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term='DFC'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Football'/><category term='Khal'/><category term='BruScot'/><title type='text'>Farah</title><subtitle type='html'>"Our first and last love...is self-love.."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>253</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-601556674048896173</id><published>2010-09-16T04:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T05:08:09.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raya 1431H'/><title type='text'>Salam Aidilfitri 1431H</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya / Salam Eid my muslim friends~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" 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title='Salam Aidilfitri 1431H'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-6475803891467083028</id><published>2010-08-30T12:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:39:13.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhan 10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Salam Ramadhan~</title><content type='html'>Assalammualaikum everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Selamat Menyambut Bulan Ramadhan &amp;amp; Menunaikan Ibadah Puasa to all my Muslim friends out there :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just got back to Glasgow yesterday morning. I don't think I'll get tired of crying and being sad and moppy everytime I leave home. My summer holiday in Brunei this year has been very worthwhile. I spent most of it with my family, which makes it hard to leave everything behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss helping mom to cook and clean, helping bros to prepare for sahur, i miss sleeping with mom next to me, i miss having sungkai out @ the restaurant with my family, i miss having sahur with my family, i miss going out with my brothers...i miss home :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Apart from spending time at home, I managed to spend my hols with my nanah and kids. All those time playing with the kids, watching korean drama and indonesian drama with nanah and hannan, sleeping over with the kids by my side, cooking baking with nanah, helping her out for sungkai, fetching the kids from school...I miss nanah and kids :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss my cousin Khal...we used to go out at least once a week. If its not watching movies, we would go out have dinner, sushi-ing, jalan2 shopping / going to the saloon. I miss baking with her, sleeping over at her place has always been in my top list and im glad i made it this time. If u're reading this babe, thanks for spending time with me :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss home...:'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-6475803891467083028?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/6475803891467083028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=6475803891467083028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6475803891467083028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6475803891467083028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/08/salam-ramadhan.html' title='Salam Ramadhan~'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-9081930254649192630</id><published>2010-06-30T01:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T01:38:48.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Btw, have i told you that I'm back home already? :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I am home :D and I feel LOVED ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.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/24179459-9081930254649192630?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/9081930254649192630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=9081930254649192630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/9081930254649192630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/9081930254649192630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/06/btw-have-i-told-you-that-im-back-home.html' title='Btw, have i told you that I&apos;m back home already? :D'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-687492171180688521</id><published>2010-06-30T01:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T01:33:35.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5.11'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>30.06 - 01.07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time last year I lost a very special friend :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year, I refuse to be sad and I ain't gonna manja myself by going all teary about it. I refused to be that girl anymore. Because I might have lost that special friend, but I gained few good friends over the year. They might not be as special, but they're good friends. Well, at least good &lt;strong&gt;to &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;for &lt;/strong&gt;me. I am blessed and I will be grateful. I AM grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you Allah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-687492171180688521?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/687492171180688521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=687492171180688521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/687492171180688521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/687492171180688521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/06/3006-0107.html' title='30.06 - 01.07'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-9140851257807547608</id><published>2010-06-15T07:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T07:39:40.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayers'/><title type='text'>14.06.2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;الْحَمْدُللّهِ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-9140851257807547608?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/9140851257807547608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=9140851257807547608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/9140851257807547608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/9140851257807547608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/06/14062010.html' title='14.06.2010'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-6606739144129234705</id><published>2010-06-13T07:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T07:32:31.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tired'/><title type='text'>S' Wonderful S' Marvellous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TBQTmuJANfI/AAAAAAAACCw/Y0-LPlr8wXw/s1600/funny+faces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482028202358486514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TBQTmuJANfI/AAAAAAAACCw/Y0-LPlr8wXw/s320/funny+faces.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching an old drama series Gilmore Girls lately to past my free times and ada one of this episode, Lorelai the cool hot mom - she loves watching oldies film, one of which is called Funny Faces by Audrey Hepburn. Kali I decided to check out that film andddd...turned out it was indeed one of Audrey's best film! Ada one of the soundtrack I really really like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cputT1kKc9M&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cputT1kKc9M&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lawaa oh...*sigh~*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm tired. Haven't slept all day! And then went shopping lagi bali barang orang brunei :S Ngalih :( Kalau dulu bisai, nada org mengurut di Glasgow, paksa tah minta pihit saja oleh 2 big dudes / paling inda pun si Mas yang ngurut lol..At least ada wah kekeke. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanna go home :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mudah-mudahan result okay.. Amin~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-6606739144129234705?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/6606739144129234705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=6606739144129234705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6606739144129234705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6606739144129234705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/06/s-wonderful-s-marvellous.html' title='S&apos; Wonderful S&apos; Marvellous'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TBQTmuJANfI/AAAAAAAACCw/Y0-LPlr8wXw/s72-c/funny+faces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-414672901882594602</id><published>2010-06-11T01:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T07:33:58.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>The wonders of e-shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481204063756031746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TBEmDimbFwI/AAAAAAAACCQ/GvB5X2-HehE/s320/P1060696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home soon... So as expected, lotsa people asked me to buy them stuffs to bring back home. Of all the stuffs that I've shopped for, toys are the most difficult ones. Funny right? I mean who would have thought choosing the best Iron Man 2 action figures can be tough? And who would have thought that the sizes of those action figures matter? Whether it has got gadgets or not or if the it's a comic or a movie series action figures...and other stuffs to consider! Stress ku tarus jadinya. Seriously, I have lost the inner child in me :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past few days and last week, I have been exhausting my bank account with toys, dresses, shoes, bags, scarfs and more toys. I can't believe it, I even bought myself a toy! Well not really a toy lah, more like a board game that Sab introduced me to during our trip to Sheffield. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481204075197738418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TBEmENOVrbI/AAAAAAAACCY/DqX3HAFbr80/s320/P1060697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also bought myself a guitar tuner! Finally! So next time I don't have to ask Azmi / Jim to tune my guitar for me lol. Kasian wahh, I only get to tune my guitar if I'm playing with them...tsk tsk tsk. Thanks guys for all your "hardwork" from now on I will no longer require your services lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481204051803777026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TBEmC2EyKAI/AAAAAAAACCI/vEWf5_WW_Ss/s320/P1060695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only these 2 have arrived 5 more to come...I think. But they are all the kids' toys..boohoo. One Baby Alive Doll (apparently there's this smartypant doll that you can feed which poops after you feed it - actual poop!), 2 iron man action figures (because I can't decide on the sizes) and 2 ben 10 action figures. Apakah usulnya toys dorang ani...