<?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-13328627</id><updated>2012-02-02T11:53:43.659+08:00</updated><category term='Chocolate'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='JAYBEE'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='work'/><category term='Family'/><title type='text'>life is a pitch</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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sekejap</title><content type='html'>Betul betul tak faham company yg tk amik berat pasal kelewatan gaji for pekerja.such as when it is festive season ke apa..apa salahnya bagi gaji awal,org nak guna duit tu buat belanja balik kg ke apa.ni tak.nak pikir dia sorg je byk duit,ada ke takde gaji tak kesah.wadehell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-1800490996052562531?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1800490996052562531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1800490996052562531&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1800490996052562531'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized how much i have changed over the years.before,i would be out ALL the time.even when i came back for the weekend from Johor,the only time i'd spend with the family was on sunday (the day i'd go back to johor itself) for breakfast and that was it.saturday was spent with friends and boyfriend.So if you calculate the hours i would spend with my family as compared to my friends and boyfriend is shamingly pathetic. #shamefaced to be such an abhorrent daughter that i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously had issues with prioritizing.wondered how my parents could still "tahan" with my ineptness and me taking them for granted.but alhamdulillah,i have learned how important ur family is to you.your parents are not getting any younger,and before you know it,the time you have left to spend with them diminishes by the minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank god for making me realize this before it's too late.even though im staying on my own now,i make it a point to call my mum everyday,and to make my weekends exclusively for them.even if the day was spent lazing on the couch watching tv;at least you're in the company of the most wonderful people on earth (your family) and the cats.hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick peek what we had for our new years party,a spongebob-themed party!! Credits to my cousins aida and kak aya for the all the effort.the krabby patties and cupcakes were amazing.topped with family lepak session;we welcomed 2012 with all our hearts :)&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-aJYnX-zJV1o/TwMixZBelsI/AAAAAAAAAic/RAygmm-lEhU/s640/blogger-image-1718281662.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-aJYnX-zJV1o/TwMixZBelsI/AAAAAAAAAic/RAygmm-lEhU/s640/blogger-image-1718281662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-1327923084161367335?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1327923084161367335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1327923084161367335&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1327923084161367335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1327923084161367335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-family-is-my-life.html' title='My family is my life'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-aJYnX-zJV1o/TwMixZBelsI/AAAAAAAAAic/RAygmm-lEhU/s72-c/blogger-image-1718281662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-1975127395488608053</id><published>2012-01-03T11:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:57:25.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You there!don&amp;apos;t be stupid!</title><content type='html'>After 54 years going 55 years of independence,it is disheartening to see a majority of ppl are still ignorant of other races in malaysia. I have just read an article by HRH Sultanah of Johor on wishing our christian friends Merry Christmas (http://rowlandgomes.com/is-it-so-wrong-to-wish-merry-christmas-sultanah-of-johore-shocking-news/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it occurs me that malaysia is currently been hijacked by racist bigots that prefers to exaggerate on the small issues ratger than delving into bigger issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my mum went to ikea and she was queuing up for the toilet with the bidet when a chinese lady asked why isnt she going into other cubicles (sans the bidet),so she replied "we muslims wash with water". And then a malay lady behind my mum enquired rather loudly "eh macamana eh DIORANG (referring to the chinese) basuh". This lady obviously has a foot in mouth disease and has clearly never mingled with other races other than her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be tolerant and sensitive of other people's way of life is something we need to cultivate since young.my aunt is sandwiched by an indian and chinese neighbour for over 30 years and there has never been a time where she regrets staying there.even when everyday during maghrib,we would smell the smell of indian' scented prayer's "asap",we never did complain because respect was prevalent amongst each other.nor when the azan was being called everyday.mind you,the neighbours of multi races have been staying right smack beside tabung haji and has never had any problems with the azan or when it was hajj season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recalled once when my class was on a trip to penang,we were cruising down the street in little india and the guide,a nice indian lady asked if we would like to visit the Sri Maha Mariamman temple which was over 80 years old if im not mistaken.my friends and i were ecstatic over such invitation,as we would have the opportunity to learn about other race's religion.but the mood turned sour when HALF of the class decides not to go because of fear of "badi dari kuil" and other notions of stupid superstitious beliefs.their unwillingness to also even be interested in knowing other races in malaysia is also a very sad thing knowing that these are varsity students about to leave thr university as professionals.how do we expect other races to respect us when we dont even WANT to learn about their culture and way of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when someone said it is blasphemous to wish other people merry christmas,i think it's a load of bulls*hit.get out of your tiny mindset and start to make friends of other races.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-1975127395488608053?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1975127395488608053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1975127395488608053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1975127395488608053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1975127395488608053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-theredon-be-stupid.html' title='You there!don&amp;amp;apos;t be stupid!'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-6282249928756252631</id><published>2011-12-30T15:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T15:51:43.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah</title><content type='html'>I find that as i write down my thoughts on my unknown blog,i somehow felt better. I was too consumed with emotion that i failed to realize how lucky ive been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-6282249928756252631?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/6282249928756252631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=6282249928756252631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/6282249928756252631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/6282249928756252631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/12/alhamdulillah.html' title='Alhamdulillah'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-3732823461452294457</id><published>2011-12-30T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T15:49:58.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock bottom</title><content type='html'>So it seems that my relationship has once again hit rock bottom.maybe its just me.or maybe we were never good together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i kept telling myself i should be strong enough to move on when comes a time that the relationship will come to an end,yet i still wake up in the middle of the night hoping he'd texted or called while i was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How pathetic is that?i hated myself for being so weak.i reminded myself of the our brief seperation,how he seemed so well while i had to take an emergency leave because i cried the whole day,barely eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt help noticing how i am always tge one who victimised my own self,feeling sorry myself and kept on blaming myself for EVERYTHING that has gobe wrong in life,especially when it concerns my lovelife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have some faith.in myself,and most importantly GOD.that He has a plan for me.i may not know what the plan is,but im pretty sure it'll be rewarding for me in the end.as for now,its just a sign for me to toughen up and move on. Not to depend totally on a person who is not even my husband/family. Because theres always that IF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in certain in life.until God tells you it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-3732823461452294457?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/3732823461452294457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=3732823461452294457&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3732823461452294457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3732823461452294457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/12/rock-bottom.html' title='Rock bottom'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2227513722953302600</id><published>2011-12-29T13:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T13:04:42.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>Hi.im having a flu.and i didnt go to work today because my body just wouldnt allow it.at times like these when i really miss being near my parents and the idea of staying on my own seems like a cold and miserable choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coupled with the fact i just have enough to barely make it till my gaji,i really am miserable.he was supposed to be here,take me to the clinic,because i just cant drive on my own right now.but he's not.and he's giving excuses the same one he always do whenever i asked for something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot within these few days.that the guy you think would always be there for you might not be real,and no one can replace your parents,who wouldnt think twice of dropping everything for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-2227513722953302600?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2227513722953302600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2227513722953302600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2227513722953302600'/><link rel='self' 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okay'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-903419218112511772</id><published>2011-12-17T11:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T11:20:41.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad omen?</title><content type='html'>Im not a superstitious person.i dont believe that when you dream of snakes,it means someone is going to ask for your hand in marriage.i mean,that sounds like a major bullshit.what does snake have anything to do with being married right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it irks me that everytime it's my dental appointment,i have to brace myself for the worse because i ALWAYS get into a whole load of problems on that day itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme see..hit a lorry because i wouldnt give way to him (he cut my queue),and today almost hit TWO motorcycles (in seperate occasions) and the latter even had the 'decency' to mock me and swerved right infront of my car as if daring me to hit him.(which i would certainly do just to teach that asshole a lesson).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it occurs to me that whenever i go for my dental appointment,id run into traffic mishaps.i do not want to think of it like "me going to this dentist is not a good omen" because he's just a DENTIST for crying out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its a sign that tells me in order for me to get great set of teeth,gotta run into all these shitty drivers because what is beauty without pain right??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-903419218112511772?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-4378461280596162019</id><published>2011-12-13T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T21:56:05.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky ball no.8</title><content type='html'>It's so much easier if you're able to predict your future and see who you will spebd the rest of your life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty is surely a scary thing.especially when you've got too much in stake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-4378461280596162019?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/4378461280596162019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-6051371756078612977</id><published>2011-12-13T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T21:53:59.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting old and lazyyyy</title><content type='html'>Ive been going back to bangi every weekend. Now that im staying in subang on my own,i somehow feel obligated to go back every weekend.even when there's nothing much to do at home except for watching the tv and being a completely gross couch potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it feels gratifying.even when we're not doing anything.i am completely blissful being in the company of my parents,sisters and cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make my world go round i guess.and maybe because im getting old.i cant remember the last time i spend ny weekend thronging the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s:this is usually what i do.sleep like mad and have my cats as my pillow or actually its the other way around.im their pillow and they even look annoyed when i shift my body.spoilt brats&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QbyfBlityRU/TudY9UFIfzI/AAAAAAAAAiU/vAf1DSrtttU/s640/blogger-image-960084823.jpg" imageanchor="1" 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told me he's increasing my salary to 10%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-6510375546683047610?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/6510375546683047610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=6510375546683047610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/6510375546683047610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/6510375546683047610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-wow.html' title='Oh 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rest of the office has done theirs,he might want to repeat the same treat :) b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually happy where i am.surprisingly.ive managed to put aside my grievances on having to work in a small company as compared to my previous companies,and take this as an opportunity to grow and improve myself.its not everyday you get a chance to work closely with the managing director of the company.and it's not everyday that you get a chance to be fully involved with what..5 projects that consists of top consultants in the country (we may be small,but the boss has no qualms on spending on good consultants).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not saying im disregarding my past experiences of working with giant companies,they are after all,what has shaped me to become what i am now..at work that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so far,my life seems to jive with what i'm doing and where i am at the moment.after work i'd make plans to hang out with my friends,i get to take the lrt (which means no more driving in kl and get stressed out over stupid drivers) and i get to be close to the ones i love. Like for instance,taking my sisters out for movies,watching sue perform with the impatient sisters,being near my cats,etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it dawned on me that as soon as i managed to overlook the fact that my office might not be as swanky as UEM's or OSK's, (although the current office is just behind KLCC), i gained a lot more than i ever had before. I havent even search for other jobs for months! (which is always a good thing) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to life and feeling grateful and contented with what you have :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a picture of my hangout session watching sue perform last saturday :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Iap_0boY9zg/Tt6-P24ZUXI/AAAAAAAAAiM/10J3JnI3ReQ/s640/blogger-image--1861020416.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Iap_0boY9zg/Tt6-P24ZUXI/AAAAAAAAAiM/10J3JnI3ReQ/s640/blogger-image--1861020416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-9114603479756245129?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/9114603479756245129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=9114603479756245129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/9114603479756245129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/9114603479756245129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-life-gives-you-lemonswhat-do-you.html' title='When life gives you lemons..what do you do with it?'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Iap_0boY9zg/Tt6-P24ZUXI/AAAAAAAAAiM/10J3JnI3ReQ/s72-c/blogger-image--1861020416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-9009638150771122066</id><published>2011-11-17T15:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:24:53.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kahwin punya pasal</title><content type='html'>people have been bugging me..asking when the hell am i going to get married.well..if i knew when.i wouldve told you right?i almost snap.because it is a sensitive issue.i dont want to be compelled into getting married just because im at the 'right' age.i know for sure i am not mentally and financially ready to settle down.i dont even know if im with the right guy!heck.i know faliq is amazing.but there are times where u wonder if he is ur jodoh. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; sometimes i hope that god would expedite this phase so i wont get harassed by kepochi makciks who's got anything better to do than mind other people's business.but then again..they would prolly continue harassing me when im married by asking when will i get a kid. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; there's no pleasing 'em old folks!but for now.i guess one of the reasons i was suddenly eager to get married was because i was envious of my cousin.she had recently got married.and she seemed genuinely happy.and i envy that.hving a new member in the family.etc.sigh.im just a messed up kid who just didnt want to lose out in the race. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; but who am i kidding.i dont want to get married for the sake of getting married.i want to be sure i will find the ok giy who will be there through thick and thin no matter what. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; i dont have to grow up just yet :)&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-9009638150771122066?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/9009638150771122066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=9009638150771122066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/9009638150771122066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/9009638150771122066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/11/people-have-been-bugging-me.html' title='kahwin punya pasal'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-1958871345786632093</id><published>2011-10-27T10:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T10:57:24.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of love and life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-meYODnrEv18/TqjIiKtupiI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pi81QzF4EHw/2011-10-23%25252010.01.30.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-meYODnrEv18/TqjIiKtupiI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pi81QzF4EHw/s400/2011-10-23%25252010.01.30.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;we always feel like life is treating us unfairly.whatever we have is never enough to satisfy our thirst of absolute happiness. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; but have we ever stop and reflect how lucky we are? &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; even though my family has been hit with the most awful financial breakdown..i realized that our family ties/bond are stronger than ever. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; yes.no one is perfect.you still have that annoying,self-righteous,snobby friend.but they're not THAT bad.they are still there when you needed them the most.and will not think twice about gvng u the support u need. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; your house is not a huge ass mansion in a sprawling estate.fuck it.u still have a roof above ur head. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; u dont have enough money.well...make do with what u have! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; u hate ur job?quit!or..look at the bright side of things.what doesnt kill you will only make u stronger. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; there.i said it.my life may not be perfect.but i have a lot of things to be grateful about. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; p/s:kangoo's kittens are simply adorable.this one is spotty&lt;div style='clear: both; 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 &lt;br/&gt; But the one thing that burnede up was their liking for open burning.they've been doing this for years and sometimes burn rubber tyres and plastics!the pungent toxic smell would linger in our house the whole day and i was thinking to myself,what kind of a moron would burn plastic and rubber?well..them obviously. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Today was the day i have had enough because it ruined my weeknd.i told my dad to have a word with them but he said nothing.then i took matters upon my own hands and reported them to the dept of env.though it is still a long way to go from here..they should know that their selfishness will eventually bring them down.padan muka&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-1062468112488417270?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1062468112488417270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1062468112488417270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1062468112488417270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1062468112488417270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/10/neighbours.html' title='neighbours....'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-1423081838986571463</id><published>2011-10-08T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T00:55:02.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello!</title><content type='html'>Omg..i was so sure i had to cull m blog..but now i can retract my decision now that android has a mobile blogger :)  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Yeahh..about using samsung..i lost my bb.i still miss it.but when i saw just how many free apps i could get by using android..hel-lo new phone!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-1423081838986571463?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1423081838986571463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1423081838986571463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1423081838986571463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1423081838986571463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello.html' title='hello!'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-4877629595329093182</id><published>2011-08-24T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T20:53:27.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When friends convene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Its not so easy to meet up with your friends now that most of them are working. Plans have to be made a week earlier, and theres always an issue of choosing the best place that is most convenient for everyone. But that didn't stop me from seeing great friends over the ramadhan :)And did i tell you that nina is leaving for san francisco a week after raya? She's taking a business course all the way in the states for one and half year :( i'm going to miss you nina!! But i'm happy that you're pursuing your dreams. And im glad i had the chance to see you for iftar :)And just yesterday had a really nice iftar with jaja and the rest of the gang.walaupun hanya sekejap :) &lt;a title='Uploaded from BlogBooster' href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-XXy_NaNhAjw/TlTzvaazPwI/AAAAAAAAAh0/k-an7BdeST8/BB_Photo.png'&gt;&lt;img alt='My ipad was put to good use yesterday night :)' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-XXy_NaNhAjw/TlTzvaazPwI/AAAAAAAAAh0/k-an7BdeST8/BB_Photo.png' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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Not something we should be proud of. They're becoming a bane to community, and I think it's time we put a stop to this. To salvage whatever Malay identity we have, we do not want to represented by daredevils on a modified motorbikes who find pleasure terrorizing our roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once knew a schoolmate who later became a mat rempit. Right after school he worked odd-jobs just so he can fund his hobby which is to go for illegal racing, and modify his bike. (at least he's doing an honest job instead of snatching people's purses!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While most of us decide to further our studies to tertiary education, he stayed behind and became an office errand-boy. That was the last I heard of him. I hope he's found a better,more stable job to support him and his fmily, because we have to be realistic here, it's hard enough for someone with a diploma to get a decent job,let alone someone who only has his spm to fall back on. (unless you become a celebrity..then u spm educated oso never mind!haha.pun inteded)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you notice,most rempits are youths fresh out of school. They think the world is within their grip and motorbike racing is all that.well boy, things won't stay the same 10 years later down the road man. You decide that youve had enough of studying because school sucked and you just think that it'll hinder your passion for rempit-ing. Well boy, later on You'll want to get married, and only then you realize life is not a bunch of roses like you thought it was. You and your wife will want to have kids, and kids are definitely not cheap to raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had all the chances in the world to make your life work, but chose a fool's dream that could only make you happy for probably 3 years,and suffer the rest.why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-204186890386142355?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/204186890386142355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=204186890386142355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/204186890386142355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/204186890386142355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/08/advice-to-future-rempits-out-there.html' title='An advice to future rempits out there'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-701545619660208698</id><published>2011-08-05T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T00:33:29.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>A tribute to the greatest woman alive</title><content type='html'>Well, she is the greatest woman alive,to me that is :) she's my mum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu's birthday was today,and ayah wanted to take us someplace nice for buka puasa. I immediately suggested Ben's KLCC. The ambience is nice,and the food was affordable, for a KLCC standard that is :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered like there was no tomorrow, from main course, to side dishes, and then dessert:) i've always wanted my parents to try the to-die-for chocolate cake ,and today it seemed like the perfect ocassion for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by the time dessert came,we were at the brim if bursting our stomachs and we couldn't stuff anything inside anymore,not even the awesome chocolate cake :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice dinner to celebrate the woman who has been keeping the family together, and she deserved a fun night out and it was a great night filled with laughter and many forms of eating (particularly stuffing ourselves until we couldn't take it anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wanted to upload some pictures but can't seem to do it from my iPad :/ must go godek some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload it as soon as I know how :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-701545619660208698?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/701545619660208698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=701545619660208698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/701545619660208698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/701545619660208698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/08/tribute-to-greatest-woman-alive.html' title='A tribute to the greatest woman alive'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2243561298868661414</id><published>2011-08-03T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T20:29:18.