead.. i love to sleep.. but i love my bubu more la.. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;woke up and called bubu to say we're goin jln raya to tok husin, tok hasan, house over at hougang..  met up around 4? n sat in the car calling our frens as my mum and nenek and atok and stepdad decided to last min go visit dunno which uncle/auntie at jurong before proceeding at hougang.. last2 we just went ahead first to tok husin house.. (mcm da kahwin gitu kite dua) go atok sedare house berdua dua-an saja.. kekekek btw, my bubu nowadays becoming more and more of a baby yg kuat merengek.. suke pekik2 dalam kete.. if one day nvr get to pekik, confirm she will be in bad mood.. so me being the usual caring and loving tunang to be, will let her pekik all she want in the car... NO! hiak hiak hiak hiak hiak hiak hiak!!  haha.. u know i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normal eat this eat that at tok husin house.. we stayed from 5 till about 8 seyy.. lama giler kan.. after tat went to mokteh's pokteh's (stepdad side) house at admiralty where we watched this show on tv.. rosyam noor kawin wit her mum's fren.. cik esah... this cik esah clever in sihir.. so she give rosyam noor drink jampi water and cook for him nasi kangkang everyday.. cian dier..  oh ya, cik su have cats, to husin have cat, pokteh have cat, then nek minah bilang bik lin, m. yadi also have cat. bubu!! i also want cat can?? i want the cat with the penyet face and the kaki pendek one!!  after pokteh house, we went over to cik hmm...  ala, my mama's fren la.. over at admiralty.. SUSAH CARPARK! soorrrttt ajee...  after tat send bubu home lor..  bubu tgn abg atet.. da lama tak type banyak2..  =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, friday..  amnesia.. haha.. bubu i think i have 'retrograde amnesia' too much sleeping pills? oh ya, im still on doxycycline and sumtimes nitra to help me sleep.. *wInK*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, bubu check retrograde amnesia k.. i need help in remembering wat happen friday... then i continue bloggy k baby.. hiak hiak hiak! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atet.. atet pale.. atet pale abg... chommy.. bubu shtroky me... come come.. shtroky pale abg come.. wei! no! dun jotos u bongok u.. hiak3!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bluek*&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-7781514799177315750?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/7781514799177315750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=7781514799177315750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7781514799177315750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7781514799177315750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/10/haha-looooooongg-time-i-never-bloggy.html' title='haha.. looooooongg time i never bloggy!'/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-145572612765864428</id><published>2008-10-06T10:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:31:08.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the walk and talk by the beach was a refreshing retreat.. thank you love for the splendid time. i realised that we havent been communicating effectively these days. we havent been spending quality time for just the both of us too. of course we needed a break from the outside world and just focus on us. us alone. and i cant thank you enough for being so sensitive as to take the initiative to plan that nite. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sure do talk about alot of stuffs. the past - whatever we went through. the present - whatever we have now. the future - whatever it may hold. it was indeed very calming, especially when we've got alot to straighten out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would just like to say that i love you. i may not have shown u enough, but rest assured that i will always be here for you at any time. you're my one &amp; only. i cant imagine life without you by my side. it may sound very cliched but you noe its true dont you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-145572612765864428?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/145572612765864428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=145572612765864428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/145572612765864428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/145572612765864428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/10/walk-and-talk-by-beach-was-refreshing.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-2175838470284155202</id><published>2008-10-03T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T16:14:04.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Selamat Hari Raya friends, family &amp; whoever is reading this right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my raya dis year is the most tiring one i feel. firstly, its the frequent trips to geylang to find our baju kurung. friday, saturday, sunday, monday &amp; tuesday. penat tak? penaaaattt. was so hard to find the perfect baju cos they dont have a size for me! i picked out one shop and they said they dont have the size XS. like what the hell? do i look like an XS?? and then the other shop said they dont have size S. eh hello?!! everyone blind alreadi lorr. so we just continued walking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when did we finally found our baju? on monday nyte (or issit tuesday morning, considering it was past midnite) after our feet were all sore from endless walking. but it was a good bargain, thanks to kak su for the recommendation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got ours at only $245. cheap gileeee.. love it! if we had followed on with our hastiness to get a baju raya asap, we wud've bot the $360 one. but we didnt! so kids, being hasty is no good okie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blue as the ocean, the sky on a cloudless morning. cheyy feeling. smack kang. the corset though was a little too tight for my bust till it cant be zipped right up to the top. kekeke. stop laughing at me! checked and saw that they gave me a size S. i slapped my forehead. *sigh* asked for a size m but they dont have it. GRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kak su suggested that i just buy it and the next day we'll go alter the sides abit so that it'll fit. *whew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, it was halfday for us muslims at work. pls mind the fact that i slept at 3plus the previous nite (pls refer to the paragraphs above on late-nite shopping) and have to report to work at 730am. only a few hours of sleep and i awoke feeling so bodoh2 liddat, like blur giler, and then i felt a headache developing. argghh. so finally my day ended at 1130am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quickly hand-over my collection for the day, and rushed down to posb. onli to find out that they are out of $2 &amp; $5 notes. so i bodoh-ly made my way to ocbc at northpoint instead. the queue took me about 30-45mins. i took the train home (onli one stop pon nk naik train - hehehe) and upon reaching, grabbed my corset and rushed to kak su's place. lepak awhile cos the tailor nids to do something. kak su asked for me to try the corset in front of her so she can see what can be altered. and you noe what? it fits. ARGGHH! bcos the material of the corset is rather hard, like got some besi2 thingy to make it straight, i just need someone to zip it up. heehee. so my bust is really not THAT big. *boohoo* :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i made my way home, and changed into my most tak glam baju butterfly berwarna oren hitam yg koyak ditepi. heehee. and what did i do next? yes, cooked sambal goreng pengantin. mcm paham tau aku ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after cooking, i have to go iron the curtains. and cos my room &amp; the living room windows are longer than average, just imagine me standing there ironing for about an hour plus till my arm grew very sore. i kept giving motivation to myself, yes yes almost finishing. one more, one looonnnngggg more. i won the battle against myself! woohoo. kekeke. normally i wud set it aside thinking that i wud do it in awhile. but this time, no such thing. im so proud of myself! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i ate abit of ketupat and didnt manage to finish even half of it cos i started worrying about the rest of the house. managed to threw away all the rubbish, wiped, vacuumed and cleaned my room in about an hour and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i continued cleaning the living room. vacuumed abit, pinned the curtains for ayah to hang, put away all unused items, laid the tablecloth, and then i retired. but for just a few minutes cos i forgot to change my bedsheet. pink room for me this year, so a pink/purple sheet it is. WEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i assigned apis to throw away all the rubbish &amp; ayah to mop the living room. but in case anyone is interested in this piece of info, he didnt mop at all. GERAM! but im still so proud of myself cos i managed to handle everything myself. mama has to work the nite shift that day so i have to do everything on my own. and i nailed it! heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the mood quickly changed cos by the end of the day i was too tired to do anything, much less going to geylang at 1am. yup, we've actually planned to go to geylang for the last time that nite at 1plus am, when there wud be a lesser crowd. but still i went for it. cian my poor bucuk, dah standby dah at wan &amp; su's place. bluek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geylang was packed, just as i have envisioned. managed to grab a mouthful of cheese hotdogs and burger ramly yg tak dpt ku nyekik akibat terlupa. heehee. it was raining, so we had difficulty walking from place to place. at last we sat at the tourism malaysia booth, with aircon &amp; water cooler. standard seyy tmpt kiter. weee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we onli reached my place at 6am, and even then, ayah was still hanging the curtains. tsktsk.. aper ajer dier buat dari tadi. i slept till about 11am the next morning to mama's nagging for us (both ayah &amp; i) to wake up for jalan2. hmph! realised my neck, back &amp; arms were all sore. hahah. tu lah, tak biase buat keje rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched tv for abit, and then abg called to ask me out to his dad's place. so i got mama to drive me to his place, and i brought along some kuih raya &amp; kuih lapis prune that i made for nenek &amp; his mum. and then we're off to punggol while mama went to cik lin's with ayah. oh just for the record, apis didnt raya with us this year due to work. he insists that more crimes are committed during the festive season. hmph! me, as the big sister, refused to accept any explanation whatsoever, no matter how logical it sounds. HMPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after his dad's, mama invited both nad &amp; abg to cik lin's house for mamam. and so abg drove us to kang ching rd.. i met muttaqi, my loveylove! he's so very cute seyy.. when u say "big eye", he will widen his eyes. when u say "cat", he'll go meow. when u say "tiger", he'll go arrr. argghh im melting. help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after cik lin's, both nad &amp; abg went back home whilst i continued jalan raya with mama &amp; ayah to mak long's. didnt spend as much time there cos first of all, i dont really mix with ayah's side of the family. we dun meet so often and even wen we do, it will be rather awkward, though i know they really tried to be close to me. well, cant help it. i love my mum's side more cos they're more religious &amp; toned down while on the other hand, my dad's side is more rowdy. even so, my dad's side is more attached to one another than my mum's. ahh the plus and minus. still, they're all my family and i accept them all the same. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after mak long, it was mak ngah's. spent abit of time there talking, eating and of course, the customary karaokeing. duet with ayah lagu aci aci buka pintu u noe. tak hensem seyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 11plus or 12 when we left for home. reached only about 1230am. boohoo. have to go to work the next day. UWEKKK!! abg already flat i think, cos i msged him and he didnt reply. grrr. *gigit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was as usual, though i was initially abit blur, probably due to holiday mood which still havent left me system. boohoo. abg best ajer can rest. bluek ah you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work, rested for awhile and then met abg outside my house. both of us like so bored liddat, dunno where to go. finally mama wanna go out to cik piee's place. phew! took boyfie's car, mama wanna fill his petrol full, but abg malu2 dowan. eleh.. at last nk jugak. bluek ah you. heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cik piee's, i cudnt stop eating the kuihs and crackers. hahah. kebulur nampak.. then we went to wak nani's house. along the way, we saw this tree with a very long white sheet hanging on its branch. really look like, you noe. showed it to mama, and she shouted,"eh!". hahah.. terperanjat nampak. tu lah balasannyer suka cakap besar. you noe im a fan of ghost stories and all that stuff. and apiz brought home this dvd, wujud 2, which is a true account of those who wanted to see ghosts for themselves. so those who are willing to take up the challenge were brought to a place for them to sit and wait for the ghosts to appear. i thot it was rather scary, cos u can really see certain beings yg tak sepatotnyer dilihat. and when pointed out, mama said it was bull, and that perhaps they just brought a mannequin or something and hid it there. kan dah kena. nannynannypoopoo *makes muka budak gemok jahat yg abg tk suke* heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont really like wak nani's new husband. well she's a widow, and remarried to this man whom we dont really like being with. i dunno, there's just something about him lah that irks me. aaanyway, im not here to talk about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cik dem was going on and on about his mother in law who prays with the tv on and he cudnt stand it. like how is someone able to pray with the tv turned on? hahah. the expression on his face: priceless. i cannot help it. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, mishi now has a new bodykit. pheewitt! jambu seyy.. ltr will be going down to turf city again to meet uncle bonpen (boncetpendek).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okiedokie, gotta go ready for homey.. byeeee! wah very long seyy my entry. biler abg nk buat entry mcm ni nyer panjang. wait long, wait very looonnngggggg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-2175838470284155202?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/2175838470284155202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=2175838470284155202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2175838470284155202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2175838470284155202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya-friends-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8494393939258249518</id><published>2008-09-21T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:53:56.