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hungry...:( and bored. But especially hungry..Haven't eaten anything yet. Maybe i should make pasta tonight..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-414672901882594602?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/414672901882594602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=414672901882594602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/414672901882594602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/414672901882594602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/06/wonders-of-e-shopping.html' title='The wonders of e-shopping'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TBEmDimbFwI/AAAAAAAACCQ/GvB5X2-HehE/s72-c/P1060696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-1784573875837011665</id><published>2010-06-09T09:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T10:20:47.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>My Everyday-is-a-Sunday Activities</title><content type='html'>Hey all~ I'm in my "blog-feel" mood. Came to update on few things that I've been doing during my summer break. Let's start with the recent ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday - went out with Edah and Kikie to hantar Juddin at the central station who's off to London and then Brunei. After that, we, well more like me, while the other 2 tagged along to accompany me shopping - and I finally bought a new duvet cover!!! It's about time for me to get a new one because I never did get one for my new bed in my new flat :D Then we all went for late brunch / early dinner (for some) at our new halal-lised KFC...Surprise! (Yes, we finally get our own halal KFC in the city :P) After that, me and Kikie went to watch Tooth Fairy. It was an alright movie, simple but entertaining. That was pretty much my Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480584834208689634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TA7y3oxm7eI/AAAAAAAACBw/tMzEAeAl8_w/s200/P1060688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480584844277797458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TA7y4OSRUlI/AAAAAAAACB4/0bwMG7pt704/s200/P1060691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the weekends, I shopped a lot, hang out with the Dalcross peeps plus Juddin and stayed over at Wany's. It was really really an awesome weekend. Crazy fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday - went out with Wany, Kikie, Juddin to shop for Tie Rack scarfs and other stuffs for the Bruneian families; me and Wany bought Zara dresses; Kikie treating us Easy-way drinks and then went to watch a movie called 4.3.2.1, a British movie telling stories of 4 girlfriends over 3 days, happening in 2 cities (I highly recommend you watch it, it's good!). After movie, went over to Kikie's place where we made a really special Maggi curry! (Yes THE instant maggi curry!) Special because we add in some beansprouts, eggs, sliced cucumbers and a hint of chilli sauce...aaaah~ just talking about it makes my mouth waters. Believe me, me Wany and Juddin made a really good special maggi curry lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday - went out again to the city to watch Sex and the City 2 with Wany, Azmi Seit, Edah Saifol (yes, he's back!). Sunday was actually supposed to be a celebratory day for the EEE seniors who are graduating soon in July...but plan backfired as only Wany and Azmi were there. Then...we went for dinner at Wagamama (Japanese restaurant that don't serve sushi), which was an utter disappointment for me and also for few of us. Nyaman lagi maggi curry special kami buat ah lol. Back at Azmi's place, I joined the group, Wany made us Tiramisu, I made Teh Tarik and helped the boys fry some Lekur (YESSSS, apparently they got frozen Lekur!!!) and I watched Wany and the boys played PS2 warfare game till 7.30am! Who would have thought watching them playing warfare games can be so entertaining lol. I was totally knackered to walk all the way back home, so I slept over at Wany's again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay...what else. Banarnya kan, macam boring wah orang kan membaca my daily activities ani.. I don't know why I even bother. I tink i'm just gonna end it here coz' my head is pounding, i need sleep. pronto. Tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-1784573875837011665?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/1784573875837011665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=1784573875837011665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1784573875837011665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1784573875837011665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-everyday-is-sunday-activities.html' title='My Everyday-is-a-Sunday Activities'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TA7y3oxm7eI/AAAAAAAACBw/tMzEAeAl8_w/s72-c/P1060688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-3776441547838009943</id><published>2010-06-05T03:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T04:28:34.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fracture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ichat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayers'/><title type='text'>Prayers for ichat ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TAlhmfikntI/AAAAAAAACBo/rBnVJxjmgBg/s1600/ichat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479017735602347730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TAlhmfikntI/AAAAAAAACBo/rBnVJxjmgBg/s320/ichat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 days ago, I found out that my lil' precious cousin Izzat had fractured his skull after he fell from a shopping cart trolley. The accident actually took place last Thursday and nanah told me that he has been complaining about his head being soft and spongy ever since. It was only last Monday that nanah actually realised that he was being serious. Can you believe that???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So nanah brought him to the hospital right away. He was X-Ray-ed and they found a long fracture running along the side of his skull (checkout the pix). Kasian ah!! The neurosurgeon took over the case and reassured my aunt that it was nothing serious, asked her to come back if Izzat started to feel dizzy and vomit over the next few days and that the fracture will heal well over a month. Alhamdullillah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, when I first found out, I was having palpitations and anxious about this. At that time, I really wanted to go home. If I own a private plane, I would definitely fly that exact moment. But I had a long chat with nanah and webcam-ed with izzat, he looked fine, active and healthy. Good thing is that he doesn't have to have surgery or be admitted or anything, so their travelling plan to KK is still in order. In fact, nanah and the gang are in KK now. I heard Izzat has been vomitting again after the flight...i'm worried. So to you out there who's reading this, please sedekahkan yaasin and prayers so my Izzat will get better. We all hope that nothing serious will happen..Amin~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479007475106324402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TAlYRQNsH7I/AAAAAAAACBY/p7qwCjYFPSw/s320/31735_398798926798_559336798_4281094_7287531_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-3776441547838009943?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/3776441547838009943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=3776441547838009943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/3776441547838009943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/3776441547838009943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/06/prayers-for-ichat.html' title='Prayers for ichat ♥'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TAlhmfikntI/AAAAAAAACBo/rBnVJxjmgBg/s72-c/ichat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-5388503013025143093</id><published>2010-06-05T03:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T03:44:34.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B&apos;day'/><title type='text'>Dad's 56th ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479003716558002434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TAlU2eh8GQI/AAAAAAAACBQ/NRtHJzoCsxg/s200/shaz%27s+creation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was dad's birthday yesterday! Actually, I kinda sorta almost forgotten about it. I was aware few days before the day itself that my dad's bday was coming up soon, then only when I was chatting with mom, I realised yesterday was the birthday! But listen to this, the night before his birthday right, it was midnight and I was busy surfing and what not, then out of the blue, I suddenly feel I wanted to talk to my dad. So i texted him, told him I missed him and do some daughter daddy bonding. Tau2 it was my dad's bday the next day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I managed to curi some of the pictures that shaz took. Mom shaz abang and I have bought dad his own personal PC! And according to mum, he was pleasantly surprised to find out the box of PC waiting for him at home! Wish i was there to see the look on dad's face...:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479003351047895890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TAlUhM5ie1I/AAAAAAAACBI/F_pAkA7EC_k/s200/bapa+blow+candle.jpg" /&gt;56th and 2nd birthday that I missed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TAlUhPgtBoI/AAAAAAAACBA/5QFCd7ttxwE/s1600/bapa+smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479003351749035650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TAlUhPgtBoI/AAAAAAAACBA/5QFCd7ttxwE/s200/bapa+smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that! Dad actually smiles!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TAlUgyueyyI/AAAAAAAACA4/WX_t4cQaRCs/s1600/my+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479003344022194978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TAlUgyueyyI/AAAAAAAACA4/WX_t4cQaRCs/s200/my+family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479003334927443042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TAlUgQ2H5GI/AAAAAAAACAw/w5dr2_Haqyg/s200/my+family+w+shaz.jpg" /&gt;My family plus one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made my daddy something to remind him of me ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479003336647475970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TAlUgXQNgwI/AAAAAAAACAo/xsysa53xhwM/s200/dad%27s+bday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you pa ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-5388503013025143093?