<?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-7091698</id><updated>2012-01-21T19:36:09.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bee@uty13</title><subtitle type='html'>Just an Individual with her very own persepctive of Life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>304</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-2360704339068320892</id><published>2011-12-03T06:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T06:49:45.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethics and Practice - Final Countdown.</title><content type='html'>Early hebrew... Early greeks... Neoclassical Economics... Christianity:PreReformation....&lt;div&gt;Protestant Christianity. Religious views on economics - fundamentals. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moreover... the Ideologies of Adam Smith, Schumacher and Tekkel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are amongst the few topics discussed in our last ethics class today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why I'm not enthusiastic (at all) about it? I've lost touch of study happiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memory booster and all other good things please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-2360704339068320892?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/2360704339068320892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=2360704339068320892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2360704339068320892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2360704339068320892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2011/12/ethics-and-practice-final-countdown.html' title='Ethics and Practice - Final Countdown.'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-6157738530791613330</id><published>2011-11-23T10:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T10:19:59.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meenie Mean</title><content type='html'>I have a problem with dick heads. How can you be insensitive when you have just touched someone's life with kindness? Oh lord, you just pisses me off! Did you somehow gotten a calling to change? Geez I feel like killing you now. so so so so so so so so so hate you!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"when you break me with your cold shoulder....." "hate...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can go screw yourself! see if I care.... udah. titik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-6157738530791613330?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/6157738530791613330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=6157738530791613330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6157738530791613330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6157738530791613330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2011/11/meenie-mean.html' title='Meenie Mean'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-5821422360335557641</id><published>2011-10-14T12:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T12:29:22.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Month in America</title><content type='html'>Arrived on September 20th, just in time for orientation. Met a handful of people the first day and was still feeling jet-lagged. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Initially mama and ty bedah travelled to help me settle in comfortably somewhere but sadly my permanent apartment was only available after they left. But thank god they were here to keep me company the for the first 2weeks. If not I would have cried being in a new place all alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is perhaps nearly to the 4th week that i've been here in San Francisco. Made new friends, trying very hard to study and catch up with brilliant finance people around me however honestly so far, it has been a tough ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is interesting here - learnt so many things in a short time (traveling by foot, using the BART, carrying heavy stuff while walking, getting used to the american dollar, cooking&amp;amp;cleaning after myself, etc) . Everything is very independent here and America is definitely not like I pictured it to be. Anyhoo, Ill update as I go by and travel around this continent but for now its San Francisco that i'll be exploring - from food, shopping to sight seeing. Maybe, a lil bit of extra adventure?? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Updates to come! toodle loo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far, I'm healthy - my legs might be a bit more muscular compared to before :) take care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-5821422360335557641?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/5821422360335557641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=5821422360335557641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5821422360335557641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5821422360335557641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2011/10/1st-month-in-america.html' title='1st Month in America'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-4602597899409896556</id><published>2011-08-28T12:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T12:59:56.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 days to go...</title><content type='html'>To friends and readers of my blog...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been a long time since any update was done on my page. Ever since, you people have been reading my life's ups and downs as well as dilemas especially relating to the shift from work to study. Hence, to topple all worries, I am happy to announce that I have finally decided the date and will be leaving in 17days to the U.S to further my study. MFin I submit myself to you!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nonetheless, will be missing most of you (family&amp;amp;friends) but I shall constantly update you via our diverse online apps. Don't worry. Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-4602597899409896556?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/4602597899409896556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=4602597899409896556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4602597899409896556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4602597899409896556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2011/08/17-days-to-go.html' title='17 days to go...'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-4553935548480429465</id><published>2011-03-03T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T17:40:35.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judge</title><content type='html'>Damn You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How dare you judge the quality of my work or the quality of my brain treasures?! when i've not even once worked with you or had a decent conversation with you? I am so so geram la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never kill a man's dream when yours has long been gone. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No brainer la macam? To you la perhaps but don't insult others by boosting your superiority. Geez this is sickening. Good bye. Gonna go at 6pm sharp today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-4553935548480429465?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/4553935548480429465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=4553935548480429465' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4553935548480429465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4553935548480429465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2011/03/judge.html' title='Judge'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-4308600658468797138</id><published>2011-03-02T12:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T13:19:21.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dictatorship</title><content type='html'>Everywhere in the world people are fighting for rights of the marginalized. This comes down to citizens toppling dictators around the world when they feel its right or needed. Today I read that the same conduct of protest for Sarawak's forever serving CM, Taib Mahmud to step down. However the irony is, it is done in London instead of maybe "Lundu" (one of the divisions in Sarawak). This I find funny and for whatever reason is at my own discretion for my own benefit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my unbias comments is LOOK AT THE BIGGER PICTURE AND DON'T BE GOVERN BY EMOTIONS. Sorry to say this but my opinion is; somehow human beings especially those of the same religion as me &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;strictly for those extremists&lt;/em&gt;),&lt;/span&gt; they result in doing / advocating themselve in something rather radical and at the end, no one really benefits from it especially those marginalized which they were fighting for in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless this is just my honest and genuine thoughts. Please don't hold me liable for any kind of misconduct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-4308600658468797138?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/4308600658468797138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=4308600658468797138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4308600658468797138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4308600658468797138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2011/03/dictatorship.html' title='dictatorship'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-6618477868649576214</id><published>2011-02-22T09:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T09:16:51.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road to Heart Disaster</title><content type='html'>When people say its time to move on, we should - no reminiscing, no turning back. Your heart is to be preserve with care and nothing else matters. Being at war with something so dear to our hearts is the worst feeling ever. I can't imagine being constantly at war. On one side, we hear our soul screaming for freedom, yet on another we just leave it to rot and sooner or later it will gradually die. Maybe to us, this would be an easier way out then battling the storm. How idiotic and ignorant of us?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, what a feeling to start the day off. Time to work now. Good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-6618477868649576214?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/6618477868649576214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=6618477868649576214' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6618477868649576214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6618477868649576214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2011/02/road-to-heart-disaster.html' title='Road to Heart Disaster'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-4746005564926910868</id><published>2011-02-21T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T18:52:39.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dearest beloved</title><content type='html'>I'm happy and thankful to have found you in my darkest hour. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very much in love - today, tomorrow and forever. Hugs*Mwahs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-4746005564926910868?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/4746005564926910868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=4746005564926910868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4746005564926910868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4746005564926910868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-dearest-beloved.html' title='my dearest beloved'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-2079767008528436641</id><published>2011-02-15T22:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T22:41:28.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DEDICATE THIS TO SORAYA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hi sue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Countless days I feel that you're great. All my friends are because they are unique. Since the first day I met you, I thought to myself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"the girl I am with now, without her tudong on seems so normal and awesome. She will achieve wonders but the only thing that would pull her down is maybe her insecurity". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And, its true! The Sue as I know her, is very insecure; by how she looks, by what she is great with, fearing she won't fit in and constantly thinking if she will ever be great in future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well Sue truth is, you've always been great no matter what you think about yourself. The last time I checked, you're the most talented amongst us all. At least you've ever danced (and continuing it now), you know melodies, can sing, you play the piano!, you've managed to finished your 2nd part Archi (even if you dreaded the whole time), you own cool friends like us, you met awesome friends in OZ when you thought you can't, a loving family to top it all and other meaningful things in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So dearest Soraya, I think you do have an awesome life. It may not be like others but you have achievements of your own. Don't compare, don't think and don't reminisce too much. Just live your life as it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;p/s: You're fortunate to be born talented when others wish to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This final quote is for you darling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"the soul's joy lies in doing..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Percy Bysshe Shelley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nina Liyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-2079767008528436641?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/2079767008528436641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=2079767008528436641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2079767008528436641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2079767008528436641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-dedicate-this-to-soraya.html' title='I DEDICATE THIS TO SORAYA'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-4373094128437968158</id><published>2011-02-15T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T22:05:16.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continued Version</title><content type='html'>Relating to the last blog entry... I have decided it will be 1st April due to certain circumstances such as the arrival of my new boss in March, adjusting to my new responsibility @workload at work and also because I need to regain my brain confidence before I take that huge leap. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and if you're wondering what I'm talking about, it's me deciding the date to start masters part-time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers to having everything alright again! Yeay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-4373094128437968158?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/4373094128437968158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=4373094128437968158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4373094128437968158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4373094128437968158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2011/02/continued-version.html' title='Continued Version'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-4046143344571648300</id><published>2011-01-28T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T15:10:47.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Feb or 1st April</title><content type='html'>I like the idea of starting on the 1st of April. It makes it jittery sweet, just because its april fool. not. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm contemplating again. Girls...if you're reading this, I need you here. How can I make decisions without screwing my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is absurd-me think, because nothing you do in life that is good, should ruin lives-me feel. So I've concluded that I am indeed paranormal activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina, GET OVER IT! Just do what you have to do. Then again, the question is always gonna be the same. Either 18 Feb or 1st April or nothing at all? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-4046143344571648300?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/4046143344571648300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=4046143344571648300' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4046143344571648300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4046143344571648300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2011/01/18-feb-or-1st-april.html' title='18 Feb or 1st April'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-809018050208125451</id><published>2011-01-26T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T15:29:45.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dj Club</title><content type='html'>Last night was great with ma homies. Oh wait, its not great. Its AWESOME! and its been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to this karaoke open bar called Dj club. Initially I thought the Dj abbreviation stands for disc-jockey but then I realise that its actually Damansara Jaya. Hehe Wahh, what a smart coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was with Noreen (the first 2 that arrived), sitting at the high table feeling &lt;em&gt;"sexcited"&lt;/em&gt; to choose our songs and start singing along. And no joke, we chose over 20songs or more. Can u believe that? Other people would call that pure-obsession. :) After few rounds of drinks, only then the singing came out natural. But even our un-angelic natural voices were far better than those ca-ya-nun-alif's. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no offence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while waiting for the rest of the gang to arrive and at the start of our Hotel California sing-a-long, we were blessed with a visitor. I was curious of why he said hello to us then something played in my head. &lt;em&gt;"Perhaps our voices were too cool to be true".&lt;/em&gt; Yeah I think that was it. LOL. But you know what the fun part was, he asked if we were really from cali because he claimed he stayed in Hawaii for 8 years. Don't ask me what is the connection thou. Just think of this: How cool is that to have? Sandy white beaches on Hawaii Island-everyday is a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the rest of the night went by so quickly when everybody came. We finally left the place at 2am with a heavy heart and an angry Noreen because she didn't get most of her songs due to bias-ness to those Chinese regulars. Among the song they sang, I only understood the "wo ai ni" song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-in-all, last night was pleasurable with an ending at a mamak stall eating nasi lemak until 3am. Thank God today I managed to wake up for work. Thumbs up to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-809018050208125451?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/809018050208125451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=809018050208125451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/809018050208125451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/809018050208125451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2011/01/dj-club.html' title='Dj Club'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-6197360167013850587</id><published>2011-01-13T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T16:34:40.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>double-tree</title><content type='html'>I don't know why people tend to result in last minute decision or putting most "planned" things to the very last...I don't geddit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is mama's 50th birthday and I have no idea where to buy that gift I have in my head for her. It would be an awesome gift I tell you, just because of ONE reason: she would definitely LOVE it. This gift is not like those other ordinary gifts I usually get for her birthday. But oh where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now its just cards, dinner and a cake. I'm hoping for that elephant sculpture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make this possible. Oh, crap I don't geddit why I'm such a bad daughter for not planning this sooner. Geez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-6197360167013850587?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/6197360167013850587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=6197360167013850587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6197360167013850587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6197360167013850587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2011/01/double-tree.html' title='double-tree'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-1885260352796159368</id><published>2011-01-07T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T15:43:57.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H dot R</title><content type='html'>It takes ages for them to prepare it. I bet it will take approximately a week from now. So, I shall take my own sweet time to sign it. Yes, thats right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-1885260352796159368?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/1885260352796159368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=1885260352796159368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1885260352796159368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1885260352796159368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2011/01/h-dot-r.html' title='H dot R'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-3949758178558979036</id><published>2010-12-24T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T16:09:14.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HO HO HO</title><content type='html'>I must say, the greatest gift of this techno era to humankind would be the invention of "&lt;em&gt;online search engine&lt;/em&gt;" (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to me la..).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, anywhere either at work or home, I would use the search engine to retrieve all the information I needed AND of course the only one online source I trust is &lt;strong&gt;GOOGLE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes life so much simpler - &lt;em&gt;no more enduring heavy traffic to get to the nearest library or bookstore, no more paying library fees for any late return, no need to keep silent whenever we go to the library, etc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly blessed, its just a click of a button away! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Christmas I wish GOOGLE, Merry Xmas and Happy New Year! Have a splendid holiday to those who made it possible. "&lt;em&gt;Even though they might not read this".