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am on a self-proclaimed break from a back-breaking task of making kuihs.. argghh! to be honest, i absolutely loathe making kuihs, cooking. well basically i hate doing anything which requires me to pay my utmost attention. i have a very short attention span, heehee. but i have to do this &amp; deprive myself of my beauty sleep cos 1) it is my duty to help my mama who is already so worn out from making kuihs ALL DAY (i dunno how she did it) and 2) cos im also making kuihs for mama abg. heehee. can u believe it one fine sunny day she smsed me asking if im making kuihs tis year, and tat she actually wanna BUY from me?? ermm.. i dont even noe if its that good to be sold so i kindly declined, but offered to give her for free instead. buat malu jer, org dah bayar den skali biler makan ter-gag pulak. where to put my tembam face? *hee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so without guidance (mama dah membuta), im more than determined to make this work. just pray that i dont fall asleep on the couch while the kuihs are in the oven. abg knows me well enough to know that these shits happen to me all the time. yes, im THAT selenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie i just realised that i have little patience wen it comes to teaching. there's this new colleague who is understudying me, and after a few days i found her close to impossible! its so hard to drill some knowledge into her and she's freaking 22! it could be that my teaching method is not effective enough. but still! i have a load of patients waiting &amp; a time quota to hit and she can shower me with a million questions, questioning my every move &amp; my every instructions! it drives me up, down &amp; back up the wall. seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but patience is a virtue.. and sesungguhnya aku berpuasa.. so i managed to calm my ownself down. hehehe.. next week's another week with her and if after 2 weeks there is still no blog post in here, then im already strapped in a strait jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we went down to bugis.. broke fast at tong seng, had my all time favourite laksa with extra cockles &amp; no taugeh. abg ate nasi ayam &amp; also ordered siew mai. 2 1/2 for me &amp; 2 1/2 for him. grr cannot finish! *jotos*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then to the movies next. watched mirrors, and i think its pretty good. terperanjat bubu! the last i saw myself in the mirror, i grew quite expectant of certain beings behind me and such, or my own face distorted. ooo scary mary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i need to get back to my kuihs and hopefully finish it up before sahur. im feeling quite sleepy already.. *boohoo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep tite syg bubu yg kena gi work later. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8494393939258249518?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8494393939258249518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8494393939258249518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8494393939258249518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8494393939258249518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/09/am-on-self-proclaimed-break-from-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-6073197501889940188</id><published>2008-09-17T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:23:54.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found myself repeating the same song over &amp; over again these few days. this one song brought me some inner peace. so here i would like to share the song which i have grown to love.. good things are to be shared, afterall. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/mPPnR5Fp0L/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/mPPnR5Fp0L/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go ahead, click on it. may u feel what i feel. wish i have it on mp3 though, instead of having to log in to imeem just to listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: oh i wud also like to add.. my headache is back! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-6073197501889940188?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/6073197501889940188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=6073197501889940188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6073197501889940188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/6073197501889940188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-found-myself-repeating-same-song-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-1954003702062634760</id><published>2008-09-15T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:56:30.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a new peribahasa.. "tunggu abang update, is the day i get over my coulrophobia." go and pandai2 find the meaning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally cut my hair short on saturday.. quite short for the normal me.. even abg was surprised.. kekeke.. sorry bushuk.. so rimas.. love you. and i keep trying to touch my phantom waist-length hair, onli to realise that it trails up to my shoulders.. and then it hit me: its short! so short! (im just being a drama queen) but i love it, cos finally i got rid of the many split-ends, and my head feels so much lighter now. woohooey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and abg cut his hair too! so short too! heehee.. it made him really insecure, asking me each &amp; everytime if he looked like an egg.. no darling, u dont look like an egg. aper ajer.. u look like kinder bueno surprise.. u noe, the chocolate egg which holds toys inside of it? at least better than the normal eggs kan.. it means ure sweet.. ohh my bucuk2.. :)&lt;br /&gt;[i can see u gritting ur teeth.. kekeke]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh wait.. patient asking for toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we broke fast at cahaya, got seats about 5 mins upon our arrival, which was quite fast considering the amount of ppl breaking their fast there. ate my favourite prawn noodle soup &amp; abg had the dry version.. PLUS you tiao.. oohh yummayyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jalan2 for awhile before we head on to geylang.. forget about going there taking private transport.. argghh how can i forget?? too ghairah to find our baju raya, kuihs &amp; singkong.. quite a wasted trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached home about 12 plus.. woke up for sahur at 445am, and then abg called me up at 630, telling me that we're going to meet faizal at 8am, so he's fetching me at about 730 liddat.. told him to wake me up at 7am instead.. heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siao.. like time kerja liddat.. so one whole week i wake up at 7.. grrr bushuk punyer abg.. dragged me to see his car accessories at jb.. cos im the financial advisor.. i determine wat can be bought and what cant.. kekeke. MWAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh jap jap.. got work.. heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie backy! argghh patient's coming at 11am and my doctor have to finish writing the reports at 10am.. and now i have to slog away trying to compile everything.. my doctor eh, mintak kena jotos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argghh i cant concentrate blogging seyy.. why ppl must pay $144.45 using cash?? waitwait i count money first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok im back for good.. weeEEeee! continue, so ya abg fetched me and then we waited for faizal at his block.. janji 8am, den he came down at 8:40am.. hmph! i kira one okay!! heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;causeway was a little congested.. slow moving traffic.. faizal drove ahead of us but we reached earlier than him.. kekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg changed his exhaust!! now his car sounds abit garang.. heehee.. eleh, suke lah tu suke lah tu.. costs RM800+.. i forgot how much the + is.. but thats it, no more spending.. degil kepala batu.. wait come march no money how?? grrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faizal finally broke his fast.. hahaha! tak sampai zuhur.. tsktsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to wash abg's 2 weeks old but very berabuk car next.. for RM8, i say they did a very good job.. kudos to the unsung heroes.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then its back home where we slept till noon, and then abg met me for 5 mins before he went to work.. 5 mins pon jadi.. hahaha.. seriously! the clock in abg's car showed 625pm, which onli leaves us with 5 mins cos he normally leave for work at 630pm. hahah.. haiyah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a big bottle of green tea for him.. my poor shweet little shoogumsboogums..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayah bought fried crabs, ikan kerapu &amp; mee hongkong from lestari for the 4 of us.. i just succeeded halfway through my mee hongkong and then i gave up. too much for the fasting tummy.. heehee.. but i still managed to eat the chocolate cookies my mum made, which tasted and smelt like famous amos, and brownies too.. dap nyer.. weeEEeee! u gotta love them chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was too full after buka that i slept on the couch watching herbie straight to sahur.. aiyooo.. woke up to messages &amp; missed calls.. my poor darling.. i quickly msged sorry to him.. kekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i nid to end tis now. tired of typing from just now u noe.. heehee.. and people, today is civil defence day. later if u hear alarm dont panic hor.. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and darling, my numero uno.. Я тебя люблю.&lt;br /&gt;see you later syg, same place kat belakang, oni abit late okie?&lt;br /&gt;MWAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-1954003702062634760?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/1954003702062634760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=1954003702062634760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1954003702062634760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1954003702062634760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-new-peribahasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-4227415197276910095</id><published>2008-09-09T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:33:30.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if truth be told, im rather, ermm.. hungry rite now. i onli had one piece of kebab for buka &amp; i didnt get up for sahur today. actually i did get up when the alarm went off at 445am but thot i'd snooze for 5 mins ltr, and then i awoke to find that it was already 6:19am. ehem. bongok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make things worse, there's this random girl who messaged me on facebook asking where i took the display pic at. it was at ami's cafe/restaurant, and as u can guess, we started talking about restaurants. and ermm.. my mind sorta drift to food next. ouh have mercy! but nvm.. i'll persevere. cobaan.. as abg normally puts it. its only about 7.5 hours (SEVEN-POINT-FIVE HOURS!!) to break-fast. ehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about facebook, i urged friends to rsvp xiaxue's party at thumper on facebook. haha! just for the fun of it jelah. kan lagi bulan puasa, so cannot go clubbing. *innocent look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hows ur Ramadhan everyone? think mine have been great so far! havent "buang" any yet, Alhamdulillah. this Ramadhan im hoping to save money.. first week have been good as i only broke my fast at home. but once the money is out it cant stop! started spending on friday, cos my mum wasnt around due to overtime. thus i have to find something to eat for my bro and i. spent on macdonalds. but tats ok. sunday, bought burger ramly &amp; donuts for the fam and then yesterday, i bought kebab, which is so ex! eh wait eh, kebab pakai duit abg so doesnt count. hiakhiakhiak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've been to geylang sipaku geylang (geylang!!).. sadly, it was kinda disappointing as all i saw is what i've seen in the previous years. no change? boohoo.. but funnily enough, tat is also the reason why i keep wanting to go there. i think its the atmosphere, never mind the fact tat i need not even look at the clothes hanging here &amp; there for i already know what to expect. i think its the people bustling &amp; jostling their way around, looking for their hari raya needs, never mind the fact tat it gets way annoying at times. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a few people, waved a few people, handshaked a few people. i feel happy that nite, Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then it rained rather heavily. big boohoo! my mood took a downturn almost immediately, esp with abg constantly asking where i wanna go. i dont know! it was raining and i wanna walk yet i dont know where to go! hrmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw ayat-ayat cinta and made a mental note to purchase it before we head home. saw kebab, and turkish icecream. saw char kway sotong &amp; burgers. nanti beli, nanti beli. but in the end, i accomplished nothing. lupa, malas &amp; just dont want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i managed to get something i havent had in a few years... telur penyu! kekeke.. yummyyummyyumyum! as much as i am on the almost-extinct species conserving side, i couldnt fight the temptation. finally!! okok, no more k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, just for the record, i DID get to watch ayat2 cinta. finally bought the dvd.. heehee. some of my friends said that the movie is not as good as the novel. hmm.. anyone agrees? and now can anyone tell me where i can find the novel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thot i have something to share but it slipped my mind. dahlah, save it for another time. im going to take an hour's nap soon. to stop my head from thinking of fooood. to distract this tummy from grumbling. kekeke.. good afternoonight all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my bucuk who is sleeping, pemalas giler nk update, i love you. cannot chom cos tgh puasa. heehee. *virtual kiss* (mcm anakmelayu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-4227415197276910095?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/4227415197276910095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=4227415197276910095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4227415197276910095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4227415197276910095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-truth-be-told-im-rather-ermm.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-647657541300997459</id><published>2008-09-04T08:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:48:24.