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/5388503013025143093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/TAlU2eh8GQI/AAAAAAAACBQ/NRtHJzoCsxg/s72-c/shaz%27s+creation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-5153297710349208495</id><published>2010-05-26T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T10:42:24.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hatred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5.11'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Just in case...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So you decided to see me out of the blue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;should i let you come over?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think you're doing fine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that girl in your arms does she know where you come from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Almost made me move out of town,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you don't want me to be around, i stayed anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just in case...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;finding reasons to hate you more than before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like how you said, you would call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but never at all..got rid off your number that i know by heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you left your things at my place,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as if i have all the space,cause you know i dont mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just come back when you think its time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm all black and white inside,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;monotonous from left to right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i decorate my house with things you love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just in case, you show up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in case you show up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yuna, Decorate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" border="0" alt="blogsignature" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-5153297710349208495?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/5153297710349208495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=5153297710349208495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5153297710349208495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't about you all, but I have this pre-exam rituals that I like to do the night before the exam itself. I get myself new pens and stationaries, and then I use them so they would feel comfy to write on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473676445702805634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S_ZnugGJ2II/AAAAAAAACAg/Xawx0hQOvek/s200/P1060536.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473676439047520050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S_ZnuHTaPzI/AAAAAAAACAY/Ly8Cy3g3cPM/s200/P1060537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE big day! Monday 17th May 2010..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473673367669131458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S_Zk7VhvSMI/AAAAAAAACAQ/ivtUL1kTPH4/s200/P1060504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Food ration during the exam battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473673362200346210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S_Zk7BJ4PmI/AAAAAAAACAI/LLA5LVhQIMo/s200/P1060529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learnt to love water :) Banarnya membuat air yaasin, so I make myself to drink them. Kali udah lama2 mencari air tia. Now I can't get used to not drinking them at all :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473673355737424034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S_Zk6pE_4KI/AAAAAAAACAA/8qPoz2keLaU/s200/P1060530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OSCE day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473673341880297282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S_Zk51dM50I/AAAAAAAAB_w/iVxRvqV7aCM/s200/P1060534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-3547067121205204411?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/3547067121205204411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=3547067121205204411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/3547067121205204411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/3547067121205204411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-about-you-all-but-i-have-this.html' title='Di musim exam...'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S_ZnugGJ2II/AAAAAAAACAg/Xawx0hQOvek/s72-c/P1060536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-5312127510943372714</id><published>2010-05-21T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T18:39:27.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayers'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tough part is over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Now, I have to wait for 3 excruciating weeks to find out if I am ever going to continue with this course. Before, I would have jumped for joy for the taste of freedom...but now, I don't think I can even bother to think about celebrating. My future and dreams to ever become a doctor is on the line, so what do I have to celebrate for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, I am scared. Like really really scared. My confidence level has dropped. I used to believe that I can pull through just about anything whatever the obstacles are that I have to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is i am feeling right now, I still have faith, tawakkal kepada Allah. I've worked, berusaha as much as I could and the rest I placed my faith to you dear God, Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-5312127510943372714?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/5312127510943372714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=5312127510943372714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5312127510943372714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5312127510943372714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/05/tough-part-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-3726908925998932101</id><published>2010-05-15T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T11:20:04.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nanah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>:')</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-4SwI8f0kI/AAAAAAAAB_o/6aLdmgNrO9s/s1600/doa+dari+nanah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471331215545979458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-4SwI8f0kI/AAAAAAAAB_o/6aLdmgNrO9s/s400/doa+dari+nanah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-4R6a9PY8I/AAAAAAAAB_g/or5lt1dnNSY/s1600/doa+dari+nanah.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.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/24179459-3726908925998932101?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/3726908925998932101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=3726908925998932101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/3726908925998932101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/3726908925998932101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;)'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-4SwI8f0kI/AAAAAAAAB_o/6aLdmgNrO9s/s72-c/doa+dari+nanah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7105079935907637895</id><published>2010-05-14T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T10:13:27.706+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies'/><title type='text'>The 14 hours</title><content type='html'>Guess what? Yesterday kan, I was like studying for 14 hours straight! From 9pm - 13pm! (I know, I have weird studying timing) This is like an achievement! Well, I used to study like this back when I was doing O and A level, and u think uni makes you even more rajin,  BIG FAT NO! It makes me sloppy and lazy and believe it or not, I've lost my studying mojo :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I thought so until last night...I knew it's still there inside me somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flips hair* ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-7105079935907637895?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7105079935907637895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7105079935907637895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7105079935907637895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7105079935907637895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/05/14-hours.html' title='The 14 hours'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7126774602698344270</id><published>2010-05-13T21:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T22:24:22.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Mamaku punya day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-wFYO_U39I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/19DFxo33uk0/s1600/mama%27s+day+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470753561247014866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-wFYO_U39I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/19DFxo33uk0/s200/mama%27s+day+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap! I've finally succumbed to the temptation (referring t0 FB here)...Found these few tagged pixxies from Shaz's. I love seeing my family pictures, looking at what they have been up to and what's new, hot and sizzlings and all lol. Apparently, my bros and Shaz went to treat mama for a good jolly mother's day! Aku jeles :( and aku mo ikut juaa :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470753544415396050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-wFXQSWwNI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/QNqDP9aJLWQ/s200/mama%27s+day+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lop u ma ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm glad Shaz uploaded and tagged the pictures because at least there's always something for me to gaze at when I'm in my dreamy-wawa-gaga-land while i'm having my "revision break" :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470753535476674242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-wFWu_MrsI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vr3YPb6QVyM/s200/mama%27s+day.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially love this picture ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-7126774602698344270?