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google you are my NUMERO UNO. So, dearest earthlings -Find what is YOUR greatest gift of the century. Merry Xmas and Happy New Year everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More love from me; Miss Googling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-3949758178558979036?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/3949758178558979036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=3949758178558979036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/3949758178558979036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/3949758178558979036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='HO HO HO'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-124147689454185726</id><published>2010-12-24T11:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T15:51:59.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>theONEofEverything</title><content type='html'>Remember those bright sunny days when we were small playing alike "&lt;em&gt;polis dan pencuri"? &lt;/em&gt;We would actually fight amongst ourselves to get our desired role. Well, that was merely innocent without permanent damages. Afterall, it was just a typical play day to us and we would still be best of friends right after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I personally believe that people today should always remember their fond childhood memories in order for us to grow into refined human beings. Than maybe &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(just maybe?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; we could garner better relationship with people around us, dispose &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"godforsaken"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; violence and live in harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully when that day comes, we won't see any news alike reported in star today about the "1bigfight over 1mightbegoodconcept" which I feel is very ridiculous. But who am I to comment? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Politicians will be politicians, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the slogan again? &lt;em&gt;"Rakyat di dahulukan, Pencapaian diutamakan"/ "People first, Performance Now"&lt;/em&gt;. And for what that's worth, I hope it is the breakthrough that Malaysia needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck HER, I love you-without a doubt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-124147689454185726?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/124147689454185726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=124147689454185726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/124147689454185726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/124147689454185726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/12/theoneofeverything.html' title='theONEofEverything'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-5613310994835609947</id><published>2010-12-21T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T17:35:17.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imperfection</title><content type='html'>Out of all the things in life, the bitter sweet memories are within the imperfections of ourselves and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was nothing less, she crawled into the negative side of me. She made others feel uncomfortable when there was pratically nothing to be emotional about. I pity those who had to listen to her today but I wish her well. BECAUSE...she has always been just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chronogically, another came to me to find a way to gossip but to my surprise this gossip makes me some what happy..in a good way - not like the others. She was the imperfected part in my life yet she is the one who brought this enormous good news. She has succesfully made me smile while weathering the storm of the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good end to a completely shitty day. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is of course full of its innate obstacles but those obstacles are never with an answer or solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cheers! to those who live life to their best level. Depict those sorrows and brush them away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-5613310994835609947?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/5613310994835609947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=5613310994835609947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5613310994835609947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5613310994835609947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/12/imperfection.html' title='imperfection'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-5010835189629632584</id><published>2010-12-20T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T15:11:23.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pening Kepala</title><content type='html'>Here's the thing - I hate my job. Yes, you read correctly. I hate my job with no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to take a break. Its not that the job is demanding, just that the job here makes me sick and puuuukkkyyyy! Yuck is the word - as for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, time to try make the dizziness go away. What next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-5010835189629632584?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/5010835189629632584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=5010835189629632584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5010835189629632584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5010835189629632584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/12/pening-kepala.html' title='Pening Kepala'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-2016174828885233765</id><published>2010-12-17T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T16:20:29.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go AGAIN.</title><content type='html'>So many tests! Macam tak cukup je masuk University kamu tu susah. Now you're making it more difficult and expensive. Aisehman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost =RM1,370 (for pre-requisite exams excluding books).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you Orang Putih yang memulakan exam nie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-2016174828885233765?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/2016174828885233765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=2016174828885233765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2016174828885233765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2016174828885233765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/12/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go AGAIN.'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-2045584097256722338</id><published>2010-11-29T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T14:08:56.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did it go?</title><content type='html'>My everyday story is work. &lt;em&gt;its getting boring, yeah YOU! its getting boring&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Role Play:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up in the morning, Off to work, &lt;em&gt;"work work work"&lt;/em&gt;, Then go home, Arrive home, then sleep. Without fail, everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends are even worst; Lazying around with no sense of purpose in front of the TV, not even reading a book. I, seriously think that if I didn't have Tee around, my life would only evolve around work and home. Aisehman, so dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start writing about fun and adventorous things. Like bungee jumping, reverse bungee, scuba diving, sailing to an unknown somewhere but.. I don't really have the luxury to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So scratch the word "ADVENTURE" of my to-do list... cause it will never happen. *double :( face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully not Forever. *Wishful Thinking*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-2045584097256722338?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/2045584097256722338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=2045584097256722338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2045584097256722338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2045584097256722338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/11/where-did-it-go.html' title='Where did it go?'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-6430775027242105731</id><published>2010-11-18T17:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T17:50:37.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M&amp;A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Indeed I don't have the skills to take beautiful pictures or dance or even have an angellic voice to sing, but when a company ask me to help them with restructures, mergers and acquisition, it excites me beyond measures. It gets the ideas streaming like water from this thick skull of mine. Just few things I need to develop on -a strong fundamental understanding of the economics, and liquidity and capital raising. Oh God, help me acheive this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still so much to explore and so little time. When will the real big bucks start to come? Greed is the way of life-Yes? Well, Wall Street thought us everything we need to know about Greed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And quoting from Dr. M, &lt;em&gt;"In the West and developed countries, they have become so focused on wealth that they have forgotten their moral values. Since then we have found that they base everything on greed, and the desire for wealth overrides other moral obligations. They don't think about their commitment to society or how they acquire wealth. Now we know they have been cheating. This was time of Ivan Boesky and Michael Milken, who was selling junk bonds to make money....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a challenge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-6430775027242105731?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/6430775027242105731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=6430775027242105731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6430775027242105731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6430775027242105731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/11/m.html' title='M&amp;A'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-5988537944744765750</id><published>2010-11-02T11:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T11:14:06.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Comida</title><content type='html'>Hey Peeps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out - &lt;a href="http://www.comida.com.my/"&gt;www.comida.com.my&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will surely make you want to visit. Currently, my mouth is very very watery. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official Opened on the 29th October 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-5988537944744765750?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/5988537944744765750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=5988537944744765750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5988537944744765750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5988537944744765750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-comida.html' title='My Comida'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-2565985409470156223</id><published>2010-10-22T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T12:43:05.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lang-to-the-Ka-to-the-Weee!</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm gonna fly to langkawi with the whole bank's operation division. Its mixed feelings, really. Excited yet sad to leave KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I really really really hope the Island Hoping and teambuilding tomorrow will be a blast. Also, I hope there's no bickering amongst us. *down&amp;amp;pray*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to me and Await my next entry for juicy updates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Knee-Na+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-2565985409470156223?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/2565985409470156223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=2565985409470156223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2565985409470156223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2565985409470156223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/10/lang-to-ka-to-weee.html' title='Lang-to-the-Ka-to-the-Weee!'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-1982622598737849069</id><published>2010-09-03T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T12:00:13.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kek Lapis</title><content type='html'>Memang rahmat berjual bulan puasa nie. Allah bukakan pintu rezeki untuk semua. Alhamdulillah. Selamat Menyambut Aidilfitri. Maaf Zahir dan Batin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-1982622598737849069?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/1982622598737849069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=1982622598737849069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1982622598737849069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1982622598737849069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/09/kek-lapis.html' title='Kek Lapis'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-5414578431170015459</id><published>2010-08-26T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T15:25:23.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Resource</title><content type='html'>I'm apart of this Bank's Human Resource, someone who provides them with human capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's the latest development? I want an increment in monthly remuneration!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-5414578431170015459?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/5414578431170015459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=5414578431170015459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5414578431170015459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5414578431170015459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/08/human-resource.html' title='Human Resource'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-6365411465193225627</id><published>2010-08-24T16:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T17:11:08.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Juadah Berbuka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Al Rajhi is the first bank that I know of; gives out kuih muih and dates to all their staff for berbuka (tak kira la you non-muslim / tak puasa). Everyday we will get 1 air kotak and a small packed of kuih each. Some may bring home, some may just eat it there and then. I think, this some what makes everyone feel equal. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Eating and drinking the same thing. It brings back good old memories of Ramadhan while performing my Umrah years ago. You see people giving, sharing and sometimes fighting to get a a little piece of Rezeki. &lt;em&gt;Did you know, helping to distribute drinks and food even if its not from you, would let u gain pahala? -learnt from one of the tazkirah I went last week. Alhamdulillah. &lt;/em&gt;So, apart from everything else in the office, I think the best time of the day for me would be when you receive this. I've helped give them around once, and seeing smiling faces and when they say thanks is just heart warming, eventhough u know most could afford more than this. Selamat Berbuka!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-6365411465193225627?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/6365411465193225627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=6365411465193225627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6365411465193225627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6365411465193225627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/08/daily-juadah-berbuka.html' title='Daily Juadah Berbuka'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-18478046214133887</id><published>2010-08-20T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T12:42:04.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark</title><content type='html'>A melancholic day with no strength to go through the entire day. Even the clouds are slightly dark this morning. I've yet to see happy faces around and there's no smiling greets. Just plain people doing their regular job day in day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buuutttt...It's Friday! The day supposedly people reminisce the frutiful days of working  and then celebrate whatever goodness come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buuuuuttt.....It's not happening. So many tension, so many qualms. I wonder if this would ever end for me, changing it into the rightful positive energy I hunger for. Maybe finance is just not my thang! Its feels as Dark as 1929 Wall Street Great Crash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-18478046214133887?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/18478046214133887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=18478046214133887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/18478046214133887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/18478046214133887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/08/dark.html' title='Dark'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-6616629297683368604</id><published>2010-08-18T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T12:17:42.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaghetti Chicken Meatball</title><content type='html'>I need to learn how to do this AGAIN because my meatball was disastrous yesterday. Thank god the sauce was delicious, so yesterday was a passable menu for Sungkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work today is slow. My immediate leader went for a meeting. So now I'm back at catching up on my manual, policy and guidline readings. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I miss my Mom and Sister, they were suppose to come this weekend however other things made them stay in Kuching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s: I hate that particular other thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-6616629297683368604?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/6616629297683368604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=6616629297683368604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6616629297683368604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6616629297683368604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/08/spaghetti-chicken-meatball.html' title='Spaghetti Chicken Meatball'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-2488098991849199825</id><published>2010-08-16T00:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T16:27:53.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday and Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Saturday -I successfully made Ayam Masak Lemak Cili Padi, Ginger Beef and Caramel Pudding for Buka Puasa. Among the comments I got yesterday was "Kak Nina, your daging reminds me of how Aunty Leha use to cook them"- my brother; "This is by far the best masak lemak I've ever tasted"- nabiha. I am assuming the comments are bias because &lt;i&gt;duhhh, I'm the only one who will cook for you kids when you come home&lt;/i&gt;. *geleng kepala* However, I think my biggest accomplishment was with my first attempt to bake Oatmeal Soft Cookies (pic below). Its niceee... I swear! Sadly some got burnt, I forgot about the last tray. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505675946696543282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/TGgXGmtCjDI/AAAAAAAAADc/9JtJL9FMBBk/s320/oatmel+cookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Went to OU to have buka puasa with Sarah and Munshi along with Tee. I ate by far the Biggest Beef Burger I've ever seen. But I find the burger very dry though, they should hire me as their food critique. I'll advise them on how to make it taste better! *giggles* Nevertheless, it was a fun day today because I don't have to be on my feet for hours to cook~Yeay! Mission today, accomplished. Suntong tutok from Kuching also very nnaaaaiiiiccee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505675728816694290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/TGgW57Cb5BI/AAAAAAAAADU/JV5ATE_djh0/s320/Giant+Yankee+Burger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-2488098991849199825?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/2488098991849199825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=2488098991849199825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2488098991849199825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2488098991849199825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/08/yesterday-and-today.html' title='Saturday and Sunday'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/TGgXGmtCjDI/AAAAAAAAADc/9JtJL9FMBBk/s72-c/oatmel+cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-8548286697510409685</id><published>2010-08-10T15:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T15:10:19.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Mubarak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/TGD7Bmja8RI/AAAAAAAAADM/TRDMh8C5xXU/s1600/kuih+nyonya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503674749594300690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/TGD7Bmja8RI/AAAAAAAAADM/TRDMh8C5xXU/s320/kuih+nyonya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the midst of waiting for Ramadhan to start, I would like to take this opportunity to wish all my friends especially Soraya, Kuhaz, Syaza, Radhi &amp;amp; Ida also including those who come across my blog, Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May your Ramadhan be fruitful in terms of Ibadah and be fully blessed by Allah. Don't forget, Terawih starts tonight. Thanks Appa for reminding me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Hopefully I get to eat this before puasa esok. *cross-fingers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-8548286697510409685?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/8548286697510409685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=8548286697510409685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8548286697510409685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8548286697510409685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/08/ramadhan-mubarak.html' title='Ramadhan Mubarak!'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/TGD7Bmja8RI/AAAAAAAAADM/TRDMh8C5xXU/s72-c/kuih+nyonya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-7625569651042643629</id><published>2010-08-10T12:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T12:47:03.