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>If only I can delete you as easy as in a friend list in facebook</title><content type='html'>Family members can either be your pillar of support or just a pain in the ass. Right now? I've got a beef with a few people whom I 'have' to call family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always seem like I'm complaining about my external family members don't I? But here's the truth. When you're in a deep shit,even your family members will suddenly pretend they're too busy to see you or just stopped calling you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a case, my dad bailed a relative out of his financial rut almost a decade ago. And then right after that,we faced a huge financial crisis, that left us basically struggling just to make ends meet. While this 'uncle' of mine has started over new leaf,made tonnes of money,and conveniently forget what my father did for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not being vengeful, but it did make me wary of trusting people so easily. Even your own family can suddenly develop amnesia and forget about you the minute it became inconvenient for them to have connection with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, my family's condition has turned around for the better, and now we're just trying to move on from whatever that has happened. Allah knows best. And I have every faith that we will become stronger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-2243561298868661414?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2243561298868661414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2243561298868661414&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2243561298868661414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2243561298868661414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/08/family-members-can-either-be-your.html' title='If only I can delete you as easy as in a friend list in facebook'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-5069516124658475860</id><published>2011-08-01T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T20:40:05.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Sorry for the long hiatus</title><content type='html'>Oh god,I've been on such a long hiatus I doNt even know where to start.but guess how I'm blogging right now?via my new white iPad which I won from a lucky draw at the annual dinner for OSKP and that night happened to be my last day with osk!! Talk about getting an awesome going away gift huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, just a quick update on what's happening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-my best friend,khairun,got married last June,and now she's PREGGERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;2-I quit my job.I find myself to be the unsuitable candidate doing a job that requires you to do PR 24/7..I mean,I'm a cranky person,I don't even enjoy meeting new people.so before I sabotage my career path,it's better that I find something I'm happy about,I.e. Project management.&lt;br /&gt;3-my parents are probably moving to Penang, :( ayah got a new job there so he's taking the whole brood along minus me.even my two cats,marmalade and kangoo will be moving as well! :( noffair!!!but anyway,despite my magic self,I hope this will be the best for our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm..that's all I can think about right now.aside from that,there's not much happening.I find myself becoming even more boring each day,must be something to do with getting older :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's easier for me to blog..I'm pretty sure I'll be blogging frequently as I did before back when I was in Johor :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-5069516124658475860?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/5069516124658475860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=5069516124658475860&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5069516124658475860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5069516124658475860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/08/sorry-for-long-hiatus.html' title='Sorry for the long hiatus'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-6890103978615274188</id><published>2011-06-01T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T20:10:49.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>the distressing call i received as soon as i got off from work</title><content type='html'>you know what's frustrating? When you have to please EVERYONE. here i was at my new JOB. thinking i'd be okay if i keep out of everyone's way (i.e., not care too much if im not included in the clique, etc.) because, hey, that'd be less of me you can find faults in right? WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got a call from my supervisor saying the HR manager has called him regarding my performance at work. apparently, someone has been complaining i haven't been in the office. I.E, SKIPPING WORK. mister, are u f* blind? we're all in the same office, you f* pass by my cubicle to see that I AM THERE!! so what the hell is this nonsense about me not coming to work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god. i can't tell you how shattering it was to receive a call like that from my boss, which ended with "you need to be more cautious from now on".whatttttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously mr fibber, if you have problems with the nature of my work (i am required to travel a lot for work, such as deliver documents, meet up with authority officers) then by all means, get me a new job description. i am more than willing to comply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who despise others to be happy brings me down. why?when u are just out to make others miserable, i wonder how your family members fare. not much i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-6890103978615274188?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/6890103978615274188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=6890103978615274188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/6890103978615274188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/6890103978615274188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/06/distressing-call-i-received-as-soon-as.html' title='the distressing call i received as soon as i got off from work'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-3802046751593453081</id><published>2011-05-16T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T18:46:15.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>an emotional affair that ended with a fairy tale ending :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my cousin got married last friday. from thursday until saturday; i dont know where the hell did we all (our whole family) got the enery from to keep on going. i think if there was an indication bar to state the current condition of our energy reserve, ours would be bright red with a warning we'd collapse anytime soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yes. it was that f* exhausting, but it was worth every single sweat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;right after the akad (wedding solemnization); i couldnt help shedding a few tears; thinking how my dearest cousin, hazrina, who was close to being a big sister i never had, is now finally married and ready to leave our rahman clan nest. words couldnt describe how emotional that moment felt for me, as i reminisce the memories we had, especially our childhood years (we grew up together as i used to live with her family, because both my parents were working) within that split minutes bob (her husband) recited the vow. and im pretty sure manja felt even more sad than i was; given that they were both sisters :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the wedding was a HUGE affair, when i meant huge, it really was. 4 big canopies should proof that i was right. and we were all decked in the same baju kurung (malay weddings usually see family members wearing same outifits;i.e the same fabric, or the same colour). i was given the task to distribute the bunga telur (doorgifts) to all guests; which sees me being on my feet the whole day. even faliq was thrown onto the bandwagon. he became the family's photographer while at the same time while taking the opportunity to mingle with my cousins. * an opportunist never lets a golden opportunity goes to waste!!muahaha*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;butttt......when you've got everyone in this whole affair, there's bound to be some dramas, but yeah, we handled it pretty well. wouldnt want to let some small drama ruin the beautiful event now do we? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;all in all, i loved the event. it was a testament that your family is there no matter what. even when you're ugly, or at your worst; your family will never abandon you and let you go through the shit alone. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;photos will be uploaded as soon as i get a copy from manja :) now. i need my sleep. because my eyes are beginning to resemble two ping pong balls and my eyebags are so visible, they might as well become my new set of cheeks -_-" get itttttt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s:going to weddings seem like an emotional affair to me now. maybe im at that age where i seriously want to settle down. :( but what can i do, no jodoh yet. insya allah my time will come soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-3802046751593453081?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/3802046751593453081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=3802046751593453081&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3802046751593453081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3802046751593453081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/05/emotional-affair-that-ended-with-fairy.html' title='an emotional affair that ended with a fairy tale ending :)'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-5431575500862320160</id><published>2011-04-24T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T18:28:20.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>toddlers and babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;today is the day spent with friends, family, toddlers and babies :) aside from seeing samir si mejam; stands for merah jambu BTW kerana die punya kulit macam omputih (HAHAHA) and the girls at wondermilk; abg adik and his troops came over to mama's house for lunch. hence; me playing with si adrian kerana budak-budak lain dah besar and would rather play amongst themselves than with an aunt who would smother them with hugs and kisses :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i know i never really had the motherly instinct. i'm not like my cousins who had the experiences of taking care of a baby. i was more like the fun aunt who would amuse you while you still find me amusing. (usually the average age of this would be from 1-3 years old). and after that you'd just find me boring and play with your peers of the same age :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but today. im just basking in the attention of my dear nephew adrian who finds me the coolest aunt in the world; imitating spongebob and what nots, just making him laugh brings me joy.sigh. dont you just wish they would just stay this way? and never grow up to become the angsty pimply teenager... :I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TITCFSTkll4/TbP6nix1oGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/U1V8Lz-O5fI/s1600/216590_10150222546780498_712185497_8852717_1457137_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TITCFSTkll4/TbP6nix1oGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/U1V8Lz-O5fI/s200/216590_10150222546780498_712185497_8852717_1457137_s.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s:i love kids, the simplest things can make them happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-5431575500862320160?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/5431575500862320160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=5431575500862320160&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5431575500862320160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5431575500862320160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/04/toddlers-and-babies.html' title='toddlers and babies'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TITCFSTkll4/TbP6nix1oGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/U1V8Lz-O5fI/s72-c/216590_10150222546780498_712185497_8852717_1457137_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2729012572677902672</id><published>2011-04-20T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T21:28:03.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPECIES PEREMPUAN PELIK #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i am so not used to this. i mean, blogging from a cyber cafe rather than the comfort of my office cubicle (haha. kantoi dulu kat PH bukan buat keje pun, sebok blogging).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so yeah. currently im at the cc, blogging, while faliq is beside me, googling for lyrics for his next gig. *which will be this SATURDAY!! COME PEOPLE!!!IT WILL BE AT SJYC (please dont ask me what this stands for because i dont even know myself)* sempat plak buat promo di situ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i had a &lt;a href="http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/10/species-pelik-lelaki-1.html"&gt;post &lt;/a&gt;about species lelaki pelik; rightttt...so this time i guess, this is about species perempuan pelik numero uno! wanna know who makes the list? crazy ex gf from the past. jeng jeng jeng! *mintak mintak la korang bukan dari golongan ini*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok. never really had an experience with crazy ex-gf from the past maybe because all the guys i dated before; well, their exes memang nak BUANG diorang jauh-jauh kot. HAHAH *ok, not so funny joke. -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so i guess, it's just my luck that now I have a great bf (his name is faliq btw) even though yeah, we broke up for awhile, as you can see from my&amp;nbsp;previous posts. but now we're about to celebrate our Thirdd anniversary, and hopefully, our jodoh akan dipanjangkan and..HURRAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so it's also just my luck that he comes with extra baggage that won't or should i say, refuse to shake him off from their lives even though their story has ended YEARS ago. my first year of relationship was rocked by his ex-gf whom i will call Z in this post. she was constantly calling him, and texting him; asking him about his whereabouts, and etc. This happens when she found out her precious ex bf suddenly has a new gf. the sudden interest in his whereabouts and his "keadaan sekarang" was amusing. after many repeated hints that Mr. F was in no way interested in attending her calls and messages, she kept quiet, and thankfully; left us in peace. Now, i ask you, why must you do this woman?? threatened that your ex-bf will no longer be your fall back plan, should your current bf, whom you left your ex for, was not the man you dreamed about eh?pfft. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i thought i've finally heard enough of this ex thing when suddenly, two years&amp;nbsp;later, ANOTHER ex came into the picture. and guess what, apparently she has always been a bit psychotic. when it concerns Mr. F. and the funnier part was, they were only together in HIGH SCHOOL. oh-em-gee. i dont even know where to begin. before this she has left messages, and posts on fb under the pretense they were just keeping in touch for old times sakes (high school mates la konon); but things got really hot and heavy when she found out about our brief breakup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;leaving posts on fb walls, inviting him out for coffee, and another post stating "have i ever thanked you for your time last weekend?". wtf. the second post was when Mr. F and i was already on the verge of getting back together, and i can vouch that he didnt even spend time with her last weekend, as she has stated. so on what basis was this post made of??NOTHING!! only the satisfaction of knowing your ex's gf will boil in anger reading this post, because it is of course a very provocative post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when i got REALLY UPSET about it, she had the audacity to be MAD at me for being MAD at her! anda nampak tak mindfuck games she's trying to play here?and she went as far as claiming that i am no good for him because i caused him to put me above his friends (her i presumed); and ALL of his friends hated me. what gives?whats wrong with you woman?you're already happy with your own sweet life. WHY must you give a shit about what your ex-bf is doing and with whom he's dating?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank god i have Mr. F, whom patiently solved all these issues with sheer loyalty to the relationship and with a touch of coolness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;as for me, i'm just bidding my time, once she crosses my fucking line, im going all out b****. A note to all girls out there, let it go, if he's happy with someone new, be happy for him, he was never meant to be yours, and this might be the chance for you to meet your prince charming who might be better than him too :) so stop playing mind fuck games with his current beau; the poor girl is just trying to have a chance to have a happy life like you wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s:thanks farhat for your tweet about my blog. appreciate it a lot :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-2729012572677902672?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2729012572677902672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2729012572677902672&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2729012572677902672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2729012572677902672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/04/species-perempuan-pelik-1.html' title='SPECIES PEREMPUAN PELIK #1'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-7893462324768546606</id><published>2011-04-03T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T16:41:21.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>how do you deal with toxic family members?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ive been having problems with a few family members. its bad enough if you have issues with your friends, and when situation has surpassed the limit and is beyond repair; the ultimate solution would be breaking up with the friend. correct? but how do you deal with the few bad apples in the family? you cant simply just throw them away. but its also something very toxic to have to put up with their attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what's worse, i think is our eastern culture whereby we cannot say anything against the elders or we're deemed as disrespectful and just simply "kurang hajar". but hello, lady, you've been bullying your family members for decades, and being insensitive towards other people's misfortunes. who is being kurang hajar here?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i am not an angel, i dont mean to preach. but i hate it when people just simply cross the line and think no one is brave enough to tell them off. i was this close to make my opinions be heard actually. but my "eastern roots" caught the better of me, and ive decided to just keep my distance; and avoid contact. lagi banyak mengata lagi banyak dosa kita dapat kan? so its better if i just keep my distance from you and your FAMILY, and i'd live peacefully with the rest of the family members.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;do not have time to entertain idiots like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-7893462324768546606?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/7893462324768546606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=7893462324768546606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/7893462324768546606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/7893462324768546606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-do-you-deal-with-toxic-family.html' title='how do you deal with toxic family members?'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-8781951484915996836</id><published>2011-04-03T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T12:46:25.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>city slickers sucks like hell</title><content type='html'>faliq's away at the moment. for 5 days frolicking in the sun down under (in perth specifically) living the life of a backpacker. entah mandi ke tak aku pun tak tau. the first time he's the one who's away instead of me. and i must be feeling what he had been feeling when i went to Korea and Australia. :/ i woke up this morning and almost about to dial his number when i suddenly recall that he's in australia. so i told myself he'll be back in no time and i'd see him again this tuesday :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work has been great. orrrr....not. :/ i absolutely love my job. it fits me well. seriously. who&amp;nbsp;wouldn't&amp;nbsp;like the fact that you get to work flexi hours, waking up at 9 when others are already&amp;nbsp;sloughing&amp;nbsp;their way to work. hahaha. my immediate superior is awesome. the thing about working with a guy is that...well. you have to be like a guy. they dont care about the nitty gritty details, all they want is the results. ho hum.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the office? sure as hell not as gorgeous as puteri harbour. but the first few weeks i started working, ive been going to klcc and wangsa walk EVERY FREAKING SINGLE DAY after work. because im that PERAK about working in the city. (you must know that&amp;nbsp;I've&amp;nbsp;been working by the sea surrounded by umm....empty lands ready for development).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the working environment is sooo different! there are a lot of moments that made me miss the warm people of puteri harbour, but this is the life i have to lead now. no wonder people get stressed out working in the city. the congestion is enough to give you a heart attack, and the attitude. oh-my-god! where the hell did all these people come from? its like they came straight out of a "im born to be rude" class. had a few encounters with these people including the ones in my office which made me almost burst out in rage. i am just proud i stopped my urge to slap this particular person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but aside from this, thankful that im back. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-8781951484915996836?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/8781951484915996836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=8781951484915996836&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8781951484915996836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8781951484915996836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/04/city-slickers-sucks-like-hell.html' title='city slickers sucks like hell'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2067552127277098035</id><published>2011-03-15T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T20:33:05.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>hiatus comeback</title><content type='html'>ive been on a very long hiatus havent i? before this i'd have one post daily; and now i only get to do this once a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well let's see. A LOT has happened. new work place; private life; friends; families. where do i start? and my english is so abhorrent i feel like slapping myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need a breather. i dont even have time for myself. working in kl is so physically and mentally exhausting. i'd come home feeling bloody tired. of work. of having to go through the bloody congestion. and i dont even have time to finish a book! (well, two books now :) im reading a doctor in the house and paulo coelho's veronika decides to die; i guess im setting too high of a target for myself )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only solace i get is now i am in the company of my family 24/7 and my friends :) thats all that matters right? home is where the people you love and care are. its still too early to tell about how i will be tackling my issues at the new workplace. first things first; i need to find a way to start blogging regularly. ive strayed quite far from the routine i was used to when i was in johor. just need some time to get into the rhythm of living in kl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:and the fact that my new company blocked blogspot's website doesnt help either :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-2067552127277098035?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2067552127277098035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2067552127277098035&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2067552127277098035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2067552127277098035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/03/hiatus-comeback.html' title='hiatus comeback'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2771864535244753616</id><published>2011-02-15T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T23:04:25.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>seperti rusa sesat di kl</title><content type='html'>the move to kl has taken over my life;will update soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-2771864535244753616?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2771864535244753616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2771864535244753616&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2771864535244753616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2771864535244753616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/02/seperti-rusa-sesat-di-kl.html' title='seperti rusa sesat di kl'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-4661361892237680686</id><published>2011-01-28T10:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T10:23:16.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAYBEE'/><title type='text'>MY FAREWELL PARTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;they chose steamboat because right now I'm having difficulties in chewing, so steamboat is the best choice for soft food, well, compared to eating soup and porridge! *braces suck when it gets in the way of me and my glorious food cravings*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a few days prior to last night, i went to JJ with Kak Ikin and Awin on a window shopping spree (ceh, window shopping pun nak letak spree kan) and awin was looking for a new watch. KATENYEEE. so she asked me whch one did i like best. and guess what i got last night?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TUIj4IQiDNI/AAAAAAAAAgw/8mG5IKW_90o/s1600/IMG-20110127-00088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TUIj4IQiDNI/AAAAAAAAAgw/8mG5IKW_90o/s320/IMG-20110127-00088.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The dusty pink casio i chose. -_-" kene tipu terang2 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;they were trying so hard in keeping the farewell party as a surprise. i was on the way to the venue of the party with &lt;a href="http://tinywinyofmyheart.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kak Yan&lt;/a&gt; and Kak Miza﻿; when the boss called kak yan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Boss: Where are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;KY: We're on our way already&amp;nbsp;(konon nak rahsia taknak bagitau aku venue kat mana) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Boss: owh it's not at Coxn? where is the party at?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;KY:New York Hotel boss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;FAKKKKKKK *Dalam hati kak yan kerana dgn senangnya dah kantoikan their surprise plan*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TUInA-FOdwI/AAAAAAAAAg4/TV07TPXNTWE/s1600/IMG-20110127-00082.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TUInA-FOdwI/AAAAAAAAAg4/TV07TPXNTWE/s320/IMG-20110127-00082.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I started laughing really hard. so did kak miza. hahaha. so much for wanting to blinfold me so i wouldnt find out where we were headed. in the end i pretended to be surprised when we reached the venue *kasi jaga sama muka kak yan supaya takde kene belasah dgn org lain* :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i loved the fact that they've put in so much effort in organising the party, as well as getting me the gift. :) trully am touched by all this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TUImwyCjZzI/AAAAAAAAAg0/UohugS6pAIk/s1600/IMG-20110127-00083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TUImwyCjZzI/AAAAAAAAAg0/UohugS6pAIk/s320/IMG-20110127-00083.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;siap aisyah si kecik pun ada :D *she was fascinated with my braces. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TUInpWYuMPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/7y-Pnz5I3TE/s1600/IMG-20110127-00089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TUInpWYuMPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/7y-Pnz5I3TE/s320/IMG-20110127-00089.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;tgk berape banyak kotak depa pakai nak nganjing aku. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TUIn0FqjIXI/AAAAAAAAAhA/3a3LK2-2AJ4/s1600/IMG-20110127-00096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TUIn0FqjIXI/AAAAAAAAAhA/3a3LK2-2AJ4/s320/IMG-20110127-00096.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Singapore trip!! cannot wait :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: ain't gonna let some anasir emo ruin my farewell party yo.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-4661361892237680686?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/4661361892237680686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=4661361892237680686&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4661361892237680686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4661361892237680686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-farewell-party.html' title='MY FAREWELL PARTY'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TUIj4IQiDNI/AAAAAAAAAgw/8mG5IKW_90o/s72-c/IMG-20110127-00088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2617651490790010774</id><published>2011-01-26T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T09:59:00.