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7126774602698344270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7126774602698344270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7126774602698344270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7126774602698344270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/05/mamaku-punya-day.html' title='Mamaku punya day'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-wFYO_U39I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/19DFxo33uk0/s72-c/mama%27s+day+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7815527724029177077</id><published>2010-05-11T05:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T05:52:08.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ichat'/><title type='text'>Because ichat loves me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-h2P8hp0MI/AAAAAAAAB_A/K87udmjR5qg/s1600/P1060501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469751763758862530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-h2P8hp0MI/AAAAAAAAB_A/K87udmjR5qg/s200/P1060501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just got this tadi while checking my fb (yes, I've finally succumb to the temptation :P) and found 67 notifications (for over a week, which is not that bad). With it, found lotsa tagged pictures by my families. Mom and bros and shaz celebrating mommy's day and pics of ichat tagged by Khal with the sweetest caption ever "..because I know u miss him big time" (Thanks Khal!!!). Made it my wallpaper right after I found that pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.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/24179459-7815527724029177077?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7815527724029177077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7815527724029177077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7815527724029177077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7815527724029177077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/05/because-ichat-loves-me.html' title='Because ichat loves me'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-h2P8hp0MI/AAAAAAAAB_A/K87udmjR5qg/s72-c/P1060501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-4480302274752791640</id><published>2010-05-10T08:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T08:47:43.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MSN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drama'/><title type='text'>Never should've would've done that...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I managed to go through that whole 3 days not checking my msn/even fbing. And since I was doing so well, I figured why not continue what I've been doing for the whole week! And I DID! Banarnya kan, mcm malas kan masuk msn lagi, because for once after a very long time, I am emotionally in control of myself..and I don't have to think about "anything else" or "anyone else" except to focus on my studies of course *geeky smiley to be inserted here please*. I would've continued till after exam but I fear that my parents or someone would send me an important offline messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there I was an hour ago, still having doubts  about going online., just because I fear that I would receive or see something that I don't really wish / like to see or know or whatever it is that would make go into an emotional turmoil. So..in the end, i did go online aaaaaaand...Darn!!! My instinct couldn't have been anymore right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just so you know, nothing majorly important happened and I might be writing this a lil' more dramatic that I should have, but I really don't like what I am feeling right now..this feeling of uncertainty and worrying about what possibly could be just a nonsense stuff. Paaaaasal.... of one stupid silly offline message from a particular someone who ...let's just say, it's something that I don't like to read..dengan big caps lagi tu and all. Sigh...Drama~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I will not go online anymore! Period! (Well...for now at least).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah eyh, sasak ku. Baik ku membaca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-4480302274752791640?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/4480302274752791640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=4480302274752791640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4480302274752791640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4480302274752791640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/05/never-shouldve-wouldve-done-that.html' title='Never should&apos;ve would&apos;ve done that...'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7881320127628745914</id><published>2010-05-10T06:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T07:00:26.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>A bundle of nerves</title><content type='html'>It is just a week left now until my exam begins. I am really on pins and needles just waiting and anticipating for the day where I'll be fighting for my future. I am not being dramatic here, it really is the last chance for me to ever fulfill my wishes and dream to be a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a rough year for me. I don't remember ever feeling like this before, like everything that you've work for before is on the line. Fail, goodbye medicine forever. Nazubillah. I really hope everything goes smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Histories have tought me to become more prepared - academically, physically, spiritually and mentally for what will about to happen when result is out. No matter what the ending is gonna be, I'll pray that Allah will always be here by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am anxious, nervous and quacking in my boots just thinking about it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To mom and dad, I do hope that I will make you proud regardless of what the outcome would be. Thanks for picking me up when I was down and for constantly never-endingly supporting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ma for being the light of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-7881320127628745914?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7881320127628745914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7881320127628745914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7881320127628745914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7881320127628745914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/05/bundle-of-nerves.html' title='A bundle of nerves'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-6220090886286864501</id><published>2010-05-09T12:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T01:29:26.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5.11'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Total eclipse of the heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turn around&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I get a little bit lonely&lt;br /&gt;And you're never coming round&lt;br /&gt;Turn around&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I get a little bit tired&lt;br /&gt;of listening to the sound of my tears&lt;br /&gt;Turn around&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I get a little bit nervous&lt;br /&gt;that the best of all the years have gone by&lt;br /&gt;Turn around&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I get a little bit terrified&lt;br /&gt;and then I see the look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn around bright eyes&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Turn around bright eyes&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need you now tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I need you more than ever&lt;br /&gt;And if you only hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;We'll be holding on forever&lt;br /&gt;And we'll only be making it right&lt;br /&gt;Cause we'll never be wrong together&lt;br /&gt;We can take it to the end of the line&lt;br /&gt;Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time&lt;br /&gt;(all of the time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark&lt;br /&gt;We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks&lt;br /&gt;I really need you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Forever's gonna start tonight&lt;br /&gt;(Forever's gonna start tonight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time I was falling in love&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm only falling apart&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was light in my life&lt;br /&gt;But now there's only love in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can say&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-6220090886286864501?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e3D655GZZ00' title='Total eclipse of the heart'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/6220090886286864501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=6220090886286864501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6220090886286864501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6220090886286864501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/05/total-eclipse-of-heart.html' title='Total eclipse of the heart'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-638400380600058649</id><published>2010-05-09T06:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T07:19:38.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Unintentional pamper day</title><content type='html'>When I was out yesterday, I thought I should buy myself some comfort food, with the sole intention to help me go through my busy geeking days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469033001367873378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-Xoid9rp2I/AAAAAAAAB-4/peEML2OUWxI/s200/P1060496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended not doing work :( Instead, I binged the food while watching my long awaiting downloaded series. I slept a lot too! Woke up at 3pm? (From 6am of course) I feel so guilty...but then kan, I believe it happens for a reason --&gt; I might not get the chance to play around and good enough sleep anymore next week, so this might be the last time I'm ever gonna be able to have a good play time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-XohAen7sI/AAAAAAAAB-o/bOTJooXek4w/s1600/P1060499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469032976273108674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-XohAen7sI/AAAAAAAAB-o/bOTJooXek4w/s200/P1060499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good Arabian friend of mine whom I met during our SSC module early this year, gave me a good doa to read for the exam. It's extracted from Surah Shua'ra verse 83 and she said that Syeikh Jamal Uddin advised to read this verse before every exam, as it had helped him go through each of his exam, even without studying. So I found the surah and made a note for myself. Insyallah, hopefully, along with my other doa and prayers, I hope this one will help me go through this intimidating exam as well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;رَبِّ هَبْ لِي حُكْمًا وَأَلْحِقْنِي بِالصَّالِحِينَ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Wahai Tuhanku, berikanlah daku ilmu pengetahuan agama dan hubungkanlah daku dengan orang-orang yang soleh) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck to you out there who are having exams :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-638400380600058649?