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a Cooler?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/TGDYn6BQcSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/j-COu_uKhnw/s1600/alg_dumpster_pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503636924747772194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/TGDYn6BQcSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/j-COu_uKhnw/s320/alg_dumpster_pool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Dumpster Pool. Location: Park Avenue. Idea: to create something that is environment-friendly. Final Concept: Brilliant! I wish Malaysia has this too.. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-7625569651042643629?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/7625569651042643629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=7625569651042643629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7625569651042643629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7625569651042643629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/08/need-cooler.html' title='Need a Cooler?!'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/TGDYn6BQcSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/j-COu_uKhnw/s72-c/alg_dumpster_pool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-613533754360913854</id><published>2010-08-09T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T19:10:06.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still waiting</title><content type='html'>my cousin is stuck in the traffic since 530 to come to KL. im still waiting. when can Malaysia not have jam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kembali pening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-613533754360913854?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/613533754360913854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=613533754360913854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/613533754360913854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/613533754360913854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/08/still-waiting.html' title='still waiting'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-5684080536724138598</id><published>2010-08-09T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T18:34:45.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 6ers</title><content type='html'>It's exactly 6.30PM on the dot now and I'm feeling light headed. As I remembered I didn't have a drink nor took drugs however I feel just entirely that. hurmm... I blame it on the cough syrup I drank last night. Tee pre-warned me not to take em, but I was too stubborn to listen. Now 'gik rasa kau'. Dang! faster ah come my ride. I am falling asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here in a non air conditioned room makes me wanna puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOME! I CAN ALREADY SEE YOUUUUU.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-5684080536724138598?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/5684080536724138598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=5684080536724138598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5684080536724138598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5684080536724138598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/08/6ers.html' title='the 6ers'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-1304413196821903517</id><published>2010-08-05T15:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T18:43:24.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosy Cheek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It all happened when I saw him walking outside the restaurant, with his lost boyish look trying to figure out what to do next. I was washed by pity and tender loving care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So I offered a friendly wave which changes every structure of his entire face painting an angelic smile across the face. As for most would despise this but how could I? when I was too mesmerized by him? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He came and sat, talked and finally cornered me into a situation where I'm left tongue tight. I could swear that my cheeks were "literally" burning due to embarassment. This goes alongside a string of questions that I just don't know how to answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"How did you meet him?, What makes you fall in love?, How tall is he?, Does he give u gifts?, Does he listen when you say things or scold him?" ....and the conversation went on for approximately an hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;However today I knew in my heart that I have learnt something valuable. He indeed has a caring heart and he only seem mean because of his status. To uphold that status is a huge responsibility. Hence, today has changed my entire perspective about him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A beautiful ending to an O-K day. Now, t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ime to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-1304413196821903517?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/1304413196821903517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=1304413196821903517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1304413196821903517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1304413196821903517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/08/rosy-cheek.html' title='Rosy Cheek'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-4275057466688778834</id><published>2010-08-05T12:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T12:39:44.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Conundrum - def: anything that puzzles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Just by that single word, it reflects the truth in ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-4275057466688778834?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/4275057466688778834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=4275057466688778834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4275057466688778834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4275057466688778834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/08/word.html' title='WORD'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-6625702995350182987</id><published>2010-07-30T15:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T13:41:40.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Today I woke up fresh and went to work early. I've never felt this good for the longest time. While sipping my morning Milo, I thought of the things my cousins used to tell me &lt;em&gt;"once you start working, thats your life and gradually the work will consume you. Changing you either into a bad or good person".&lt;/em&gt; My response was simple; Bullshit! But today, I can't agree more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In kindi -&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to be Sleeping Beauty; which I LOVE to do during all the free time I have now. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(partly I've achieved it...LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Below 12 -&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to be a fashion designer because that time I was an overweight kid who couldn't wear nice clothes. Than, I was determine to make clothes that fit bodies like mine. Can you believe that I thought of this when I was small? Weird much!? I think YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2001 -&lt;/span&gt; After PMR. The only dream was to get the hell out of the boarding school. Successfull - went to day school for the next 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2003 -&lt;/span&gt; Just after SPM: wanted to be an architect and got a chance to do so but blew it. Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2005 -&lt;/span&gt; Registered for a different course which I think is so much better than my intial Architect dream. I was taught to design and do policies for TOWNS! I felt so POWERFUL. *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2009 -&lt;/span&gt; Graduated with a dream in Mind, U.N as my ultimate career goal and I don't care how I get there but I will be part of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So decided to go for Masters - applied but never left the country. I think I'm partly brain damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Currently -&lt;/span&gt; Employed and Stuck in a foreign bank with a Boss who thinks my 2009 U.N goal is Immature because he is against Social Workers. WTF? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a Note:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's not what I wanted to do. *Haish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; He said, "I saw you as this immature young lady with extremely good potential. Thats why I hired you". I know its a compliment but I felt offended. Oh well, at first I did like my job here but now I'm just rethinking.... &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still wondering if 2009 goal is achievable or not. Hopefully next year I really get to leave the country to pursue my education. *Cross-fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just plain old ME with Big Dreams (as usual),&lt;br /&gt;+Nina Liyana+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-6625702995350182987?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/6625702995350182987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=6625702995350182987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6625702995350182987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6625702995350182987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/07/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-1880154066140851170</id><published>2010-06-29T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T14:41:52.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARB</title><content type='html'>hello. from the ARB computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the only social networking allowed. pathetic? somewhat yes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..the blue is sky! adios amigos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-1880154066140851170?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/1880154066140851170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=1880154066140851170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1880154066140851170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1880154066140851170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2010/06/arb.html' title='ARB'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-7379247745276875706</id><published>2009-12-20T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T20:58:34.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just me...</title><content type='html'>One day when i see the light ill walk to it but if i dont, ill stay where i am. No one can hurt me. No one can make me cry. im strong eventhough i know no one could understand why. ive weep but its alright. everything is fine. will they get justice? i know im pretty ugly. thanks. we are what we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-7379247745276875706?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/7379247745276875706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=7379247745276875706' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7379247745276875706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7379247745276875706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-me.html' title='Just me...'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-8540704515510426151</id><published>2009-11-12T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:40:31.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday...</title><content type='html'>"plain truth" is addictive. This is a recommendation to my friends who loves reading. The author is Jodi Picoult. Her writing is cool and full of anticipations. So if you have time, try to read it. I took 2months to finish due to the fact that working life tires me down.... so people, stay pretty, handsome, hot and cool. 143.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: even how busy you are in life, put some love into gaining different knowledge out of your study scope. i tell u, its worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s: BOND trading anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-8540704515510426151?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/8540704515510426151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=8540704515510426151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8540704515510426151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8540704515510426151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2009/11/thursday.html' title='thursday...'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-6170805891887153515</id><published>2009-09-07T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:30:17.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taking back whats mine</title><content type='html'>It has always been mine, never yours. It has always been my destiny, my happiness, my pride and my joy but never yours to claim. Nothing is impossible, for only those who are brave enough could survive this agony. Agony created by an earthling called YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anguish is never a choice but it comes naturally. One day this feeling of mine will go away. One day it will change into something really beautiful. Similarly to the beauty butterflies posses at a short time span but still has an impact. Love is great, so is hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore people, its time for us to 'bertakafur'..... good luck! Hopefully we'll make a wise choice. *full stop*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-6170805891887153515?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/6170805891887153515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=6170805891887153515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6170805891887153515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6170805891887153515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2009/09/taking-back-whats-mine.html' title='taking back whats mine'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-4994657034859256961</id><published>2009-08-30T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T12:37:48.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Mis-Concept</title><content type='html'>the concept of success is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is already there (in our lives). it depends on which path you take and how fast you'll arrive to the preferred successful destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, my cup of tea is swirling... success is indeed somewhere inside. i know i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the gift ma, pa. i love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-4994657034859256961?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/4994657034859256961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=4994657034859256961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4994657034859256961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4994657034859256961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-mis-concept.html' title='Little Mis-Concept'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-8929565947391231983</id><published>2009-08-08T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T19:36:27.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dumb dumb</title><content type='html'>i think my brain is deterorating. i think my mind wanders to every place it wants or can think of. i think my head spins too fast at times that i feel like puking. and maybe at times my brain fails for a reason. perhaps? but i can still remember the day when my brain was in good shape. is it the age or have I just stopped using it properly? oh blimey me....help the wanderer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-8929565947391231983?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/8929565947391231983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=8929565947391231983' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8929565947391231983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8929565947391231983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2009/08/dumb-dumb.html' title='dumb dumb'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-2701158021006413554</id><published>2009-08-06T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:24:07.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl behind the mask</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One fine day, a girl walks and cries. her heart bleaks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what happened? she slipped and tumble. thats why. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but today she is strong and independent. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will people still judge her and will there ever be pure bliss at the end of the tunnel?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how she wish, this is not another concrete jungle leaving people to suffocate. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the timeline is ticking....the path is set. one day it will spell out victory.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so, Cheers! to the happiness awaiting. With patience, real essence and joy we shall be there. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-2701158021006413554?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/2701158021006413554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=2701158021006413554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2701158021006413554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2701158021006413554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2009/08/girl-behind-mask.html' title='The Girl behind the mask'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-3720432285782955648</id><published>2009-06-04T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:14:42.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dah sudah lah....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;sometimes we're too caught up of living our lives that it goes on without us realising that it is stepping into new chapters everyday. just last week i thought i wouldn't be able to finish the cs and make it for clearance. but i finally did. and im so so so happy. *leaping with joy* as to that, i am proud to say im officially a graduate! ~exams are over, project paper was a success, cs done, clearance done, final transcript collected and most importantly, im no more bonded to UIA.. yes! for now, im free and await for my convocation in october. this is such a relief. -----next in my near future?! what will happen? well, lets see..... love you guys. and i miss my S and K. *mwahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-3720432285782955648?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/3720432285782955648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=3720432285782955648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/3720432285782955648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/3720432285782955648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2009/06/dah-sudah-lah.html' title='dah sudah lah....'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-9061775670668683454</id><published>2009-04-18T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:40:38.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness</title><content type='html'>i have finished final exams. i have finally hard bounded my thesis. im worthy of a degree. yes? im so happpyyyyyy! hopefully everything goes fine from now. this is my sound of freedom. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-9061775670668683454?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/9061775670668683454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=9061775670668683454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/9061775670668683454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/9061775670668683454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2009/04/happiness.html' title='happiness'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-286072471274111812</id><published>2009-03-09T13:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:33:43.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i found it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSpOMHFK4I/AAAAAAAAACI/8c466m0MJYA/s1600-h/foammy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311055921810844546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSpOMHFK4I/AAAAAAAAACI/8c466m0MJYA/s320/foammy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; People in the foam...fantastic! im somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSpOK5eCaI/AAAAAAAAACA/PbudTajuTaI/s1600-h/foam+outta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311055921485318562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSpOK5eCaI/AAAAAAAAACA/PbudTajuTaI/s320/foam+outta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blasting foam....Massive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSpNy2xG6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/bYR0QHrPV7A/s1600-h/hahahha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311055915031534498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSpNy2xG6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/bYR0QHrPV7A/s320/hahahha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Pool of Foam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-286072471274111812?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/286072471274111812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=286072471274111812' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/286072471274111812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/286072471274111812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-found-it.html' title='i found it'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSpOMHFK4I/AAAAAAAAACI/8c466m0MJYA/s72-c/foammy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-1775365730667780163</id><published>2009-03-09T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:24:29.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foam Quack Quack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ok i dont have pictures but the event was a blast. nothing beats being submerged in foam and being all flirtatious among guys i dont even remember their names after 5 minutes being around them. hah! i miss the foam, the coldness after you had the shower (to clean yourself esp. the eye) and decide being in the foam is much better and warmer. LOL i dunno how to describe this...but i definately will go to a party like that again. no doubt. as long as its clean and happening. who ever is wondering what im talking about, its the Quack Quack Foam party held yesterday, sunday 8th March 2009 at Market Place. its the beginning of great events for me this year. practically sloshed and unable to remember anything after. what say you? i wished some of my other friends were there too, but the 8 of us that went surely had fun. i can tell. as for now, im trying to find where they are posting the pictures, so i can see how silly i was and show you guys how massive the foam was. ill miss last night. my first experience. i am not a FOAM PARTY virgin anymore. hahahhaha thanks guys! and keep it up! they should do this again soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p/s: im thinking of this party for my birthday.... now i know what i want. hahahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-1775365730667780163?