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAYBEE'/><title type='text'>MY WEEK IS FULL :)</title><content type='html'>my days in the office are numbered; and i can sense my colleagues are trying to squeeze as much time as possible with me. :') &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made plans throughout the week; including the weekends, which surely will occupy my mind. the thing is, he's here. in jb. i met him yesterday. and it was so comforting to just be near him. i know i know. I'm trawling on a dangerous territory right now. but yeah, the sense of comfort i once had; well, i miss it. and i just want an ounce of what i had before. just an ounce. not that much. that's all i asked for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is my supposedly "surprise" farewell party. well, because of the obliviousness of some people, they came and asked me upfront about my party, when in actual fact, I'm not even supposed to know there was going to be one! so now the secret is&amp;nbsp;out of the bag, and I'm going to make sure i look my best for tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday will be spent in Singapore :) a total of 12 people altogether; all stuffed in 3 cars, well, not so bad actually because it'd be 4 for each car; and i have no idea what the hell are we going to do there. i cant help but laugh over the fact that it resembles &lt;em&gt;rombongan cik kiah.&lt;/em&gt; 12 people weh. how the hell are we supposed to appease 12 people's wants?? kak ikin said we'll just let them all run loose; while we (girls) proceed to our ultimate goal visiting Singapore. SHOPPINNNNGGGGG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, well, they told me this morning they'd like to go to Kluang Station for breakfast. OH MANNNN... best sial. cannot wait :) just like &lt;a href="http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/02/kluang-toast-and-kopi-ais-is-best.html"&gt;old times&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-2617651490790010774?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2617651490790010774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2617651490790010774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2617651490790010774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2617651490790010774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-week-is-full.html' title='MY WEEK IS FULL :)'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-1485923894980077834</id><published>2011-01-24T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T09:41:16.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>'Tis the season to be "jolly"</title><content type='html'>yesterday an old friend what's app-ed me after he found out about the break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: ko macamane ni?ok tak?&lt;br /&gt;me: sakit dowh break. aku tak datang keje satu hari sebab depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Him: e'eleh. baru break up&amp;nbsp;je. relaks la. bende kecik je&lt;br /&gt;me: e'eleh. cube ko break up, tgk sakit tak sakit. Not that aku doakan ko break up la&lt;br /&gt;Him: aku baru je break&lt;br /&gt;Me: *oopss..* : /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a long awkward silence; we agreed on having a sesi luahan hati later when I'm back in KL so we'd get it out of both of our systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mane gua nak tau mamat ni pun baru break sia. i guess its the season kot : /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-1485923894980077834?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1485923894980077834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1485923894980077834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1485923894980077834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1485923894980077834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/01/tis-season-to-be-jolly.html' title='&apos;Tis the season to be &quot;jolly&quot;'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-94776356945113563</id><published>2011-01-21T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T09:38:14.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAYBEE'/><title type='text'>Things to look forward to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i have much to look forward to. believe me. recovering from a break up is hell-ish. don't believe me? ask my friends. who are constantly barraged with calls, messages, and tweets that is reflective of a person who's about to lock herself up in a tower and never go out again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i would say the timing of the break up was untimely. when i'm about to leave Puteri Harbour. supposedly, at this moment of time, i should be focusing all my energy on my handing over (done already actually), and spending as much time as possible with my colleagues and enjoying my last moments here. but because of this break up (i really don't want to call this a break up, let's call this "the event"); i just cannot wait to get my ass back in kl, so i will be surrounded by my friends, the malls, and a few other activities that would definitely occupy my mind. say, for instance, be a member of the National Heritage Society. i want to regisiter NOWWWW!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i really shouldn't moan about this, because life goes on. just that now, sakit sikit la. later on, i am pretty sure i'll be ok. so will he. maybe later in life we can be friends again, that's possible. but now, i just want the pain to stop. and now, in order for me to ease the pain, i'll go on my routine of wikipedia-ing, and tweeting, and just have some fun while i'm here. i won't get to see them when i move back to kl. friends right now, are much more important. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so here's a list to the road of recovery:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Go to all places i know i will miss in JB when i move; i.e., pasar karat, roost juice bar, singgah selalu, karaoke (itu mesti okaaayyy), hutan bandar. ape semua tempat makan and shopping ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Go to Singapore!! cannot wait :B finally after a year of working here, i'd finally have the chance to go to Singapore with my colleagues :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bile pulang ke kl, buat braces belah gigi bawah. the pain will surely make me forget about my other "pain".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Start work at the new PLACE! HOMAIGODDDD TAKUT GILER!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;watch Mael's performance at Laundry Bar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Go to Khairun's engagement :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPEND AS MUCH TIME AS POSSIBLE WITH MY GIRLFRIENDS!! (SEE THIS? ITS IN CAPS LOCK AND BOLD FONT BECAUSE THIS IS THE MOST IMPORTANT POINT OF ALL!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;go back to Kedah with my family for a family kenduri, as well as ammet's wedding. I miss Kedah!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;see. banyak tu activity.&amp;nbsp;ok la tu. Insya-Allah i'll be ok. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-94776356945113563?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/94776356945113563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=94776356945113563&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/94776356945113563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/94776356945113563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-to-look-forward-to.html' title='Things to look forward to'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-4004706212971061610</id><published>2011-01-19T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T14:45:36.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the message in the middle of the night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yesterday night i received a message on facebook from &lt;a href="http://ohsotiana.blogspot.com/"&gt;tiana&lt;/a&gt;, one of my schoolmates back in high school. which she sent me after reading my post about the break up on my blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and it just warmed my heart to receive a message from someone i havent talked to in years, but was concerned about the current state i am now.&amp;nbsp;she wished me the best, and hope i'll recover soon, and looks forward to cheerful posts in the future. thanks tiana :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;your message made me smile in the middle of the night, and i&amp;nbsp;stopped having nightmares (which was now becoming even more frequent) after reading it. again, thanks for your concern. after all. we are all born fighters, tak macho la kalau mengaku kalah macam tu je kan? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-4004706212971061610?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/4004706212971061610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=4004706212971061610&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4004706212971061610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4004706212971061610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/01/message-in-middle-of-night.html' title='the message in the middle of the night.'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-1994379878023275439</id><published>2011-01-17T10:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T10:29:52.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another hurdle in life that i have to face to find happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my &lt;a href="http://syazazu.tumblr.com/"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt; has been my best friend for the past few days. because i was able to blog straight from my BB. whenever i had the urge to call him, or think about those little moments i had; which was just too painful to spit it out, i'd write it on my tumblr. surprisingly it gave me comfort, although just a little bit, but at least there's something there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;during these trying times that you realize who are your bestfriends. and i am very much grateful that all of them are. they've been wonderful in helping me cope with the sudden loss of my relationship. the girls, kuhaz, sue, nina and sarah, seemed to be taking turns "babysitting" me through smses, whats app, and bbm. not to mention numerous calls whenever i had the urge to call him. bobo was there when i cried. amir told me to come back to kl, kak ikin provided me laughter and a brief distraction; awin listened to my woes through coffee session at McD, and khairun and max even called to advise me on how to approach this. they remind me of shrinks. all of them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i even googled on how to move on after breaking up. the moving on 101 guide has beed quite logical, but some are just so PFFT! like having imaginary boxes to store thoughts about him, ho mannn.. if my head is like the computer i'd gladly do this, but i cannot store my thoughts about him in an imaginary box! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the best part was, this has brought me to closer to my mum. she was so gung-ho about me moving on that i was almost scared she'd kill me if i don't. -_-" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i don't know what will happen in the future. but i am on the road to recovery. though it may be a little bit slow, but i'm getting there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/13328627-1994379878023275439?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1994379878023275439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1994379878023275439&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1994379878023275439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1994379878023275439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-tumblr-has-been-my-best-friend-for.html' title='another hurdle in life that i have to face to find happiness'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-4199928563882076075</id><published>2011-01-12T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T14:21:44.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grilles on ma' teeth</title><content type='html'>after a decade of waiting. finally.. i present to you, my new look!im eksaiteddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TS1HVBPEZMI/AAAAAAAAAgs/q6IO_wkANi0/s1600/IMG-20110110-00025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TS1HVBPEZMI/AAAAAAAAAgs/q6IO_wkANi0/s320/IMG-20110110-00025.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ill be wearing these for a year and a half. sorry for the blurry pic. it was taken using my BB :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;though the process was quite painful, im glad ive finally gotten my teeth done. ive been wanting to wear braces ever since i was a teen. :) that's 10 years ago :) alhamdullillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i posted this on my fb and i received&amp;nbsp;numerous enquiries about braces. does it hurt, how much does it cost, where did i get mine done, etc. never knew others were so excited about wearing them as well :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;but right now. this is my 3rd day without chocolate :( im close to dying actually. my gum is still not strong enough to chew, and frankly im bored with the porridge/soup/maggie diet. I WANT REAL FOOD!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-4199928563882076075?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/4199928563882076075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=4199928563882076075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4199928563882076075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4199928563882076075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/01/grilles-on-ma-teeth.html' title='Grilles on ma&apos; teeth'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TS1HVBPEZMI/AAAAAAAAAgs/q6IO_wkANi0/s72-c/IMG-20110110-00025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-8675537400693670725</id><published>2011-01-07T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T09:55:57.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busuk hati</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've got beef with a few people at the moment. sometimes you just cant help but feel pure hatred towards a person. because it is beyond your comprehension why that person can be so mean, and malicious towards someone they call as "friend".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and we're talking about adults who are in the range of 30-45 years old ok. not TEENAGERS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Might as well take them as teens. since they do not have the logic or common sense like NORMAL adults have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-8675537400693670725?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/8675537400693670725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=8675537400693670725&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8675537400693670725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8675537400693670725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/01/busuk-hati.html' title='busuk hati'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2808115840383859071</id><published>2011-01-05T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T16:02:27.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>the "glam" dinner</title><content type='html'>faliq and i were pretty excited about the dinner. we even went as far as getting a corsages for both of us; to implicate the "PROM" mood :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQfEGg7ZGI/AAAAAAAAAgI/NGIlRuyprps/s1600/P1010034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQfEGg7ZGI/AAAAAAAAAgI/NGIlRuyprps/s320/P1010034.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my wrist corsage is a PRETTY white rose :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting ready at faliq's house saw HUGE intervention by Faliq's mum who almost fainted when she saw what i was going to wear. she even wanted to do my make-up; but then due to time constraints, i did my own make up and the results were BEST la jugak for a beginner like me :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is what i wore for the dinner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQe3E_QVfI/AAAAAAAAAgE/QjNoMKoYOr0/s1600/P1010037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQe3E_QVfI/AAAAAAAAAgE/QjNoMKoYOr0/s320/P1010037.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;all courtesy of Auntie G :) she even loaned me her pearl bracelet and necklace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;all of faliq's friends were dressed to the nines as well. and we were quite excited about the dinner. imagine to our horror when we discovered it was an AMWAY'S ANNUAL DINNER! no wonder our friend was keeping us in the dark about this, i think he was scared we'd find out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;dah&amp;nbsp;name&amp;nbsp;MLM, ﻿so it's filled with&amp;nbsp;activities&amp;nbsp;that glorify the founder / sifu of theirs, complete with phrases like luar biasa, lots of speeches that professes gratification towards the founder. *yeah, LUAR BIASA &amp;lt;---&amp;nbsp;the phrase they kept repeating throughout the event. -____-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;but we didnt let that damper our mood to have fun, so we tried our hardest to enjoy the rest of the night :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQiOahIC0I/AAAAAAAAAgM/Ppe6wdv57Xw/s1600/P1010038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQiOahIC0I/AAAAAAAAAgM/Ppe6wdv57Xw/s320/P1010038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;neny (betul kan name ni?), herny and &lt;a href="http://jajasechan.blogspot.com/"&gt;jaja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQir0yDiGI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/nUffjIenEm0/s1600/P1010039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQir0yDiGI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/nUffjIenEm0/s320/P1010039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;syah, faliq and i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQi0S9fIKI/AAAAAAAAAgU/yW3mVCsHnCA/s1600/P1010040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQi0S9fIKI/AAAAAAAAAgU/yW3mVCsHnCA/s320/P1010040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;saje nak tunjuk our corsages. we were the only ones with corsages. malu betullllllll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQjBAhBhoI/AAAAAAAAAgY/oLQ5UucY7Fk/s1600/P1010043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQjBAhBhoI/AAAAAAAAAgY/oLQ5UucY7Fk/s320/P1010043.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQjHSkEO0I/AAAAAAAAAgc/jrqt7th31Zs/s1600/P1010044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQjHSkEO0I/AAAAAAAAAgc/jrqt7th31Zs/s320/P1010044.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;one of the highlights of the night was the games. this one, we had to pick a guy from our table and dress him up as a girl with whatever materials we have (in which we chose razif), one guy from another table wrapped himself with the sash from the dinner table! in case you're wondering how we fared, we got second :) i was the one that wrapped the hijab for him. HAHA sempat lagi nak mencapapkan diri sebagai contributor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQjvaesmZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/04yCp99eolg/s1600/P1010046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQjvaesmZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/04yCp99eolg/s320/P1010046.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;jaja spoiled our pic -_-" she has the tendency to do that when she saw couples taking photos. sazzy was attacked as well. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQkXrriroI/AAAAAAAAAgk/4KI6RmD2zUU/s1600/P1010048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQkXrriroI/AAAAAAAAAgk/4KI6RmD2zUU/s320/P1010048.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sadly this is the only clear picture i have with faliq (T.T) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQkop9knbI/AAAAAAAAAgo/CTiPsTYqElc/s1600/P1010049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQkop9knbI/AAAAAAAAAgo/CTiPsTYqElc/s320/P1010049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;all in all, it was quite a memorable night :) in spite of the shocking discovery; it was a night spent with friends and fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-2808115840383859071?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2808115840383859071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2808115840383859071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2808115840383859071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2808115840383859071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/01/glam-dinner.html' title='the &quot;glam&quot; dinner'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQfEGg7ZGI/AAAAAAAAAgI/NGIlRuyprps/s72-c/P1010034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2705593310561959413</id><published>2011-01-05T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T15:30:06.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>WHAT I DID DURING NEW YEAR'S EVE AND THE DAYS AFTER</title><content type='html'>Pictures can tell a thousand words,&amp;nbsp;nuff said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on new year's eve, we stumbled upon this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSPS-CDCASI/AAAAAAAAAfw/IHhY3N8u5Ag/s1600/PC310015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSPS-CDCASI/AAAAAAAAAfw/IHhY3N8u5Ag/s320/PC310015.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;see this? this is pretty scary. and FREAKING COOL. its a 3-storey high indoor slide and I'd be a fool if i didnt give this thing a try. hoho.so we did :) *btw, they even have an indoor flight simulator :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQat0jAeRI/AAAAAAAAAf0/g9Th2Y8uYBU/s1600/PC310013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQat0jAeRI/AAAAAAAAAf0/g9Th2Y8uYBU/s320/PC310013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;TA-DAHH..it cost us RM 12 each -_- *yeah, who would've guessed that you've got to pay to ride on slides. but i tell ya, it'll take a while for you to be able to walk straight right after getting off the slide. sebab die pusing-pusing O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQbIJMm1pI/AAAAAAAAAf4/dzgYlqZNAvg/s1600/PC310019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQbIJMm1pI/AAAAAAAAAf4/dzgYlqZNAvg/s320/PC310019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;our attempt to camwhore afterwards. failed miserably because faliq's face was blocked by me. in case you're wondering where is this awesome place yg ade gelunsur dan simulator?? Empire @ Subang :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;next up. on 1st of January, we attended Faliq's close friend's wedding, and his bride happens to be my friend :) small world indeed :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQcV-CKQ3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/NCuGI451obc/s1600/P1010026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQcV-CKQ3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/NCuGI451obc/s320/P1010026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ainil and elly. ainil is soooo gorjes that day :) well, she has always been gorjes pun, tapi this time seri pengantin die sgt terserlah :) and i love white weddings, we all came dressed in white. *because we received a message from ainil asking if we'd come wearing white coloured outfits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQc0kZm7TI/AAAAAAAAAgA/xiXPE-Ssq7Q/s1600/P1010031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSQc0kZm7TI/AAAAAAAAAgA/xiXPE-Ssq7Q/s320/P1010031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok.everyone except for sidiq dressed in white. -_-" sidiq is the one dressed in black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;later that night, we had the much talked about "Glam Dinner". which deserves a post on its own, much to tell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2nd and 3rd were spent pretty much with the family. i went looking for tigger on the 3rd, but to no avail. almost broke down crying. later that night, kak ina called telling me they've caught her, only to find that it was a wrong cat when i came over. :( anyways, i hope she's safe and loved by anyone who has decided to keep her. she was my parents' favourite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;owh, in case you haven't heard. i'll be doing my braces pretty soon. END OF JANUARY!! that's soon enough!! cannot wait :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-2705593310561959413?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2705593310561959413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2705593310561959413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2705593310561959413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2705593310561959413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-i-did-during-new-years-eve-and.html' title='WHAT I DID DURING NEW YEAR&apos;S EVE AND THE DAYS AFTER'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TSPS-CDCASI/AAAAAAAAAfw/IHhY3N8u5Ag/s72-c/PC310015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-8218165793755629593</id><published>2010-12-30T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T15:20:36.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BARU NAK START.TERHEGEH HEGEH</title><content type='html'>Just created a &lt;a href="http://syazazu.tumblr.com/"&gt;new account in Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;. Hurrah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know. im slow like that. -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-8218165793755629593?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/8218165793755629593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=8218165793755629593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8218165793755629593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8218165793755629593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/baru-nak-startterhegeh-hegeh.html' title='BARU NAK START.TERHEGEH HEGEH'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-8111571519991512210</id><published>2010-12-30T08:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T08:49:22.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CUTI FREE FREE JE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRvWvSg0ZuI/AAAAAAAAAfs/5GbKYhUlUv4/s1600/MALAYSIA+MENANG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRvWvSg0ZuI/AAAAAAAAAfs/5GbKYhUlUv4/s320/MALAYSIA+MENANG.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;source:MSN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;weh.esok cuti weh.bleh balik KL awal weh. WOOT WOOT!! ni la baru best; apabila team malaysia menang bola, dapat cuti. so harap2 la selalu menang so we can get more holidays :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-8111571519991512210?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/8111571519991512210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=8111571519991512210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8111571519991512210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8111571519991512210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/cuti-free-free-je.html' title='CUTI FREE FREE JE'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRvWvSg0ZuI/AAAAAAAAAfs/5GbKYhUlUv4/s72-c/MALAYSIA+MENANG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-4543643376022474100</id><published>2010-12-29T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T16:31:13.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year 2011 resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Each year i'd have list of new year resolutions only to see that not even half of the items are not achieved. call it lack of self-empowerment to respect the list; but i DO IT ALL THE TIME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so this coming new year, hopefully, will bring a new&amp;nbsp;promise to &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GET THE LIST DONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my 2011 resolutions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;SPEND WISELY&lt;/span&gt; (need to do this since i am known for my impulse spending streak)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;START SAVING&lt;/span&gt; (no need goals i.e. untuk kawin ke ape yang sewaktu dgnnya, just start saving dammit!) been left with almost nothing by the end of month (&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;THIS HAPPENS EVERYTIME&lt;/span&gt;). oooohhh!! i found this &lt;a href="http://www.bankinginfo.com.my/index.php?intPrefLangID=1&amp;amp;"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; that helps me understand HOW to save wisely, and what i should save up for. Insurance, investment. etc. i even get to download the budget calculator that checks my expenses if i ever do spend on deficit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Sembahyang ni cube jangan TINGGAL&lt;/span&gt;. adoi. dah umur 24 tahun pun rongak lagi,memang tak tau malu. subuh and asar is hot on my 'tertinggal' list. zuhur ok sebab baru lepas balik from lunch, maghrib pn ok sbb baru sampai rumah from Office.Isyak paling kacang gajus; itu &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;DONTKNOWWHATTOSAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;place more emphasis on my appearance&lt;/span&gt;. i have to admit, being in Puteri Harbour, with it's oh-so-relax-lepak-tepi-&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;yatch&lt;/span&gt; environment makes me pay less attention to the clothes i wear to work (come on, sometimes aku pakai skinny jeans je pegi &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;keje&lt;/span&gt;) and how i put myself out there. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;Stop being complacent&lt;/span&gt;. working in a new environment means there will be no more kakaks looking out for me. (KPI pun depa tolong. manja habissss) MUST BERUSAHA! be an EFFICIENT WORKER!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;itu je la yang larat nak tulis. nanti panjang2 pun, takut tak achieve plak (EH! BUANG PESSIMISTIC THOUGHTS!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-4543643376022474100?