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/638400380600058649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=638400380600058649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/638400380600058649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/638400380600058649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/05/unintentional-pamper-day.html' title='Unintentional pamper day'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S-Xoid9rp2I/AAAAAAAAB-4/peEML2OUWxI/s72-c/P1060496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-8080760209456850215</id><published>2010-05-07T15:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T15:38:15.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Hatch lil' egg~</title><content type='html'>I just realised that, today, would be a week since I've gone out of the flat. Yes, a WEEK!!! Well, not that I mind or anything, and I have to say, I've gotten used to living in the egg shell for a while. Not that I'm wasting my time, I'm actually being super productive, which felt like yearsss since I've been one. It's like back to O and A level years all over again~ *awww sound in the background for the dramatic effect*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh did I mention before that I haven't gone to check my fb and my msn yet? :D *a geek smile to be inserted here please*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel more content when I'm not around msn, less drama around. Hmmm..who knows, I might even consider not using it again. Notice the "might"...lol. But it's kinda hard also not to have msn 'coz thats where my families usually contact me and stuff, esp me being away and everything...but come to think of it, mama bapa selalu jua call and message arah mobile, i only use msn to contact si ajid, atupun if there's a strike of lightning..(did i use that metaphor right??)..mm nyeh *shrug* we'll see~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I up early again? Pasal karang I have a superfun "date" in the med school practicing with my "super-enthusiastic" friend/s (we'll see later who's the chirpy ones lol), for the osce exam coming up soon. Come to think of it kan, OSCE is the only thing that I'm not worried about, it's the paper exam that I'm anxious about...*shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baaaaaaaah, kan jalan soon. I will soon spare you the details of my boring life. Until then, tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farahsignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blogsignature" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/farahsignature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: *pointing up* notice that I finally manage to make it blend with the background!! Awesome right??? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-8080760209456850215?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/8080760209456850215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=8080760209456850215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/8080760209456850215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/8080760209456850215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/05/hatch-lil-egg.html' title='Hatch lil&apos; egg~'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-1290459824206413602</id><published>2010-05-06T07:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T07:53:42.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hiatus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MSN'/><title type='text'>Woohoo~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 days!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeaaah baby, that's right!!! 3 DAYS of ...*drumroll*... NO whatsoever contact with facebook and msn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aahaha, apakan...Lame~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85797/farah209/09ed2b66f8ecdcb21aa863ec9422f32b.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-1290459824206413602?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/1290459824206413602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=1290459824206413602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1290459824206413602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1290459824206413602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/05/woohoo.html' title='Woohoo~'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-6960256865659192738</id><published>2010-05-04T07:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T22:30:08.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hiatus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Hiatus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anaemia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's the first thing i thought of when typing this post. Only because I am halfway reading about it..kekeke. I am simply out of words to blog about. And why am I blogging again? *scratches head*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467201494084049138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S99mytpdWPI/AAAAAAAAB-g/sw1_UMwEN_Q/s320/P1060481.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Random note : &lt;em&gt;pancake edah buatkan while i'm busy doing works (thanks E!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually trying to dare myself, or rather make a bet to myself, that I will not go to facebook or msn for at least 4..no wait, 3 days? Yeap 3 days. Which is kinda silly really pasal here I am..blogging..which is like an equivalent of fbing / msning, (-_-')..but at leastkan there won't be any social contact watsoever right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck to me. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467201489695000626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S99mydTByDI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/ME1FpBVcfLk/s320/P1060488.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another random note: I figured why not take a pic of the notes that I have to look into for the remaining 2 weeks. Just because so i'll know how much works I have to do.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467201480841942562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S99mx8US1iI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/m6vUxiC0mTg/s320/P1060491.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A silly timetable pasal only the first 5 days are important, and the rest are empty. Sometimes, I wonder why I even bother to make these things..:S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467201472335872802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S99mxcoSgyI/AAAAAAAAB-I/_A8Yg6JxbOo/s320/P1060492.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the spot i've learned to love :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s: Owh with the dare, I will get to watch something i like. For instance, I get to see my charming gorgeous man, Dean Winchester ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85797/farah209/09ed2b66f8ecdcb21aa863ec9422f32b.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-6960256865659192738?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/6960256865659192738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=6960256865659192738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6960256865659192738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6960256865659192738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/05/farah-self-made-dare.html' title='Hiatus?'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S99mytpdWPI/AAAAAAAAB-g/sw1_UMwEN_Q/s72-c/P1060481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-2496927158909168538</id><published>2010-05-04T02:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T02:21:53.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies'/><title type='text'>If I never knew you</title><content type='html'>A newly discovered song that I've grown to love while reading the anatomy of the skin :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparent Mel Gibson sang this song! This soundtrack was never included in the film and it was only recently put into the release of the 10th Anniversary Edition DVD. So anyway, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KiuBw_kj1-U&amp;amp;playnext_from=TL&amp;amp;videos=5tQat4l_IN0"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to get the rest of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KiuBw_kj1-U&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KiuBw_kj1-U&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85797/farah209/09ed2b66f8ecdcb21aa863ec9422f32b.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-2496927158909168538?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/2496927158909168538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=2496927158909168538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2496927158909168538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2496927158909168538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/05/newly-discovered-song-that-ive-grown-to.html' title='If I never knew you'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-8405862212156402695</id><published>2010-05-01T07:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T12:32:49.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>Pain pain run away, you came back another day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;26th April.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st May.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; 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The full blast effect started yesterday and early this morning. Urghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what peeps, I found a poetry on catching a cold!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ugh: I’ve Caught a Cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve caught a cold and I’m so bunged up.&lt;br /&gt;My legs they feel like lead.&lt;br /&gt;My bones ache. My throat is sore.&lt;br /&gt;And there are pains inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve taken lots of remedies,&lt;br /&gt;In the hope my ills to cure,&lt;br /&gt;But my nose it is illuminated in the brightest of reds&lt;br /&gt;And I no longer look so demure.