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>watefs</title><content type='html'>wahwahwah... i can hear crickets, i can see cobwebs forming on this blog already. well unlike some people (you noe who, thr's just the two of us), my internet connection is again on strike. feeling2 bangkok's state of emergency gitu lah. argghh frustration, frustration! i feel like chucking the laptop, battery's not included, down the rubbish chute for good. gerammmm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaanyway, Happy Ramadhan to all! time sure flies eh.. tau2 da puasa lagi. Alhamdulillah, i am well enough to fast. this Ramadhan, im seeking peace. too much have been happening in my life lately and i think its all going at bullet-train speed. im slowing down, catching up with myself, and making sure im surrounded by the people i love &amp; care for. Insya Allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i feel like renovating this blog.. yelah, sempena hari raya yg bakal menjelang ni. but i like this as it is. and my lappytoppy takder photoshop. bluek.. see how la later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay since im in the mood, im going to furnish this blog with some pictures taken from the past events, since abg si kaki komplen kips telling me our blog is too wordy. hrmph! effort!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIREWORKS CRUISE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe, abit basi. but i can still feel the excitement.. woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVLbHhvKgI/AAAAAAAAASA/sD8qa0G6p-Y/s1600-h/IMG_3369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239176670764542466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVLbHhvKgI/AAAAAAAAASA/sD8qa0G6p-Y/s320/IMG_3369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my nails for the nite; nude pink base with white dots. and pls eh, stop asking if i used liquid paper on my nails. NO, NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVLbQL7PII/AAAAAAAAASQ/t5epLg2FQCw/s1600-h/IMG_3401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239176673088978050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVLbQL7PII/AAAAAAAAASQ/t5epLg2FQCw/s320/IMG_3401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the ticket to the most romantic date ever. hahah, for me at least. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVwF2pxPWI/AAAAAAAAASg/U8xREv4vCuU/s1600-h/IMG_3412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239216987387805026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVwF2pxPWI/AAAAAAAAASg/U8xREv4vCuU/s320/IMG_3412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dlm byk2 mi, mi aper yg kita tk bole mkn? teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVLa3Xp0hI/AAAAAAAAAR4/2-j4H2P75mw/s1600-h/IMG_3387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239176666427281938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVLa3Xp0hI/AAAAAAAAAR4/2-j4H2P75mw/s320/IMG_3387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just the two of us. but of course lah kan. tkkan nk panggil awak ikut. menyemak jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVLbEC8dFI/AAAAAAAAASI/83Mhmn6UOIc/s1600-h/IMG_3393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239176669830083666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVLbEC8dFI/AAAAAAAAASI/83Mhmn6UOIc/s320/IMG_3393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yay! the &lt;s&gt;boat&lt;/s&gt; tongkang which is going to bring us to our destination is finally here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVLbrhsj2I/AAAAAAAAASY/WuFU8bhMt-E/s1600-h/IMG_3413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239176680428048226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVLbrhsj2I/AAAAAAAAASY/WuFU8bhMt-E/s320/IMG_3413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; psychedelic much? heheh. btw i just realised singapore is breathtakingly beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVwGGk1kyI/AAAAAAAAASo/C6G_PPeo9jc/s1600-h/IMG_3420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239216991662084898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVwGGk1kyI/AAAAAAAAASo/C6G_PPeo9jc/s320/IMG_3420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we're in the boat already! muka aku excited tak? teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVwGfWuLZI/AAAAAAAAASw/QEFbuR1HvaA/s1600-h/IMG_3445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239216998313766290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVwGfWuLZI/AAAAAAAAASw/QEFbuR1HvaA/s320/IMG_3445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; reached the destination.. waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVwG6uXBTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/0Tk4yKy9ijs/s1600-h/IMG_3456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239217005660669234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVwG6uXBTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/0Tk4yKy9ijs/s320/IMG_3456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; still waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVwHCUtmJI/AAAAAAAAATA/oWepbdSyW5A/s1600-h/IMG_3483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239217007700580498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVwHCUtmJI/AAAAAAAAATA/oWepbdSyW5A/s320/IMG_3483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is exactly the distance between us &amp;amp; the fireworks-fire-place (aku tak taulah the correct term). quite near kan? yes.. thus the best view. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie moving on please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KAK LYNN'S ENGAGEMENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV0lzeyAsI/AAAAAAAAATo/KrrIpvF9yj8/s1600-h/IMG_3486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239221934338736834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV0lzeyAsI/AAAAAAAAATo/KrrIpvF9yj8/s320/IMG_3486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fiza &amp;amp; rina jadi anak2 andam for the day. private limited ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV0mAqUkEI/AAAAAAAAATw/aC9P8noPrUU/s1600-h/IMG_3488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239221937876799554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV0mAqUkEI/AAAAAAAAATw/aC9P8noPrUU/s320/IMG_3488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the bride-to-be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV0mYPdGlI/AAAAAAAAAT4/NsB_sLMQk4I/s1600-h/IMG_3490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239221944206563922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV0mYPdGlI/AAAAAAAAAT4/NsB_sLMQk4I/s320/IMG_3490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the gifts for the guy. tak cukup wide lah screen camera aku so cannot take the whole bed. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV0m70m2qI/AAAAAAAAAUA/tGBnNLkFW7Q/s1600-h/IMG_3497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239221953757633186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV0m70m2qI/AAAAAAAAAUA/tGBnNLkFW7Q/s320/IMG_3497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; customary picture in every engagement/wedding ceremony: pose beside gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV0nLvfhsI/AAAAAAAAAUI/DWLMQqQ16Go/s1600-h/IMG_3498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239221958031148738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV0nLvfhsI/AAAAAAAAAUI/DWLMQqQ16Go/s320/IMG_3498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of course lah eh. my face kena ader. tak sah, if not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV2gk0OCWI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/eL8WqdteVIo/s1600-h/IMG_3505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239224043526031714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV2gk0OCWI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/eL8WqdteVIo/s320/IMG_3505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sarung cincin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV2hQc_lrI/AAAAAAAAAUY/aTf4gqNSPiI/s1600-h/IMG_3506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239224055239775922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV2hQc_lrI/AAAAAAAAAUY/aTf4gqNSPiI/s320/IMG_3506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; closeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV2h_VbN2I/AAAAAAAAAUg/MWb9SzH-0Q4/s1600-h/IMG_3507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239224067824498530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV2h_VbN2I/AAAAAAAAAUg/MWb9SzH-0Q4/s320/IMG_3507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV2iOGa-7I/AAAAAAAAAUo/H4j3vG5vbyM/s1600-h/IMG_3516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239224071788100530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV2iOGa-7I/AAAAAAAAAUo/H4j3vG5vbyM/s320/IMG_3516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; closeup of ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV2i3Uqk2I/AAAAAAAAAUw/s7C6LjIo2vg/s1600-h/IMG_3510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239224082853696354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV2i3Uqk2I/AAAAAAAAAUw/s7C6LjIo2vg/s320/IMG_3510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heehee. muka aku lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV3lK0bKzI/AAAAAAAAAU4/D2V2-KrGm8I/s1600-h/IMG_3518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239225221958544178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV3lK0bKzI/AAAAAAAAAU4/D2V2-KrGm8I/s320/IMG_3518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ni perempuan melayu terakhir metropolitan, complete with bunga at the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV3llpzM3I/AAAAAAAAAVA/Laf5UQdvyb0/s1600-h/IMG_3520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239225229161739122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV3llpzM3I/AAAAAAAAAVA/Laf5UQdvyb0/s320/IMG_3520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; no prizes for guessing what this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV3l6ufwpI/AAAAAAAAAVI/IDuQR3iQWlc/s1600-h/IMG_3521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239225234818581138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV3l6ufwpI/AAAAAAAAAVI/IDuQR3iQWlc/s320/IMG_3521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gifts for the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV3mckC9eI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/geaMIpFW9OA/s1600-h/IMG_3523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239225243901556194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV3mckC9eI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/geaMIpFW9OA/s320/IMG_3523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anyone spot 3 $50 notes? $15 000 dowry, mak! i also waaannntttt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV3m76Sf-I/AAAAAAAAAVY/X7OtRWo1OG8/s1600-h/IMG_3527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239225252316348386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV3m76Sf-I/AAAAAAAAAVY/X7OtRWo1OG8/s320/IMG_3527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i am what they call, the dean yg tak bertauliah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV65rOfrPI/AAAAAAAAAVg/amEJ9BG6k3s/s1600-h/IMG_3528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239228872790093042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV65rOfrPI/AAAAAAAAAVg/amEJ9BG6k3s/s320/IMG_3528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the bear olso graduate tau. heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV65-XYH9I/AAAAAAAAAVo/ZZdP94skS-8/s1600-h/IMG_3529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239228877927620562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV65-XYH9I/AAAAAAAAAVo/ZZdP94skS-8/s320/IMG_3529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; biaserlah.. kiter pon mesti nak extra. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAS' 22ND BDAE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an advanced birthday celebration.. her birthday's on the 29th, but out of courtesy to her family &amp;amp; husband, we decided to celebrate it earlier. earlier by one day supposedly. but we were all too excited to meet, so we finally made an impromptu decision to meet that very nite, 26th of august.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the four of us gedebaks have to squeeze into mas's cute little savvy (she tukar normal plate aledi, RAID!).. bday girl have to drive us, no choice. cos we cant possibly squeeze on fiza's bike right.. and neither can we tumpang sheila's chevrolet cos ehem, she got herself into a minor accident at the carpark &amp;amp; her side mirror broke. hahah! and myself, si tak guna ni, have no vehicle on my own, and im not intending to have it anytime soon. maybe until i finally find the time to get my butt into that driving school. for now, im going to bask in the luxuries of being a 21 year old taitai. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV9EJnrZHI/AAAAAAAAAVw/60PvFPMyytw/s1600-h/IMG_3531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239231251770729586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV9EJnrZHI/AAAAAAAAAVw/60PvFPMyytw/s320/IMG_3531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; where its at *stomachs growling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV9EuKpxFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/uHjeCzi7-G8/s1600-h/IMG_3537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239231261581100114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV9EuKpxFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/uHjeCzi7-G8/s320/IMG_3537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to start off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV9E8AUWsI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Q3uZKqh51p4/s1600-h/IMG_3539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239231265295850178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV9E8AUWsI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Q3uZKqh51p4/s320/IMG_3539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; calamari rings! i loooove them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV9ExgshKI/AAAAAAAAAWI/4E9SrUrENYQ/s1600-h/IMG_3538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239231262478861474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV9ExgshKI/AAAAAAAAAWI/4E9SrUrENYQ/s320/IMG_3538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; food, glorious food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV9FOnp0kI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/UZ39L0jhqNk/s1600-h/IMG_3548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239231270292673090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLV9FOnp0kI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/UZ39L0jhqNk/s320/IMG_3548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy 22nd babe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i proceed, let me tell u abit about this friend of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our acquaintance first started at the canteen of peiying primary school. when i first got to know her, i thot i'd have no chance of being friends with her. i was a total dork with big specs, big converse bag (diamlah korang!), a VERY long skirt, a thick file i hold in my hands always and i dont talk unnecessarily. completed the dork image already? wait. i have crew cut hair. NOW YOU CAN LAUGH!