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/4543643376022474100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=4543643376022474100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4543643376022474100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4543643376022474100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-year-2011-resolutions.html' title='New Year 2011 resolutions'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-1004147306306469877</id><published>2010-12-29T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T08:50:07.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kenape kene waxxxxx</title><content type='html'>i dont know who the hell invented wax.BECAUSE IT'S BLOODY PAINFUL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'd like to see if it will last me up to 4 weeks. /:l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-1004147306306469877?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1004147306306469877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1004147306306469877&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1004147306306469877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1004147306306469877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/kenape-kene-waxxxxx.html' title='kenape kene waxxxxx'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2064472990529265118</id><published>2010-12-28T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T17:12:23.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apabila KFC menjadi perbualan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's great to know that despite the growing paranoia on Islam; there is also a growing concern in providing Halal food for Muslim consumers in Western Country. Engrossed in the &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20101227/ap_on_bi_ge/us_the_muslim_consumer"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;, i was reminded of my trip to Melbourne last month; which surprisingly i had no trouble at all finding halal food to consume. And the best part was, KFC was halal there, so that was already ok. *shame about people calling Halal KFC chicken as 'terror chicken'; please excuse some people who are just plain ignorant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;is it just me or the whole islamic-phobia is being overplayed by certain people, and sad to say, some are from our muslim counterparts themselves, discouraging us to look past the conceptions of the Western on our religion beliefs. one of the the things i remembered was, "are you going to wear your hijab to Australia? Good luck (Smirking). Because they know you're muslim, there'll be dogs sniffing at your crotch, and them asking you to take off your hijab at the airport to check if you smuggle anything inside". or "better not wear hijab, you know how they're all getting racist, and mean when they see a muslim". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i was so damn scared of coming to OZ that i really do pray I don't have dogs sniffing at my crocth! much worse is if i was walking down the street and face with racial or hate slews (tapi what to do, tiket dah book). such was the misconception i had before coming to Melbourne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you know the funny part was? I came in and out of the airport breezily. The Customs were VERY polite, smiled and even said good day. Waiter/Waitresses or Counter Ladies would go, "good day love, what can i get you?" with the most disarming smile that puts ALL MALAYSIAN CUSTOMER-BASED SERVICE LINE to shame &amp;lt;---- i should really blog about this, shouldn't i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and i came back with one of the best experience of my life (having the chance to travel, i LOVE travelling); with NO BAD MEMORIES of racial hatred or ISLAMIC-PHOBIA at ALL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i know i've come across sites that incite hatred amongsts its member and users on Islam, but generally, we're all alright. we don't have extremists prowling the streets out to stab you just because you wear the hijab, well except for this &lt;a href="http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2009/07/xenophobia.html"&gt;lunatic&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;which i blogged about last year who stabbed his neighbour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i guess it boils down on what sort of values you have inside of you. if you believe the goodness of mankind; then hopefully these very same people will not see Islam as a SEPERATE ENTITY altogether, we are all HOMO SAPIENS AITE?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRmpAZKJHwI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Q6Ie-BTW1I4/s1600/PB010283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRmpAZKJHwI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Q6Ie-BTW1I4/s320/PB010283.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Here, me and Kuhaz were greeted by overzealous austrialians who did not seem to mind the COLD at all. I dont even know why the guy was putting his hand on my shoulder.pfft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/13328627-2064472990529265118?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2064472990529265118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2064472990529265118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2064472990529265118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2064472990529265118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/apabila-kfc-menjadi-perbualan.html' title='apabila KFC menjadi perbualan.'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRmpAZKJHwI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Q6Ie-BTW1I4/s72-c/PB010283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-3517965408279956331</id><published>2010-12-28T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T14:27:00.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GLAMOROUS FABULOUS DAN SEGALA OUS OUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OHH MAANNNN... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tragedy has struck. if you must knowwww... i am nowhere near glamorous and fabulous. so yeah, now i am faced with a HUGEEEEE DILEMMA. ivegotadinneronfirstofdecemberwithfaliq and the theme is supposed to be GLAMOROUS. well, actually, there's this event Jaja invited us to go to, it's held at Bukit Kiara Equestrian Club and the dress code is "Prom-Like" - i am quoting what jaja has sms-ed me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I DONT KNOW WHAT TO WEARRRRR. and i dont really like to put it in my head the thought of buying a new outfit for this because it'd be a waste, so just have to settle wearing the exisiting clothes i have. my pick at the moment? my Supre maxi and the beaded bolero i inherited from Ibu. :S nanti tunjuk gambar takut orang sume mencaci, takpe. tunjuk gambar lepas pakai sudahhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But im a bit excited because this may be the first dinner / prom-like event that faliq and i will attend TOGETHER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've hinted at him to get me a corsage. ok. MORE LIKE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;TOLD HIM TO GET ME A CORSAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. because you know that GUYS don't really decipher hints that WELL. sape yg setuju angkat kaki!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;happy happy :) . promise will take loads of pictures to show my dear friends, esp kuhaz di ostrolia sana, sue di kuantan, nina and radhi di Kuala Lumpur and sesiapa lagi yg sudi baca blog saya ini :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-3517965408279956331?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/3517965408279956331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=3517965408279956331&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3517965408279956331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3517965408279956331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/glamorous-fabulous-dan-segala-ous-ous.html' title='GLAMOROUS FABULOUS DAN SEGALA OUS OUS'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-1051111957239163369</id><published>2010-12-28T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T09:49:41.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAYBEE'/><title type='text'>Salah Clinic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ima's feet was terribly swollen yesterday so I had to take her to the clinic. after dropping her off, i went to the adjacent sundry shop for some grocery shopping and later went to the clinic we usually go to to wait for her. she was nowhere in sight at the waiting area so i thought she had gone to see the doctor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and later a middle-aged lady with her daughter left the examination room so i was quite dumbfounded and called ima, "weh, u dah jumpa doctor ke?". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"baru je lepas jumpe doctor, tunggu nak amik ubat ni ha" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"then u kat mane?tak nampak pun!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"i kat qualitas la, u tunggu kat mane??" Qualitas is the clinic next to the clinic i was at. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"alamak.malu seh tunggu sini" scrambling to take my grocery bag, the umbrells and my handbag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;met ima who was laughing her head off while limping over to my car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;siot punye budak OKU (pun intended)&amp;nbsp;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-1051111957239163369?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1051111957239163369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1051111957239163369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1051111957239163369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1051111957239163369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/salah-clinic.html' title='Salah Clinic'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-825572138815404077</id><published>2010-12-27T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T17:08:12.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAMBAR GAMBAR YANG LAMA TAK UPLOAD2 LAGI.APE LA MALASNYE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just noticed I've got 20 followers. yahoo. HAHAHA. thank you for following my daily blabbering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just to fill in the space. i now find myself absolutely lazy to upload pictures i've taken. i dont know. its not even a hassle. i just am plain lazy i guess. :P so here goes. the overdue photos of faliq's visit last weekend, the chocolate fair, and everything in between :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhVp-QByUI/AAAAAAAAAfg/MI190qlXmqQ/s1600/PC180017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhVp-QByUI/AAAAAAAAAfg/MI190qlXmqQ/s320/PC180017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhWwIfGOtI/AAAAAAAAAfk/N__xIsZpj_4/s1600/PC180021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhWwIfGOtI/AAAAAAAAAfk/N__xIsZpj_4/s320/PC180021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;loving hotcakes.taken when faliq just got to Johor on Saturday Morning, 18th December 2010.see. even got MCD punye stamp on the butter. aint that cute? :) please excuse my jakun-ness. i get excited each time i eat hotcakes for bfast. WHICH IS EVERY WEEKEND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhSNxwW9OI/AAAAAAAAAfE/xo0gt5Yf3bU/s1600/PC180023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhSNxwW9OI/AAAAAAAAAfE/xo0gt5Yf3bU/s320/PC180023.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;this is me with bob. at the entrance of the chocolate fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhSx9bmptI/AAAAAAAAAfI/yTMqHPsA0Sw/s1600/PC180025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhSx9bmptI/AAAAAAAAAfI/yTMqHPsA0Sw/s320/PC180025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;with the love of my life.not a very good picture of us. :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhT2yZKUCI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/R82oAhhvr94/s1600/PC180029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhT2yZKUCI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/R82oAhhvr94/s320/PC180029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;a routine when Mr. F is here, STARBUCKS! this was taken after watching Tron. the movie is awesome with the blue lights and all. 0.0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhUHfcR5cI/AAAAAAAAAfU/PRDstTL7w1o/s1600/PC180038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhUHfcR5cI/AAAAAAAAAfU/PRDstTL7w1o/s320/PC180038.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhURSkyvGI/AAAAAAAAAfY/-CVltBdG9UY/s1600/PC180042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhURSkyvGI/AAAAAAAAAfY/-CVltBdG9UY/s320/PC180042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;happy happy. faliq wearing the battlestar galactica t-shirt i got him from Universal Studios Singapore. thank god he loved the shirt. Come to think of it, I've been buying him clothes each time i travel abroad. :S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhU-TpHQaI/AAAAAAAAAfc/spe4XPwTnI8/s1600/PC190044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhU-TpHQaI/AAAAAAAAAfc/spe4XPwTnI8/s320/PC190044.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;taken after lunch, before he leaves for KL :( jaja and hajar just got back from Singapore, and hitched a ride back to KL with Mr. F. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;ok. tu je la some glimpses on my life. Till next time adieu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-825572138815404077?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/825572138815404077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=825572138815404077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/825572138815404077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/825572138815404077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/gambar-gambar-yang-lama-tak-upload2.html' title='GAMBAR GAMBAR YANG LAMA TAK UPLOAD2 LAGI.APE LA MALASNYE'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRhVp-QByUI/AAAAAAAAAfg/MI190qlXmqQ/s72-c/PC180017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-9057603876051178104</id><published>2010-12-27T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T15:43:09.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAYBEE'/><title type='text'>orang melayu species pelik #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;haha. i like having this sort of entry. it makes me ponder why the hell people cannot see the logic of just behaving normally. i was out having lunch with a few colleagues today at the usual restaurant in anjung. (working here don't really give you much options on places to eat; since its in the MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!). the restaurant is also a common haunt amongst other UEM Land staffs since its accessible, has a clean and nice environment and the choices of lauks are quite OK. altho the drinks sucks. i've resorted to ordering plain water each time i eat here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a few tables from ours were a group of female staffs from another department of UEM Land. one of them was quite popular for her audacity to lash out at others; especially on the looks department. bottom line, she's just a very bitchy makcik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she had also previously commented that Kak Z (a clerk at my office) is as big as a P.I.G! i dont know about other cultures around the world, but malays? we do NOT comment on other people in such a rude manner, moreover comparing them to a pig! (Pigs are a HUGE taboo in our society). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so this time, i bet she was just looking out to get Kak Z again, when she was on her way back to the table after washing her hands. she was squeezing in between our table and another table, and it so happens that the side she was squeezing was kak z's side. "Owh, sempit la"; smirking at kak Z. WHAT THE FISH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;AND the funny thing was that; she's not so SLIM herself!! (NOT SLIM AT ALL MORE LIKE!)&amp;nbsp;for having the guts to comment on how fat others are, when you're a big size person yourself! that's the irony of this whole thing. and Kak Z being a quiet person just faked a smile before feeling horrible about herself. i commented loudly, not sure if her group heard me "dah tau besar lagi nak lalu sini", in the defense of kak z of course, i am not rude unless i encounter horrible people like this PERSON (or should i say COW?). GOD! how can you be so cruel to someone else who's big in size when you dont even realize you're fat yourself? itu barulah namanya tak tahu nak ukur baju sendiri. or better yet, someone who is just ignorant&amp;nbsp;about basic social ethics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;really do not like the negative vibe flowing out right now, but i cant help feeling pissed. moreover with the fact that this person is in our company. i wonder how did she even managed to get friends. OR ARE THEY AS HORRIBLE AS HER?? i hope not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-9057603876051178104?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/9057603876051178104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=9057603876051178104&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/9057603876051178104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/9057603876051178104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/orang-melayu-species-pelik-1.html' title='orang melayu species pelik #1'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-344468777712603908</id><published>2010-12-27T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T15:21:19.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAYBEE'/><title type='text'>too much cake</title><content type='html'>last friday saw me and the marina boys throwing IMA (my dear housemate) a bday celeb. not that we had a BIG party pun, just two frames of bowling which ima won both games(PFFT..who else. i guess when it's ur bday, you suddenly acquire extremely awesome super powers that made you awesome in so many ways); leaving the guys red-faced (me, not so, since im a girl and im allowed to go all "OOPS!!MASUK LONGKANG!!IT'S FINE.&amp;nbsp;I KAN TAK LARAT~") &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dinner cum supper since we only finished our game at midnight, and they had this two guys playing the guitars and we made them sing for ima whilst we sang along quite horribly. (Emy especially, but EVERYONE was out of tune!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRg7vHiQhLI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Ftcb3oT6O6A/s1600/PC250045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRg7vHiQhLI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Ftcb3oT6O6A/s320/PC250045.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;when we (maduk and i) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;bought the cake, they've already put a small icing santa there since it was on the eve of christmas. so yeah....i forgot to take out the santa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRg8JO-1xwI/AAAAAAAAAe4/0FkmZEqfGkw/s1600/PC250046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRg8JO-1xwI/AAAAAAAAAe4/0FkmZEqfGkw/s320/PC250046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;we were already bloated by the time the cake was taken out. each of us were going "SHITTT" on the prospect of having to stuff our faces with the cake -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRg8vE7yIvI/AAAAAAAAAe8/SZ5lzT2yWJI/s1600/PC250047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRg8vE7yIvI/AAAAAAAAAe8/SZ5lzT2yWJI/s320/PC250047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;one of the "ok" pictures of me. the rest all HANCUSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRg9HUBYm3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/X5C3IJDvLFk/s1600/PC250051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRg9HUBYm3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/X5C3IJDvLFk/s320/PC250051.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ima got attacked by the boys, you can see the traces of chocolate cream on her face :P the one behind is emy btw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;got home only to realize emy left his stinking socks in my car. Thank god i still had my febreeze. and when he hitched a ride back home with me, thankfully enough he took his socks, but left HIS SNEAKERS!! pfft!! i've already put a new ambi pur fragrance, and quite an amount of febreeze has been sprayed. it was only a miracle i didnt suffocate in the car. poor kiki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-344468777712603908?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/344468777712603908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=344468777712603908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/344468777712603908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/344468777712603908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/too-much-cake.html' title='too much cake'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TRg7vHiQhLI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Ftcb3oT6O6A/s72-c/PC250045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-1106035325272161531</id><published>2010-12-24T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T11:54:53.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memory woes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OK. i am having a serious memory deficiency problem. yesterday when i called the CIMB Clicks guys, i cant EVEN remember when i exactly did i made the phone call. ORANG LAIN KAT OFIS PLAK YG INGAT. oh man oh man oh man. baru semalam kot buat the call. not even a year ago! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-1106035325272161531?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1106035325272161531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1106035325272161531&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1106035325272161531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1106035325272161531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/memory-woes.html' title='memory woes'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-152544418845432736</id><published>2010-12-23T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T10:30:27.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>benci dgn keadaan takde duit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i was complaining to Faliq about the declination of my financial state. i.e. Hampir hampir takde duit dah niiiii. and its not even JANUARY YET! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yes. UEM Land dengan sangat bijak memberi kami sume gaji awal. ini lah padahnya. actually. I didnt really spend that much. i just sorted out the expenses i had to pay, which was paying my ptptn, the rent, allowance for my parents, and for gas. BUT YEAH. i just HAD to mess up my ptptn transaction. so now im RM 250 short. because i keyed in the wrong IC number. WTFISHHHHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bile call CIMBCLICKS, die siap cakap "cik sepatutnya dapat balik duit tu semalam". HABISS... kenape aku tak dapat lagi ni....angin betul la. ye la. ptptn ni, amik duit bukan main pantas. nak return balik lembabs tahap gajah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;owh and also given the fact that my gaji was cut about 200++ for my 3 days of unpaid leave. so i really have to economiscize. i hate that word. nasib stock chocolate banyak lagi, i dont have to spend that much just yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cume bile balik KL je la nanti. kene mintak budi bicara faliq dan parents untuk sara kepulangan aku di KL. :S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: thank god ill be getting my salary before leaving johor for good. need to service the car, and perhaps visit Singapore the last time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/13328627-152544418845432736?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/152544418845432736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=152544418845432736&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/152544418845432736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/152544418845432736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/benci-dgn-keadaan-takde-duit.html' title='benci dgn keadaan takde duit'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2577008988231337901</id><published>2010-12-22T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T16:02:18.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>sekarang ini, aku tgh serabut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my mum told me kangoo has given birth when she was in the care of auntie ana. received a post on my FB wall the same day from my cousin telling me the news. CANT WAIT TO SEE HER AND THE NEW KIDDIES!!! she gave birth to four kittens, one black kitten (my cousin suggested we name it Blackberry, hmm.. BB macam comel jeee), two orange ones (takkan nak namekan marmalade lagii..nanti the senior marmalade konpius kang); and the last one that looks exactly like kangoo. but now she has taken to hiding all four under the side table at the corner of the living room.ho hummmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Li ann gave me a christmas prezzie before she leaves for her christmas vacay in Singapore. it was this nice gorjes white belt. HEARTSSS!! felt guitly for not buying her a christmas present. absolutely forgot its this weekend! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;now having the time of my life cleaning up the mess someone senior has made. but will prolly have the last laugh when i leave at the end of january. MUAHAHAHA (eh,belum lagi la) and having to deal with an emo senior staff, weird co-workers, and a confirmed disinterest in handling my job. I am in 'Paradise'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thats all for now. adieu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-2577008988231337901?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2577008988231337901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2577008988231337901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2577008988231337901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2577008988231337901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/sekarang-ini-aku-tgh-serabut.html' title='sekarang ini, aku tgh serabut'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-6980941708097489256</id><published>2010-12-21T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T16:47:55.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>currently i'm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;having a headache. i think it's because of my too tight supre maxi dress. i underestimated australian sizes. when i bought a lace dress at valley girl, even the size 6 was too big for me (but i bought it anyway because it was gorjes and it was on sale!). so when i saw the maxi dress at supre; with the size xxs; i thought to myself. alah, ni mesti besar kalau aku amik s; so dengan pantas mengambil size xxs. XXS TAK TAHAN. BUKAN XS YE KAWAN KAWAN, TAPI XXS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and now the maxi dress is my most loved and hated possession from australia. because its black, just the right length, and IT HAS POCKETS!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tapi tu la. the breast area is too freaking tight, i had to struggle to actually breathe. ho hum. can i actually send this to the tailor and have them alter it for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: will not wear this dress to work anymore, finding a hard time focusing with the headache and discomfort in wearing this beautiful stupid dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-6980941708097489256?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/6980941708097489256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=6980941708097489256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/6980941708097489256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/6980941708097489256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/currently-im.html' title='currently i&apos;m...'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-3593785485780012163</id><published>2010-12-20T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T15:18:40.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU</title><content type='html'>being with you is like finally coming home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-3593785485780012163?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/3593785485780012163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=3593785485780012163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3593785485780012163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3593785485780012163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/you.html' title='YOU'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-7707322583136670750</id><published>2010-12-20T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T10:34:39.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAYBEE'/><title type='text'>weekend yang awesome part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the weekend was GREAT. due to the fact that faliq was here. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and the chocolate fair was a bore like the last time. only. the good thing is i had more money than the previous fair. so i get to buy more chocolate! (i have no idea how the hell im supposed to finish all the crazy stocks of chocolate i have right now).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;review of the chocolates will be posted soon. as well as PICTURESSSS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-7707322583136670750?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/7707322583136670750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=7707322583136670750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/7707322583136670750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/7707322583136670750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/weekend-yang-awesome-part-1.html' title='weekend yang awesome part 1'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-5832980563820094027</id><published>2010-12-17T14:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T14:59:26.