&lt;br /&gt;I’m having to stay in my room all day,&lt;br /&gt;My family has left me alone.&lt;br /&gt;They claim they can’t take time from work,&lt;br /&gt;So not much sympathy have they shown.&lt;br /&gt;But now I’ve got the house to myself&lt;br /&gt;I can snuggle down and have a nice rest.&lt;br /&gt;I might have a cold, but I think you’ll agree&lt;br /&gt;That with a day in bed I’ve been blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine Ramsay&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.....let's just say I'm stucked in bed and I have nothing better to google about :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85797/farah209/09ed2b66f8ecdcb21aa863ec9422f32b.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-2544632132228810221?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/2544632132228810221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=2544632132228810221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2544632132228810221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2544632132228810221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/04/poetry-of-cold.html' title='A poetry of cold'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-4205001796847080668</id><published>2010-04-15T02:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T02:43:02.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayers'/><title type='text'>Sharing is caring :)</title><content type='html'>Asal Usul Solat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBUH: Orang yang pertama mengerjakan sembahyang Subuh ialah Nabi Adam&lt;br /&gt;a.s., iaitu tatkala baginda keluar dari syurga lalu dihantar ke bumi.&lt;br /&gt;Perkara pertama yang di lihatnya ialah kegelapan dan baginda berasa takut&lt;br /&gt;yang amat sangat. Apabila fajar Subuh telah keluar Nabi Adam a.s. pun&lt;br /&gt;bersembahyang dua rakaat. Rakaat pertama:- Bersyukur baginda kerana&lt;br /&gt;terlepas dari kegelapan malam. Rakaat kedua:- Bersyukur baginda kerana&lt;br /&gt;siang telah menjelma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOHOR: Orang yang pertama mengerjakan sembahyang Zohor ialah Nabi Ibrahim&lt;br /&gt;a.s., iaitu tatkala Allah s.w.t. telah memerintahkan padanya agar&lt;br /&gt;menyembelih anaknya Nabi Ismail a.s. Sedang seruan itu datangnya pada waktu&lt;br /&gt;tergelincir matahari, lalu sujudlah Nabi Ibrahim empat rakaat. Rakaat&lt;br /&gt;pertama:- Bersyukur bagi penebusan. Rakaat kedua:- Bersyukur kerana&lt;br /&gt;dibukakan dukacitanya dan juga anaknya. Rakaat ketiga:- Bersyukur dan&lt;br /&gt;bermohon akan keredhaan Allah. Rakaat keempat:- Bersyukur kerana korbannya&lt;br /&gt;digantikan dengan tebusan kibas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASAR: Orang yang pertama mengerjakan sembahyang Asar ialah Nabi Yunus a.s.&lt;br /&gt;tatkala baginda dikeluarkan oleh Allah dari perut ikan nun. Ikan nun telah&lt;br /&gt;memuntahkan Nabi Yunus di tepi pantai sedang ketika itu telah masuk waktu&lt;br /&gt;Asar. Maka bersyukurlah Nabi Yunus lalu bersembahyang empat rakaat kerana&lt;br /&gt;baginda telah diselamatkan oleh Allah daripada 4 kegelapan iaitu: Rakaat&lt;br /&gt;pertama:- Kelam dengan kesalahan. Rakaat kedua:- Kelam dengan air laut.&lt;br /&gt;Rakaat ketiga:- Kelam dengan malam. Rakaat keempat:- Kelam dengan perut&lt;br /&gt;ikan Nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGHRIB: Orang yang pertama mengerjakan sembahyang Maghrib ialah Nabi Isa&lt;br /&gt;a.s., tatkala baginda dikeluarkan oleh Allah dari kejahilan dan kebodohan&lt;br /&gt;kaumnya, sedang waktu itu telah terbenamnya matahari. Bersyukurlah Nabi Isa&lt;br /&gt;lalu bersembahyang tiga rakaat kerana diselamatkan dari kejahilan tersebut,&lt;br /&gt;iaitu: Rakaat pertama:- Untuk menafikan ketuhanan selain daripada Allah&lt;br /&gt;yang Maha Esa. Rakaat kedua:- Untuk menafikan tuduhan dan juga tohmahan ke&lt;br /&gt;atas ibunya Siti Mariam yang telah dituduh melakukan perbuatan sumbang.&lt;br /&gt;Rakaat ketiga:- Untuk meyakinkan kaumnya bahawa Tuhan itu hanya satu iaitu&lt;br /&gt;Allah jua, tiada dua atau tiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISYAK: Orang yang pertama mengerjakan sembahyang Isyak ialah Nabi Musa a.s.&lt;br /&gt;Pada ketika itu Nabi Musa telah tersesat mencari jalan keluar dari negeri&lt;br /&gt;Madyan, sedang dalam dadanya penuh dengan perasaan dukacita. Allah lalu&lt;br /&gt;menghilangkan semua perasaan dukacitanya itu pada waktu Isyak yang akhir.&lt;br /&gt;Lalu sembahyanglah Nabi Musa empat rakaat sebagai tanda bersyukur. Rakaat&lt;br /&gt;pertama:- Dukacita terhadap isterinya. Rakaat kedua:- Dukacita terhadap&lt;br /&gt;saudaranya Nabi Harun. Rakaat ketiga:- Dukacita terhadap Firaun. Rakaat&lt;br /&gt;keempat:- Dukacita terhadap anak Firaun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85797/farah209/09ed2b66f8ecdcb21aa863ec9422f32b.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-4205001796847080668?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/4205001796847080668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=4205001796847080668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4205001796847080668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4205001796847080668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/04/sharing-is-caring.html' title='Sharing is caring :)'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-5205030650283665470</id><published>2010-04-13T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:51:39.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Mo damam or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(86, 84, 85); font-size: 12px; clear: both; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masochism = an act of deriving pleasure from physical pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not sure if I have this but I certainly do always find it pleasurable when I am in pain. Simple kind of pains like sore neck, sprain ankle, cramp legs but there is one thing i never enjoy - gastritis and food poisoning kind of pain. Pain paling palui nie di dunia. Bek plang ku sakit kepala or tegugur tegelincir dalam long bath nie (yes, many times this has happened :P).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sensed that I'm gonna catch a cold soon, in the next few days. Liat tia saja. Always when i see other people damam, i am weird in the sense that I want to be damam jua. No, its not because I want to seek attention, I just want to feel the pain their experiencing. Macam nyaman wahhh lol. Awu aku aneh (as Sab would say).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truthfully, i don't want to get sick at this time. See, just when I don't want to be in pain, I'll usually get it at the most inconvenient times. Exam period, or during travelling or vacations or when I am having a wonderful time. Ngok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather is sooooooo nice outside! It's sunny and breezyy!!!!! I feel like going out jalan2 out in the park. I'm Edahless, boring nada dangan kan jalan2 keluar. I wish ada dangan kan jalan2 :( Going out alone is alright, but I would end up feeling even more lonely like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished covering one topic and I'm bored. Anyone fancy a walk out in the park? ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85797/farah209/09ed2b66f8ecdcb21aa863ec9422f32b.png" border="0" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#565455;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-5205030650283665470?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/5205030650283665470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=5205030650283665470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5205030650283665470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5205030650283665470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/04/mo-damam-or-not.html' title='Mo damam or not?'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7844063840865745144</id><published>2010-04-08T11:49:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:54:36.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Inside the mind of that psychopathic girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I once read a book that tells a tragic story of a pyschopathic girl that (more or less) begins like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One might say I always nag. I admit, sometimes I can be so persistent about many or few things. Most of the time, I did it because I BELIEVE there're strong valid reasons; and half of the time, because I think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and hence, I apologized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One might say I make things complicated and big of an issue than it should be. I might or might not be. I admit that I can be fussy, undecisive and intolerable at times that I ended up making other people's lives difficult. But in the end of the day, I have all the good intentions and I just WANT to be happy, just like you want to be happy and just like any other human being wants to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and hence, I am sorry if I came out as a nuisance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One might think I am constantly pressing him/her (them) to treat me like they should be that I ended up appearing as a controlling bitch. I admit, I can be very persistent until I get what I want. But I KNOW, I REALISED and I am AWARE now that I can't force anyone to do anything that they just simply don't wish or want or like to do. I realised I can't ask one to give me more than they can give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and thus, I apologized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One might think I think too much that I ended up creating an issue which doesn't actually exist at all. Perhaps as a result of my oversensitivity over small silly things. I admit, I can be overly sensitive at times, but it doesn't mean I like to create those problems. Yes, perhaps I overanalysed things, I admit that. I only did it because I BELIEVE it is a an issue even if other see it being the slightest small silliest things. Not because I don't want to see one to be happy or not because, I enjoyed arguing. I am a person who simply doesn't like people to hate me and if I can, I would try to make things better. I am afterall, just a girl with many flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and for that, I am deeply sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are always reasons why I did the things I did. If one actually know the real reason why, sit down and think about it, its perfectly understandable and reasonable why I acted that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because ultimately, I am just that girl. A girl who found a friend whom she regarded as her partner in crime, a close friend whom she deeply cares and loves, later on got her heart broken and eversince thereafter, has been searching and seeking for that same friend who used to care for her, treat her indifferently, talk to her undoubtedly and unawkwardly, in the first place, who promised to keep her as friend so he can have her longer. She is simply that girl who is still in love with that same friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to be precise, I would like to apologize for loving you at all my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ref: PP 01, Vol 05, Issue 09 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s96.photobucket.com/albums/l169/farah209/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-1-2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-7844063840865745144?