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/1775365730667780163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=1775365730667780163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1775365730667780163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1775365730667780163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2009/03/foam-quack-quack.html' title='Foam Quack Quack'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-6359709823994737269</id><published>2009-02-15T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:33:15.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sick but blessed</title><content type='html'>im blessed with loving parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im blessed by having good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im blessed by having cousins who understands me and like being around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mostly im blessed for being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you God for giving this terrific life to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-6359709823994737269?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/6359709823994737269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=6359709823994737269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6359709823994737269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6359709823994737269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-sick-but-blessed.html' title='im sick but blessed'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-7179478573159322951</id><published>2009-02-13T01:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T01:06:26.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect...</title><content type='html'>tonight was nearly perfect...i think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend was perfect when i heard his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all, my life is perfect when i have YOU.... (fill in the blanks...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i nak kahwin la....LOL. oh btw, happy advance VALENTINES day my friends: syaza, radhi, sue, kuhaz, ida. &amp;amp; extra special to NOREEN and DEWI. u girls are my pillars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-7179478573159322951?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/7179478573159322951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=7179478573159322951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7179478573159322951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7179478573159322951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2009/02/perfect.html' title='perfect...'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-2659961926628043748</id><published>2009-02-10T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:11:59.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should i?</title><content type='html'>its been a long time. but its coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not good with hellos, arrival, goodbyes or even departures. a person has to make the first move before i get friendly and departure happened twice recently that im glad i had strength to hold on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends departed somewhere i believe is very exciting. one place with beautiful beaches and places to explore, another a laid back place where it feels like a second home to me whenever im there. however, i know it must be scary for you but its an experience! a new world, a new chapter. i like the sound of it. u girls be glorious promise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;events after events drool over me in recent weeks. i fail to understand myself sometimes. but i love the hustle and bustle of it. i dont make sense. along the way ive learnt to appreciate myself, and along the line ive seen myself as beautiful. maybe one day ill see more of myself. and maybe, just maybe that person will notice.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please dont leave me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-2659961926628043748?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/2659961926628043748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=2659961926628043748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2659961926628043748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2659961926628043748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2009/02/should-i.html' title='should i?'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-5143303212068945816</id><published>2008-12-30T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:47:29.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Awaiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One day i will look back to the days i have experienced and gone through these past 4years (here) and if u were to ask me what i'd miss or will i miss it? honestly, my answer is "i don't know". I have no direct attachment to any area of my university grounds nor any programs in particular. but i know ill miss my girlfriends who never fails to give me a "sense of joy". definitely.  2 of them are leaving real soon. and i bit them good bye and all the best of luck. im happy for you both. *big hug* i'd miss my other friends too. they are like pillar of "gembira-ness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe (i just thought of this actually), i would miss calling kak hanim (my dean's p.a) up to make appointments to see prof mansor. She's so nice, And maybe i will miss most lecturer's room that i often visit. Other than these, if u'd ask again what else i will miss in my life if the wind direction changes soon, is the warm feeling of having my beloved family around. I would miss raya's and every other occasion we celebrate yearly. and the moral support they give me generally. as well as their endless love for me thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls promise me people you will come visit wherever i go in the future. ill come to you too if God is willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: ill miss your endless nags (i know u'd want only the best for me), your delicious cookings, and most of all your warm hugs and kisses that are able to shay the pain or sorrows i feel, away&lt;br /&gt;Appa: ill miss your advise (u never bore me with it), excellent general knowledge-ure like a living encyclopedia, and a pillar to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Asyraf: ill definitely miss the endless argues we have EVERYDAY but i will surely miss to have you sticking up for me EVERYTIME. and also the most important is, ill miss ur singing (hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;Amyrah: ill miss ur silence (most of the time), that unique laughters u fill my days with and ur remarkable huge appetite. ill miss it all.&lt;br /&gt;Kak Tina: she is like family. without her we are doomed. ill miss the fresh clean cloths that i don't have to do myself daily, ur "i'm always right" attitude (funny) and the mouth-watering sambal tempe and appam. ill miss it if i go far. *drool*&lt;br /&gt;Noreen: i miss partying with you, shopping with you, eating with you, and talking crap with you. u're like a bigger sister i never had. u were always there for me. thank you. i will definitely and surely miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, just pray i go somewhere cool, the best, safe and beautiful. So this sem's resolution is to score; dean's list or more and make the best out of all things. *cross-fingers* Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-5143303212068945816?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/5143303212068945816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=5143303212068945816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5143303212068945816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5143303212068945816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/12/awaiting.html' title='The Awaiting'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-6306036106502761224</id><published>2008-12-01T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:20:51.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>urghhh</title><content type='html'>langkawi is amazingly beautiful and the sand is exceptionally gorgeous. i want to spend the rest of my time on the beach here. and there, people thought we do not have sandy white beaches. langkawi says it all. im in love. joe, lets go! i want a getaway with you here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results are sucky. no elaboration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma, im sorry. *big hug*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-6306036106502761224?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/6306036106502761224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=6306036106502761224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6306036106502761224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6306036106502761224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/12/urghhh.html' title='urghhh'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-1084899677395419595</id><published>2008-11-13T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:05:13.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yada-yada</title><content type='html'>Who’s the funniest drunk person you know?&lt;br /&gt;myself… really! I get real stupid. *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you feel when you woke up? this morning?&lt;br /&gt;With a smiling face thinking what a great day today would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;messy. I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name something great that happened Friday?&lt;br /&gt;ermm….i had all the people I love around me. My family and my friends in the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you saw your father?&lt;br /&gt;this morning before he left for work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your life as of now?&lt;br /&gt;no…its depressing. Exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything you want someone to realize?&lt;br /&gt;yes of course! Open your eyes and look at me already. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you regret doing something in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;yes, not studying extra hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been kissed by a person thats name starts with J?&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha this is a good one! Lets figure…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you drink coffee?&lt;br /&gt;yes I do…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you crack your knuckles?&lt;br /&gt;every once in awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your most recent accomplishment?&lt;br /&gt;sleeping til 5pm..wanted to do that for the longest time really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone call you babe or baby?&lt;br /&gt;*grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing yesterday at midnight?&lt;br /&gt;drinking with my cousins at home… and eating laksa sarawak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can’t you wait for?&lt;br /&gt;holiday, korea trip, road trip with the girls and bla bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you currently hear?&lt;br /&gt;the thunder outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person’s voice you heard over the phone?&lt;br /&gt;my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever passed out on the bathroom floor?&lt;br /&gt;nope but if u consider sleeping in the bathroom the same then yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the highlight of your week?&lt;br /&gt;exams. Exams and more of it. boringgg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;June 13th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get along with girls?&lt;br /&gt;yes. Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like surprises?&lt;br /&gt;think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;dad’s birthday, mama and myra is coming! Completion…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you listening to any music?&lt;br /&gt;yes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s 4 in the morning, your phone rings?&lt;br /&gt;yeah so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you laughed really hard?&lt;br /&gt;last night. Oh thank you, you two…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you get the shorts/pants you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;from seeds. hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How tall are you?&lt;br /&gt;5’5” or 6”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever keep arguing even when you know you’re wrong?&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the next time you will see your grandma?&lt;br /&gt;never.. she passed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have or want any piercings?&lt;br /&gt;I do but want more esp on the nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your plans for the future?&lt;br /&gt;korea in 2 weeks, road trip with the girls in dec, langkawi for new year, maybe in may off to oz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever set foot in a tanning bed?&lt;br /&gt;nope..dont need it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the last time you watched a hockey game?&lt;br /&gt;like never?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever bought/sold anything on Ebay?&lt;br /&gt;nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the Souldja Boy dance?&lt;br /&gt;yeah…the funny one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite sport to watch in the summer Olympics?&lt;br /&gt;track, swimming, gymnastic and current favourite is volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever flushed a fish?&lt;br /&gt;nope…not that dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you recycle?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you make your bed everyday?&lt;br /&gt;of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you spend most your money on?&lt;br /&gt;food. I love ‘em food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pillows do you sleep with?&lt;br /&gt;like 6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got anything to do today?&lt;br /&gt;dinner with dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peppermint or spearmint?&lt;br /&gt;none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who came over last?&lt;br /&gt;no one..i went over my cousins’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last movie you watched at home?&lt;br /&gt;cant remember…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who introduced you to your boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;the club. hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of milk do you drink?&lt;br /&gt;skim milk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-1084899677395419595?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/1084899677395419595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=1084899677395419595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1084899677395419595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1084899677395419595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/11/yada-yada.html' title='yada-yada'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-1250093007179236604</id><published>2008-09-23T05:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T05:14:29.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its them, and has always been</title><content type='html'>one night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NL:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i love you both.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NN: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i love isk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DW: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can i love myself ah? hehehehhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NL:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i dont care i still love you both...&lt;/span&gt; *GRIN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NN &amp;amp; DW: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u cannot love 2 person at a time. its called cheating. JB?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NL:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; if thats called cheating...then ive cheated all along. cause ive always been in love with both of you! ahhh who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*thinking...i've always loved the family. its unity, its bond, the endless love within, its odd ways of expressing and acting, the ranjak-ness, the care....nevertheless they are still the coolest. no matter what others say, love has been carved for them through bad times and good times. this is the thick blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-1250093007179236604?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/1250093007179236604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=1250093007179236604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1250093007179236604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1250093007179236604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-them-and-has-always-been.html' title='its them, and has always been'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-3349419343564825283</id><published>2008-09-04T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:32:01.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>closure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;if i am or was at WRONG. tell it to my face. don't go complain to anyone else but me. if you're too chickened out to tell me face to face, there are many ways of communicating in our diverse world today. thanks to technologies. go ahead pick and choose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;if i am BAD, don't say its because of somebody else's influence. its all me. don't blame it on my parents, my siblings, my friends or even MY COUSIN. its me. and please don't say nasty things about them. cause YOU don't know them well enough like I do. be sensible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;if i am so IMPOSSIBLE to be with, why say you stay forever in the first place? just let me be in the shadows of not knowing. let me await the moment for the FOREVER-ness to kick in; when or where ever it shall happen. im happier by knowing someone is learning to love or loves me in the present even if it means NOT forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;if im ever a bad FRIEND to anyone or not worth being friends with, leave me and go find other people who can love and treat you well cause honestly you're doing justice to yourself and me. save us all the trouble of bickering and bitching about. i don't want to fight anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;if ever you wished that im the PERFECT daughter for you, im sorry to disagree or to be the total opposite. i have my flaws but nevertheless i know for sure i love you more than anything. please don't brag about me, don't fret about me, don't compare me, but just love me for being me. i hope one day when you see that, you will learn to appreciate what im doing for you before, now and than. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;if one day you realise that every thing i say is a LIE and im SELFISH, on that day promise me (each and everyone of you) that you move away from me cause the last thing i want to do is to hurt everyone of you by lying or just being the STUPID me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;have a delightful life. im ok.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-3349419343564825283?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/3349419343564825283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=3349419343564825283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/3349419343564825283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/3349419343564825283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/09/closure.html' title='closure'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-4891808574061888856</id><published>2008-08-25T02:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T02:51:22.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end for them...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SLGslfwKlYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/560BMrHZl9U/s1600-h/s%26k2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238157601787254146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SLGslfwKlYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/560BMrHZl9U/s320/s%26k2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My dear friends: kuhaz and sue, have finally graduated and free from IIUM. CONGRATULATIONS!!! dearly beloved-s. i love you guys dearly. so where to next?? *GRIN*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lots of love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;NinaLiyana&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-4891808574061888856?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/4891808574061888856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=4891808574061888856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4891808574061888856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4891808574061888856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/08/end-for-them.html' title='the end for them...'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SLGslfwKlYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/560BMrHZl9U/s72-c/s%26k2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-2381759705013240823</id><published>2008-08-21T14:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T14:46:12.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from kuhaz....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IM A LAID-BACK DOER (LD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laid-back Doers are friendly, happy persons. They enjoy being together with other people. Smart, eloquent, witty and charming, they like to be the centre of attraction. They do not like to be alone. Their zest for life ensures that others feel well in their company and that they quickly get to know people. Laid-back Doers get the best out of every moment - many people of this type have a gift for making their whole life one big party. Boredom is unknown in their presence because they are very good at carrying others away with their enthusiasm, their good mood and their optimism.