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>NOT A GOOD DAY FOR ME TODAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;memulakan hari ini dengan ceria. walaupun tak cukup tido kerana kene amik ida (my classmate from UIA)&amp;nbsp;at Larkin Sentral at 5.30 am because she had an interview at Nusajaya Centre and she was bunking at my place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;couldnt really sleep after i got home from picking ida up; kept thinking about what outfit to wear and terlajak tido sampai 7.30 am. Meaning i have 45 minutes to get (inclusive of ironing my clothes). nevertheless, managed to achieve the required timeline successfully. and even had the time to stop by at this makcik's stall near my house for her awesomely delicious meehoon goreng for breakfast. on the way to work siap main-main lumba dgn bobo as we were racing to Puteri Harbour (Bobo is always late too). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;parked my car beautifully and walked pass by en murad's car. and RIIIPPPP. my favourite jubah bore a huge tore within seconds. it got stuck at the edge of En. Murad's license plate and now i am clutching the side of the jubah so as not to display my thigh to the entire universe. went upstairs to tell En. Murad that I'm going back home to change clothes, and to my relief, there werent that many people yet at the office. so kebarangkalian menjadi topik lawak hari ini kurang teramat sangat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove back home like mad, and managed to find the easiest baju kurung to be ironed (it's Friday! i want to look alim and ayu :P ); while ironing got a call from kak miza. "Eh, where are the 9 copies of the management report for En. Azmil to bring to the management meeting today?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHITTTTT. memang terlupa habis pasal subject tu. WTFISH WTFISH WTFISH. "where are you?". UMM. "at home, ironing my baju". "OK", pap letak phone. shit, mati aku kene maki dgn bos lepas ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove back to the office again, madder than the previous trip. only to meet my boss in the Company's Santa Fe halfway through the road in Puteri Harbour. Didnt even have the guts to go inside and resorted to calling Kak Miza first before i enter. "Should i make the copies now?". "No need, Kak Ikin has photocopied 8 more from the one you've given earlier". A short relief. "where are you? (this is me asking her". "At the centre, kan today we have the townhall meeting with Dato'Wan (our CEO)". dAMMIT. AKU LUPAAAA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racing sekali lagi ke centre. greeted by Li Ann, who was with En. Azmil (EEK!) and a few other big shots of the company. "Your kain ok already ah?". Malu nyeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas itu dimalukan lagi dengan incident MD notice aku nak tepuk tangan tapi orang lain tak tepuk tangan time MD announced UEM Land has acquired 50% of Sunrise (weh, bangga kot!). "OH. TGK, ADE ORANG NAK CLAP!" he exclaimed, and THE WHOLE BLOODY HALL TURNED AND LOOKED AT ME WHO HAD HER HANDS IN MID-AIR ABOUT TO CLAP IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEESSSHHHHH... apekah nasib malang aku hari ini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-5832980563820094027?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/5832980563820094027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=5832980563820094027&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5832980563820094027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5832980563820094027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/not-good-day-for-me-today.html' title='NOT A GOOD DAY FOR ME TODAY'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-4669156857246980</id><published>2010-12-16T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T11:58:06.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAYBEE'/><title type='text'>LEAVING TOWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;its another 1.5 months more to go. before i finally leave johor for good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so it's only common that i write a list about things ill miss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;things I'll miss:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. The freedom. :) coming back late at 3 am or even 4 am (i don't go out clubbing anymore. HAHA. PLEASE. more of lepaking until the wee hours). will be an issue when I'm staying with my parents later this february. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. the roads. well. not physically. the road conditions in JB sucks as much as KL's. but ill miss the fact that i know how to get to places. I AM ALWAYS LOST when im in kl. the only direction i know is how to get to Subang, Kelana Jaya, Faliq's house and to UIA. i am that SUCKY. but in JB. i am practically a semi-god in directions (god of directions would be emy tho)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. the quaint old town of jb. roost juice bar, the bundle shop opposite the juice bar and the uptown bazaar just right next to it. will be sorely missed. its my frequent haunt for COOL headscarves at awesome prices and where I've found cool clothing items at incredibly affordable prices (you should know by now that i don't shop at MNG and all that likes. I LOVE FOS and anything between that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmIQNmzkaI/AAAAAAAAAeI/ll_R-LlzTvY/s1600/roost.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmIQNmzkaI/AAAAAAAAAeI/ll_R-LlzTvY/s1600/roost.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://syazot.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;4. PUTERI HARBOUR. of course i will miss this! this is like the coolest place EVER&amp;nbsp; to work at. coupled with the BEST TEAM you will ever have. it taught me a lot. and i am very much grateful to be given the opportunity to work with international consultants in mega projects such as this. HEARTS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmMr1VEGGI/AAAAAAAAAes/V2pTnl8_G6c/s1600/DSC_9642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmMr1VEGGI/AAAAAAAAAes/V2pTnl8_G6c/s320/DSC_9642.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;puteri harbour in memory :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;5. the friends i have acquired. Ima, emy, bobo, and the rest. not to forget Kak Yan and Joe. its difficult finding a friend that will accept your quirks, and stand by you through thick and thin. i became close to ima after amir left. in a way, it is fated that i meet her, and know her even more closer after one of my dearest friend in moved from johor to KL. and in a way, im grateful to be given the chance to be her friend. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;6. The food. yes. hate to admit this. but johor has a nice selection of delectable delights. :) i have yet to visit my friend, hilman's restaurant, ZZ sup tulang. they say ITS AWESOME. hmm. should really try that before i leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;this is so far the list i can conjure up. will add more when i can think better. right now brain is jammed. too much chocolate can make your brain go nuts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&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/13328627-4669156857246980?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/4669156857246980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=4669156857246980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4669156857246980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4669156857246980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/leaving-town.html' title='LEAVING TOWN'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmIQNmzkaI/AAAAAAAAAeI/ll_R-LlzTvY/s72-c/roost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-3364611921946553090</id><published>2010-12-14T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T16:06:09.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>COMFORT FOOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQcjnrGVqvI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ZDAlSyz45Jc/s1600/PC140002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQcjnrGVqvI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ZDAlSyz45Jc/s320/PC140002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my comfort food at the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;with tigger gone missing. work being a bitch. and no more paid leave left. i am in pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i think the magic of chocolate doesnt work on me anymore, i think its because ive consumed too much of it that endorphines doesnt make me all giddy and happy. it just makes me restless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-3364611921946553090?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/3364611921946553090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=3364611921946553090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3364611921946553090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3364611921946553090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/comfort-food.html' title='COMFORT FOOD'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQcjnrGVqvI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ZDAlSyz45Jc/s72-c/PC140002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-6772282876592188056</id><published>2010-12-14T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T14:47:29.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop with the fate bullshit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sometimes i just dont want to accept things the way it is. there are times people would say "bende nak jadi, what to do". well, i was never satisfied when that answer was given. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i feel that when things happened; it did not happen because it was meant to; it happened as a result / consequences of our actions. i get really pissed when people say that it's fate. there are things that can be applied to this reason, and there are things that aren't. like jodoh. it is FATE. but when you mess up. IT IS NOT FATE. so dont give me the fucking "fate" reason due to your own errors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this is all your fault due to your own doing. get it? NOT FATED to be like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-6772282876592188056?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/6772282876592188056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=6772282876592188056&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/6772282876592188056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/6772282876592188056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/stop-with-fate-bullshit.html' title='stop with the fate bullshit'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-3931765928690068066</id><published>2010-12-14T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T08:52:35.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>tigger is missing :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've been missing my cats. for quite some time. because i wont be back in kl until january; which is a long time. given the fact that my family is now in their holiday mood; they've left the kiddos at my aunt's house for two weeks now. i wonder if they're eating right. my cousin who is taking care of them said "diorang kekurangan kasih sayang"; before adding "bad news; one of them is missing".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and the one missing is tigger. the fattest amongst the three. the one that went really skinny when my parents went to johor and asked our neighbour to do the favour of feeding them but she never came because we weren't at home. and now. she's missing. HOW IS SHE SUPPOSED TO FEED HERSELFFFFFFFF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:( i cried myself to sleep yesterday night. there was nothing we could do. with me being here in johor; and my parents in kedah now. my mum tried to console me when in actual fact it was her favourite that went missing "bende nak jadi; what to do; let's just pray she will come home safely". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tigger, please come home. you know you can't survive on your own. dah la suke makan banyak, penakut pulak tu. we all miss you. even kangoo and marmalade misses you. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQa-wDxLcuI/AAAAAAAAAd4/D50cGHzkdXc/s1600/PB070016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQa-wDxLcuI/AAAAAAAAAd4/D50cGHzkdXc/s320/PB070016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;tigger. please come home :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQa_K0FHztI/AAAAAAAAAd8/rlgDRxf_dao/s1600/PC040033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQa_K0FHztI/AAAAAAAAAd8/rlgDRxf_dao/s320/PC040033.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;taken before the family came down to johor last week. see how fat tigger is. she will be having a hard time finding food on her own :( *yg bawah tu marmalade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQa_eav4ChI/AAAAAAAAAeA/6lAjSRCXx5Q/s1600/PC040035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQa_eav4ChI/AAAAAAAAAeA/6lAjSRCXx5Q/s320/PC040035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;kangoo who is heavily pregnant now. all she does is sleep nowadays. cant wait for her to give birth :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tigger. i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-3931765928690068066?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/3931765928690068066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=3931765928690068066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3931765928690068066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3931765928690068066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/tigger-is-missing.html' title='tigger is missing :('/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQa-wDxLcuI/AAAAAAAAAd4/D50cGHzkdXc/s72-c/PB070016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-1129925161663402544</id><published>2010-12-13T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T18:56:50.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAYBEE'/><title type='text'>apabila orang-orang kl datang menjenguk johor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;last week i took three days of unpaid leave and became a voluntary tour guide while my family was in JAYBEE. yes. they came for THREE days and frankly i exhausted my mind thinking where to bring the whole lot for leisure and DINE. knowing utara-ians; we really emphasize on the importance of finding good food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but thank god by the end of the day they were all so tired of their daytime excursions they didnt really mind where i brought them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a day before they arrived i made emy show me the nooks and corners of jaybee, because yes, i am THAT terrible in finding my own direction. i've been to emy's house a LOT of times and i kept getting lost ALL the time. (that is how bad my navigation skills are).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but anyhoo, emy should be proud he has trained a fast learner and my aunt even commented how good i was in giving directions around jaybee. couldnt stop smiling to myself; somehow felt i was cheating because i had a talking GPS on stand-by (EMY LA. SAPE LAGI)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and let me tell you something. taking care of 14 people is NOT an easy job. each having their own kerenah and what nots. :S ade malas nak join, ade nak pegi sini la situ la. eh. macam2 la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank god they enjoyed themselves on the first day they were here. i took them to...PUTERI HARBOUR LA..WHERE ELSE! hahah. bile lagi nak berlagak keje tempat best, bawak boat ride pegi tgk second link pun depa dah syok gila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQXx4hckTzI/AAAAAAAAAdg/YfvXB5FnM0Y/s1600/PC080051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQXx4hckTzI/AAAAAAAAAdg/YfvXB5FnM0Y/s320/PC080051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;taking pictures at the VIP pontoon after the boat ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and we also went to UNIVERSAL STUDIOS!! *which was the main reason why the whole clan was in JAYBEE actually -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQXyw9aJuUI/AAAAAAAAAdk/noW2MslA2Zc/s1600/PC090100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQXyw9aJuUI/AAAAAAAAAdk/noW2MslA2Zc/s320/PC090100.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQXzceFsmNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/o1QvuK4jmuc/s1600/PC090083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQXzceFsmNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/o1QvuK4jmuc/s320/PC090083.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we had our dose of awesomeness :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;ok. ade lagi beberapa haiwan bercakap we took pictures with, but this is by far the coolest pic because i LOVE KUNG FU PANDA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the theme park was really fun; but the thing that drove me nuts were they had a HERSHEY'S chocolate store right next to the freaking entrance! i thot i'd die when i saw this GIANT chocolate bar; almost as big as one asbestos tile. *didnt take any photo. takut kene halau*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;they also sell 1 litre of chocolate syrup, but ibu made me put it back :( so i decided to mend my broken heart buying CHOCOLATES!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQX6Vn7p7cI/AAAAAAAAAds/U3u063tub1U/s1600/PC100107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQX6Vn7p7cI/AAAAAAAAAds/U3u063tub1U/s320/PC100107.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;haha, jgn tanye kenape duit aku habis kat singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;on saturday, decided to follow the clan to melaka for a one night stay there. though we didnt really get to do much, am really loving the hotel we stayed in. Holiday Inn. the service was superb, up to a point that their caucasian manager was the one that washed the glasses for the chinese tea they put outside at the lobby for guests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQX7QjdrYOI/AAAAAAAAAdw/K3aw5-AqNCg/s1600/PC110108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQX7QjdrYOI/AAAAAAAAAdw/K3aw5-AqNCg/s320/PC110108.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the bathroom is much more awesome. but forgot to take the picture -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQX7moW3qyI/AAAAAAAAAd0/CjICO1CjDIs/s1600/PC110111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQX7moW3qyI/AAAAAAAAAd0/CjICO1CjDIs/s320/PC110111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;loving the pool. regretting the fact i forgot to bring my swimsuit -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;so there you go folks. my awesome week of unpaid leave. now its time to slave off the remaining days i have here before i leave. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/13328627-1129925161663402544?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1129925161663402544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1129925161663402544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1129925161663402544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1129925161663402544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/apabila-orang-orang-kl-datang-menjenguk.html' title='apabila orang-orang kl datang menjenguk johor'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQXx4hckTzI/AAAAAAAAAdg/YfvXB5FnM0Y/s72-c/PC080051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-456499925122759090</id><published>2010-12-06T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T16:47:36.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make up and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPyfeyunXgI/AAAAAAAAAdY/jhh9PJ3QdEE/s1600/PC040031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPyfeyunXgI/AAAAAAAAAdY/jhh9PJ3QdEE/s320/PC040031.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;did you see the "enhancement" i've been trying to pull off??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;a few days back after getting my Gaji, i went on a shopping frenzy which mainly involves food, toilettries; and..umm..make up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i know. i know. i used to be in this anti-lady-like movemnet, but hey! i grew up; and decided to "enhance" my look by wearing make up. my make up bill amounted to almost RM 70. which to me, is a LOT. because i am the girl who is freaking clueless about make up (the favourite target of make up sales person). thank god i spent my money at Elianto and NOT M.A.C or any of that sort. that would probably render me penniless by mid of the month. -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this is also the first time i used a foundation. (ok. you can&amp;nbsp;close your mouth&amp;nbsp;now). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;because i dont really fancy the idea of having a 4 inch make up on my skin. that will spell trouble. (hel-lo. breakouts! have u ever heard of them?) so foundation was never really a priority in my list. but then i started using Maybelline's BB cream, that was light enough. my skin actually felt light; and it looked GREAT. only the problem is, i started having small breakouts. (you see. i've never had acne problems in my teenage years, so when i started having all these annoying pimples sprouting all over my skin; OF COURSE I'D FREAK OUT!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a friend told me it's probably because of skin cleanse negligience. in my part. because i THOUGHT that after wiping all those make up with the make up remover wet tissue, IT WAS OKAY and I COULD STRAIGHT AWAY GO TO SLEEP. please. dont kill me because of my stupidity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but now i've embraced the full skin care regime, three steps no matter how tired i was that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and my skin became better. but faliq still wasnt really digging the fact that i've started putting on foundations. HEY. IT COVERS MY PORES AND I LOOK AWESOME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;still need more make up tips tho. have been reading all these tips on line and i still look BLAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/13328627-456499925122759090?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/456499925122759090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=456499925122759090&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/456499925122759090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/456499925122759090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/make-up-and-me.html' title='make up and me'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPyfeyunXgI/AAAAAAAAAdY/jhh9PJ3QdEE/s72-c/PC040031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-3316147480657654190</id><published>2010-12-06T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T15:08:05.938+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><title type='text'>Nutella - Always a Favourite in the Zubir Household</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;last sunday i hitched a ride back to JB with Kak Yan, and she told me how she found the Cadbury Fingers i posted earlier and it was Bloody Good. somehow i felt somewhat glad and overly joyed over the fact that i managed to spread the love on chocolate delights. and it actually drives me to write more about my chocolate findings :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, moving on to today's chocolate posting. I'm sure everyone is familiar with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nutella"&gt;NUTELLA&lt;/a&gt;. :) the hazelnut chocolate spread that drives the whole world CRAZY. Ok, it is as COOL as Schoko Mac, but that's beside the point! Today, i shall be talking about the goodness of Nutella. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whenever i've finished (ok, that is exaggerating, whenever MY FAMILY) the whole tub of nutella, i always make it a point to spoon out the left overs and eat it as it is. i mean, it is like choki choki; only, WAYYY better right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so imagine my delight when i stumbled across the Portion Packs edition of Nutella :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPyJdu2qK5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/hzaP_G3qXQs/s1600/PC060040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPyJdu2qK5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/hzaP_G3qXQs/s320/PC060040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HEAVEN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPyKIn7gl0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/dmwVXO7abGM/s1600/PC060044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPyKIn7gl0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/dmwVXO7abGM/s320/PC060044.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this is how it looks like. i already ate one, HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;it's really convenient, if ever you find a need to have a quick dose of chocolate goodness that HAS SKIMMED MILK, how much healthier do want it to be rightttttt....i like it because i can just pop one in my bag, and bring it to the meeting; the train; or just ANYWHERE! without having to lug the whole tub. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;its RM 14.99; so basically its RM 15 and can be found in any hypermarket i presume. ﻿and i guess it is on the procey side as compared to just RM 12 for the whole tub of Nutella. but if you're on a fast-track lifestyle like im currently in; this is super-duper convenient and highly recommended. it can be made into a bread spread, or just eat it as it is. if you're going on a picnic, please just bring the tub. 12 PACKS&amp;nbsp;OF THIS LOVELIES&amp;nbsp;WILL NOT BE ENOUGH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s:next mission, new discovery of awesome chocolate :) owh! chocolate fair is right around the corner. CANT WAIT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/13328627-3316147480657654190?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/3316147480657654190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=3316147480657654190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3316147480657654190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3316147480657654190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/nutella-always-favourite-in-zubir.html' title='Nutella - Always a Favourite in the Zubir Household'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPyJdu2qK5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/hzaP_G3qXQs/s72-c/PC060040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-3474728143666765351</id><published>2010-12-03T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T09:20:59.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>I WAS LATE BECAUSE OF YOU</title><content type='html'>yesterday, i woke up late. VERY LATE. when i saw my watch it was already 7.30. i was like WTFFFFFFF. in order for me to get to work on time, the latest time i'd leave the house is 8.15; because yeah, my house is only 10 minutes away from work. HAHA. (so going to miss this when i move back to KL -_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEREFORE. i only have 45 minutes to get ready, and given the fact that my small travelling iron is now almost at the end of it's life, each baju will cost me 30-40 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that leaves me about 5 minutes to mandi AND get ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i successfully acheived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then disaster struck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my housemate has been feeding a string of cats outside our house; its the closest thing we actually have to a pet; so each time any of us opens the door, the kitten and the cat will zoom inside the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT A THING YOU WANT TO TOLERATE IF YOU'RE FREAKING LATE FOR WORK. and that's exactly what they did when i opened the door. before i could actually say get out, one cat has already made it's way upstairs. AND I HAVE TO GO UP THERE AND CHASE IT BACK DOWNSTAIRS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you could guess what time did i manage to leave the house. come on. guess. 15 FREAKING MINUTES LATER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. if only i have a wand and could say "accio cat and kitten". i'd so be early for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPhFwyWkRSI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ETMhNm8bdi8/s1600/Image0708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPhFwyWkRSI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ETMhNm8bdi8/s320/Image0708.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;one of the source of my misery yesterday morning -_-" nasib ko comel&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/13328627-3474728143666765351?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/3474728143666765351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=3474728143666765351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3474728143666765351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3474728143666765351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-was-late-because-of-you.html' title='I WAS LATE BECAUSE OF YOU'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPhFwyWkRSI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ETMhNm8bdi8/s72-c/Image0708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-1473762874120469987</id><published>2010-12-01T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T18:25:38.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Mothers</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i didn't text my mum on my daily report of the day. after a year of doing that, each time i texted her about my day, i'd receive replies like "OK, good nite" or some unknown messages such as " mane ade rase u eid sakit or tak jst tkg abt it", which is a whole lot of level higher in SHOTFORMING messages making it&amp;nbsp;impossible to even decipher in my brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and each time i receive messages that were too ADVANCED for me to understand, i'd say "what are you trying to say ibu?" and she'd reply " oh nvm, good nite". -_-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think she just does not have any interest in my daily undertaking that i just feel so malas messaging her last night. AND, it wasnt a good day for me, so i'd rather just shut myself out from the world. at 11 pm, received a message from her "where's your daily report for today?