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7844063840865745144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7844063840865745144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7844063840865745144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7844063840865745144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/04/story-that-begins-like-this.html' title='Inside the mind of that psychopathic girl'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-4865148625969977506</id><published>2010-04-06T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:29:50.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Sincere or fake?</title><content type='html'>How can you tell if one is being true to themselves and sincere to you or faking it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me think you won't know. Unless you've been with them lama udah and you know how they behave and act around you and other people, which you would have recognised as their personality, and how they treat you, regardless in what situations you're in. But then kan, im sure its not as easy and straightforward as we would like it to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, the easiest way and what works for me is to think that all your friend are sincere and baik and to not think badly of anyone. Wouldnt' be better like that? Well, unless they treat you badly, thats a different issue altogether. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say, if you found out that one of your friend is faking it, how would you feel? What would you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you feel hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Would you layan that person? &lt;br /&gt;Would you ever treat them the same way again? &lt;br /&gt;Would you be pissed? &lt;br /&gt;Or would you just ignore and just let them be?&lt;br /&gt;Would you see them differently after that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh...Dulu masa time sekolah menengah / rendah byak nie kes cani2 ah lol. Drama brabis wah hehehe. Childish jua banar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh well...what to do. It's life as it is. Just a random thought, just woke up banarnya and I feel like writing. Waseh, ada ilham lah tu kononnya. Setaie lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story kengkawan, apa2 ani, biar tia ikhlas. Kalau rasa diri inda ikhlas, dun bother. Senang what? No? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-4865148625969977506?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/4865148625969977506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=4865148625969977506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4865148625969977506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4865148625969977506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/04/sincere-or-fake.html' title='Sincere or fake?'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-4906612884034237916</id><published>2010-04-06T09:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:42:14.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youtube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Auntie Reverse~ Reverse~ LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KUg04hCqGDg&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KUg04hCqGDg&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-4906612884034237916?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/4906612884034237916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=4906612884034237916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4906612884034237916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4906612884034237916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='Auntie Reverse~ Reverse~ LOL'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7799628430263610191</id><published>2010-04-05T04:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T08:06:00.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hatred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>4th April 2010</title><content type='html'>Today is a memorable day for me and should be highlighted and celebrated for the rest of my life. Aku sasak. Sasak to the point that I develop hatred. Why pissed? Pasal I have discover how I have degraded my soul and dignity and any maruah left in me just to seek and claim for a sincere friendship from this one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture this, you met a friend whom you really clicked and get along well and shit, you've gone through a lot together as a friend, and you both cared and loved each other. Then suddenly your friendships gets rocky and when you're trying to pick up the pieces balik, trying to mend things right just like old times, but it just doesn't seem to work out like you wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in that "it takes two to tango for a relationship, be it friendship, to work" stuff. Kalau one is not willing to be friends with you and not ikhlas, how is it going to work? If one is faking it, is that sincere friendship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing that baffles me. If say kan you both gone through a lot as a friend, sayang each other before, pernah susah senang together, helped each other a lot and do almost everything together, doesn't that count for something at all? Shouldn't it be easier to forgive and forget each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For almost a year, i've been trying to make this friendship to work. And never ever I feel hatred or pissed no matter how many times we argue. In fact, its the other way around, aku plang kena sasakkan or kena benci. Minta maaf bisai2 kena ucap kan cari kelai and kena ucap aku saja tah yg bisai nada salah. Salah sikit kena ucap besar-besarkan perkara. Main2 jauh hati or merajuk kena ucap terluan sensitif. Kan explain and make ammends kena ucap kan control org saja, mau org tunduk apa. Regardless of what I'm doing, walaupun my niat is baik, I would be the one who always left feeling the guilt and wrong. Macam nada maruah lagi wah rasaku kan minta maaf balik2 rasa jua kan mau bekawan sama org ikhlas. Salah kah kan expect your once-closed friend atu to treat you just like old times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit wah rasanya kena layan cani. Macam sampah wah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ani mana saja tah. I couldn't care lagi. Kena marah kah or kena benci kah, i just don't want to care anymore. I'm tired of caring. Inda cukup kah what i've done to be a friend selama ani? From now on, I will permit no one to degrade my dignity just to get a sincere friendship from a person who is just not willing and sincere to be my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-7799628430263610191?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7799628430263610191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7799628430263610191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7799628430263610191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7799628430263610191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/04/4th-april-2010.html' title='4th April 2010'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-5849497571083739610</id><published>2010-03-24T06:12:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T07:05:27.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Cheesecake - Trial 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S6lDdcfVsOI/AAAAAAAAB8o/ObcGamiGb3o/s1600-h/P1060028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451962997051601122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S6lDdcfVsOI/AAAAAAAAB8o/ObcGamiGb3o/s320/P1060028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;together with Butter &amp;amp; Digestive Biscuits, preferrably with milk chocolate spread as the base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Making the Base&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S6lDzjxJLOI/AAAAAAAAB8w/0q1kpWnkufI/s1600-h/Cheesecake+part+1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451963376962448610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S6lDzjxJLOI/AAAAAAAAB8w/0q1kpWnkufI/s320/Cheesecake+part+1+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S6lDzjxJLOI/AAAAAAAAB8w/0q1kpWnkufI/s1600-h/Cheesecake+part+1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crushed 15-20 biscuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melt 90g of butter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pour melted butter over the crushed biscuits and press the mixture into the 20cm springform baking tray. Bake for 5 minutes and then cool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S6lExwfc5mI/AAAAAAAAB84/bokMTDlReT4/s1600-h/cheesecake+part+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451964445529794146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S6lExwfc5mI/AAAAAAAAB84/bokMTDlReT4/s320/cheesecake+part+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Add in into a bowl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) 2 tbspoon plain flour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) 600g of cheese&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) 17g g of sugar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4) 150ml of soured cream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S6lF7a8WW9I/AAAAAAAAB9A/cpzDMbSC0LA/s1600-h/cheesecake+part+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451965711055739858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S6lF7a8WW9I/AAAAAAAAB9A/cpzDMbSC0LA/s320/cheesecake+part+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the same bowl, add in:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) 2 teaspoon of vanilla extract&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) 2 eggs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) 1 yolk egg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEAT the mixture until they are light and fluffy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pour mixture into the cooled base.