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, she was the exact opposite; pretty with naturally brown hair, a dimple on her cheek, stylish &amp; she's always getting attention both from girls &amp; boys of the school. no chance at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was in a different class, so it was difficult to talk to each other. but when we do, it would be so chaotic! still, we remained only passing friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till now, i still wonder how we got so close. but i think it shud be bcos we got into the same secondary school. together, we entered yishun sec, again in different classes &amp; streams. i joined my then-dork gangs in the express class, while she joined the "middle-class", as we like to call it, normal acad stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we continued to talk, then random talks became confidings. we started going home together, as she lives just 2 blocks away from me. we hung out together and held sleepovers every now &amp; then, normally at her place. her family knew mine, and vice versa, so its even easier for us to spend time with each other (you know, curfews).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things fall apart sometimes. and that was the case with our friendship. we started hanging out with others, we started neglecting each other but before the whole friendship string broke, we realised our mistakes and made up, by writing each other letters, no less. hah, those times. i jus realised we were so gay &amp; kental back then. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her parents called us kawan baik &amp; kawan jahat. well, tats cos we got into the same good &amp; bad situations everytime. we got into the same madrasah (persatuan islam), but she quitted halfway whilst i carried on to takhasus 3. we go to terawih together, masjid darul makmur, masjid an-nahdhah, masjid kampong.. just the two of us. and on the other side, we started smoking, clubbing, drinking, also together. the tatt incident? also the same.. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we've toned down over the years. and now, eventhough we have different priorities in life, we know that no matter how far we try to go, we'll still end up at the same place. so that's it for you. my 11 years of friendship with her in just a few paragraphs. i'd have to write a book if i were to write everything that has happened between us, and you'll have to buy, padan muka. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, she's been such a great friend and im not afraid to say that i love her, as the greatest friend one would ever want &amp; need in their lives. sure, she's very annoying at times (haha!) but she's the only one who can tolerate my temper, she knows what ticks me off, she knows what i like, basically, she knows everything about me. i need not utter a single word, she would know it all. thats my bestfriend for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie enough mushy2-ing.. more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYdXAbJEYI/AAAAAAAAAWg/cVuA3tLm2Q4/s1600-h/IMG-3555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239407497580188034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYdXAbJEYI/AAAAAAAAAWg/cVuA3tLm2Q4/s320/IMG-3555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; action blow jer. eleh. so vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYdW61pbfI/AAAAAAAAAWY/rMQQl53_d3c/s1600-h/IMG-3553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239407496080748018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYdW61pbfI/AAAAAAAAAWY/rMQQl53_d3c/s320/IMG-3553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us four.. it feels like onli yesterday we were donning the yishun sec sch uniform.. miss those times. awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYdXfRVUwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/GoDEsivSmY4/s1600-h/IMG-3559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239407505860547330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYdXfRVUwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/GoDEsivSmY4/s320/IMG-3559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ehem. there's my pay in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYdXfbVc_I/AAAAAAAAAW4/1weCKOV4t3E/s1600-h/IMG-3566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239407505902498802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYdXfbVc_I/AAAAAAAAAW4/1weCKOV4t3E/s320/IMG-3566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYevYSaaXI/AAAAAAAAAXA/vI5EIp7M1RE/s1600-h/IMG-3565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239409015814515058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYevYSaaXI/AAAAAAAAAXA/vI5EIp7M1RE/s320/IMG-3565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we're walking away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after filling our stomachs, we went to the dam for some catching up and a rolling good time. and we got exactly that! we had so much fun just enjoying each other's company, laughing and going all tingtong.. here are some pictures to prove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumroll* presenting... Seletar Dam's Next Top Monyets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYe9l_GufI/AAAAAAAAAXg/9Mw7uTN4jHo/s1600-h/IMG-3580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239409260009798130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYe9l_GufI/AAAAAAAAAXg/9Mw7uTN4jHo/s320/IMG-3580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Contestant 1 : Monyet Mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYe9z8ws8I/AAAAAAAAAXo/f3IXJY0sXpQ/s1600-h/IMG-3581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239409263758062530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYe9z8ws8I/AAAAAAAAAXo/f3IXJY0sXpQ/s320/IMG-3581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Contestant 2 : Monyet Fiza Adek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYe-JcoRsI/AAAAAAAAAXw/aVIVA9-IzL8/s1600-h/IMG-3582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239409269528872642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYe-JcoRsI/AAAAAAAAAXw/aVIVA9-IzL8/s320/IMG-3582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Contestant 3 : Monyet Sheila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYe-ILSsUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ybS1Orc1Esw/s1600-h/IMG-3583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239409269187719490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYe-ILSsUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ybS1Orc1Esw/s320/IMG-3583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Contestant 4 : Monyet Fiza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and their photoshoot for the night, candid jumpshots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYfcu-afBI/AAAAAAAAAYA/814264GmSg0/s1600-h/IMG-3584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239409794998762514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYfcu-afBI/AAAAAAAAAYA/814264GmSg0/s320/IMG-3584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1st shoot - failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYfcyvG-SI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XygH3wzSR3M/s1600-h/IMG-3587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239409796008311074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYfcyvG-SI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XygH3wzSR3M/s320/IMG-3587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2nd shoot - failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYfcrMelNI/AAAAAAAAAYI/8D2wpbicEC8/s1600-h/IMG-3586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239409793984009426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYfcrMelNI/AAAAAAAAAYI/8D2wpbicEC8/s320/IMG-3586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3rd shoot plus extra prop (bus) - failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TAK BOLEH HARAPLAH KORANG!!" screamed River Banks, "amek gambar kaki korang lagi bagus".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYe9sQQuoI/AAAAAAAAAXY/QdrZ9DhyG_Y/s1600-h/IMG-3579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239409261692369538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYe9sQQuoI/AAAAAAAAAXY/QdrZ9DhyG_Y/s320/IMG-3579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ntah hape2 tau aku ni. okok enough crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYfdDY5IZI/AAAAAAAAAYY/ppvYYikOEh0/s1600-h/IMG-3591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239409800478531986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYfdDY5IZI/AAAAAAAAAYY/ppvYYikOEh0/s320/IMG-3591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i just love this pic. i dont know why. it sorta show that we-dont-give-a-hoot-what-you-think-biatch attitude.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYfdYuHYyI/AAAAAAAAAYg/xOkvllhdKJw/s1600-h/IMG-3592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239409806204691234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYfdYuHYyI/AAAAAAAAAYg/xOkvllhdKJw/s320/IMG-3592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok this pic. si sheila dgn konfiden dan tanpa segan silu nya telah accidentally mengetuk kepala ku. and before i can maintain jambu, the timer on the camera went off and snapped me in that position. i'll let it go tis time, sheila. damn you. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYevoloZRI/AAAAAAAAAXI/vN10JEO0ZKk/s1600-h/IMG-3574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239409020190090514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYevoloZRI/AAAAAAAAAXI/vN10JEO0ZKk/s320/IMG-3574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aku feeling2 tinggi, wearing fiza's shoes yg tersgt lah tinggi for me. was strutting around when i realised that they wanna snap me. i tell u i have the most impossible friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYevl79Q8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Ddf3w6MBdVQ/s1600-h/IMG-3577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239409019478426562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLYevl79Q8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Ddf3w6MBdVQ/s320/IMG-3577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; last minute pose olso. siao liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW CAR!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SL9gcCiyktI/AAAAAAAAAEs/b2Q4tnlzOQw/s1600-h/P300808-14.10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SL9gcCiyktI/AAAAAAAAAEs/b2Q4tnlzOQw/s320/P300808-14.10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242014526117941970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; how much? guess lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye pika, hello mishi/mickey! i was reluctant to let pika go, but after sensing the frustrations abg had with it, i noe i have to. 2 plus years with it, and now its gone. my sweet little problem-maker. dark clouds hovered around my eyes wen we walked away from it for the last time, and abg just HAVE to let the rain fall. argghh!! and so i cried, smacksmack abg, cried again &amp; smacksmack abg again. hrmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SL9gcQDjVZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/K8Q7GaRXep0/s1600-h/P300808-16.1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SL9gcQDjVZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/K8Q7GaRXep0/s320/P300808-16.1902.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242014529745016210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was a posed pic. i wasnt crying. AFTER this pic, i cried. hahaha. gembeng anak khamis ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SL9gcgxalUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2Uog-WHvtb4/s1600-h/P300808-16.19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SL9gcgxalUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2Uog-WHvtb4/s320/P300808-16.19.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242014534232347970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tengok ah dier buat muka kesian!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SL9gcybljaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/x1aqsUjOH_s/s1600-h/P300808-16.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SL9gcybljaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/x1aqsUjOH_s/s320/P300808-16.27.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242014538972630434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well helloooo beautiful! *wolfwhistles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and biasalah, we cant separate the men from their machines. so once they got their hands on the car, siap lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SL9gdCXZQZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mvnjanezx8o/s1600-h/P300808-16.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SL9gdCXZQZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mvnjanezx8o/s320/P300808-16.28.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242014543250014610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; godeh-godeh 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SL9ikyfcDhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/0NirMOo6Cdw/s1600-h/P300808-16.2701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SL9ikyfcDhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/0NirMOo6Cdw/s320/P300808-16.2701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242016875450994194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; godeh-godeh 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SL9ilDsYjsI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gwryriCCgaw/s1600-h/P300808-17.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/SL9ilDsYjsI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gwryriCCgaw/s320/P300808-17.28.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242016880068693698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; godeh-godeh 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehem. neglecting me nmpk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orite next up is supposed to be amin &amp; nad's bdae party but my comp kan buat hal so save that for next time yah? right, which reminds me, there was a clown at their place lah!! i sat in nad's bedroom ajer, not wanting to go out. mama &amp; nenek laughed at me, insists i come out of the room cos the clown didnt have any face paint on. huh? how they noe im afraid of facepaints? heehee. so i took a sneaky peek and guess what i saw?? THE RED NOSE!! i ran back into nad's room lah what else. okay so now i noe what triggers the phobia. its the red nose, the hair &amp; the facepaint. cos after the setengah-masak clown took off his red nose, there i was all eager to face him &amp; ask him for balloons. well he did play a prank on me while i was walking past him. heehee. abg kinda mad cos the freaking balloon-blowing clown costs about $200. wasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, i didnt noe they are going to hold a surprise bday party for nad.. tot they're going to do for both amin &amp; nad. lucky i nvr say anything. i almost wanted to ask her,"why arent u dressed nicely for ur party?". nk eksyen marah lah konon. ahaha! aku slalu party pooper tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, i just took like what, a few hours to do this up? transitioning from work to ebuddy to blogging and back again. heehee.. good life, aye? i think i wanna get the shut-eye now. i wanna sleep, on the sofa in the ecg room.. to avoid thinking of the hunger &amp; thirst. heehee. okie dokie.. good afternoon nappy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: mas is discussing the best yong tau foo now on msn. nk mintak kena ketuk kepalanya.&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: today nk buka aper? like wanna watch movie olso. ABANG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-647657541300997459?