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replied with " didnt think you'd be interested since i kept getting ok goodnite as a reply (followed by 'working was a bore, bla bla')".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she replied me this "mane ade rase u eid sakit or tak jst tkg abt it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i said "whatt??i tak faham la ibu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she said "it's ok, good nite". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-" someone, please buy her a phone that has video calls so she can do that with me. owh, i might need that sort of phone as well la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-1473762874120469987?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1473762874120469987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1473762874120469987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1473762874120469987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1473762874120469987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/mothers.html' title='Mothers'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-1916523760139894553</id><published>2010-12-01T12:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:26:01.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LABELLING</title><content type='html'>i just found out how to link my post to the labels. -_-" sorry, i know im a bit slow when it comes to all these IT shiz.&amp;nbsp; got 600 more previous posts to label. ho hum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-1916523760139894553?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1916523760139894553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1916523760139894553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1916523760139894553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1916523760139894553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/labelling.html' title='LABELLING'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-5607179964769063012</id><published>2010-12-01T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:04:55.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><title type='text'>ANDA MESTI BOSAN MENDENGAR SAYA RANT PASAL CHOCOLATE KAN?</title><content type='html'>kalau nak tunjuk betapa excitingnya bulan december ni, rase macam nak letak calendar dalam blog je. anyways, aside from the whole rahman clan coming down to johor next week, another exciting news is there will be another &lt;a href="http://www.chocolatefair.com.my/"&gt;CHOCOLATE FAIR IN JOHOR&lt;/a&gt;!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the &lt;a href="http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/06/chocolate-fair-yang-tak-best-pun.html"&gt;awesome chocolate bars&lt;/a&gt; i bought at the last chocolate fair? hoho, i am soo looking forward to buying it again. SAVE KAN DUIT supaya i can go on a chocolate binge for the following week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak sabar nak makin menggemukkan diri. HOHO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: two people commented on my weight gain :( not cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-5607179964769063012?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/5607179964769063012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=5607179964769063012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5607179964769063012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5607179964769063012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/12/anda-mesti-bosan-mendengar-saya-rant.html' title='ANDA MESTI BOSAN MENDENGAR SAYA RANT PASAL CHOCOLATE KAN?'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-5086733313438491666</id><published>2010-11-30T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:11:24.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAYBEE'/><title type='text'>SHOPAHOLIC IS ABOUT TO BURST OUT OF ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;frequenting islamic fashion sites has triggered the shopaholic demon ive managed to wrestle down for so long. but i've actually found a way to appease this inner demon in me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;UPTOWN BAZAARS! (johor apparently has A LOT of these). to my greatest delight :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's great that i've always managed to find great stuff here without bursting my wallet, and still look hawt (in my opinion).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i guess its not the brand that matters, its how you carry yourself. someone told me, you can NEVER buy style. you've got to ACQUIRE it. hence, even if you're wearing a RM20 cardie or a RM 15 platforms, and still managed to look great, say no more. you've got style girl! ok. i also need two platinum credit cards if i were ever to continue with this hedonistic lifestyle of mine. :p whatever it is, people. keep the budget in check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trawling the bazaar with bobo and ima deffo made my day yesterday. oh god. it was such an AWFUL AWFUL day yesterday. :( (full of angst at the moment, thank god for the soft RM 20 cardigan and RM 25 platforms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPTIga9uH3I/AAAAAAAAAdE/bQ3qt0-hsHY/s1600/PB290010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPTIga9uH3I/AAAAAAAAAdE/bQ3qt0-hsHY/s320/PB290010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;bobo buat muke tak leh blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPTIw4jMLqI/AAAAAAAAAdI/0-qph9AQ3AI/s1600/PB290006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPTIw4jMLqI/AAAAAAAAAdI/0-qph9AQ3AI/s320/PB290006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;photos taken after our shopping excursion at the Pasar Borong Pandan, and prior to our visit to Pasar Karat along Segget River, we headed to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?v=wall&amp;amp;viewas=0&amp;amp;gid=33476734113"&gt;Roost Juice Bar &lt;/a&gt;;which is a stone throw's&amp;nbsp;away from Segget&amp;nbsp;Market;&amp;nbsp;the one i mentioned during &lt;a href="http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/ganja-music-and-missed-bday-party.html"&gt;faliq's visit to JB&lt;/a&gt; a couple of weeks ago. Am always comforted by the ganja music and not so nice drinks (a bit too tawar, ALWAYS tawar), but AWESOME interior deco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-5086733313438491666?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/5086733313438491666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=5086733313438491666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5086733313438491666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5086733313438491666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/shopaholic-is-about-to-burst-out-of-me.html' title='SHOPAHOLIC IS ABOUT TO BURST OUT OF ME'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TPTIga9uH3I/AAAAAAAAAdE/bQ3qt0-hsHY/s72-c/PB290010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-5257804531366273429</id><published>2010-11-30T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:14:44.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>i am completely.....dumbfounded. about where my life is heading basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 24. you are supposed to know where you're going. be it career-wise or love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am clueless in both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-5257804531366273429?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/5257804531366273429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=5257804531366273429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5257804531366273429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5257804531366273429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2875757234316487069</id><published>2010-11-29T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:36:18.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie snob</title><content type='html'>from the lack of movies in the cinema now, ive been contented on watching harry potter and rapunzel TWICE. thanks to ika's bf who works at the cinema, we were able to watch one movie for free :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ika even asked if i want to watch ngankung. If other people were to ask me that, i would have blurted out a flat no, but this is ika, my friend who have always made me see the funny side of EVERYTHING, and at times like this, or for a movie like this, might just be ok for me. YES. me and malay movies dont really sync that well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and given the fact that ill probably watch this for free, im up for this. NO WAY am i going to spend RM 11 on a movie like ngankung. have had bad experiences watching malay movies, (what you did last raya? HORRIBLE! evolusi KL drift? AGONY!) see..bukan tak pernah cuba, dah pernah tgk okkkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me a snob for all i care; but i really want my eleven bucks to be well spent on a movie that i ENJOY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-2875757234316487069?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2875757234316487069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2875757234316487069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2875757234316487069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2875757234316487069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/movie-snob.html' title='movie snob'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-8620927943766249791</id><published>2010-11-26T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:14:44.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>weh, u think u so hebat ah?</title><content type='html'>ok. im pissed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because you're a high ranking staff in the company, doesnt mean i dont DESERVE to send out an email to you. the Standarad Operations Procedure does not state that staffs whom are BELOW your grade, i.e. me, a junior executive, CANNOT send out an email to a DIRECTOR like you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK IS WORK man. im just trying to do what is in my tasklist, get the whole shit done, get paid for it, and have an awesome thing to put in my CV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dont even want to BE HERE anymore. pompous bastards like this totally spoils all the fun in work.I LOVE WORK ok!!!you just ruined my day. THANKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-8620927943766249791?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/8620927943766249791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=8620927943766249791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8620927943766249791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8620927943766249791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/weh-u-think-u-so-hebat-ah.html' title='weh, u think u so hebat ah?'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-1051834926459479198</id><published>2010-11-25T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:14:44.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>takut!</title><content type='html'>i officially tendered my resignation yesterday. OMG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe it. a bit nervous. on the prospect of starting over at a new working place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best for me! *When i start work in Feb 2011 laaaa*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-1051834926459479198?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1051834926459479198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1051834926459479198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1051834926459479198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1051834926459479198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/takut.html' title='takut!'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-3431358053306904928</id><published>2010-11-23T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T17:31:16.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 means ur an adult. WAKE UP.</title><content type='html'>i should really focus. on work. life. and the future. instead of idling and daydreaming. hoping something better will fall onto my lap. PHEESH. like that will EVER happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really should stop mooning over thoughts of becoming an actress. i really should stop thinking what if i can just enroll myself into an acting course and pursue my dream of becoming an actress. because in real life, people work their ass off to become a professional corporate worker. RIGHTTTT... like i will EVER become a part of that world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really should stop thinking im ALL that. because looks dont last forever. and i will not look like i am now, ten years later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really should stop being so pessimistic; because life is NEVER bed and roses for everyone. even when you think it is, it's not. NO ONE has a perfect life. NO ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really should stop complaining about myself, and oh-the-drama on how much im suffering when there are millions of people out there who do not even have access to clean water and food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really should start making a difference. for starters. i'll start with myself. i want to change. really. i do, FOR THE BETTER of course. take a masters in heritage conservation. i think this is the time where i slap myself and bark "GROW UP SYAZA!". ACTING? nono. masters. TWO THUMBS UP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-3431358053306904928?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/3431358053306904928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=3431358053306904928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3431358053306904928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3431358053306904928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/24-means-ur-adult-wake-up.html' title='24 means ur an adult. WAKE UP.'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-5247336127357292888</id><published>2010-11-23T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:04:55.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><title type='text'>cadbury memang terbaik</title><content type='html'>yes. i have somehow managed to downsize my frequent cravings for chocolate. but havent managed to spit it out of my system as whole just yet. LAME LAGI KOT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do need a dosage of it every once in a while, especially when work becomes a bitch, or yeah, usually its because of work, HA HA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takpe. berbalik kepada isi utama entry ini. i'd like to applaud Cadbury for making the chocolates more affordable for us malaysian consumers. apa yg saya maksudkan?? ini dia! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOtgkmLMVDI/AAAAAAAAAc8/y6D0zvgGiN8/s1600/PB230020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOtgkmLMVDI/AAAAAAAAAc8/y6D0zvgGiN8/s320/PB230020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;FINGER LICKIN' GOOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;cadbury fingers used to be available overseas sahaja. that was when i was a kid, ibu went on a trip to singapore and bought me a box of this. i remembered it being so good that i was craving for it even until i grew up! sebab tak jumpa in malaysia at that time, so i harboured a wish to buy it when i do get a chance to go overseas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;alas, when﻿ i did get to go overseas; this was already available in malaysia; *sigh, potong satu purpose kenape nak travel ke luar negara*. tapi harganya agak mahal. RM 19.90 sekotak (kotaknya adalah dibuat dari kertas keras yang ala-ala best). and it was only available at cold storage. at that moment of time. i knew better than to ask ayah if i could have it, because he would deffo say "RM 20 for chocolate biscuits?? TAK PAYAH!". hmmph :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;but yesterday, while waiting for my 7pm bus to JAYBEE, my parents went grocery shopping at the carrefour opposite the bukit jalil station; and i found the fingers! but it was not packed in a box, but in a plastic wrapper as shown in the diagram above. and the price? RM 3 something weh. tak sempat nak amik 2 kotak sebab time tu mungkin terlambat untuk bus. well, i wanted to try it first, see if it's the same taste as the one i tasted before. SEJIBIK WEHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;SO. terima kasih cadbury! you made my day :) thanks for making the chocolate affordable for people like me to enjoy. NOW. caramello nibbles plak. tolong buat perkara sama. TIMA KASIH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: mintak maaf plastik tak cantik hence, making the picture un-photogenic. due to the frequent stashing-in-handbag-taking-it-out-of-handbag act, the wrapper jadi tak best dah. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-5247336127357292888?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/5247336127357292888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=5247336127357292888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5247336127357292888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5247336127357292888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/cadbury-memang-terbaik.html' title='cadbury memang terbaik'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOtgkmLMVDI/AAAAAAAAAc8/y6D0zvgGiN8/s72-c/PB230020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2563456284737583154</id><published>2010-11-23T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T14:28:02.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>makan dan moviess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;watched quite a number of movies over the past few days. let's just say it's my payback time after not being able to watch it with faliq after some time, due to the distance, and bla bla. the only movie i think that was worth my RM14 was harry potter (of course, actually, i think, this is the best HP movie so far, hopefully the second installment will be better). skyline? SUCK BIG TIME! crayon? adoi, lagi la. quite embarassing too actually. trying to be yasmin ahmad-ish, but fell flat on the face. the only notable performances was of course, adibah noor, and the two villains. the rest. i dunnowhattosay. the script sucked too. sape yg buat script ni? adoiii....acting kayu, bersama main character yg cakap pun macam baca dari buku berserta hidung yg kembang kempis besar sgt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;saturday was my dad's bday, so we had lunch as pizza hut, after much coaxing from moi. HAHAHA. because i seriously hadnt had enough of the 6 cheese pizza. SEDAP la. tapi tak amik gambar pun, kerana masing2 sibuk makan, especially ayah who was multitasking, between eating and doing sudoku from the handouts given by pizza hut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sunday was spent with nina and sarah, along with tee of course, after such a long while tak jumpa. was supposed to surprise sarah with the cake, but she was waiting for us outside the restaurant so dah kantoi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-_-"&amp;nbsp;faliq lepas kantoi pun nak sorok kek belakang lagi.LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;had lunch at paddington house of pancake, but i kept comparing it to pancake parlour in melbourne, that i just cant seem to enjoy the food that much. :( missing pancake parlour. but at least PHOP's pancakes are quite nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i bought sarah a pair of pacman earings, which she squealed when she saw it. the irony was, she saw a pacman limited edition moleskin earlier that day, and was contemplating on buying it. HAHA. takpelah. the earings will go nicely with the moleskin eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOtbeEK1UUI/AAAAAAAAAc0/UTVCzVRgM0Q/s1600/PB210016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOtbeEK1UUI/AAAAAAAAAc0/UTVCzVRgM0Q/s320/PB210016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Muke pura-pura surprise when we brought out the cake. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOtcUKhXq5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/v2k3kuoC8dE/s1600/PB210017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOtcUKhXq5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/v2k3kuoC8dE/s320/PB210017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;spot the glitch. clue : sebelah 23. ape amoi secret recipe tu tulissssss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: after series of bad movies, and kerugian duit yg agak banyak, can't wait to watch tangled, premiering this Thursday. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-2563456284737583154?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2563456284737583154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2563456284737583154&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2563456284737583154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2563456284737583154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/makan-dan-moviess.html' title='makan dan moviess'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOtbeEK1UUI/AAAAAAAAAc0/UTVCzVRgM0Q/s72-c/PB210016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-358803247137790014</id><published>2010-11-19T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:11:24.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAYBEE'/><title type='text'>GANJA MUSIC AND A MISSED BDAY PARTY CELEBRATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;they had a bday celebration for my dad during the eid adha :( just one of those things i hate about staying in JB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but faliq being here made things a whole lot better. i had something to look forward to after work, and it felt nice to go out with my bf after all these while of going out alone. (ok, im exaggerating, not alone, with a group of friends. :P )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i brought faliq and bob (faliq's friend) to the much-acclaimed roost bar. they LOVED the place.&amp;nbsp;situated in a pre-war shop house&amp;nbsp;with it's eclectice interior, and ganja music (the sort of music yg makes you feel like you berade di awang-awangan) was just the right combination we were looking for that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOXsCTfTdyI/AAAAAAAAAck/IOrXMDmyjoA/s1600/PB180001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOXsCTfTdyI/AAAAAAAAAck/IOrXMDmyjoA/s320/PB180001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;this is bob. the colourful things on the wall at the back is a collage of lomo photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOXszR8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAco/gLcB8NfMa7w/s1600/PB180002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOXszR8VSvI/AAAAAAAAAco/gLcB8NfMa7w/s320/PB180002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;bob had the best&amp;nbsp;background for taking pictures basically. hmmph. he had the tree! :( while we had thisss....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOXto-p_18I/AAAAAAAAAcs/gJQa5cYMPj0/s1600/PB180005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOXto-p_18I/AAAAAAAAAcs/gJQa5cYMPj0/s320/PB180005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;later we decided to move to another spot in&amp;nbsp; the hope of having a better picture taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOXuN1IFKTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/p-18_JBCCeU/s1600/PB180006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOXuN1IFKTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/p-18_JBCCeU/s320/PB180006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: faliq and i bought couple rings.how corny is that? but i love it! HAHAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/13328627-358803247137790014?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/358803247137790014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=358803247137790014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/358803247137790014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/358803247137790014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/ganja-music-and-missed-bday-party.html' title='GANJA MUSIC AND A MISSED BDAY PARTY CELEBRATION'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TOXsCTfTdyI/AAAAAAAAAck/IOrXMDmyjoA/s72-c/PB180001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-5263974160683418660</id><published>2010-11-15T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:14:44.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>a year has passed?? CEPATNYEEE</title><content type='html'>its been a year already. me. staying here. in johor. and&amp;nbsp; i still feel like a newbie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know how to break it to them that im probably leaving soon. not wanting to add salt to the wound, i mean, boss has just left. soon, two more people are following his suit :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amir said im being paranoid. i should just tell them as soon as i get the letter of offer. yeah! duh! of course i will. but for the time being. ill just keep this to myself first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am definitely going to miss this place when i leave. definitely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-5263974160683418660?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/5263974160683418660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=5263974160683418660&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5263974160683418660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5263974160683418660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/year-has-passed-cepatnyeee.html' title='a year has passed?? CEPATNYEEE'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-1590062122594601701</id><published>2010-11-12T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:14:44.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>hoge hoge hoge</title><content type='html'>the boss's last few days here has brought a lot of us sadness. he's much loved by all of us albeit the toughness and the hard-to-work-with at times :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he was my first boss experience, which i think im pretty lucky for that; as he is the sort of person that drives and motivates you to improve and be the best employee you could ever be. Puteri Harbour does not seem like an average GLC's project under him; and im glad he has given that high of a benchmark for me to follow through later on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a photo session with all of us wearing the Puteri Harbour Uniform, and i must say, it reminds me of a class photo session :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNzErAeP2oI/AAAAAAAAAcM/VPpJ8Rqmwuc/s320/DSC_9628.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;prior to the photo session. i posted this photo because i like the colors :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNzFTiuGFII/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Pfc9CCK2EDc/s1600/DSC_9643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNzFTiuGFII/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Pfc9CCK2EDc/s320/DSC_9643.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;doesnt this remind you of your school photo session?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNzGM4s1HUI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Yapqeq6lolA/s1600/DSC_9645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNzGM4s1HUI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Yapqeq6lolA/s320/DSC_9645.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;this is at the VIP pontoon area. muke masing2 tahan panas :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNzHxtA0TbI/AAAAAAAAAcc/u7DQ0yl7bbg/s1600/DSC_9651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNzHxtA0TbI/AAAAAAAAAcc/u7DQ0yl7bbg/s320/DSC_9651.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;tak Puteri Harbour la kalau tak buat aksi bengong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and last night we had a farewell dinner for the boss and his assistant, who is coincidentally going away as well, but she's only going to the KL office. but still, the office wont be the same after this :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNzjrabhb1I/AAAAAAAAAcg/lr6yKstXXrE/s1600/DSC_2619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNzjrabhb1I/AAAAAAAAAcg/lr6yKstXXrE/s320/DSC_2619.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;even amir came all the way from KL for this. sigh. sedih plak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;/s: hoge hoge was this&amp;nbsp;"performance" done by the marina boys for boss, to signal their respect and wishing boss all the best &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/13328627-1590062122594601701?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/1590062122594601701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=1590062122594601701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1590062122594601701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/1590062122594601701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/hoge-hoge-hoge.html' title='hoge hoge hoge'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNzErAeP2oI/AAAAAAAAAcM/VPpJ8Rqmwuc/s72-c/DSC_9628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-8360156825519827859</id><published>2010-11-12T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:03:09.