&lt;img src="http://www.ipersonic.com/tags/ld.png" alt="Laid-back Doer" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abstract thinking and profound philosophising about the meaning of life appeal less to Laid-back Doers. They are pragmatic, realistic and live completely in the here and now. At work too, they prefer it when it’s all go and they can act out their purposeful manner to the full. They have no problem handling several tasks at once and they blossom out in crisis situations! A varied field of activity with a lot of social contacts is just the right thing for them. One will also seldom find them inactive in their spare time; due to their open, curious nature, they mostly have many hobbies and interests. They are not afraid of the unknown: as they are flexible and creative, they quickly adjust to new situations and make the best of them. They sometimes come into conflict with strict rules or hierarchies by which they quickly feel constrained and against which they rebel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As friends, Laid-back Doers are generous, helpful persons who attach great importance to harmonious relationships and a good atmosphere. Their sociable manner means that they have a large circle of friends and they love having the house full of many different types of guests. They are happy to give in to their spontaneous moods and fancies in the just one or two important things. This makes them appear somewhat unpredictable to those with a quieter nature. When it really matters, you can rely on them one hundred percent. As partners, they are creative, impetuous and imaginative - as long as their partner knows how to fascinate them. They can hardly stand boredom or routine in a relationship. They do not like conflicts at all; if a relationship becomes too strenuous or involves too much effort, they tend to withdraw from the partnership and start to look for a new partner. However, if one manages to keep their curiosity alive in the long term and surprise them again and again, one has a loyal and loving partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-2381759705013240823?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/2381759705013240823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=2381759705013240823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2381759705013240823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2381759705013240823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/08/from-kuhaz.html' title='from kuhaz....'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-6345992117222380939</id><published>2008-08-10T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T02:00:16.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i love pretty things.... and olmypic's opening was spectacular. 080808 @ 8.08pm in China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my new name: renesmee carlie cullen.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how i wish i can be her. i like her powers. i want that slide show effect. i want to be extremely gorgeous like a half breed too. and i want to be her cause im greedy. being her means i can have both edward cullen and jacob black. how much happier can i be? yes yes im weird. but this is my illusion...why cant there be powers as such in existence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-6345992117222380939?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/6345992117222380939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=6345992117222380939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6345992117222380939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6345992117222380939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/08/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-1269934544607111287</id><published>2008-08-04T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:35:24.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you and me and world affairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am miserable because i did something really bad to you. and im sorry. i hope you can find somewhere in your heart to forgive me. i love you still. very much. the weekend will not be the same without what u made me feel. you're my anchor, my pillar, my love. i need you all the time. pls dont go. stay forever.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: girls, is it ok if i decide to get married real soon?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-1269934544607111287?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/1269934544607111287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=1269934544607111287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1269934544607111287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1269934544607111287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-and-me-and-world-affairs.html' title='you and me and world affairs'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-4417040960897564429</id><published>2008-07-29T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T13:59:58.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeeeeeeeeeeee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i barely have anything to say these days. i was demotivated last week, and im JUST ok this week. i don't know how ill feel next week...hopefully i will be some sort of rajin-ner. other than this, i have nothing else to say. "i miss the bed at home and it has only been a day". full stop. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-4417040960897564429?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/4417040960897564429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=4417040960897564429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4417040960897564429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4417040960897564429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/07/weeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='weeeeeeeeeeeeeee!'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-1777604964866457711</id><published>2008-07-14T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T16:16:41.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you, me, and the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are the one i rely on. you are the one who understands my needs (always). you are the one i love the most. you are my saviour. and your love for me is unconditional. you guide me when im at my ultimate lost. you pick me up when nobody wanted to. you tell me when im at wrong. we quarrel and have our misunderstandings but nothing we do can ever separate me from you. This is because i love you endlessly. sometimes i dont show, or seem to appreciate much but this is how i feel. i pledge to take care of you till the day you or i die. and i pledge to make u happy. with God's permission, ill love you with all my heart til my very last breath. dear MAMA, i love you. nothing in this world can be compared to your love for me, and my love for you. this is honest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-1777604964866457711?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/1777604964866457711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=1777604964866457711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1777604964866457711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1777604964866457711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-me-and-world.html' title='you, me, and the world'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-5909734325875572605</id><published>2008-07-08T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T14:18:34.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness in me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;i wish........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to dance on a stage, the lights shinning me through and to hear everyone applause for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish for so many things in this world... e.g: world peace, better lives for the needy, selfishly wishing im with a better figure or was born within the manhattan upper east side clicks (influence of tv..) &amp;amp; etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here i also wish i was born for the stage; for plays and to wear those beautiful costume.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes i wish i'm a musician. i dream to be able to make music and write meaningful lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a good lyricist. or a poetic music critic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the best job in this whole world? ..... something that makes that person happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly i wish money wasn't THE measurement of worldly success...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-5909734325875572605?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/5909734325875572605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=5909734325875572605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5909734325875572605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5909734325875572605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/07/happiness-in-me.html' title='happiness in me'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-8381392604790228025</id><published>2008-06-20T17:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:39:43.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>linkeddd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was reading through the many blogs i know and came across sue's blog. her recent post made me stop and religiously read. i guess sue has always had that in her. writing honestly from her heart: staying true to words! and making statements that u know exist but wouldnt think of, until someone points it out...&lt;em&gt;dear sue, i like your post. recently, being so much around someone who makes a living out of music and has the passion for it has me to agree with you.....maybe one day ill introduce you to him and vice versa. i think you guys will make good friends. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my music knowlegde may be little, i may be tone deaf, i may not know how to play all those fantastic music instruments that i wish i could, but i know ive never NOT like music. esp. good music with its very own soul within. it has so much helped me through my ups and downs in life.....as i believe it did to you too. and im a dancer to my own music and a singer to my own lyric. Hence, may music breed forever in our soul.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**a tribute to those who thinks highly of great music. thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-8381392604790228025?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/8381392604790228025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=8381392604790228025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8381392604790228025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8381392604790228025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/06/linkeddd.html' title='linkeddd...'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-4761649362752214534</id><published>2008-06-17T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:53:02.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday, again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;birthdays are usually overrated....but i just need to share this. i like my birthday this year. its the best thus far. thanks to the people that made it possible and managed to suprise me&lt;em&gt;.....*nasib i didnt cry&lt;/em&gt;* my love and appreciation to those who came. special tribute to the organizers - asyraf, amon, mine, jenk, and khairy. to my beloved cousins; dewi and fifie, thanks for being there. i love each and everyone who came. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p/s: thanks for the endless wish on my birthday people! its nice when people remember.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p/p/s: oh ya, i got lotsa useful presents this year....thanks ma, pa, asyraf, myra and mine. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-4761649362752214534?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/4761649362752214534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=4761649362752214534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4761649362752214534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4761649362752214534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/06/birthday-again.html' title='birthday, again!'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-8391669549271068801</id><published>2008-06-04T02:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T02:58:39.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart ache</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss you... so much.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;oh dear God, make me strong!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-8391669549271068801?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/8391669549271068801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=8391669549271068801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8391669549271068801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8391669549271068801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/06/heart-ache.html' title='heart ache'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-1028009500828712278</id><published>2008-06-01T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:14:56.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again its you</title><content type='html'>miserable...is it a sin to feel this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im annoyed that i feel that way now. im sick that im still falling so deep for you. i feel sorry that you don't feel the same way too. but i have no regrets of being involve with you. at least i smiled. at least i was happy. and memories i have now of you are only the sweet ones which i will cherish in my heart. i loved u. maybe still. but it doesnt matter now.... u deserve to be happy, and so do i. i wish u great.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somehow, they say...the grass is always greener on the other side...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-1028009500828712278?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/1028009500828712278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=1028009500828712278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1028009500828712278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1028009500828712278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/06/again-its-you.html' title='again its you'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-1406271219097867124</id><published>2008-05-30T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T20:08:51.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my trip to sibu and kapit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;helloooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back to the grounds of kuching....and may i say, the journey i had was fruitful and "new".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole journey includes me getting on the plane (the usual), hopping on boat rides (and if ure wondering, its not similar to cruises AT ALL..), travelling on the SG fourwheeldrive and walking into the "ulu" sites. but it was enjoyable and honestly, i wouldn't mind being posted as a planning officer anywhere far within the borneo islands. as long as it has the basic electricity and water ill be alright. for e.g, kapit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i visited long houses too... teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next few days is holiday because Gawai is approaching. to those celebrating gawai... "Gayu Guru Gerai Nyaaaamai"...Selamat Hari Gawai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-1406271219097867124?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/1406271219097867124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=1406271219097867124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1406271219097867124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1406271219097867124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/05/hellooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='my trip to sibu and kapit'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-9031809629300775482</id><published>2008-05-24T10:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T10:41:20.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upcoming journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;next week, tuesday 27.05.08, ill be going to 4 new places (Sibu-Selangau-Kapit-Song). thanks to the place im training at; that i get this opportunity to finally go places. *GRIN* hopefully its going to be a fruitful event. i can't wait......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-9031809629300775482?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/9031809629300775482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=9031809629300775482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/9031809629300775482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/9031809629300775482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/05/upcoming-journey.html' title='upcoming journey'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-996581414459075464</id><published>2008-05-21T10:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:22:13.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the in thing now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SDONErdbz6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/NFv47S80wwk/s1600-h/flyer_ori.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202657106068230050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SDONErdbz6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/NFv47S80wwk/s320/flyer_ori.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;To all jewellary, art and craft lovers, do come to The Flea Market in Tun Jugah this coming weekend. and yeah.... watch out for the QACAQ stall....everything is so beautiful. See you there! Support the local entrepreneurs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: make sure you people grab this voucher one each to get great discounts &amp;amp; offers on the day itself. it is NOT VALID for any other offers....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-996581414459075464?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/996581414459075464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=996581414459075464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/996581414459075464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/996581414459075464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-thing-now.html' title='the in thing now...'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SDONErdbz6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/NFv47S80wwk/s72-c/flyer_ori.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-7574114288535964756</id><published>2008-05-20T13:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T13:57:46.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We've been down that road before....and its over now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For once in our life we have find that someone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who will turn your world around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or pick u up when ure feeling down....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Even now nothing can change what you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;There's still love i could say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;143.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-7574114288535964756?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/7574114288535964756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=7574114288535964756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7574114288535964756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7574114288535964756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-heaven.html' title='My Heaven'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-9212726087544251365</id><published>2008-05-20T12:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T12:45:47.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fascination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it was a long weekend, monday was a holiday. it was a nice break. &lt;em&gt;"me likey-lazy day".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the past week has been a handful of events. from the best to the worst. but despite anything i don't regret any minute or second of it. i am becoming a person who accept things as it happens, as it comes and as it goes. im too tired to fight back..... and here i am praying for a better end somewhere. maybe i need to believe in the beautiful innocent things that facinate me when i was little. at least im protected by that barrier.... the illuminating light i usually see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thus far, music has become a good companion to me. so is my newly found friend adzeem aka jenk. a tribute to honesty, sincerity, care, love and fun he shows me through his friendship and music.... and not forgetting my little cousins, nieces and nephew who enlights my days with laughters. thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im well-protected. for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Out to my friends; i MISS you guys thoroughly. i wish all of u are here... *BIG HUG*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-9212726087544251365?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/9212726087544251365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=9212726087544251365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/9212726087544251365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/9212726087544251365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/05/fascination.html' title='fascination'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-5377146906334927746</id><published>2008-05-12T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:24:36.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you.</title><content type='html'>music and you. a synonym im proud of. music is your life. basically everything. u dropped everything for it. and i envy you for being able to stand up for what u love. and that makes the little girl in me adores you. u give me the feeling of content. the freedom of movement. i like you. i like you just because you give me the pride for just being me. thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-5377146906334927746?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/5377146906334927746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=5377146906334927746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5377146906334927746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5377146906334927746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/05/you.html' title='you.'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-5084816935722143413</id><published>2008-05-01T10:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T10:42:21.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderous (if theres such word)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;When i woke up this morning, i said to myself, &lt;em&gt;"Nina, why are u still in bed? ure suppose to be at work kan?"