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/647657541300997459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=647657541300997459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/647657541300997459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/647657541300997459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/09/watefs.html' title='watefs'/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KU6we-9lGTI/SLVLbHhvKgI/AAAAAAAAASA/sD8qa0G6p-Y/s72-c/IMG_3369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-1642205194894894338</id><published>2008-08-25T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:43:53.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>teehee.. i had an awesome weekend.. thank u love for the company.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tiba2 like susah aku nk konsentrasi updating blog ni, cos mama's on the phone &amp; the tv's turned up quite loud. but nvm, i'll try ya *inhales*exhales*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went on a fireworks cruise on saturday nite!! i've been looking forward to it since the day i knew abt it, and meant to keep it from abang. nk surprise lah, kata orang putih. but then, i was excited, TOO excited, till on the day itself, after much "bilang lah bubu.. bilanglah", i gave up and blabbed on myself,"wearegoingtoseethefireworksnaikboat!!". hoping to tell but not telling, see. it doesnt work on my abang. he is secret-proof.. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since he already knew about it, i &lt;s&gt;asked for my $33 back&lt;/s&gt; pestered him everytime with "yak nk tengok fireworks!","fireworks! naik boat!". hmmhmm.. amek kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the day itself, we met each other at abt 6 plus (eh??) &amp; took the train. prep ourselves for the massive jam we noe we're going to experience if we brought pika along. we have to report at the landing site at 8pm, so memandangkan we wont have any time for mamam, we bought cupcorn &amp; iced teas, weee.. reached the area at about 730pm. still abit early and it was drizzling too.. boohoo.. and then bought mister potato, yumm! both hungry eh, kesiannn.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat at the tent till 8pm came and went. checked time 820pm, still no call from the cruise-person. we remembered he said he will call us as soon as our boat arrived. at last, after seeing that most people have already boarded the boat, i urged abang to ask the person in charge and he said that we can board the next boat. sebenarnya, kita dah boleh board the previous boats dah.. hmph! kecian kiter waiting under the tent like belo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next boat came not too long after and we boarded it. yay!! my first time on a tongkang.. tak sempat go river-cruising first, cos the fireworks show was about to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our boat came the nearest to the fireworks, and we were just a few metres away from where they fire the fireworks.. near giler.. hahaha.. at one point of time, we even thought that the fireworks were going to fall on us.. what an experience.. too bad it was drizzling, if not it wud have been even better doncha think abang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie so the next day, abang have to work in the morning, so i went over to fiza's house for kak lynn's engagement. funnn.. took pix, ate &amp; just kidding around.. bestbest.. helped to andam kak lynn abit, straighten her selendang and all tat.. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semoga berkekalan yer ke jinjang pelamin dan hingga ke anak cucu.. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie i took like so long to finish this entry tau. dunno why.. and i dont think its very long too. hahah.. ntahlah yer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sooo tired.. i think i wanna rest now.. i very very sleepy.. abg quick fetchy me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-1642205194894894338?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/1642205194894894338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=1642205194894894338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1642205194894894338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/1642205194894894338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/08/teehee.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8590901338493182280</id><published>2008-08-19T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:17:45.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ola ole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deyy.. if i never update dah, that guy olso dun want to update dah. aiyoo ammak.. *slaps forehead indian style*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaanyway, yesterday i suffered a minor shock. my brother called to say that my mum's admitted to the hospital cos she fell at work and injured her leg. like almost immediately i went down to see my boss and ask to take urgent leave. called my mum and she was sobbing. i almost felt like laughing, cos it isnt so easy to see/hear her cry. but all i could manage was,"okok mama wait for me there tau tau tau". it feels good to be motherly once in awhile. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well she called after awhile to tell me to just stay home cos she's almost done there and can be discharged. apparently, she just suffered a knee sprain. the best part of it all was when she told us of what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's just finished her presentation, went down the steps, and somehow she stepped into an empty box. lol! dia boleh memijak benda-benda lain, tapi dia memilih untuk memijak kotak kosong. saya tidak tahu kenapa. enlighten me people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone came home early that day, so we ordered pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i put it on loudspeaker,&lt;br /&gt;"press 1 for new order. press 2 for blablabla.." the voice goes.&lt;br /&gt;"press 3 for sapa-nak-bayar.." mama goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone turned to her &amp; said,"mamalah!". to which she replied,"eh, aku terbaring gini pon kena bayar?!". yes mama. u alot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;large orleans chicken pizza. pepsi. lasagne. chicken drumlets. garlic bread. WOWWWW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im pretty sure its 2 kgs up again. or perhaps more, cos im still having constipation and am having the hardest time to 'throw big water'. arggghh! but my colleague let me gulp down this syrup to treat constipation which tasted like honey. hmmm nice.. she said it onli took her half an hour so i tried, nope. nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hours passed. still nothing. drank again. again, nothing. towards the end of the day, i felt it. mission accomplished! and till the time i wrote this entry, i've yakked 3 times. ahhhh good tummy. *rubs tummy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright all other things aside. im anticipating awhole lotta things this month. so far, its been a pretty good month for me. Alhamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates ltr when i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bursting from containing my excitement.. weeEEeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abang, congrats on the ehemehem. i love youuuuu... tomorrow i'll make up for what time we lost today ok? muacks. mish you lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8590901338493182280?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8590901338493182280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8590901338493182280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8590901338493182280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8590901338493182280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/08/ola-ole-deyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8917995050961368717</id><published>2008-08-10T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:27:07.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love holidays! i hate short ones though. and i just came back from one very short holiday to batam with my other half's family to celebrate mama abg's family. boohoo! i wanna go there again!! like tak puas seyy.. uweeekkk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so the nite before our batam trip, both abang and i went to esplanade to get some surprise event tickets. well, its supposed to be a surprise but then haiyah, abang somehow always manages to get them secrets out of my mouth. so yup, no longer a secret. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up the next morning at about 7am. our ferry's at 9:40am, and we have to reach harbourfront ctr at 8:40am. we reached at about 8:30 gitu eh (??) and the queue panjang gileeeerrrr.. dah sampai vivo pon tau.. im surprised we made it. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubu got abit seasick. luckily i didnt vomit seyy. heehee! dah lama tak naik ferry tau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon arrival at batam, we were greeted by cik salim and a van plus driver from the hotel. by the time we reached the hotel, we were all very kebulur alreadi. so we ordered room service lah, everything charge to pak salim. makan pasta pulak tu. ngada2.. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rested for awhile, and then its off to explore batam. they brought us to DC mall if im not wrong lah. wasnt really interested lah, cos its more of like the traditional mall gitu. like all baju batik and baju kurung and whatever else. was kinda excited initially cos i wanna buy baju for raya. but hmm.. the baju TOO outstanding for raya. with all the many labucis and stuff. like wanna go kahwin you noe. no no, cannot. heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to eat at some pondok batam kuring, where all the commando lalats all come to play. the best thing about batam is that there is like less mozzies and more lalats. so no mozzie bites! weeEEEeee! but still i cant stop myself from slapping here and there. irritating lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food was good lah.. kenyang like what like that.. fried sotong rings, ayam bakar, fish, alah alot of other things lah.. woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we move on to batam centre. now that shopping centre is more upbeat and lively. thats more like it! wanna swim at the hotel so bought swimming suit. and bra &amp; panties. heehee. mentel seyy. ikut2 nadiah lah ni. heehee. and now everyone who reads this noes that i bought undergarments at batam. bluek! wanna pay for the stuffs but instead, mama abg paid for them. MALULAH!! *covers face and run*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the hotel, both nad &amp; i checked into our own room.. whew.. best! finally get to baring2 and golek2.. heehee. sempat watch ndp live lagi tau.. was so tired i almost fell asleep. but have to bathe and change lah for the barbecue dinner.. got into the bathroom and cik nadiah kiter wrote 'fiza giler' on the bathroom mirror. she said i shud be thankful cos she remembers me even while in the toilet. oh yes, nad. very VERY thankful indeed. hrmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the barbecue dinner was fantabulous! with the music from the live band (oh they were VERY good) and honey-ed prawns in my hand, and the dim lights, who wont love it?! romantic gitu loh.. except i cant mentel2 with abang lah of course.. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sweetest thing happened.. the live band sang the happy birthday song and presented mama with a HUGE birthday cake. wow!! couldnt finish the cake though, cos its like so huge. but it was niiiccceee.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, presented mama with the mango bag i bought for her.. ehem when r u siblings going to pass me the money? heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made plans with hadi amin to go swimming in the morning.. at 6am, no less. tats how enthusiastic i was.. too long tak pegi swimming.. kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a little pillowfight in the room with nadiah, who play cheat and geletek2 org.. hmph! tried my very best to keep my eyes open throughout blades of glory showing on hbo, but finally i surrendered.. so did nadiah.. tido mati.. nad, got any lebam2 anot anywhere? *inside joke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at exactly 6am (batam time - singapore time is already 7am) eh, tak bedek.. heehee.. but i went to kench, then decide to sleep again. i think i slept for too long, but woke up at only 6plus. lambat btol time bergerak seyy kat sana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called mama's room and ask her to kejutkan amin.. i baring2 awhile, then washed muka sket (clear indication i didnt bathe) and changed into my newly bought swimsuit.. heehee.. i still remember how excited i was! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadiah olso got up to temankan us to swim.. grreeat! the water was so cold tau.. imagine at 7am in the morning.. but erm.. their 7am like dah terang gitu seyy.. good eh.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our breakfast next.. not quite a wide spread but still fulfilling.. bread, cocopuffs, fried noodles.. many2 others.. booked our ferry home and then back in our room to lepak2.. pillow fight again with nadiah and i managed to snatch her pillow while she bcome very gerammm like that. HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama asked us out to batam centre for more shopping but by the time both nad &amp; i reached the lobby, there wasnt much time left. hahah! kesian kiter.. sampai tk sempat makeup tau just to rush down.. heehee. so we lepak in mama's room and ordered club sandwiches &amp; burger. again, charge to pak salim. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, i would rate the whole experience as 8/10. i dunno what the other 2 points are but nothing is perfect right? so there. my batam holiday.. ahh a short holiday is STILL a holiday, so i musnt complain too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above all, i think i miss my abang the most. i kip scolding him, and didnt kish him for 2 days 1 nite. heehee.. my baby, you busuk. see you tomorrow k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe i did this entry for about 2 hours seyy. and im not even concentrating on what im writing cos im like really tired &amp; sleepy.. so pardon me if you find my entry very nonsensical and full of errors and whatnots. too tired to even re-do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnyte now folks! TOMORROW I WORK!!  GRRRRR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs &amp; kisses to my abang cayang.. MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8917995050961368717?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8917995050961368717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8917995050961368717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8917995050961368717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8917995050961368717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-holidays-i-hate-short-ones.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-3787064865716261538</id><published>2008-07-28T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T00:03:12.