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>things i love about melbourne #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;#3:THEY ARE A FAN OF CONSERVATION AND PRESERVATIONNNNNNN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. might get a little too excited there. but ye lahh.who wouldnt?? especially since i love conservation so much XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing we might need to learn from australia is how they are pro- heritage conservation; which adds to creating an identity for Melborune, and Victoria as a whole. their enthusiast in preserving a part of their history is something we definitely need to admire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the melbourne gaol and watch house tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gaol was built in the 1800s, and the watch house tower was built adjacent to it, as a temporary lock up for tahanan (i forgot what its called in English) before they were rightfully/lawfully convicted of certain charges and be brought to the gaol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely love the watch house tour, where they treat us as orang tahanan and locked us up in one of the cells, LOL. later of course they released us and gave us a tour around the place. each cells are opened for visitors to explore. we even get to take pictures as tahanan :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNuuT5iu9uI/AAAAAAAAAbk/q97crxm-7NQ/s1600/PB010323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNuuT5iu9uI/AAAAAAAAAbk/q97crxm-7NQ/s320/PB010323.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;inside the watch house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNuvccNWv7I/AAAAAAAAAbs/-6SupkCo0_A/s1600/PB010325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNuvccNWv7I/AAAAAAAAAbs/-6SupkCo0_A/s200/PB010325.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNuu0I8VsRI/AAAAAAAAAbo/pO8loRBi42E/s1600/PB010324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNuu0I8VsRI/AAAAAAAAAbo/pO8loRBi42E/s200/PB010324.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ade muke pengganas takk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;at the gaol, all cells are opened, similar to the watch house, only this time, each cells tells a story of the convicts that once inhabited the cells, complete with the death mask! *I&amp;nbsp;didnt take any pictures of the death mask because TAKOOOTTTTT*&amp;nbsp;. in case you're wondering what a death mask is, its the face of the convicts are they were hanged. *takooottttt*. one thing i do notice is that&amp;nbsp;most of the convicts were immigrants and aborigines, i think it was due to the prominent discrimination and phobia of the Victorians against them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;and there was even a volunteer at the gaol who happily shared&amp;nbsp;with all visitors about the&amp;nbsp;infamous tale of Ned Kelly, the australian outlaw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNyZBEI9QXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/VkPFtZ-5pZA/s1600/PB010326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNyZBEI9QXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/VkPFtZ-5pZA/s320/PB010326.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;the gaol. scary kannn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNyZVnlUSoI/AAAAAAAAAb0/iPY1Z1qTRs8/s1600/PB010327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNyZVnlUSoI/AAAAAAAAAb0/iPY1Z1qTRs8/s320/PB010327.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;the volunteer telling us the tale of Ned Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;2. re-use of old buildings &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;old victorian houses lining the streets?Check. complete with intricate designs on the grilles? Check. Old factory turned into a university?Check. while still preserving the interior of the factory? Check Check. Old Victorian Buildings and infrastructure being preserved and maintained? Check Check Check. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNya_AfbMAI/AAAAAAAAAb4/0SNWM7WiVvs/s1600/PB010321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNya_AfbMAI/AAAAAAAAAb4/0SNWM7WiVvs/s320/PB010321.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;a common scene in Melbourne and Geelong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNyccuB6GTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/jWuZdCbHYdo/s1600/PB020440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNyccuB6GTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/jWuZdCbHYdo/s320/PB020440.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNydBuwpItI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rqZ8qeMh1SY/s1600/PB020388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNydBuwpItI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rqZ8qeMh1SY/s320/PB020388.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kuhaz's university was a wool factory in it's previous life. HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNyep3o3aYI/AAAAAAAAAcI/kUf5t2zUX6Q/s1600/PB020415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNyep3o3aYI/AAAAAAAAAcI/kUf5t2zUX6Q/s200/PB020415.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNyeG05XyaI/AAAAAAAAAcE/DCIErpY88-I/s1600/PB020392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNyeG05XyaI/AAAAAAAAAcE/DCIErpY88-I/s200/PB020392.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;the interior of Deakin University. nice kannnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I've loads of other photos on conserved buildings. but takut nanti panjang ceghita sangat orang tak mau nak baca. I think that sums of the three things i love so much about my trip to melbourne. should there be anything else that i might have missed or would just like to add in, i will inform you the soonest i can (formal tak ayat aku. ade gaya professional takkk). poyo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-8360156825519827859?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/8360156825519827859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=8360156825519827859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8360156825519827859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8360156825519827859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-i-love-about-melbourne-3.html' title='things i love about melbourne #3'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNuuT5iu9uI/AAAAAAAAAbk/q97crxm-7NQ/s72-c/PB010323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2525659182905300768</id><published>2010-11-11T15:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T15:22:49.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saje je nak letak.sebagai salingan sebelum moving on to reason #3 why i love melbourne :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNuZoHfrsbI/AAAAAAAAAbg/LvsElunebaU/s1600/PA100237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNuZoHfrsbI/AAAAAAAAAbg/LvsElunebaU/s320/PA100237.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-2525659182905300768?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2525659182905300768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2525659182905300768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2525659182905300768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2525659182905300768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/saje-je-nak-letaksebagai-salingan.html' title='Saje je nak letak.sebagai salingan sebelum moving on to reason #3 why i love melbourne :P'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNuZoHfrsbI/AAAAAAAAAbg/LvsElunebaU/s72-c/PA100237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-8850948827846766189</id><published>2010-11-10T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:04:55.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>things i love about melbourne #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;#2: CHOCOLATE!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;the day i came, we were too tired to go anywhere, so Kuhaz just brought me to the Geelong Town Centre. well, geelong is not that kampung actually. ahahah. its the second biggest CITY in victoria. and they've got pretty neat shopping malls :) loving the stores. but anywayssss...back to the topic i love the most. CHOCOLATESSSS!!! this should've been my first reason why i loved my trip to melbourne. but yeah, i was too excited talking about the transportation system. blame my dorkiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;we went to the hypermarket, Cole's; which has an AWESOME collection of chocolates. i am sooo regretting the fact i didnt buy the M&amp;amp;M's bucket T_T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNplIHkeEmI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PatF2CqavdM/s1600/PA310276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNplIHkeEmI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PatF2CqavdM/s320/PA310276.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this is what i bought from our trip to Cole's :) the caramello nibbles are to DIE FOR. i can eat those like eating rice. nasib baik aku duduk malaysia. kalau duduk OSTROLIA, mau tak gemok badan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;and i seemed to be having a thing for chocolate drinks because each time we stopped by for drinks. or makan, i'd order either a hot chocolate or an ice chocolate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNpmbapSykI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ER3_y0AwPjo/s1600/PB020436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNpmbapSykI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ER3_y0AwPjo/s200/PB020436.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNpoRTg0zgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/39ORCwVfMlI/s1600/PB010384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNpoRTg0zgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/39ORCwVfMlI/s200/PB010384.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNppOQYhkHI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Fkwgxczbk6g/s1600/PB050548.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNppOQYhkHI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Fkwgxczbk6g/s200/PB050548.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNpm8I1ogLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/QFBwK6pJtAA/s1600/PB010280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNpm8I1ogLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/QFBwK6pJtAA/s200/PB010280.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SEE...BANYAK KANNNNN...BESTTTT....these are only a few of the many drinks i had. no wonder i gained weight when i came back :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;and they've got quite a lot of gourmet chocolate shops/cafe. which i heart!! they even have LINDT cafe. sadly. by the time we got there, i was flat broke so no lindt's ice chocolate :( takpelah. malaysia got godiva's chocolixir :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNp1r0LVIFI/AAAAAAAAAbc/-UfKdlz13g4/s1600/PB050005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNp1r0LVIFI/AAAAAAAAAbc/-UfKdlz13g4/s200/PB050005.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNptXAQqbMI/AAAAAAAAAbU/QMET88IXFrI/s1600/PB010380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNptXAQqbMI/AAAAAAAAAbU/QMET88IXFrI/s200/PB010380.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Coco Black. this is apparently a very famous gourmet chocolate place. tapi time pegi dah tutup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but i did go to Cokolait :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNpvDVk6ieI/AAAAAAAAAbY/tPZKO68nSGs/s1600/PB050546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNpvDVk6ieI/AAAAAAAAAbY/tPZKO68nSGs/s200/PB050546.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the chocolate drink was to DIE for :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. im missing melbourne already. after going on a chocolate binge, somehow im not craving&amp;nbsp;for it anymore now that im back in malaysia.UH OH. WHAT IS WRONG WITH MEEEE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="96" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNpmwSYQtcI/AAAAAAAAAbE/1o5j45lH-WY/s200/PA310253.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 546px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 733px; visibility: hidden;" width="72" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-8850948827846766189?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/8850948827846766189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=8850948827846766189&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8850948827846766189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8850948827846766189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-i-love-about-melbourne-2.html' title='things i love about melbourne #2'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNplIHkeEmI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PatF2CqavdM/s72-c/PA310276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2678630842455577063</id><published>2010-11-10T12:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:03:09.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>things i love about melbourne #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1: their efficient public transportation system&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you can get anywhere by using the public transport. ANYWHERE. even the zoo. they have a tram that goes straight to the entrance of the zoo. HOW COOL IS THAT? and they are so efficient that even a 3 minutes delay was announced by the station. kalau kat sini, setengah jam pun tak sure depa announce ke tak akan delay. and me, being a fan of public transport, is of course ecstatic by this fact. their system sticks to the schedule given, and their network basically covers the whole of melbourne city area. 10 points for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuhaz has this small card of train schedule that departs from south geelong to melbourne central/southern cross station; this train system, which is similar to our KTMB (although the efficiency of the system is not the same)&amp;nbsp;was always on time, making it easier for us to plan the day ahead. we could plan effortlessly what time we should push off from her house to the station which was only a 10 minutes or less walk. and most importantly, we get to plan the time we'd like to arrive at the airport when i needed to catch the plane back to KL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting around the melbourne city centre, we opted for trams. which comes within an interval of 3 minutes. these trams has one of the most comprehensive network ever, well, i dont actually know the whole area it covers, but Kuhaz does, and i gladly followed her. (kalau nak suh pegi lagi sekali and nak suh aku tunjuk mane nak naik, HARAM TAK TAU). but yeah, like i said, its extensive coverage made it easier for us to get around melbourne city centre. we even went to the zoo using the tram system.see...no need cars..very cost-efficient and environmental friendly. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNohtHGRtsI/AAAAAAAAAa4/0G-RvLarhHI/s1600/PB050002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNohtHGRtsI/AAAAAAAAAa4/0G-RvLarhHI/s320/PB050002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the trams within melbourne city centre. CUTE KANN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNofE997AkI/AAAAAAAAAa0/yh_e09DSNu4/s1600/PA310249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNofE997AkI/AAAAAAAAAa0/yh_e09DSNu4/s320/PA310249.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the intra-city trains at the southern cross station (a.k.a melbourne central station)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-2678630842455577063?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2678630842455577063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2678630842455577063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2678630842455577063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2678630842455577063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-i-love-about-melbourne-1.html' title='things i love about melbourne #1'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNohtHGRtsI/AAAAAAAAAa4/0G-RvLarhHI/s72-c/PB050002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-4577959065761569930</id><published>2010-11-05T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:03:09.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>JETTING BACK</title><content type='html'>tomorrow morning im jetting back to KL. after 6 days braving the cold weather of geelong and melbourne with Kuhaz, i am missing KL, my family, and faliq and the foooooddddd. even work. i couldnt stop thinking about my WORK. when i should be holidaying. HAHAH. even when i was out shopping with kuhaz, she noticed that i kept browsing through working clothes, and working shoes. WHATTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im definitely going to miss melbourne. the ideal city one would want to live in (in another entry, ill write why); but it's too bloody expensive! hahahaha. these are the times when i wished i had a credit card, swipe everything, and worry about the hutang later (OI! NOT GOOD! WHAT SORT OF ADVICE ARE YOU GIVING OUT TO PEOPLE READING THIS BLOG?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the ultimate touristy experience, with the best tour guide (KUHAZZZZZ) and went to everything a tourist could ask for when one goes to melbourne :) had the best chocolate indulgences a chocolate lover could ask for, and had the best public-transport user experience one could ask for :) *the public transport is one of the best i have ever taken, aside from Japan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely going to miss this place (especially the number of awesome chocolate drinks i had here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNPwlZp_pHI/AAAAAAAAAaw/BgiheJufAr4/s1600/DSC07279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNPwlZp_pHI/AAAAAAAAAaw/BgiheJufAr4/s320/DSC07279.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;taken by Kuhaz at Fed Square looking extra sloppy with thick coats while the mat salleh at the back was just in his t-shirt. blame my asian skins, im not built for cold weather :S&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/13328627-4577959065761569930?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/4577959065761569930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=4577959065761569930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4577959065761569930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4577959065761569930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/jetting-back.html' title='JETTING BACK'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TNPwlZp_pHI/AAAAAAAAAaw/BgiheJufAr4/s72-c/DSC07279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-3531552662709731671</id><published>2010-11-01T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:03:09.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>ON THE WAY TO AUSTRALIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;on the way to the airport: late. stopped by at MCD for dinner. take away of course. and the fact that ayah drove 80 km per hour only doesnt HELP at ALL. "ayah, tak leh bawak cepat sikit?"; " no wonder selalu sampai KL from JB cepat! ni mesti bawak macam pelesit!". ok fine. duduk di belakang diamkan diri and wished that we will reach the airport on time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;upon arrival: QUEUE PANJANG GILERRRRR.and turns out my bag was only 10 kg, menyesal beli baggage allowance -_-"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;naik plane: tido dengan cara paling tak friendly untuk keselesaan badan, and ended up with back pains and cramps. owh, and it was BLOODY cold. and the fact that i wore a skirt didnt help. AT ALL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upon arrival at Melbourne airport:after 7 hours of flight the pilot announced that the temperature was 11 degrees. WHATTTTT. aku ingat dah nak summer, I AM IN SUCH DEEP SHIT BECAUSE MY CLOTHES ARE NOT COLD-PROOF. greeted by friendly airport and immigration staff. no rottweilers sniffing at my crotch or whatevs that en bad has been telling me because i was wearing a tudung. greeted by Kuhaz and had breakfast at subway. SAME JE dgn malaysia nye, HAHAHA. but i was already excited to see australia, and listening to them speak has already made me a bit giddy, over the fact that im not in malaysia anymore, and even if i speak malay they wont even know what the hell im merepeking about. HAHAHA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;im still thinking about work. dammit. im still thinking about the upcoming second interview. dammit. but i really need to forget about all these and just have a good time while im here. more posts soon. OBVIOUSLY. wont let you get away without listening to me yapping about my "awesome" trip. this is my blog. i bloody well will post anything i want to.HAHAHA. ARROGANT SIAL. it's 11.40 pm (its a 3 hours difference dgn malaysia) and i need to sleep now. tomorrow we're going shopping because there's going to be a sidewalk sales sebab melbourne cup starts tomorrow; so probably geelong is having the sale to attract people to spend time in geelong instead?HAHAHHA. bengong je theory ni. more later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-3531552662709731671?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/3531552662709731671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=3531552662709731671&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3531552662709731671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3531552662709731671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/11/on-way-to-australia.html' title='ON THE WAY TO AUSTRALIA'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-6678626516371233308</id><published>2010-10-29T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:16:38.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>when i pack, i pack like there's no tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;im not a good light packer. ok. fine. in simpler terms, im NOT A LIGHT PACKER. meaning, i carry everything under the sun. which was why im the worst person to go travelling during winter. in addition to the heavy and bulky winter coats, i will have THREE pants with me; A TRAVELLING PHARMACY COUNTER (ko nak ape, lotion for EXTRA EXTRA dry skin, ade; panadol; plaster;KOOLFEVER*i dont know why i had koolfever the last time i went to korea, takut demam kot*; ubat sakit perut; ubat diorrhea*did i spelled it right?fuck habis lupe*; minyak angin *OF COURSE!*; minyak buah pala *ok. enuf about embarassing yourself syaza, stop it*); loads and loads of tops, which in the end tak pakai pun;about two pairs of sneakers (sneakers dah la berat sial.); macam2 la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;malas nak citer panjang. which will make me stand out like a sore thumb amongst the group, because im small, and my luggage can actually fit me. (japan lagi la, aku bawak segala bende yg boleh dibawak, lepas tu time nak balik tk cukup tempat sebab beli barang banyak).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yesterday i went throught the annoying process of packing my clothes. and hmm..walaupun melbourne sekarang sedang menginjak kepada summer, baju aku still banyak. APEKAH. dulu maybe boleh terima sebab asyik travel time winter. NI SUMMER BAI!&amp;nbsp;kenape baju sume macam nak duduk london satu bulan (yelah, london kan winter now :P ) nasib tak bawak dresscoat sekali, ko ingat ko duduk tempat sejuk ke? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and to make matters worse, ill be travelling alone :( kalau tak cukup tangan, sape leh tolong. nak pegi tandas, sape nak tgk kan beg :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;its ok. because ill be seeing kuhaz soon. OH! ITS TOMORROW!! YAY! and suddenly found myself with a LOOOONNGGGG shopping list and not to forget a long list of people i need to buy souveniers for. -_-" WTH. aku nak pegi melancong!!!! WEEE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-6678626516371233308?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/6678626516371233308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=6678626516371233308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/6678626516371233308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/6678626516371233308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-i-pack-i-pack-like-theres-no.html' title='when i pack, i pack like there&apos;s no tomorrow'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-342641092942123915</id><published>2010-10-28T10:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T10:35:50.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fat fat day</title><content type='html'>i cant fit into my skinny pants. whenever i look into the mirror, it occurs to me how similar my stomach is to a pregnant woman's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it just me, or it happens to EVERYONE. that whenever your P is around the corner, you'll be visited by your "hari menjadi gemuk sedunia" i.e. fat day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im going to melbourne this saturday, what the hell am&amp;nbsp;i supposed to wear if i cant fit into my skinny pants!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-342641092942123915?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/342641092942123915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=342641092942123915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/342641092942123915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/342641092942123915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/10/fat-fat-day.html' title='fat fat day'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2642250660021103208</id><published>2010-10-27T14:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:14:44.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>serabut tahap cipan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God. there are so many things at the moment that is clogging my brain that i dont even have time to rest my head. yesterday i had a super duper important meeting at the HQ in KL that ended with a freaking splat that i began to wonder why on earth are all the people on the top are IDIOTS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i havent even had time to apply for the new job in a few other companies based in KL (yes, i am still trying to find a way back to KL) let alone update my resume. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my trip to OZ is this saturday and i dont even have time to prepare. FUCK. what am i supposed to bring?? IM SO FREAKING NERVOUS AND EXCITED!!!AAAHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but at least, the good news is, i got called for a second interview by OSK. :) so hopefully my homecoming plans to KL is still on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/13328627-2642250660021103208?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2642250660021103208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2642250660021103208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2642250660021103208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2642250660021103208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/10/serabut-tahap-cipan.html' title='serabut tahap cipan'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-4679169451718843449</id><published>2010-10-21T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:14:44.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAYBEE'/><title type='text'>laughing therapy was just what i needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tuesday was a really bad day for me. i was drowning in my work, got an anxiety attack due to the next day's IMPORTANT meeting, and i found out Faliq went to the Paramore concert after all (he was already on his way to the concert). after what he has promised, "u tak pegi i tak pegi jugak la". and it made the idea of staying in johor a complete pain in the ass at that moment of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and then coupled with the argument of him saying i was a selfish person who wouldnt let him have fun in KL just because im miserable in johor was too much to handle and i was glad i made the choice to leave the GODFORSAKEN office and went to emy's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"biar kawan gemuk u ni hiburkan hati u", yep that was exactly what i needed, and we decide to watch The Other Guys. BEST WEH. KELAKAR NAK MAMPOS. i was laughing my head off throughout the movie, and came out with a BIG GRIN on my face. just the laughing therapy i needed. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and yesterday, after the IMPORTANT meeting was over, i was in a complete wreck; and decided to&amp;nbsp;go out for a girl's pouring-hearts-out session with ima; and it struck me that she is one of the only people in the world i can talk to without having to "control ke, simpan rahsia ke,ape2 la sewaktu dgn die".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;suddenly, living in johor doesnt seem bad at all. i've got friends that i can count on, that was what i realized, i've found friends who would be there for me whenever i needed them. friends who tolerated my bad behaviours, friends who do not judge, friends whom i am comfortable being myself. and most importantly, friends with whom i can just be myself, comfortable in my own skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-4679169451718843449?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/4679169451718843449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=4679169451718843449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4679169451718843449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4679169451718843449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/10/laughing-therapy-was-just-what-i-needed.html' title='laughing therapy was just what i needed'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-3414328333519875360</id><published>2010-10-15T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T16:01:33.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPECIES PELIK LELAKI #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yes. i've got tons of work piling on my desk. but, it's friday! and im in no mood to work. HAHA. adik-adik, sila jangan contohi saya. saya orang paling tak efisien time jumaat :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;today's topic will be about boys. yes, the mysterious form of life that we women seemed to drool over, but never could actually fathom the mechanism on how their brain actually works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since there are so many questions about the mysterious creature, we'll downsize to one issue at a time, and this time is, "WHY ARE THEY SO DAMN BLOODY HARD TO MOVE ON FROM EXES WHO HAVE DITCHED THEM AND NOTICE THE WOMAN WHO HAS BEEN THERE FOR THEM ALL ALONG DEPAN MATA".