&lt;/em&gt; then i remembered its a holidayyyyyyyyy! hahaha thank God its Labour Day. TGILD... hahahha. so i tucked myself back into bed and doze off for another hour or so. i woke up fresh, happy and feeling lucky. weeeeeeeeeeeeee! oh, i might go for Miri Jazz festival early may. wanna come anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-5084816935722143413?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/5084816935722143413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=5084816935722143413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5084816935722143413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5084816935722143413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/05/wonderous-if-theres-such-word.html' title='wonderous (if theres such word)'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-4074764100087655979</id><published>2008-04-26T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:16:52.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd &amp; 3rd week</title><content type='html'>ok its the end of 3rd week for my practical training. and here's an update to my friends who are interested how i progressed after the interesting first week. here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd Week -&lt;/strong&gt; Like many government offices, our sector surely has a lot of meeting to attend to. so this week alone i attended 2 meetings. since my supervisor is around this week, i had more fun during practical and learning things. &lt;em&gt;monday,&lt;/em&gt; i attended the Sri Aman-Betong Urban and Regional Study-An economic briefing between SPU and rekarancang&amp;amp;BL consultant. and yes friends, its rekarancang from tmn melawati i tell you. hahaha. and in the afternoon again i compiled more project budget. i feel like an accountant all of a sudden. &lt;em&gt;tuesday,&lt;/em&gt; i was exposed to a study of sustainable development for sarawak which consist of sustainable transport approach that wants to incorporate public transportation in all major towns in Sarawak headed by Dr Lawrence. but its still in study thou. it will take some time for decision-makers to realise the importance of it. since Dr Lawrence is a transport expert. so he was the one overly excited, which is a good thing. &lt;em&gt;(radhi, u should have had him for your supervisor...he is nice and willing to help. he might be good mentor for your thesis).&lt;/em&gt; and in the afternoon i helpd Mr Lau with technical papers comment compilation. &lt;em&gt;wednesday&lt;/em&gt; was a day of merantau. i visited land and survey HQ with Dr Lawrence to see how map is produced in Sarawak, the development control, siting and etc. its a different environment but educational. &lt;em&gt;the next day&lt;/em&gt; however came to a point of reading again; read the RTPI (Royal Town Planning Institute, UK) journal. It became useful for my upcoming thesis. :) and &lt;em&gt;friday&lt;/em&gt; was another meeting day; attended the Healthy City (Healthy Food Outlet in Padungan) meeting with Dr Lawrence and Mr Lau Yok King at MBKS. and after friday prayers help Ms Rozita prepare slides for MITran meeting on monday pertaining to transport which i compiled statistical data of transportation. &lt;em&gt;Sunday was our bowling tournament and we got 3rd place! hahahah how cool is that? conclusion, week 2 is better. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd week -&lt;/strong&gt; moved to land and survey since Dr Lawrence believes that i should have hands on, on how planning is implemented on the ground. after the MiTran meeting on Monday i moved to land and survey the very next day. and was put at the siting section where i learned to choose sites for land uses and approving building plans. it was a difficult and choatic work but i managed with the help from Mr Hashimi. the following days i helped them prepare plans for reports and did a little bit of conveying. Once in awhile i go to the Steno area just to lari from work. but as a rap, the 3rd week is also successful despite the new environment. thank god there are nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till later. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-4074764100087655979?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/4074764100087655979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=4074764100087655979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4074764100087655979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4074764100087655979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/04/2nd-3rd-week.html' title='2nd &amp; 3rd week'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-5627379437204455895</id><published>2008-04-12T14:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T15:08:40.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerja itu....</title><content type='html'>i successfully finished my first week of practical training. *phew* ok, here's the details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07.04.08&lt;/strong&gt; - i came to the office 15mins early. its early in my dictionary cause nina never comes to anything on time. sad aint it? i was a nervous wreck when i came. had to obtain pas pelawat from the guard house since i cannot enter without it. so, after that i waited for the lift (like the rest of them) and i get all this stare (all may be thinking...hey, who are you ah??) but i just smiled (nina and her beautiful smile. hahahhaha) and when i was in the lift i press 6th floor and there i was in the office that im gonna train for the rest 12weeks. the office is nice (a good transition from any other gov office ive entered..its so lively!). As i walked in and try to find this lady called MS Rozita, a guy called me and asked what i am here for, so i said "im the new practical student, is MS Rozita in?" but apparently she wasn't in yet so was my supervisor. So i had to wait until 830am for them to finally report for duty. So there i learn my office hours is 830pm to 530pm.&lt;em&gt; it sucks&lt;/em&gt;. for the first day i sat in MS Rozita's office and she brief me on office ethics and who and who is in charge of what. afterwards, she had to go for a meeting and then to the hospital, so there i was left to read all reports on urban and regional planning of Sarawak. its interesting at first but i nearly fell asleep after an hour. boring stuff ok. lunch break i dashed out of the office to meet Mizie; im craving for verbal communication ok! not that the staff is not friendly but im too shy to get out of the cubicle. ;p after lunch at around 430pm, my supervisor finally called me in to discuss my work, and he gave my very first assignment: &lt;em&gt;"read the Sri Aman-Betong urban and regional study report and give your critique"&lt;/em&gt; he says....so i did just that the very next day. in conclusion, my day was boring and useless. except for the part i met my supervisor, talked to him and kenal few of the staff. he seems impressed with me and he is so baik. i consider myself lucky. (so many la to narrate!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08.04.08&lt;/strong&gt; - critique paper for 2hours and im idling again. nothing to do. so i read my book. no web browsing cause i need password to use the browser...boring again! but im ok with it. at least i get to sit in Dr Lawrence room (thats the name of my supervisor btw) - acting like im the urban and regional director. hahahaha i went for my first lunch with few staff. and they are quite friendly and oh boy, they like to gossip! but the good part is i dont feel like an outcast anymore. thank god. after lunch work started to come, i had to compile project budgetting for them. and i just realise i can do work really fast and efficiently when i put my mind to it. under one hour i finished whole 3 projects budget from 2006 to 2009. im so proud of myself. the rest of the day is ok. and today too, i got my pas &lt;em&gt;"pekerja sementara"&lt;/em&gt; meaning i dont need to use the pas pelawat anymore! *GRIN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09.04.08&lt;/strong&gt; - i am introduced to &lt;strong&gt;vision 5S&lt;/strong&gt;. its this thing about organizing your office to have a better working environment. everybody was so into it and busy. this is because on friday they have "pensijilan 5S"; and if they succeed they will be the first Sarawak office to get it. so everybody really work on it especially kak rozita, kak siti and kak sal - i helped too and extended my working hours to 630pm. and today too i met the boss for the first time - Hj Ismawi. He is not scary looking at all. he even smiled at me. so i smiled back. office environment is getting better. everyone is friendlier and i met new people. i even went to the GIS department to kacau and learn a few things (the maps they produce is superb. so nice and colourful- thanks to Dr Alias i know a thing or two from GIS class...so i dont seem stupid when they asked). all of them seems interested to know who i am. i let it be. its nice to meet new people and know them anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.04.08&lt;/strong&gt; - today is all about 5S more on gotong-royong and gunting-menggunting. but i liked it. it makes me bond better with all of them. i even stayed until 10pm to help finish up the 5S thingy. if ure wondering what is 5S, ask me. :) they seem to be very grateful every second i was there. i feel appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.04.08&lt;/strong&gt; - pensijilan day, everyone was making final touch ups and all was very nervous. i can't help but laugh. but we manage to score 90% for the 5S program and entitled to a sijil. everyone leap with joy, who ever stayed late last night was given the half day off. so, with all the excitement i skip joyfully back to my car (literally) and drove home. the day is beautiful and im well- connected with all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week i will start training for my study field full force. hopefully its a success too. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-5627379437204455895?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/5627379437204455895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=5627379437204455895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5627379437204455895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5627379437204455895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/04/kerja-itu.html' title='Kerja itu....'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-7028108068557793429</id><published>2008-04-02T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T13:32:17.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misfit of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;life is interestingly good for change. exams over and im waiting for the industrial training to commence. oh well, a fine tune of everything i must say. nothing to update. just happy to be alive and kicking! lets render our lives much. im up to it. are u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-7028108068557793429?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/7028108068557793429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=7028108068557793429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7028108068557793429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7028108068557793429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/04/misfit-of-life.html' title='misfit of life'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-7330350400576162968</id><published>2008-03-31T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T01:25:36.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u suck</title><content type='html'>u know everytime exam week comes, i feel the churn to be someone that is free-spirited-let go and just ignore the fact that i havent studied and sooooo not ready for the exams. i feel it now. i wanna let go but i cant. i need good grades. and it sucks. all of this sucks. just 2more papers. why la every semester mesti ada subjects that suck. and this moment, now, suck. aiyah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-7330350400576162968?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/7330350400576162968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=7330350400576162968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7330350400576162968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7330350400576162968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/03/u-suck.html' title='u suck'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-8177167770685080573</id><published>2008-03-16T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T13:42:00.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNBURST 2008</title><content type='html'>SUNBURST was the bomb and a blast! no other words can describe how i feel. im so much or extremely happy and satisfied. the show is incredibly amazing. my sole purpose of going to sunburst is none other than my beloved boyfriend, JOHN LEGEND. God i waited for him for 4 years. has been his big fan since the very first song, Ordinary People and mind you, i actually screamed when he sang that song and of course the save room song and the rest. i know each line of the lyric okk. His performance is just so mind blowing. Usually ill be gross out by the fact that a person is so sweaty and opt not to go near. but JL is just a defacto. If i was given a chance to hug him with all that sweat ill be happy to do it. seriously. he is sooooo HOT! Next time he comes, i am going to make sure im right in front. THE FIRST ROW. so toodles for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: the rest was extremely good too. The Roots came mannn... weeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+NinaLegend+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-8177167770685080573?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/8177167770685080573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=8177167770685080573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8177167770685080573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8177167770685080573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/03/sunburst-2008.html' title='SUNBURST 2008'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-1373239548771881649</id><published>2008-03-13T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T03:03:08.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nie kengkawan saya punyer pasal la nie.... i got hooked to answering it too. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Introduction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First Name - Nor Amanina Liyana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nickname - nina, nina, nina and once my teacher called me nora and once my friend tried to call   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me LIA. eeeeeee....dont like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Name you wish you had - never thought of this. maybe a pretty name like the flower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What do people normally mistake your name as - nothing actually except for the first syllabus of my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Birthday - 13 June 1986 - the best day of the year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Birthplace - S.L Sim Clinic, Kuching, Sarawak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time of Birth - 12noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Single or Taken - Taken definately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zodiac sign - Gemini...beware i have split personality!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Appearance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How tall are you - 5'5"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wish you were taller - yeah maybe 5'8"....i wonder what life would be? guys takut kot. hahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eye color - dark brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eye color you want - blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Natural Hair color - Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Current Hair color - karat colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Short or long hair - intermediate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Curly, Straight, Wavy - tak terurus. hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last time you did something dramatic with your hair - ages ago when i coloured my whole head purple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you wear make-up - on special occasion yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ever had hair extensions - nope. never did find any reason to. but i would love to try!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paint your nails - yes. currently its pink! hahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the opposite gender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What color eyes - grey...the look so mysterious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What color hair - other than normal? hahaha blonde?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shy or Outgoing - cant decide. depends on my mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Looks or personality - personality definately. looks can only satisfy me to a certain point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sexy or Cute - sexy la! the hunky sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Serious or Fun - 2 in 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Older or Younger than you - is younger better or older better? the better one i choose. heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A turn on - their incredible eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A turn off - that does not have good table manners when needed, someone i cannot talk senses to, an irritating guy and definately the gruesome one. bak kata org swak, nok ceridak bah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This or that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Flowers or Chocolate - none? i want a car can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pepsi or Coke - neither. i prefer plain water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Relationship or One night stand - open relationship? hahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School or Work - school. cause i can still screw up and do it all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love or Money - duak-duak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Movies or Music - both both both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Country or City - Country. so free and so serene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunny or Rainy days - depends on my mood of the day. but i love both equally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friends or Family - both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wish you were a prince/princess - yes, i always wanted to be sleeping beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Liked someone who was taken - so many timess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shaved your head - i want to but someone wont let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Been in love - too many that sometimes i think its just crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Used chopsticks - most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sang in the mirror to yourself - saya yg terhebat. sejak kecil lagi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Favorites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Flower - daisies. the best flowers ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Candy - the worm candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Song - too many to list. currently i love - sempurna by andra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Color - all of them? i think most fav may be fuschia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Movie - ermm...Dirty Dancing Havana Nights, Sound of Music and Drumline...among the fav la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Word - ngek! bongok! ala comel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Junk food - kerepek bantal, and kuih cincin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Website - amanina.blogspot.com....tee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lotion - nivea cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Animal - dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ever cried over someone - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is there anything you wish you could change about yourself - slimmer version of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you think you’re attractive - yes inside out. heheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you had to choose a fairytale as your life what would you choose - little mermaid. can swim in the ocean without oxegen tank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you play any sports - nope. thats why im fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;III The rules:- Link to your tagger and post these rules. List (8) random facts about yourself and tag (8) people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) i like to cook, bake and clean the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) i hate studying for law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) my favourite past time is i talk to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) i cannot stop talking and sometimes i bore people with what i want to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) i couldnt care less of all the random things i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6) i eat my french fries with ice cream (plain vanilla only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7) my inner child is strong and throws tantrum if its not set loose once in awhile. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8) i am into politics nowadays. who would have imagine that to happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who ever wants to do this...lets do it!!! kalau boring la... hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-1373239548771881649?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/1373239548771881649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=1373239548771881649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1373239548771881649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1373239548771881649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/03/nie-kengkawan-saya-punyer-pasal-la-nie.html' title=''/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-1498713578963824774</id><published>2008-03-13T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T02:32:08.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kuching</title><content type='html'>i went back for the weekend. my cousin's wedding is a blast and i met a lot of people i never imagined to meet after a long time, including my ex. and it was ironically not so awkward. we chatted, we said our hellos and it was all fine. other than that, the wedding was beautiful and the party was a blast. congrats! i cant wait to see your babies in future. *grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-1498713578963824774?