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am on the phone now with my busuk and he's putting me on hold.. trooottoottrooottoot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've come to realise that im toning down to updating onli once a week, at the end of the week, and as a result can onli update on the weekend activities. hahah.. better that than never lah hor? it applies to today's entry olso ya fyi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work, went to buy a solvil et titus watch for abang since he lost his guess one &amp; the current omega (ehem) one he's using is showing him 2 o'clock at 9:30. so yay to me for giving him something useful! heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said he was expecting a $10plus that kind of watch. i feel so hurt and cheated. i SHOULD'VE bought him a $10 plus watch. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tampines to fetch cupcakes for cik su.. actually its for adah lah, but she didnt noe that. surprise lorr.. heehee.. we have to get it from someone at that someone's place, and it took us awhile to find the area..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that settled, we had our lunch at al-salam, which btw doesnt sell soupy food grrrr.. so nak tanak we have to eat mee hoon goreng with telur mata lembu.. i ordered apple juice cos im desperately in need of fibre.. hamba belum berak tuanku, da berape hari dah. and i dont want to resort to abang's plan: see doctor so they can inject my pantat. puittt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i spoil anyone's appetites? teehee. 'twas my intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie so we proceeded next to cik su's place.. had a little chitchatting, camwhoring, and the climax shud be the part where i unknowingly bit into a piece of durian puff, turned red &amp; coughed out the contents of my mouth. ehem. was the laughing stock of nadiah, nenek &amp; cik su. ehem lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then its just makan2, singsong for the bdae girl &amp; back to makan2.. seeeeriously, im gaining weight eh. but ahhh.. if abg can gain alot of weight, i can too.. then we'll look like mr &amp; mrs porky. how nice! *gazes dreamily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the event, both abang and i went off to sheng siong to get frozen foodstuffs for my cousin's chalet the next day. but at the last minute, ditched the idea cos after much analysing, buying on the day itself is better off. so we watched kuda kepang next. and about 5 mins of me dodging behind people's backs just to catch a glimpse of the performance thru the nook and crannies of them people blocking my view, the show ended. ooh wat a sweet thing to be happening to sweet ol' me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to mustafa centre next and i borong2 okay.. see this take this see that take that. until abang became very penat he just took my basket away at level 2 and proceeded to payment. hmph! blom habes rounding.. nvm.. im going to have a return visit soon.. bluek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, i havent shopped yet ahh! bonus for nothing! nevermind, nxt week we're going to shopshopshop at batam.. oohh cant wait lah.. IF there is anything to buy lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tampines mall first of all to get breakfast for my starving busuk, and then to get the stuffs for bbq.. im in charge of crabstix, hotdogs &amp; the paper utensils. save the earth, dont use plastic. ntuc doesnt sell cheese hotdogs eh, lembab seyy.. bought chocs! yummaayyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then moved on to the chalet at downtown east.. helped around abit, play games, and then its time to bbq. had so much fun! especially the part where we played headbanz. we have to tie the headbands around our heads, and then someone will choose a card to be placed on ur headband. everyone else but you knows what kind of cards you have on top of ur head. and you have to guess it urself by asking yes or no questions. you have 1 minute to ask the questions eh, mind you. hahah! FUN GILER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grew very very tired and slept on abang's lap all the way back.. thanks for stroking me my love.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie im getting pretty sleepy myself right now. tomorrow's a long day, i so know it! my partner in crime is going on leave for the next 2 days so its padan muka to me lah, have to sit up there alone &amp; handle all those FON (yishun polyclinic term for Full Of Nonsense) patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah dah my eyes dah heavy! gotta sleep! pandai2 lah korang tgk our multiply, which i think is more updated than this blog. heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i go...&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2 yrs 4 mths Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;Happy 28th monthyversary!&lt;br /&gt;Happy 840th dayversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yelah nak tido ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always loving my mr porkypiggy,&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-3787064865716261538?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/3787064865716261538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=3787064865716261538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3787064865716261538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3787064865716261538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/07/am-on-phone-now-with-my-busuk-and-hes.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8989777243862717638</id><published>2008-07-19T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:09:22.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it really doesnt feel like a saturday today. abang has to work OT, and i finished work late cos there was a recruitment fair over at our clinic &amp; guess what, im like the mak pengantin, running here &amp; there to answer the queries of those interested. aiyoyooo.. the fair started at around 2pm, and a whole bunch of interested ppl came. overwhelming response lah.. but then the crowd died about 3plus. whew.. and at around 415, we were asked to close for the day. a big big WHEW. such a long long saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back home, bathed and met abang. set aside my tiredness and sent him to work cos him not being by my side on a saturday is so unthinkable. so yup, had dinner with him and then after sending him off, i went to meet abg gee at teh tarik to discuss next week's bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me, being the co-sponsor &amp; organiser, am going to manage the games section, frozen food &amp; plastic utensils. aper game nk main eh?? im thinking carrom, uno cards, old maid cards, congkak &amp; mastermind. hahaha. boring sak aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok that is so random. for later. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok another random thought just crossed my mind. if ure in an emergency situation, like someone robbed u or something, then u will want to cry out for help kan. so what will u shout, TOLONG or HELP? teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh dah lah, mepek jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the short meeting, i walked back home, from AA back to khatib. walked extra fast tau.. hahah. penakot. plus it was drizzling a little so it was really quite scary. u noe beside the khatib camp dat side kan very dark. and i managed to complete it in abt 10-15mins? on heels. twice termasuk dlm drain, no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home safely (with abt 20 turn-backs of the head to make sure i wasnt followed - paranoia) &amp; told abg about my accomplishment. he membebel-ed abit at me for walking home alone at a dark &amp; almost deserted area. &lt;em&gt;"if momok tangkap camner?"&lt;/em&gt; i feel like a babyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im just reading other ppl's blogs &amp; whaddya noe, most of my fav blogs arent updated, why? cos they are out enjoying their weekends!! but hey, im going to make things better by tucking in extra early tonite. what early, its 12am already! heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like watching kungfu panda &amp; tucking into ben &amp; jerry's turtle soup. that wud be sooo perfect! but hmm, who's going to 7-11 to get that delicious sin?? arrrhhh i'll pass. sleep better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie dokes, gotta go now. have a great weekend yall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okie dokie&lt;br /&gt;hokie pokie&lt;br /&gt;goyang pantat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- our latest rhyme yg tak rhyming langsong. dont ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i just got my appraisal and Alhamdulillah, am expecting extra kachings in my bank soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: got REALLY shocked cos my dad who is sleeping suddenly exclaimed, "CAI! CAI!", or so i think. entahlah org tua ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now really, BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8989777243862717638?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8989777243862717638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8989777243862717638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8989777243862717638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8989777243862717638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-really-doesnt-feel-like-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-2980664943759252747</id><published>2008-07-13T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:31:46.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is the 405th post. wowww.. so much crap in here alreadi. heehee. and its such a wonderful feeling to be reading all of them once more, very nostalgic hor. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe i havent been blogging much lately. busy adjusting myself to the new working environment, where i have to play different &amp; many roles. one-man show hor, dont pray2. actually, i always pray i can get by. its so hectic being up there!! but its okay, tomorrow and till the rest of this week im going to have a partner. my good friend at that! weehoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olrite, events which i clearly remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- baby waited for TWO whole hours outside skool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee. im so sorry baby darling. im supposed to finish my exam at about 3pm. we planned on going out that day. on a thursday or friday. but unfortunately it stretched till 5pm.. all the while i was worrying if baby is waiting so long for me, AT HOME. what i didnt noe was, he was outside sch all the while hoping to surprise me. so from 3pm to 5pm, he waited and waited. walked here and there. and the weather changed from sunny to cloudy, and then back to sunny. hahah! sorry darling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i came out, he kept on bitching to me about how he waited for 2 hours and cant go to the toilet though he wanted to pee so badly cos he was afraid that if i were to come out at that point then the surprise will be ruined. awwww.. sweet baby. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave him many hugs and pecks to make it worthwhile. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- dinner date with bestie mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time we went out together? eons ago i think. both of us were so wrapped up in our own personal lives and despite the daily phonecalls, we longed to meet up and have fun. and on that friday nite, we finally did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our plan initially was to go bowling. so she fetched me (i manje ok) and with techno songs blaring from the speakers of her car (dont laugh), we head on to orchid country club, only to find that the lanes were fully booked till 1am, can you believe it?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it didnt stop us though. we move on straight to safra yishun. and after many a-snapping, and looking up the signs (daun, hahah), we found the bowling alley and yes, its olso booked till 1am. what the fishysmell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we trotted off to explore safra, take more snaps, and finally settled down for dessert at eatzi. banyak kiter nye dessert. we got hungry just looking at the menu, so we both had calamari rings for appetizer and my recommendation to mas: chicken carbonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost halfway through our spaghetti, we decided to stop cos 1) we were both not so hungry, 2) the carbonara's not so nice. well it was VERY nice when i was there before, but now its like so dry and all. NOT nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we took more pix, and bitched. hahah! we bitched everyday, but when we meet up, it gets even more rowdier. everyone kept turning to look at us cos we were so loud! laughing like crazy, making weird faces and then laugh again. so so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then while waiting for our stomachs to digest, we went for a cheap thrill and jalan2 yishun with more loud techno songs. the reason why we chose techno is bcos its very loud and lively, and it kept reminding us of the juvenile times we both shared together. corny, huh? hahah! but thats exactly what it is. sweet juvenile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've been together since we're 11. too many people get into our lives, but our friendship remains. there are squabbles &amp; misunderstandings between us. but our strong bond still keeps us together. and now, eventhough she's got a family of her own, nothing between us ever changed. she's the only one person whom i can really call a friend. awww.. touching. puit! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she told me of how i am different now. from the way i dress, to the way i talk. she said i used to want being in the centre of attention, and that now im actually not wanting any. she said i used to be VERY rowdy, and that now i've toned down. is that a good sign? i think it is.. Alhamdulillah. *happy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i dropped off at her place, which btw is just across the street frm my house, and played with my little godson rayyan baihaqi. he's sooo cute! keep smiling and laughing, mentel gilerrrr.. cant keep from chomming him. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SATURDAY NITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to expo with bucuk. nothing to see. seriously. yea we did see some fresh fruits stall, bridal galleries &amp; foodstuffs. but it was so few! 2 rounds is all it takes for us to complete the whole exhibition. bought cheese sausages (which btw, doesnt seem to have cheese in it) and that's all. haiyahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to marina square next. or atleast, thats where we planned on going. you see, there was an ndp rehearsal last nite so as u can imagine, it was damn packed. we cant even get into marina square's carpark so at last, went over to bugis junction. had our dinner at tong seng and then jalan2 the shopping centre. after that, to ah hu's and then home. bucuk bucuk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, we did see some fireworks!! woohoo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to causeway to repair abang's pc. and then when its done, went over to al-ameen for errmm lunch/dinner? heehee. lunch &amp; dinner for me, and perhaps dinner for abang. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had chicken chop with barbecue sauce mixed with melted cheese oohh orgasmic. hahah! not really lah, cos after awhile i grew too muak and then passed it over to abang. wekwek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abang went off to work and i surfed. arggghh i wont fret anymore about how sundays just doesnt seem to work for me. i hate sundays. or rather, i think i hate office hour jobs. it takes my time off ALOT of things. but i'll persevere, i noe i can. mcm betol lah aku ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am smsing with abg gee rite now regarding the chalet we're going to have end of this month. i just cant wait for us giler cousins to gather and buat kecoh once more. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg gee asked me if i can organize games. hmm, sure i can. old maid anybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite, going to read my newly loaned book now, neurotica. its so funny! heehee. olrite lah, goodnyte everyone. and love you sayang. HUGGA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-2980664943759252747?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/2980664943759252747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=2980664943759252747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2980664943759252747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/2980664943759252747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-405th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-5355356113436221645</id><published>2008-06-29T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:51:34.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argghhh i missed incredible tales!! grrr.. how boleh luper eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie hello friends. im actually feeling pretty nervous cos this tues im going to start operating the new clinic. well technically, cos its separated from the normal clinic and is waaayyy classier. i'll be up there on level 3, alone, probably accompanied by the excited chatters of the cute neighbouring preschool kids. partly boohoo, partly woohoo. how dah dey? well i guess i shud just wait &amp; see for myself.. *anticipating*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alala my syg baru sleep lah. cutey cutey, u reading this now at work? heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work on saturday, i took a nap and awoke only at about 6pm. hahah.. lambat seyy. seronok btol. bathed and then met abang for dinner at far east. as usual, @ cahaya. prawn noodle soup. waited for abt 15 mins? i ordered no taugeh but still got taugeh. dunno what to say already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just ate up my taugeh noodle soup but couldnt eat in peace. dahlah makanan tk sedap, org sebelah bising lah awak. so typical minah. eewww.. complete with all the cursings and swearings. and SIAL at the end of each sentence, tu recipe turun-temurun. havent heard anyone so 'fanatic' since my 'sparks' time. ahakz. even time paradigm olso not so many ppl talk like that anymore. ugghh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we went shopping! okie lah, I went shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"every payday nak beli baju. every month nak shopping", bebel-ed si abang. bluek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought two pretty shirts. one brown and one blue. colours i've nvr felt attracted to before. okie brown is still acceptable. but blue?? i still like it lah dol. so i bought it. anyway, change is good. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then moved on to topping up my makeup. my favourite liquid eyeliner + blush mousse. weeEEeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then walked around town, pusing one round till we reach borders. by that time, my tummy da start merajuk. like tak sedap liddat. too much liquid agaknyer. or maybe cos i havent eaten anything since morning den tau2 mlm minum coke. padan muka aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so abang, being the very nice bucuk he is, just kept entertaining my rants and merengeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"atet perot.. oww oww.. nak duduk, nak duduk.. oww oww.. atet atet.. boohoo *pouts*"&lt;br /&gt;and it goes on and on. thats really how i sound like. membebeeeellll aje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and his reply,&lt;br /&gt;"alala.. okok. kita duduk k. sekejap aje k. okok sayang2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the way lah like that. he's not even one bit irritated. saayaaanngg abang.. *muax*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abang then helped me burp, and i almost vomitted. but once we got in the car and i've rested, the tummy's back to normal. bad, bad tummy. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats the end of our saturday. today, i had tuition with maryam at jurong point's macdees. adalah jugak masuk a few things into my otherwise empty brain yg akan di-scan tak lama lagi. still feeling worried tau. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jalan2 jurong pt jap when abg finally got off work and met me. si bucuk nk carik gloves to go to gym with. did i tell u that he's now very muscular?? wowwww.. like manhunt u noe. my model.. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ahh senyum ah tu. eksyen ah tu. mentel ah tu. bluek)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we go dammy next and as usual lah, my joker, buat bubu laff2 ajer. si baby gollum nie. a'ah seyy abang, u look like gollum. try imagine si gollum badan muscular lah. samer kan kan kan?? *my precioussss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok bubu tired. bubu nid sleep. wait bubu grouchy and cranky. heehee. eksyen ajer tuuu.. tomorrow onwards, im on a mission. a save-duit mission. insyaAllah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, goodnyte kawans2.&lt;br /&gt;to my baby, bubu luvs u. continue making me laugh lah u bucuk. even if i dun, DONT tickle me. u cheater. bluek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubucuk ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-5355356113436221645?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/5355356113436221645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=5355356113436221645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5355356113436221645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5355356113436221645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/06/argghhh-i-missed-incredible-tales-grrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-4794097566812989619</id><published>2008-06-24T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T20:22:24.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im one sick sick bubu.. after the sore throat (i no longer squeak), here comes the incessant bouts of chesty cough and the hidung berlari2 kesukaan.. argghhh!! so im on mc tomorrow, goodness. will make sure i rest well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend updates now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cousin maryam's tunang at woodlands. just a small-scaled family affair cos anyway, they're (maryam &amp; adil) going to get hitched this december. woah.. and to think that everyone in my family thinks that im gonna get married first, cos according to them, i am "mentel" *innocent look* whereas maryam's the very studious one who excels in her studies and is not the minah kawin2 type. heh. anyhoos, i cant wait to be at her wedding! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday, the always-dunno-where-to-go day. heehee. planned on a jalan2 session at sembawang beach, soooo like nyonya and apek yg lonely. but time has always been a factor, and before we know it, its already time for abang to go to work. so the stroll around sun plaza wasnt so bad lah. ahakz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. so funny how when i was logging into blogger, alot of thots are in my head and i wanna just type them out but now my mind's in a total blank. must be the medicines which abg practically forced me to eat, right there and then in front of him. hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right, i have something to rant. today's the first day our clinic start this totally new system and as expected, we went haywire! before, when patients walk into the clinic, they will be greeted by our pre-registration counter and the staffs will key in their ic numbers and issue them number tickets. but now, the patients have to register themselves at any one of the 3 kiosks installed and the machine will issue them the number. sounds easy? well, its not so easy to us staffs ok. we have to do like a few steps before we can register someone properly. alah, sungguh leceh. i dunno why they even implement this thing. bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, change is good. i hope i can immediately master this whole thing asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, what else huh? oh yeah, abg's mum + the other family members who went to umrah together has safely reached home. thanks to nenek and mama abg for the gifts to both me &amp; my mum. wow.. so tarching u noe. ahakz. gonna meet them some of these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my right temple's throbbing.. boohoo! i keep getting headaches argghh! i've been referred to tan tock seng's neuroscience clinic on the 1st of aug. i really dunno whats in store and im pretty concerned, both about my frequent headaches and the results of the scan. you think cobwebs &amp; loose bolts will show up on the film? heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh btw, do you know that "susuk" will reflect on xray film? heh, just knew that today. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argghh okok, i need a rest now. may i have more time to update hor. nowadays abit malas liddat you know. *ehem* someone *ehem* lagi *ehem* malas. da lah da lah, bubbyezzz. atet kepala gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks abg for taking care of sicky sicky bubu! lap uuuuu.. *chomchom*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-4794097566812989619?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/4794097566812989619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=4794097566812989619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4794097566812989619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/4794097566812989619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-one-sick-sick-bubu.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-9045559030254834806</id><published>2008-06-19T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:34:41.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i stepped on dunno what taik lah. asyik bad luck ajer tau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday at work after lunch, me &amp; afiza happily went into the lift to level 2, where i was stationed at. she planned on accompanying me in the referral counter for awhile. kita sempat setting rambut awak, feeling2 see the mirror and about a minute ltr do we realise, "why the hell issit taking so long??".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afiza then tried to press the buttons, but none of them worked. open &amp; close buttons, level 2 &amp; level 3 buttons. nothing! confirm.. we're trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i urged afiza to ring the bell, but she didnt want to! hahah! she's soooo afraid our head will reprimand us for misusing the bell. like what the hell, she cant differentiate an emergency!! i was laughing like mad while keep on telling her to press the damned bell. hahaha!! sungguh2 tanak sak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after awhile, she managed to press it, real looonnngggg.. sampai sakit telinga hamba, you. and then we heard our "mummy", ah tiang. yea, she's like a mother to us. so caring and kuat membebeling and very ah soh-ish. heehee. btw, she banged and banged on the main door while shouting,"hello! hello!". we too banged and banged the door from inside. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i heard kamal's voice, asking for our names. when we mentioned our names, he laughed first, and then went to get help. hahaha sempat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after awhile, he came back and our dialogue behind closed doors began&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamal: "oiii"&lt;br /&gt;us : "oiii..."&lt;br /&gt;kamal: "ada angin tak kat dalam?"&lt;br /&gt;us : "adaaa.. lampu &amp; kipas bukak."&lt;br /&gt;kamal: "ohh ohh ohh" (mcm tarzan)&lt;br /&gt;me : oh oh kamu ketahuaaann..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he was gone, while we laughed ourselves silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about half an hour ltr, we saw light at the bottom of the lift door. and in a few minutes, we're free! and laughed at by both my supervisor, my senior and the cisco guard. i dont know if the technician who freed us was laughing at us or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's something:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AQIfFlfswNE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AQIfFlfswNE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, both afiza &amp; i knew what $3.40 can buy us. a curry puff &amp; fishballs from old chang kee, and a lychee drink. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;citer dier mcm gini.. afiza &amp; i wanna jalan2 northpoint for lunch and thot we're just going to have something light. so i slipped some money into my pocket and headed off without my wallet. da reach northpoint, we felt a bit hungry and thot of macdonalds. so i thot of going to the atm to withdraw money, but of course cannot lah cos i didnt bring my atm card which is in the wallet! afiza didnt bring that much money either, about $3 something olso lah. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to old chang kee and bought ourselves curry puffs - $1.20. then we went to 7-11 to buy lychee drinks - 2 for $2. we realised we have some more coins left, so we went back to old chang kee and i bought a $1.10 fishballs, and she bought a $1.30 crabstix. and we sat in the hot sun. oh indahnyer lunchtime ku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to work, suddenly my voice bcome hoarse. so sudden! it wasnt until my colleague pointed it out to me (eyy what happen to your SOUND?) that i realised it. but it wasnt so bad then. NOW, im practically squeaking. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg called earlier and refused to talk to me, insisting to talk to his "bubu". ITS BUBU! BUBU LOST VOICE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argghh!! how im going to face the patients tomorrow is another problem. im doing hospital referral today and it requires ALOT of talking. just how im gonna do that, i realli dont know. boohoo :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okielah, wanna get bathed now. its our movie nite every thursday nite right? rhyming kapa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, bubbye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont mess with the zohan, woohoo!! aww shucks, how am i supposed to laugh????