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;even though im now happily in a relationship with a not so mysterious being, a.k.a faliq, because i just know the way his brains works; i feel for you girls out there. because ive been in this situation before, and it taught me something, if he's not ready to move on, you should start thinking of moving on from him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've got friends caught in this situation, and i just dont really know what to say. these guys, yeah, i do have to admit, they are amazing, better than the normal lot we usually meet. these "special" guys, they're more attentive to us girls and our feelings, they dont take advantage of us damsel in distresses&amp;nbsp;(you should see some "normal" guys, ade je peluang, nak masuk lineeeeee jeeee), they are open-minded, well-mannered, educated, berfikiran jauh, and THEY ARE NICE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so it's not so easy moving on from these sort of guys when you know you've got quite an amazing catch here, but what do you do when he cant stop talking about his ex? worse still, the girl is already hooked up with another guy, and worst case ever, if she kept pulling him around in a string. OH, MEMANG RASE NAK TAMPAR JE MINAH TU. bagi la chance kat orang lain jugak nak bahagia dgn mamat ko dah buang tu. NO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my experience with a guy named a**** during my first year taught me this, if he's not ready to move on, why force him? yeah he's nice, but in the end, it's you who will be suffering, pining for him, waiting for him to wake up and ralize he's in love with you all along. oh well. that is for girls with a LOT of patience, well me? I decided to move on after he showed signs he wasnt ready to embark in another relationship. and you know what? he didnt even miss me and i heard, a few months after, he was back with his ex.see. if i did wait around for him, who knows what will ever happen to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to my friends (in this case, my particular friend), just be strong. i think it's best if you just take the hike and leave. it's his loss for not noticing what an amazing person you are, and pining for someone who doesn't even deserve his attention. TRUE OR NOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-3414328333519875360?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/3414328333519875360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=3414328333519875360&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3414328333519875360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/3414328333519875360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/10/species-pelik-lelaki-1.html' title='SPECIES PELIK LELAKI #1'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-8635923539896147185</id><published>2010-10-14T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:11:24.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JAYBEE'/><title type='text'>PLACES IN JAYBEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;in another "exciting" chapter of my life, i was completely depressed and frustrated with work (this is not even a year yet! what is wrong with me!!) and decides to go watch Charlie St. Cloud alone yesterday night. Kak Yan took pity of me and told me she'd teman me if there's no one to accompany me. but i knew she'd rather stay home and watch Glee so i asked bobo instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bobo was feeling rather frustrated with work as well, so this two depressed people set off to Johor Bahru. although the initial plan was to watch a movie, i dont really feel like watching a chick flick with bobo, and then i'd be even more depressed over the lack of GFs i have here so we opted to go for a minum2 session at the JB town centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we went to this place called Roost Bar, which is a quaint shophouse under the Iskandar Heritage Restoration plan, located at Jalan Dhoby. i knew right away this is the best place to take faliq to the next time he comes over, their deco is filled with vintage junks, they play awesome music, and well. it's just a really cool place to hang out. i realized that i have yet to full "teroka" johor to it's might, and it's quite fun to stumble across cool places such as this that makes ur life here in JAYBEE not as bad as you think it is. another place worth mentioning is the Hutan Bandar, where you can eat chicken chop for RM5 with the backdrop of a forest reserve in the middle of the urban centre. COOL EH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back to roost. i didnt bring my camera with me, but i managed to snap a few pictures with my handphone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TLbc6PpvirI/AAAAAAAAAao/387GSIL1tcU/s1600/Image0699.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TLbc6PpvirI/AAAAAAAAAao/387GSIL1tcU/s200/Image0699.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TLbc_8fMdwI/AAAAAAAAAas/NXbyfNLhIZ4/s1600/Image0697.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TLbc_8fMdwI/AAAAAAAAAas/NXbyfNLhIZ4/s200/Image0697.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;they serve the drinks in mini plastic buckets! COMEL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next stop, Lost Malaya along the Danga Bay Strip. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-8635923539896147185?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/8635923539896147185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=8635923539896147185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8635923539896147185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8635923539896147185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/10/places-in-jaybee.html' title='PLACES IN JAYBEE'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TLbc6PpvirI/AAAAAAAAAao/387GSIL1tcU/s72-c/Image0699.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-2073103065979843705</id><published>2010-10-14T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:17:16.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>MARMALADE THE MENGADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;marmalade is the only male cat amongst the three kiddies. but he is the most manja and mengada, especially with my mum. he'd follow her everywhere; sleep with her when she's taking a nap on the couch, and he even has a guilty concious! (this&amp;nbsp;is usually&amp;nbsp;when he made my mum mad seperti mengacau makanan yang baru dimasak, and he'd come purring and sit on my mum's lap being all manja and mengada).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i became the subject of his mengada-ness last monday when i was on a short leave. my parents were out as they had to send my sisters to school so i was left alone at home, catching up on my sleep, enjoying every bit of having to wake up late on a monday morning when i saw he was on the dining table sneaking a peek at&amp;nbsp;my sister's&amp;nbsp;nugget leftovers this morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"MARMALADE! DONT!" I yelled, and went to grab him off the table. i gave a good "luku" and went back to the&amp;nbsp;toto laid out at the living room&amp;nbsp;to continue with my nap. he came "gesel-ing" and purring and finally slept beside me. which i think is his way of telling me he's sorry and he knows he's guilty! what was i supposed to do with this cute moppet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ish! tau je mane nak kipas orang. benci betul. menggunakan his cute-ness to get away with things. and even though i know this fact, im always deceited. HMMM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TLbWQEUhjDI/AAAAAAAAAak/PhubayVGSkE/s1600/Image0694.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TLbWQEUhjDI/AAAAAAAAAak/PhubayVGSkE/s200/Image0694.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;see.how can i say no to this!&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/13328627-2073103065979843705?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/2073103065979843705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=2073103065979843705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2073103065979843705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/2073103065979843705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/10/marmalade-mengada.html' title='MARMALADE THE MENGADA'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TLbWQEUhjDI/AAAAAAAAAak/PhubayVGSkE/s72-c/Image0694.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-4962345618724554452</id><published>2010-10-12T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:17:16.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>We may not come from a wealthy/prominent family, but at least we're uni-educated and we speak good english</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;last weekend i went back to KL (yes, again) because my aunt, auntie ani, was having a kenduri before leaving for hajj on the 16th. being among your family members are the best feeling in the world. there is no need to pretend (control macho or ayu) and there will difinitely be good food (synonymous with utara-nians, we LIVE TO EAT).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my cousins brought their partners, and faliq was supposed to come (but he woke up late -_-" the thing starts at 10). and it made me realize how the family will soon branch out and become bigger with new additions. Arin's gf was really sweet, and she even remembered my name :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the thing about being a part of&amp;nbsp;my family is that, you just have to be yourself. there is no pressure on having the best high-paying job or coming from a wealthy family, because we ourselves are so lepak (laidback), we dont even give a shit&amp;nbsp;if our cousin is a millionaire because he too will sit down with the rest of us, eating the best home made karipap in the world, and sharing old stories that make you laugh till you shed tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so if there is anyone interested in becoming a part of our family, leave the superficialness at home, (or just completely erase it from your database) we just need a humble, well-mannered person that does not give a hoot on eating home-cooked food instead of catered food (weh, some people dont know what planet they come from, think catered food is better than home-cooked food. gila apa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to the soon to be new additions of the family. WE (the rahman clan)&amp;nbsp;WELCOME YOU. and to those who did not make it, sorry, your loss a**hole (ade particular insiden dimana ade sorang ni dating dgn kazen aku, kononnya family die orang kaya, mau jaga kelas, bagi macam2 syarat tak munasabah sebelum kazen aku kawin sama anak dia, spt, jgn selalu balik rumah berjumpa family,i.e. kami orang la, kerana nak jaga standard punya pasal, last2 kazen aku tinggalkan anak die, dah kawin dah pun dgn mamat yg lagi BETTER in terms of looks, manners, and WORK-WISE. ko ingat anak ko brad pitt? BANYAK CANTIK).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-4962345618724554452?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/4962345618724554452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=4962345618724554452&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4962345618724554452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/4962345618724554452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-may-not-come-from-wealthyprominent.html' title='We may not come from a wealthy/prominent family, but at least we&apos;re uni-educated and we speak good english'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-6912551834353270712</id><published>2010-10-08T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:17:16.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>KAMPUNG SAYA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TK7CJ_F-CII/AAAAAAAAAag/RgUSzS0e5ec/s1600/balik-kampung-21304634.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TK7CJ_F-CII/AAAAAAAAAag/RgUSzS0e5ec/s1600/balik-kampung-21304634.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulau-pangkor.com/balik-kampung.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://www.pulau-pangkor.com/balik-kampung.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;each raya, i remembered about kampung trips back to my paternal family in penang, seberang perai (sape cakap aku takde kampung huh). but my kampung&amp;nbsp;was not the normal kampung-styled houses sat amidst the green paddy fields and made of wooden, its situated in a low-cost housing area, facing the paddy fields. HAHA. and its made of bricks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the lanes were so small it can only fit one car (which means you cannot park your car in front of the house, or by the road because then others cannot use the lane, so you'd have to park it in a playground area, a few minutes away from the row of houses).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we dont really go back that often when my late tok was still alive, but when we do, it'd make me excited and giddy all over because:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. we'll be going to Penang (the island); naik fery woh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2.MAKANNNNNN (who can dispute the fact that penang is the centre of malaysian cuisine)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3.MAKANNNNNNNNNNNNN (panjang lagi bunyinya kerana dapat makan authentic utara kuihs made by my late tok and her sister - in - law whom we called Tok Wa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;whenever we do go back, they would fuss over how big we've grown, and then plied us with more food, which i greedily gorged into my small mouth. my sisters&amp;nbsp;would be so consumed with happiness over seeing there so much space to play with, they even rode their bicylce straight into the bendag (paddy field) because they mistook it for a "big open green space".&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-_-" sedey jugak budak-budak subang ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;night time would see us spreading the toto (comforter) across the living room and us all cousins would sleep together, with me being awake but pretending to be asleep for fear kene kacau dgn hantu raya jiran sebelah rumah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;over the years, tok moved in with us, and there was no more penang trips to come, until many-many years after Tok has passed away. we all grew up and resumed life celebrating it in our own homes (me in kl, and other cousins in Melaka, Kelantan, Perak, etc.) and raya wasnt as meriah as it used to be. could be that as you grow up, you tend to be less excited over things that once made you burst with happiness when you're 6 years old. but hey, at least we had that memory of spending rayas with a grandparent who&amp;nbsp;spoiled you with great food (especially her delicious rendang daging and ketupat palas).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s:an entry to say good-bye to syawal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-6912551834353270712?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/6912551834353270712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=6912551834353270712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/6912551834353270712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/6912551834353270712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/10/kampung-saya.html' title='KAMPUNG SAYA'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TK7CJ_F-CII/AAAAAAAAAag/RgUSzS0e5ec/s72-c/balik-kampung-21304634.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-5361269486944309826</id><published>2010-10-07T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:17:16.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>marriage dilemma #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TK129L2OTZI/AAAAAAAAAaY/9OobVtjjRQA/s1600/malay_wedding_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TK129L2OTZI/AAAAAAAAAaY/9OobVtjjRQA/s1600/malay_wedding_1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;u know, weddings were never a nuisance for me before. BEFORE, I.E when i was still in school. i was never pestered with the annoying "eh, ni bile nak kawin ni" questions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;suddenly now i am burdened with having to put on an awkward smile and say to those busy-body makciks, "lame lagi kot, keje pun tak betul lagi". true, i may be an employee of one of the biggest companies in malaysia, but asking for PA MA financial assistance by end of the month doesnt constitute me as a financially stable person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;whenever&amp;nbsp;i broach the marriage subject with faliq, he gets all sweaty and nervous, (not because he doesnt want to marry me, for proof, please read &lt;a href="http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/05/thank-you-allah.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) haha, siap letak proof. tak tahan. because of the state we're both into at the moment. he's working a job that only gets him a day leave of all 7 days a week. im working with a measly wage i cant even support myself. let alone a child when we do have one. and lets not talk about both of our parents' conditions. they cant even afford to hold a kenduri (knowing how expensive it is nowadays for catering, booking a venue, wedding gowns, photographers, OH THE DRAMA!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes i wish faliq and i could just escape some place private and hold a small ceremony, with just our family and close friends. Without the frills, without having to invite people i dont even know (parents! they want to invite EVERYONE!) and we dont have to think about having to fork out so much money :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;sometimes i feel like taking faliq to the wedding registrar, register as a married couple, and later, maybe, a year later only then we'll celebrate the wedding, with all the blings blings. (because by then miraculously got money dee).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;sometimes i feel like i dont want to get married at all, enjoy life as an unmarried couple, have a couple of bastards, and living life like westerners, and people wouldnt be so busy body to campur my urusan (that is of course paling radical la. i think my mum will skin me alive for doing this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;you see, our culture has made marriage a difficult thing to accomplish, especially for a yuppy like me, who does not have a tan sri as my father and an anak dato' as my boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i've always been in awe of people my age who are married. (well, most have older husbands, please let's not mention about my 5 years older ex and start going "look, kalau tak break dah lame ko kawin" because that is just insensitive. ko kawin bukan just for the sake of getting married, but because you want to spend the rest of your life with the man you know will love you for who you are, and likewise)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;penat jugak membebel pasal bende ni, when you know you've got your whole life ahead of you. career, getting where you want to be, etc. Even my mum was taken aback by my plan on getting married in two years time, and told me she'd prefer me to wait a bit longer (like what she did) and hopefully mature over the years before i decide to get married. UMM...trueeeee.....but... nak tunggu saya mature tu macam tunggu buah durian time bukan musim die la kannn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;sigh. i wish i was still 5. this is sooooo tiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-5361269486944309826?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/5361269486944309826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=5361269486944309826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5361269486944309826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5361269486944309826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/10/marriage-dilemma-1.html' title='marriage dilemma #1'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TK129L2OTZI/AAAAAAAAAaY/9OobVtjjRQA/s72-c/malay_wedding_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-8175262457412122666</id><published>2010-10-06T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T15:54:01.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small entry only</title><content type='html'>there are too many things happening at the moment. i dont even know how im going to cope with this, but i think i'll be just fine. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-8175262457412122666?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/8175262457412122666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=8175262457412122666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8175262457412122666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8175262457412122666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/10/small-entry-only.html' title='small entry only'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-8758031006228033278</id><published>2010-10-01T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T18:27:58.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>george dan si naga</title><content type='html'>just some pictures taken during my surprise party at the office. even my bosses were in the cahoots with these people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1I0BBwBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/nR2MSTw6wsk/s1600/P1100743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1I0BBwBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/nR2MSTw6wsk/s320/P1100743.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1KiPwRfI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Km1DEPXRvSU/s1600/P1100746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1KiPwRfI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Km1DEPXRvSU/s320/P1100746.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1NA5LytI/AAAAAAAAAZw/_17yNyJCcL4/s1600/P1100748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1NA5LytI/AAAAAAAAAZw/_17yNyJCcL4/s320/P1100748.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1PcuSZ_I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/GiaJGYMhQS4/s1600/P1100749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1PcuSZ_I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/GiaJGYMhQS4/s320/P1100749.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1SFkDGnI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Sskam0rsyIQ/s1600/P1100755.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1SFkDGnI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Sskam0rsyIQ/s320/P1100755.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1UvT7mBI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2KfV4IjiyWA/s1600/P1100757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1UvT7mBI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2KfV4IjiyWA/s320/P1100757.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1XEkJkyI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bSN8y2JaNlk/s1600/P9290201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1XEkJkyI/AAAAAAAAAaA/bSN8y2JaNlk/s320/P9290201.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this is what i got (!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;later that night, en. Bad, bernard, bobo and i had dinner at George &amp;amp; Dragon, this english restaurant with a medieval theme. the food was great, although the much proclaimed fish and chips were a major letdown, the rest of the dishes were great! owh, and im not an oyster virgin anymore! HAHAH. en bad made me eat one oyster, at least it was cushioned by the taste of tomato, or not i would've vomit over the taste :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1YaDnXYI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1SPzwnTRJic/s1600/P9290202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1YaDnXYI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1SPzwnTRJic/s320/P9290202.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1aHcxm_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/71WE4zj-bu0/s1600/P9290203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1aHcxm_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/71WE4zj-bu0/s320/P9290203.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1bdbo1ZI/AAAAAAAAAaM/DVPnhvXEonk/s1600/P9290204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1bdbo1ZI/AAAAAAAAAaM/DVPnhvXEonk/s320/P9290204.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1cjO-12I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rfJQxpJLNaQ/s1600/P9290216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1cjO-12I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rfJQxpJLNaQ/s320/P9290216.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1fpwcs4I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BIqTUZRHWMI/s1600/P9290217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1fpwcs4I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BIqTUZRHWMI/s320/P9290217.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;they even have a real armour! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;this year's bday was great. teamed with my pre-bday celeb, it cant get any better than this. quite thankful to be given the chance to experience a great one as this :) thank you everyone for making my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-8758031006228033278?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/8758031006228033278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=8758031006228033278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8758031006228033278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/8758031006228033278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/10/george-dan-si-naga.html' title='george dan si naga'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TKW1I0BBwBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/nR2MSTw6wsk/s72-c/P1100743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-7277998488083507242</id><published>2010-09-29T14:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T14:58:35.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok.hari ni best.</title><content type='html'>oh man. the office just gave me a surprise bday celebration. and i got a platinum necklace! :') i love today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-7277998488083507242?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/7277998488083507242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=7277998488083507242&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/7277998488083507242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/7277998488083507242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/09/okhari-ni-best.html' title='ok.hari ni best.'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-9025250996402462212</id><published>2010-09-29T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T14:20:31.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its my 24th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i woke up extra early today so that i can treat myself to a MCD breakfast meal. yesterday night i talked to faliq on the phone till i fell asleep, using maxis's free calls; probably the last free call i'll ever get from maxis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yes. it's my birthday. and the first birthday im away from my family and friends. i thought of becoming depressed over this fact, but i decided not to. (ceh, boleh decide nak ke taknak depress, boleh tahannnn). i dont want to ruin my special day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received tonnes of wishes on fb, a few smses and fewer calls. but it still made me smile. because they remembered my bday. the ones that mattered. the ones that have always been close to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly celebrating this "special day" alone didn't seem so bad after all. because i've had memories of good celebrations they've planned for me. my surprise parties by the girls. the bday dinner with faliq even when we're both flat broke. the bday celebrations with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 is supposed to signify what exactly?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-9025250996402462212?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/9025250996402462212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=9025250996402462212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/9025250996402462212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/9025250996402462212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-my-24th-birthday.html' title='its my 24th birthday'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13328627.post-5783371122328547469</id><published>2010-09-28T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:17:16.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>kucing pun boleh jealous ke?</title><content type='html'>my recent homecoming trip, kangoo tak tido pun dgn saya. :( i think die merajuk. because my dad likes to scold her for being so naughty. she likes to naik the dining table even though she knows perfectly well it irks the hell out of us. and then acts guilty when we screamed out her name. but konon merajuk when my dad marah die. *So spoilt*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think she's also jealous because tigger likes to mengada-ngada with me. HAHA. tigger dgn sape die tak mengada-ngada. budak gemok ni. *she will be the first cat to eat and the last to leave*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13328627-5783371122328547469?l=veggieh8er.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/feeds/5783371122328547469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13328627&amp;postID=5783371122328547469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5783371122328547469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13328627/posts/default/5783371122328547469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veggieh8er.blogspot.com/2010/09/kucing-pun-boleh-jealous-ke.html' title='kucing pun boleh jealous ke?'/><author><name>zazu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808755349774584487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LbTY-ZeCtP0/TQmLXmA8w6I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ItNYtj7bmmg/S220/PC150010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