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/1498713578963824774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=1498713578963824774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1498713578963824774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/1498713578963824774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/03/kuching.html' title='kuching'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-7817816350108606855</id><published>2008-03-08T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T00:14:48.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness within....</title><content type='html'>you. you. you. thanks to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot of reasons to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going back to kuching 2moro. family awaits. im happy. they are always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have YOU. out of all the reasons, u make me smile each and everyday. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks for the cd today...*blush*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have good friends that i can depend on. I love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the practical post i so wanted today. so why not feel proud and happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was born with good brain, imagination, and heart (as i may think. teehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a good life in general. i dont go starving or broke like most of the misfortunate people out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why im still complaining bout the little things i dont get? or not satisfied with? this shows human are never satisfied... but most of us learn to. but would wish to have more. i believe thats not a sin if it means to be better collectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good day. CONGRATS KAK MARINI &amp;amp; LUTH. may this occasion bring happiness to both and make lotsa babies ok? aunty nina wants babies to babysit. tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most u can do in life is do what best u can with it. u may not have the best of everything, but when u make the most of everythiung you have, happiness come. the within is important...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( im a happy person.... )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-7817816350108606855?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/7817816350108606855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=7817816350108606855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7817816350108606855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7817816350108606855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/03/happiness-within.html' title='happiness within....'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-7766368617463086612</id><published>2008-02-25T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T03:13:06.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekenders</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;weekend with you was amazing. &lt;em&gt;(like the every others)&lt;/em&gt; no need bizzare settings or expensive gateaway. being with you here in the house, accompanied by love, affection, words of wisdom and our mischevious "Mr Waffles" makes it all good. i wont trade it for anything or anybody. you're my recent and my forever coming. i love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p/s: thanks for cooking. u manage well. *BIG SMILE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-7766368617463086612?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/7766368617463086612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=7766368617463086612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7766368617463086612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/7766368617463086612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/02/weekenders.html' title='weekenders'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-5134256455007141191</id><published>2008-02-19T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:57:45.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i feel like laughing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUAHHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;/span&gt; ure an idiot. enough said. i feel sorry for people who things they are above the rest and make others feel less. but who am i to judge? life is all about plays. and sorry if i tend to be better at the play than you. the people i genuinely love, ill continue loving. the people i started to hate, its all going to be hate. never was a genuine thing for some. but i love my life despite the stupidity. my life, a social cycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p/s: whats there left to love if you don't have the sincerity in you from the beginning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-5134256455007141191?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/5134256455007141191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=5134256455007141191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5134256455007141191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5134256455007141191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-face.html' title='happy face'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-332728322994213536</id><published>2008-02-17T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T18:31:54.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if i could rant things about my friends i actually cannot finish by the end of the day. there's so much to say, compliment and also kutuk. hah! who doesnt kutuk their own friends? i know i do. and im transparent about it. cause who are your best mirror if not your friends? i appreciate my friends. i live with friends more than i live with my own family. only when i reach this kind of age i am accustoming myself to my family. highschool was all about friends-asrama kan!, sekolah rendah macam takde impact sgt cause the time i realise about the colourvaried life of ours is when i started living independantly without parental supervision. im not that dependant kind you know, but being manja to people appeals to me now and then cause i love them. :) i have selected friends that i come to for help or comfort. but the rest i am learning to just accept them for their qualities. no need to marah cause in the end, its just a blunt end. &lt;em&gt;thanks sue for the compliment.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;140208&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a day for valentines. sure i celebrated with joe, the love of my life. but thats only part of the day. the earlier bit i spend with my anchors syaza and radhi in class. haha and suprisingly the class only lasted 10mins. how ironic? i guess the lecturer wanted to dash of for vday dinner. but thats not a big fat chance though. afterwards i went out for movies with the others, syaza(again), sue and kuhaz. the four of us had fun. it was a nice and comfortable outing. its been awhile since i did that with any group of friends of mine. nowadays its work work work. the rest of the evening i spent with joe before he left for work. so people, Vday is a day for love, even if you don't see the actual need for it, but it does bring people together and make people realise there is such thing called LOVE in life. there's nothing wrong celebrating it if your intentions are towards the people u love. i love my friends, thus i go out and have a nice time with them. i love my boyfriend deeply, so i spent time with him. Not that we dont proclaim love any other day, but why not say it again on vday? its like any other day. if people want to be extra loving or showy on this day, let them. at least they found love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*dig that*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-332728322994213536?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/332728322994213536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=332728322994213536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/332728322994213536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/332728322994213536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-friends.html' title='my friends'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-224367392031265618</id><published>2008-02-12T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T11:59:27.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthdays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;birthdays are not what they seem when we were kids. there is no more incredible sparks to it. i dunno if this is what aging does to you. but i dont think birthdays matter so much anymore. but its just a nice occasion to have your loved ones close to heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my brother's birthday. HAPPY 19th birthday bro bro. we love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an austere occasion with superb dinner. we had live lobster. and steaks and baked oysters. its truly scrumptious...and the cake was cuppacakes. can u imagine guys with cupcake birthday cake? oh well my brother liked it...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday again to february babies (my friends especially- aqiss, anne, and others whom i cant remember precisely today. forgive me)...may it be a joyful occasion for most of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and out,&lt;br /&gt;Nina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-224367392031265618?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/224367392031265618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=224367392031265618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/224367392031265618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/224367392031265618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/02/birthdays.html' title='birthdays...'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-220076042712873606</id><published>2008-02-09T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T01:27:01.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unknownnn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Referral to syaza’s blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to my mom bout how cruel lecturers can be sometimes. Especially in demoting us from the high level of creativity towards the level of burn ashes. Aiyah so depressing. Oh well, that’s life I guess. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;TAG ON LECTURERS: WE RULE, and what? Who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; But after consulting my mom bout my disagreement with how lecturers are, my mom gave me a good point of view that would answer or maybe make syaza feel bit more better? Well, media is not entirely evil. People are. Tee hee. Me mama said, our generation (meaning hers.) should accept the for coming of the developing new world and how youth nowadays perceive the world, but as we preach in making the world a better place in a sense of democracy, the truth is far from reached. We are still “MALAYSIA” that somehow are still semi-nazi but in a nicer way. We are actually told of what to do, from the very beginning of our life cycle. Not to say it’s entirely wrong to have it, but it neglects the very fundamental of making people growing into diverse individuals with so many different unique qualities. Yet we mould them into about the average kind of individuals. Just look at our education system. It’s as simple as that. Go to school, get formal education, we do what teachers want us to do and sometimes we are not allowed to question. Mama said, since the very essence of time it has been that way, just that today it’s a bit more liberal. She also said that, no matter what it is, we youth today should try to adapt and have an adaptive re-use of things and only then it could be a far greater world than now. But as long as we don’t forget our roots, it’s all gonna be alright. I don’t even know if it’s true. But I’m definitely making my children think for themselves and I’ll be there to guide them or catch them when they fall. What does parent do best but to look out and care? Right? Oh well, student life has the all rounder thingy that I don’t understand. Until after this post I don’t. Maybe its time for us to just lay back, and think what is best for our future. Have an open mind to things. Then we could all be less-depressive, less-frustrated with life and just be jolly. Cheers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-220076042712873606?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/220076042712873606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=220076042712873606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/220076042712873606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/220076042712873606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/02/unknownnn.html' title='unknownnn'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-8198977797127841862</id><published>2008-02-02T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T22:27:08.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>detach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i almost ramped into a car(s) today. and its not my fault. i swear.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[scene]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it was 1.26pm &lt;em&gt;(i know cause it happened after i saw the clock in the car)&lt;/em&gt; when i was driving on the fast lane towards Bangsar to have lunch with Joe before i go home from campus, and was going not so very fast. 70-80km/h. &lt;em&gt;but it still didnt help keep me safe. duh.&lt;/em&gt; some idiot decided to stop the car or slow down the car i dunno exactly but whole 4 cars in a linear suddenly decrease their speed. and for god's sake nothing was obstructing their way. it was miles gap between these four with the other car up front. so, for the very first time i actually used my honked out of panic. usually i don't because im shy. hah! &lt;em&gt;can u imagine someone being shy to hit the honk? well im one of them.&lt;/em&gt; i can actually feel my car shrieking and being all wobbly. i had to stir the sterring to make it go slower so i wont hit the front car or the back car to hit me. imagine what position would i be in if all those things happen? i guess ill be squashed between metals, or my bones would have broken pieces by pieces, or my car would have exploded? since there were huge cars and lorries behind. and having to drive national car, its even worst. ours are milo tins remember? so, there i was trying to control and thank God nothing happened. i was inches away from ramping into the "GETZ" in front of me. idiots! u guys should re-take your license. aiyah! the sound of other cars hooting and tires shrieking was very loud. i was already partly saying my prayers. the picture of how my family got the news was playing vividly in my head. its a pretty scary moment. but im thankful nothing happened to me or the car. so yeah, imagine that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my worst pre-accident so far... &lt;em&gt;(i&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;dont have many if ure wondering...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night. xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-8198977797127841862?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/8198977797127841862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=8198977797127841862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8198977797127841862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8198977797127841862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/02/detach.html' title='detach'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-8015057534660198287</id><published>2008-01-29T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:01:33.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;studying today is a stress factor. Research Method is one of a kind subject. no playing games here. dont intend to flunk it either. so im crossing my fingers and hoping for the best. nina has to gear up. and i am... starting now! *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-8015057534660198287?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/8015057534660198287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=8015057534660198287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8015057534660198287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8015057534660198287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/01/if.html' title='If...'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-5095616157702179573</id><published>2008-01-27T04:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T04:51:19.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blerghhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;i have this big sign on my forhead "IM SUCH CRAP"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;indeed i am... night xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-5095616157702179573?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/5095616157702179573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=5095616157702179573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5095616157702179573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5095616157702179573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/01/blerghhh.html' title='blerghhh'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-8787975010463576668</id><published>2008-01-26T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:08:49.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>momentum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;24 January 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday – miserable, depressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like so many others, I have a life. Life I can be proud of. A general birth of happiness, joy and laughters has always been within me but somehow days are gloomy now. Maybe its stress related to school workload, maybe its family, or maybe its friends. I’m not sure. But I know its not you. You’ve been the punching bag, without you this won’t emerge positively. Thank you. Have anyone ever felt that the world just exploded or have fallen unto your head? How does that feel? Technically speaking I don’t know, but I can imagine it to be so dreadfully painful. I’m coming to a similar phase where I can’t think straight. I can’t function well. My brain has just failed on me. It’s still running profusely but in a hijacked environment. I’m tired of things spinning and failing me. It’s frustrating. If until here, you’re tired of reading this, u may leave. Don’t waste ur time reading. I won’t take it to heart plus I don’t need anyone judging me. Cause this is what I feel. Being the simple old nina. So, when one day someone feels what I feel now, then come to me and talk because I would love to know how u deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving is hard. Has always been especially if it leaves u weak, vulnerable and unable to act correctly. And you know u want to do something about it but you just can’t. I don’t know how to define this. &lt;strong&gt;Is the people around you cruel or are you?&lt;/strong&gt; Is it too much to ask for a little attention or affection when u need it? or is that not a rightful thing to expect? Selfish much? Oh my, I can’t differentiate the right from wrong anymore. Joe told me I’m a spoil brat. Maybe I am but despite that I know ill do anything in my power to make everyone around me happy. And it’s a tiring job. I’m not asking to be praised like an angel for what I’m born naturally of. But appreciation once in awhile makes it all good. For as long as I live, I have known that people will not come to me without purpose especially from those whom I love deeply. Why do people come to me anyways? Am I like that old rug on the floor that when u need to wipe your feet dry or clean, only then you come to me for cleaning help? I don’t want to be that person anymore. It’s sad. Why can’t people like to be around me just because I’m a great person to be with? Sometimes I think it’s because I’m an easy person to step on, or taken for a ride for. In simple English, taken for granted of. Now I know how my mom feels. Frustration is the root of all depression. It’s evil. And I’m learning and taking baby steps to not fall for it anymore. Why should I if no one elses care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days are faster now you know. The more ure towards your end, the faster it gets. And im feeling it now. Your time, my time may end any second. Not now but maybe a second later. Maybe mine would be when I sleep? I dunno. I am not saying im ready for it but I pray my death won’t be as painful as this. I hope no one else have to feel this. It’s equivalent to someone stabbing a knife in your heart and just leaves it there. I wonder who will be at my funeral. &lt;em&gt;“Syaza said she is afraid no one will come to her wedding, don’t worry darling, I’ll definitely come. Cause it means the whole world to me to see you happy and well lit on your glorious day.”&lt;/em&gt; Im not thinking about marriage though, but if one day I die, I do not want to die in regret that I’ve not done what I’ve always wanted to do. Ill make sure my death wish list is accomplished. And if ure not true in being my friend, I don’t want you around when I’m on my death bed. Because I want to leave the world with people who honestly want to be there to bid me my final goodbye. Make sure no one cries ok? I can see you… :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night now. xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-8787975010463576668?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/8787975010463576668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=8787975010463576668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8787975010463576668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8787975010463576668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/01/momentum.html' title='momentum'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-6718851834441903037</id><published>2008-01-22T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T15:30:14.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i had quizzess today. one down and another to rant. hah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i hate today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; its ironic how i can hate life easily now. hate hate hate. is that too mean to judge? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;wadeva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;ok, its been a week that i stayed in my compartment. it seems so colourful when i got back. i wonder why? somehow i've forgotten that the carpets on the floor and the things i paste on the walls make it alive. well, its still boring because of the abiding rules but its still nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;had dinner with my roommates and syaza last night. and played uno at mali. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how cool is that?