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sad, sad bubu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-9045559030254834806?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/9045559030254834806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=9045559030254834806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/9045559030254834806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/9045559030254834806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-think-i-stepped-on-dunno-what-taik.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-7769296125519592195</id><published>2008-06-15T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:16:56.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haluuuu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished a bowl of fruits salad while watching incredible tales earlier. quite scary huh, bloody mary. anyone up for a try? *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday after work, changed and set off to afiza's engagement. hmmm.. we spent less than half an hour there, cos most of my colleagues have already come and gone. so we shamelessly ate and hulur sket $10 saya to her mum and we're off to buy tottot's food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then went to correct pika's bearing structure or something like that at the serviceshop where i grew very agitated at having to wait an hour plus for it to be done cos *ahem* you know, nearing that time of the month and i can sense pretty miss p is on her way to aggravate me further. abg was extremely patient at my rants and raves. heehee. the more i love you bucuk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that *finally* done, i went home, changed out of my setengah masak kebaya into comfortable long pants and shirt, then to abg's place, where he bathed and i tucked into chicken flavoured maggi with sliced bawang and bawang goreng. kentut galore later on. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we moved on to east coast, to meet up with the rest of abang's family for a bbq session. had fun with dadida, who i think is the most smartest and cleverest toddler ever. soooo cute i could melt there and then! couldnt resist irritating her with my smothers despite not being able to hold her for very long. either she's getting heavy or im getting old. i dont like the idea of the latter. sheesh. im only 21, turning 22 only in october. people still think im younger, dunno why. i can still remember that moment when we were buying tickets to watch 'skinwalker' at vivocity's golden village and you noe wat the counter-guy asked abg? "she's 16 right?". wow! so very flattered lah. and someone (you noe who) was jealous. *winks again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie enough of flashbacks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a loooong talking session with sonia, nasir's gf from the states, california to be exact. woohoo! had the greatest time communicating and slang-ing my english *LMAO* but she's heading back pretty soon, 1st july. she's doing her intern right now and its just gonna last a semester. boooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said "sambal goreng" like she meant it. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grew very tired &amp; sleepy towards the end of the night so i got abg to go home. they actually planned to play futsal at 12am (pls believe it) but was cancelled due to shortage of players so all the better for me. heehee. slept so peacefully the whole night. woohoo!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and earlier today, cooked nasi goreng hailam for abg to bring to work. with sausage and eggs, just the way he want it. "telur kena ada dua, and nak kena ada meat". yelah busuk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he waited for me under the block and then we walked over to mamat's place, for his anak sedara's cukur rambut. abg ate, i drank, and then he salam-ed the people and we went over to vivo to get my shoes. tak ku sangka, my current work-shoe has a gaping front. i onli noticed it on saturday tau. dunno how long kasut ku terbiar sebegitu rupa. tak hensem benar. heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to charles &amp; keith, then to urs, thot of going other places until we saw coffeebean, wanted to lepak there but must buy shoe first, so back to urs and picked the one with the "big ribbon". gasaklah. all for the sake of my favourite pure chocolate and thousand leaves cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, coffee bean is halal. and finally, i can convince abg to perhaps someday dine there. i miss all the coffee bean pastas and sandwiches and cakes ESPECIALLY the caesar salad. gosh! this coming from a former barista with cbtl. *reminisce cbtl paragon happier times &amp; free meals every working day*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a weakling for flashbacks.. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, so i sent abg to work (as usual) and off home myself. sheila came over to my place for a chitchat session and we watched charlie and the chocolate factory. i've never liked the eccentric willy wonka. he gives me the jeeperscreepers. remember, me and the fear of clowns or anything of the same species?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to lose my focal point now. its my cue i guess, to continue watching 'heroes' now. or to simply sleep. afterall, im sensing a thoroughly exhausting and *lost* day tomorrow, simply cos im assigned to a station im not practically familiar with. arggghhh! now im beginning to hate the thought of the upgrade to level 3, NOT even with the business coat and all the fancies. bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to sleep now, and im awaiting the public verdict from abg on my nasi hailam. said its nice (he probably meant, edible when hungry) but shud lessen the salt input. hmmm.. shall take that into consideration. constructive criticisms are always welcomed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, i shud get going now. time is ticking! goodnight, all. goodnight love. eh sorry, you worky porky! heehee. MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you can ask for an orange, or an apple. but it will still be peeeach"&lt;br /&gt;- the turtle in kungfu panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU SAYANG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-7769296125519592195?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/7769296125519592195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=7769296125519592195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7769296125519592195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/7769296125519592195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/06/haluuuu-just-finished-bowl-of-fruits.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-3888800857304229369</id><published>2008-06-10T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T23:55:16.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heehaw! so, how long have we or *ehem* i have been away from posting an entry, a proper one, on this dear 2 yrs old bloggy? rrriiiggghhhttt.. have to admit that im a bit malas these days. esp with the laptop being such a pain in the butt. i miss the times when i would be tucked away under my blankie, and surf away without anyone disturbing me with "kak, nak pakai plak" or "kak, cepat lah". argghh! should send it for repair but im the famous procrastinator, so paham2 eh friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to be at bukit batok polyclinic today &amp; tomorrow but whaddya know, have to be back at yishun cos some colleagues are on MC thus a staff-shortage. arggghh! im like halfway through my assignment and only just gotten the hang of things but here they are spoiling everything! im not even sure im ready enough to man my own clinic (mcm aku doctor gitu eh, very feeling) once it opens on 16th june. pening kepala, wak! and on top of it all, i left my notebook, where i've written almost everything that i observe, at bukit batok. cos i thot i'll be back there again the next day. now how am i supposed to get hold of that book, which holds so many information (AND "fiza &amp; an" scribbles all over), now that i wont be going there again??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. moving on to even depressing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si tua ni, came a wee bit late to send off abang's family to umrah. i was like what, few minutes away only and they've checked in! tak dapat tengok pon!! very very sad. tried calling mama abg's fone but there was no answer. so i just left a msg. few minutes later, while we were eating at popeye's, she replied. ssssaaadddd.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lupa plak nak kirim chocolate-filled kurma eh. hehehe.. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah, so now abang is under my care. poor thing. im supposed to cook for him udang sambal for bekal today, but he have yet to pass me the udangs. heheh.. tomorrow i buy for you lah busuk.. regarding his laundry, volunteered to wash 2 days worth of clothes at a time, but he said he can manage. if cannot can just longgok everything at my place okay syg? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard to see me do some housework, so just be thankful that im actually volunteering now, being the soooo manja anak perempuan in the family. i rarely lift a finger at home, cos most of the work has been done by mama. sometimes im just so amazed at her power, the way she always manages things around the house eventhough she's also a working woman. supplies dont run out, food is always available (not when she's working overtime, but still she tries), the laundry is always done, hanged and pressed. wow! i wish i can be like her.. *cheeky smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so where was i???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right, taking care of abang. i hope i can carry out a good job. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh okaylah, i wanna go rest now. tomorrow's another working day bah! dont remind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mishy my bucuky already!! sleep tite cik abang oi. MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-3888800857304229369?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/3888800857304229369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=3888800857304229369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3888800857304229369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/3888800857304229369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/06/heehaw-so-how-long-have-we-or-ehem-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-8612524916089952571</id><published>2008-06-06T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T19:23:33.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day 2 of my hfl attachment at bukit batok polyclinic. and im so glad the day's over. there's just soooo many things to remember, to take note of, to be given special attention to. and my mind's so damn tired from the rapid absorption. tomorrow its back to yishun, and im sooo looking forward to meeting my dearest colleagues, no matter how crazy they are at times. heh. and and, before i left work yesterday, afizawati said she misses me when im not around, and that im partly the reason why she comes to work. awwww.. made my day okay, sumpah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argghhh.. i'll be back again at bt batok from monday thru wednesday. bah! they really have to drill me cos im probably going to run a one-man show when they move me up to level 3 to provide customised care for the chronic patients. power kapa. but babe, no fun dah duduk mengadap org2 sakit chronic. ahhh, that aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just here to pour my feelings out.. i really REALLY need to de-stress. ah nak mandi ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-8612524916089952571?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/8612524916089952571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=8612524916089952571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8612524916089952571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/8612524916089952571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-2-of-my-hfl-attachment-at-bukit.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25856216.post-5682667868865477138</id><published>2008-05-29T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T19:07:22.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ehem ehem.. im blogging now, attached a direct cord to the router. so 90s eh.. my wireless is still not working, despite my many desperate efforts, switching from letting it sleep, to hibernation, and then to totally turn it off. and jotosing it abit here &amp; there. and yea, not forgetting, "threatening" to buy a new lappie, which im sure after a few moments i can actually "hear" it jeering at me saying,"bedek bedek! kau takder duit!!". kurangajar kan ni laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ehem ehem.. come july, i'll be "ader duit" you dumbdumb. tak dgr berita ker? well, wen i first saw it on channelnewsasia while getting ready for work earlier today, i brushed it off thinking, "howell". probably too sleepy. but once the colleagues start filling in to the registration office, there was an excited chatter amongst them which very soon i too start joining in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Civil servants to get mid-year bonus of 0.5 month plus about $100-$300 in July.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehem ehem lagi skali lah. heehee. cheydebah! gst dividend, performance bonus, now mid-year bonus AND the extra $100-$300... wah wah wah.. *jalan mcm ali baba baru jadi kaya*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi syg, seribu kali sayang, have to save it for something else. yeap, an "ehem ehem" as well. its a secret... shhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lippie, ku berserah sajalah. u can continue jeering at me cos with bonus or not, im still gonna be same old broke fiza. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie enuff talking2.. im gonna get back to my project. a BIG project coming up. yay yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: gonna have burger king in awhile with abang. soooo kempunan.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv u luveyluv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: bubu ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25856216-5682667868865477138?l=fizan22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/feeds/5682667868865477138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25856216&amp;postID=5682667868865477138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5682667868865477138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25856216/posts/default/5682667868865477138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fizan22.blogspot.com/2008/05/ehem-ehem.html' title=''/><author><name>Khainorulha Anfiwarza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809567452584731783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNZE-RtdZhg/STv1qOdwX-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igvMBSLBf4I/S220/IMG_4047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