&lt;/span&gt; i told you my friends can be rather bizzarre. but in a good way. i love them. how could i not like what little things they do? *GRIN* so last night was a good come back&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;ida was dancing last night while i was cracking my head to remember notes but to my amusement i cant see her less than that. she is always this impromptu roommate i've had since 1st year. its been 3yrs now living with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;my partially retarded roomie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; we had our rows, differences and hatreds. but thats it. we always do that when we love someone. maybe out of dissapointment? *chehhh* but i have to say, ida rocks my head hard with all the things she likes to do in the room, enclosed by 4 hideous white walls. is your head starting to ponder what? well come join me in the room for some wild experience. hahahaha i make her sound like a pole dancer. sharks. i shouldn't do that, as it would give complimentary remarks for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stop. erase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; teee heee. but i love u anyway. Isk is following in her footstep. hopefully u don't turn into a wild monkey or a hamster per se isk. *smile* oh thats my other new roomie. and i like her too. she blends well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;so, 2moro is another public holiday. thaipusam. i wonder who among us are carrying the kabadi thingy. it must be a hell of a pain. to those celebrating, have an blessed festival. to those who are just going to enjoy the holidays, lets go kite flying or karaoke!? yes??? lets do something while im in campus. hahahhaha u know ull miss me....xoxo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-6718851834441903037?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/6718851834441903037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=6718851834441903037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6718851834441903037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6718851834441903037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/01/silly.html' title='Silly'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-2210183530409316061</id><published>2008-01-20T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T15:41:58.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maturity Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I’ve never realized that being an adult is so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hard, difficult and stressful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;What happened to my stressed free environment?&lt;/em&gt; This is not a self-realization or what so ever. Just a statement in my account. Everything started when I had to hunt for a place for practical training and having to do 21.5 crdt hr for this semester. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It leaves me hectic, tired and robotic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; How I wished I didn’t push myself. But I cant stand leaving on campus any longer so opt for this. Aiyah. Its not that I don’t get time for myself. I get it every weekend but somehow it has always been about college. Either educational or the complimentary things that came with it upon registration. Assignments are pilling up and mid terms are on the roll. I officially can say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I HATE MY LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And honestly, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I need a break&lt;/span&gt;. I think ill do that right after I finish my degree. Hopefully my endurance is strong. *cross-fingers* sadly, the only time my mind is free was when I went shopping with my family today. I bought lotsa colourful clothes that I like. Im happy that I didn’t-not even once thought of the pile of work I have to do. Im glad. Glad to have fun-loving family as my comfort zone. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me Love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-2210183530409316061?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/2210183530409316061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=2210183530409316061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2210183530409316061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2210183530409316061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/01/maturity-sucks.html' title='Maturity Sucks'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-6326263507315629005</id><published>2008-01-17T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T19:31:14.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What i just realized...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;days go by so quickly nowadays. i was in the car just now with joe and i asked him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"bie, what day is 2moro?"&lt;/em&gt; he answered, &lt;em&gt;"friday la syg.."&lt;/em&gt;  i was like, f*ck! its friday already?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i felt it was only yesterday that its sunday; when i had to pick up my dad and say bye to joe. not permanently though just mutual bye bye. ok, i have to admit that my brain capacity to remember things and to function efficiently has drained. i feel tired most of the time, i feel like i have less time to do so many things in my to do list &lt;em&gt;(and i always fail to finish all of everything daily),&lt;/em&gt; and like i've neglected most people that i should spend time with &lt;em&gt;(esp. sue and kuhaz cause they are leaving in less than 7weeks)&lt;/em&gt; just because everyone around me is suddenly so demanding. im not saying its entirely everyone elses' and not mine. but you know sometimes blaming other people makes me feel better bout myself. cause at least i see myself not so screwed up. no matter how screwed up i can be. geez... i know i know i know its a bad trait but i don't do it on purpose. most are with perfect reasons why.&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;i think.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ive been re- eading this entire post. its not even impressive. and not even nice to read. when i re-read it, i just see lines lines and lines of crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok. stop. rewind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;i&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; hate this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; so much to do but so little time. i use to be so good at time management. now im just all screwed. this is serious. on top of that, im always out of money these days cause i spend it on necessary things like &lt;strong&gt;petrol&lt;/strong&gt;. if i would just stay in campus and not go back and forth i would save at least 30% of my petrol expanses a month. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but noooo...nina likes to be the wonder women for other people but never ever put herself first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;WHY?&lt;/strong&gt; cause u can call me dum dum. yes indeed. meet Miss Dum Dum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am forever complaining but im not doing anything bout it. and here my friends especially the closest to me have to hear my whines and swearing. or sometimes i just have this &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;play technique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of my own playing in my head. im acting like a kid again. i can't disclose myself openly to the public cause i think people will hate me. so i retreat into my comfort zone and talk to myself inside my head. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i make myself sound crazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; maybe i should see a shrink. cause even when i dont do anything wrong, ill cry and think i did. pressure is getting into me. i can seem happy, but im not. i can seem sad and glum but im just the total opposite. how to know my absolute truth? negative. even i dont know myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i should stop before my brain cracks into pieces. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need a break.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; maybe go for a holiday by the beach alone in the bahamas. i dont need anyone. im a fake. i need to stop talking. i feel sorry for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-6326263507315629005?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/6326263507315629005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=6326263507315629005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6326263507315629005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/6326263507315629005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-i-just-realized.html' title='What i just realized...'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-4998398418605771744</id><published>2008-01-11T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T22:17:05.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Drums Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;2 weeks before the World Drums Festival, i met my biological dad for the first time after 5 longs years. it wasnt as awkward as i imagine it would be. just a few emotional turmoil. my brother admitted the day after the meet that he actually felt like crying when he saw my dad. not that my dad looks sickly or anything, just that its been sooo sooo long. and it stirred some emotions in him. for my brother to admit that its a huge thing. he never was the type who would let out. moments after, i cried. just by knowing how deep the feeling my brother is going through. *as usual* but thats that.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;so for the pre-new year celebration i was with my sister and dad for the World Drums Festival (29th December 2007). it was fantastic. 8countries participated including our very own Malaysian drummers. and the beautiful part was, the collaboration is so nice and we have our very own STOMP group. they are the environmentalist of Malaysia. and they are incredibly good. and did i mention bout their conductor? wow wee. he is hot. ok stop. i cannot exaggerate as it will stir another turmoil. tee hee. the overall performances was great. cant wait for them to come again next year! all of them indeed. kudos to the organizers and performers and also who ever that made it happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;last but not least, new year was great until the very last moment, the festival was tip top, and most important i spent quality time with papa. it made my 2007 complete. *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy New Year 2008 and Salam Maal Hijrah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-4998398418605771744?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/4998398418605771744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=4998398418605771744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4998398418605771744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/4998398418605771744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2008/01/world-drums-festival.html' title='World Drums Festival'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-86694992347552732</id><published>2007-12-27T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T03:47:00.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.12.2007 -&lt;/strong&gt; PD was awesome.... the ranch is beautifurrrrrr! me likey. most important i was with JOE - my heart throbbing, aching and very in love with boyfriend. *BIG SMILE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Story of today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;nothing to update actually. just that student life resumes full force 2weeks ago. a hectic one indeed. 21.5crdt hours marks the new cycle of life. *damn!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Another story is, i feel so drop dead depressed. its been like this for the past 2days. and i hate this feeling. it has interupted with my classes and most important: My Love Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;God, i never actually mean to behave in such manner. but i cant help it. im sorry baby."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont know how to make things feeling go away. Thanks to my depressing campus room, unimpressive 4white walls and boring lightings....i am officially depressed! the cause of all these feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;okla, good night everyone...i use broken english. yes. and im not ashame of it. cause it makes writing a whole lot easier and meaningful. tee hee.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;p/s: Merry Xmas 2007, Its Boxing day today and Happy coming New Year 2008 everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;+Ink Slinger....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-86694992347552732?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/86694992347552732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=86694992347552732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/86694992347552732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/86694992347552732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2007/12/do-you.html' title='Do You'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-8807663385155404141</id><published>2007-12-09T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T03:20:33.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phuket</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;got back from Phuket a week ago. and truly, and honestly, i cant wait to go back there and have a go at it once more. &lt;strong&gt;IT WAS SUPER DUPER FANTASTICO!&lt;/strong&gt; i manage to get a bit tan. it showed in my face but too bad on my body i could only see a visible white line around my neck due to the halter swim wear i was wearing. my legs a a bit darker. &lt;strong&gt;just a slight change&lt;/strong&gt;. but never mind. i still got it. wooohooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beach is fantastic. &lt;em&gt;so blue, so serene.&lt;/em&gt; i cant wait to have another deep, my next trip there. Even so, mama got hurt during her visit to the beach. In actual fact all of us got memorable scars, thanks to the strong current of the water. The waves are so big and the current are so strong that it pushes and pulls us like this very &lt;em&gt;magnetical magnet&lt;/em&gt;. But mama got the worst. You should ask me for the details. its hilarious. &lt;strong&gt;*grin*.&lt;/strong&gt; among the other activities was, we explored the whole island (renting a car and driving) during our 4days stay, shopping (not much...but fisherman pants are the bomb!), eat (seafood yummylicious) and relax (a great holiday retreat for the whole family). sadly, we just didnt have enough time to do island hopping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but issokay...maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the misunderstanding upon arrival, the rest of the trip was rated pretty successful. i enjoyed myself. and our hotel is beautiful. so people, try the &lt;strong&gt;"Bang Tao beach District"&lt;/strong&gt; if you opt for a cleaner and sandy white beaches. and the hotel is topnotch. we stayed at the &lt;em&gt;Allamanda Laguna&lt;/em&gt;. among the many laguna properties in Phuket. the exclusiveness is undeniable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To that, I'll be posting pictures of the trip soon. So, await! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-8807663385155404141?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/8807663385155404141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=8807663385155404141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8807663385155404141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/8807663385155404141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2007/12/phuket.html' title='Phuket'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-3544522022500940113</id><published>2007-11-20T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:22:27.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i need to lose weight! pronto! because my leg hurts. i cant stand or walk for long. i feeel sooo old. sharkkksss. ok, the main reason is i think i look hideous. so yeah, 2moro im exercising and eating right again. here goes the NOT to do or EAT list....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1- No carbs - bread, potatoes, rice(obviously), noodles(eliminate!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2- More and more of that lovely, delicious greens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3- Water and Milk....nothing else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4- Reduce Sugar intake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5- No snacking - keropok pedas yg sedap dah tak lehhhh *sigh* , chocs no more, indian sweets zero..aiyah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6- Alcohol Nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7- Exercise - Swim and walk....A MUST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8- I need self satisfaction before new year! ahahahahahha thanks to high protein diet! *urghh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ok, im seriously becoming crazy by day. i need 10kilos down the drain. here's to victory! ull see the new me soon enough. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;skip, dance, victory, learn, play and live life to the fullest!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; beautiful is the inner you. when ure satisfied with yourself, ull soon see ure beautiful. so, now im heading towards becoming healthier, beautiful inside out and peaceful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+NinaLiyana+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-3544522022500940113?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/3544522022500940113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=3544522022500940113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/3544522022500940113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/3544522022500940113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-to-lose-weight-pronto-because-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-2924664651277855639</id><published>2007-11-18T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:12:56.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fuhhhh. finally the japanese survey is done! it was a living environment perspective survey (household survey) in collaboration between 2 universities-&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;International Islamic University Malaysia (IIUM) and Shibaura Institute of Technology, Japan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It was a memorable week. but the actual 2days was even better. we met one japanese post-graduate student; Daiki Sugaya &lt;em&gt;who was in charged of us&lt;/em&gt;, last tuesday on the 14th of november. At first i had this impression that he was the visiting professor and i got really scared when he msged me the first time despite feeling special receiving a msg from someone that i totally do not KNOW. but instead of the assumption, he turned out to be just another student. but it was still great. cause this japanese student can talk a bit of Bahasa Malaysia. How cool is that? tee hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so yeah, the survey went well. we survey the whole 3 residential areas-1000houses with 17 people in our team, so we hunt from one house to another to get people to response and participate. its hard at first especially the chinese areas, but it became ok afterwards. its tiring, yes. but memorable. so yeah, finally its finished. and im glad. to conclude, we did a well define and great deal. cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-2924664651277855639?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/2924664651277855639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=2924664651277855639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2924664651277855639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/2924664651277855639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2007/11/duhhhh.html' title='Duhhhh'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-138416532449160814</id><published>2007-11-04T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T01:12:34.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do you remember your first of anything? well, first time u ate something, first time u scored well for an exam, the first time u feel love, your first kiss, first time u cried, u smiled, hug someone and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i dont remember exactly when all of this happen. but i know for sure that my first love is now. its just different. this is for sure the one ive been waiting for. we just face lots of obstacles to face in sustaining this love. but i hope im strong. and so is he....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-138416532449160814?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/138416532449160814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=138416532449160814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/138416532449160814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/138416532449160814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2007/11/first.html' title='first'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091698.post-5505625713898490632</id><published>2007-10-29T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T01:46:53.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;current mood: dissapointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh ok, now im on this project with harmeet. music and lyrics more like it. but its not that me and him will ever date like the story narrates. but yeah, we are working on developing a song. for who and what is besides the point. so here i am trying to write. ive written so far 2 verse that absolutely doesnt match. i have to do better. im just frustrated with myself for not being able to write. i use to be so fast and good at this......... what has happened? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, the tv is showing arsenal vs liverpool. and arsenal is losing... hah! sorry joe, your team sucks! hahahahah im tired. good night people. *mwahs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091698-5505625713898490632?l=amanina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/feeds/5505625713898490632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091698&amp;postID=5505625713898490632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5505625713898490632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091698/posts/default/5505625713898490632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amanina.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-another_29.html' title='just another'/><author><name>Bewitching Star</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSsSO5r5KFw/SbSuoSg67TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o_FiYNig_Pw/S220/nina+gorgeous.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