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451961698849776002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S6lCR4T54YI/AAAAAAAAB8I/zbtHyo0MUX8/s320/P1060052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bake for 40 minutes and check that it should be wobbly in the centre. Leave tin to cool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451961691521443890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S6lCRdAsaDI/AAAAAAAAB8A/CK2YVgRmmXw/s320/P1060053.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bon Appetit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Note : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recipe extracted from the website linked to the Title of this post. Click it to check it out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/24179459-5849497571083739610?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.bbcgoodfood.com/recipes/3636/baked-vanilla-cheesecake' title='Cheesecake - Trial 1'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/5849497571083739610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=5849497571083739610&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5849497571083739610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5849497571083739610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/03/cheesecake-trial-1.html' title='Cheesecake - Trial 1'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S6lDdcfVsOI/AAAAAAAAB8o/ObcGamiGb3o/s72-c/P1060028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-2746469120622875982</id><published>2010-03-23T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T01:31:27.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls'/><title type='text'>Doa Seorang Wanita</title><content type='html'>1. Doa wanita lebih makbul daripada lelaki kerana sifat penyayang yang lebih kuat daripada lelaki. Ketika ditanya kepada Rasulullah S.A.W. akan hal tersebut, jawab baginda: “Ibu lebih penyayang daripada bapak dan doa orang yang penyayang tidak akan sia-sia.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wanita yang salehah (baik) itu lebih baik daripada 70 orang lelaki yang soleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Barang siapa yang menggembirakan anak perempuannya, darjatnya seumpama orang yang sentiasa menangis kerana takutkan Allah S.W.T. dan orang yang takut akan Allah S.W.T. akan diharamkan api neraka ke atas tubuhnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Barang siapa yang membawa hadiah (barang makanan dari pasar ke rumah) lalu diberikan kepada&lt;br /&gt;keluarganya, maka pahalanya seperti bersedekah. Hendaklah mendahulukan anak perempuan daripada anak lelaki. Maka barang siapa yang menyukakan anak perempuan seolah-olah dia memerdekakan anak Nabi Ismail A.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Wanita yang tinggal bersama anak-anaknya akan tinggal bersama aku (Rasulullah S.A.W.) di dalam syurga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Barang siapa mempunyai tiga anak perempuan atau tiga saudara perempuan atau dua anak perempuan atau dua saudara perempuan, lalu dia bersikap ihsan dalam pergaulan dengan mereka dan mendidik mereka dengan penuh rasa takwa serta bertanggungjawab, maka baginya adalah syurga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Daripada Aisyah r.a. “Barang siapa yang diuji dengan sesuatu daripada anak-anak perempuannya, lalu dia berbuat baik kepada mereka, maka mereka akan menjadi penghalang baginya daripada api neraka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Syurga itu di bawah telapak kaki ibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Apabila memanggil akan engkau dua orang ibu bapamu, maka jawablah panggilan ibumu dahulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Wanita yang taat berkhidmat kepada suaminya akan tertutup pintu-pintu neraka dan terbuka pintu-pintu syurga. Masuklah dari mana-mana pintu yang dia kehendaki dengan tidak dihisab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Wanita yang taat akan suaminya, semua ikan-ikan di laut, burung di udara, malaikat di langit, matahari dan bulan, semuanya beristighfar baginya selama mana dia taat kepada suaminya dan direkannya (serta menjaga sembahyang dan puasanya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Aisyah r.a. berkata “Aku bertanya kepada Rasulullah S.A.W., siapakah ang lebih besar haknya&lt;br /&gt;terhadap wanita? Jawab baginda, “Suaminya.” “Siapa pula berhak terhadap lelaki?” Jawab Rasulullah&lt;br /&gt;S.A.W.”Ibunya.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Perempuan apabila sembahyang lima waktu, puasa sebulan Ramadan, memelihara kehormatannya serta taat akan suaminya, masuklah dia dari pintu syurga mana sahaja yang dia kehendaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Tiap perempuan yang menolong suaminya dalam urusan agama, maka Allah S.W.T. memasukkan dia ke dalam syurga lebih dahulu daripada suaminya (10,000 tahun).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Apabila seseorang perempuan mengandung janin dalam rahimnya, maka beristighfarlah para malaikat untuknya. Allah S.W.T. mencatatkan baginya setiap hari dengan 1,000 kebaikan dan menghapuskan darinya 1,000 kejahatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Apabila seseorang perempuan mulai sakit hendak bersalin, maka Allah S.W.T. mencatatkan baginya pahala orang yang berjihad pada jalan Allah S.W.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Apabila seseorang perempuan melahirkan anak, keluarlah dia daripada dosa-dosa seperti keadaan ibunya melahirkannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Apabila telah lahir (anak) lalu disusui, maka bagi ibu itu setiap satu tegukan daripada susunya diberi satu kebajikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Apabila semalaman (ibu) tidak tidur dan memelihara anaknya yang sakit, maka Allah S.W.T. memberinya pahala seperti memerdekakan 70 orang hamba dengan ikhlas untuk membela agama Allah S.W.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Seorang wanita solehah adalah lebih baik daripada 70 orang lelaki Saleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Seorang wanita yang jahat adalah lebih buruk daripada 1,000 lelaki yang jahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. 2 rakaat shalat dari wanita yang hamil adalah lebih baik daripada 80 rakaat solat wanita yang tidak hamil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Wanita yang memberi minum susu kepada anaknya daripada badannya (susu badan) akan dapat satu pahala daripada tiap-tiap titik susu yang diberikannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Wanita yang melayan dengan baik suami yang pulang ke rumah di dalam keadaan letih akan mendapat pahala jihad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Wanita yang melihat suaminya dengan kasih sayang dan suami yang melihat isterinya dengan kasih sayang akan dipandang Allah dengan penuh rahmat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Wanita yang menyebabkan suaminya keluar dan berjuang ke jalan Allah dan kemudian menjaga adab rumah tangganya akan masuk syurga 500 tahun lebih awal daripada suaminya, akan menjadi ketua 70,000 malaikat dan bidadari dan wanita itu akan dimandikan di dalam syurga, dan menunggu suaminya dengan menunggang kuda yang dibuat daripada yakut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Wanita yang tidak cukup tidur pada malam hari kerana menjaga anak yang sakit akan diampunkan oleh Allah akan seluruh dosanya dan bila dia hiburkan hati anaknya Allah memberi 12 tahun pahala ibadat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Wanita yang memerah susu binatang dengan “bismillah” akan didoakan oleh binatang itu dengan doa keberkatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Wanita yang menguli tepung gandum dengan “bismillah”, Allah akan berkatkan rezekinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Wanita yang menyapu lantai dengan berzikir akan mendapat pahala seperti meyapu lantai di baitullah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Wanita yang hamil akan dapat pahala berpuasa pada siang hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Wanita yang hamil akan dapat pahala beribadat pada malam hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Wanita yang bersalin akan mendapat pahala 70 tahun solat dan puasa dan setiap kesakitan pada satu uratnya Allah mengurniakan satu pahala haji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Sekiranya wanita mati dalam masa 40 hari selepas bersalin, dia akan dikira sebagai mati syahid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Jika wanita melayani suami tanpa khianat akan mendapat pahala 12 tahun solat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Jika wanita menyusui anaknya sampai cukup tempoh (2 1/2 tahun), maka malaikat-malaikat di langit akan khabarkan berita bahawa syurga wajib baginya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Jika wanita memberi susu badannya kepada anaknya yang menangis, Allah akan memberi pahala satu tahun solat dan puasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Jika wanita memijit suami tanpa disuruh akan mendapat pahala 7 tola emas dan jika wanita memijit suami bila disuruh akan mendapat pahala 7 tola perak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Wanita yang meninggal dunia dengan keredhaan suaminya akan memasuki syurga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Jika suami mengajarkan isterinya satu masalah akan mendapat pahala 80 tahun ibadat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Semua orang akan dipanggil untuk melihat wajah Allah di akhirat, tetapi Allah akan datang sendiri kepada wanita yang memberati auratnya yaitu memakai purdah di dunia ini dengan istiqamah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekuatan Doa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam kitab Fiqhus Sirah karya Syekh Muhammad al-Ghazali, Imam Muslim meriwayatkan bahwa sewaktu Perang Badar, Rasulullah SAW berdoa di dalam kemah. Rasulullah berdoa dengan penuh khusyuk dan merendah diri seraya menengadahkan kedua telapak tangannya ke langit memohon supaya diberi kekuatan untuk mengalahkan musuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di antara doa yang beliau ucapkan adalah: ”Ya Allah, kalau pasukan kaum Muslimin ini sampai binasa, maka Engkau tidak akan disembah lagi oleh manusia di muka bumi ini.” Kemudian beliau memperkeras suaranya, ”Ya Allah, tunaikanlah janji yang telah Engkau berikan kepadaku, ya Allah pertolongan-Mu ya Allah!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliau mengangkat kedua belah tangannya sedemikian tinggi hingga burdahnya jatuh dari pundaknya tanpa disadarinya, sehingga Abu Bakar menyampirkan kembali burdah itu di atas pundak beliau seraya berkata dengan perasaan haru, ”Ya Rasulallah, kurangilah kesedihan Anda dalam berdoa kepada Allah! Allah pasti akan memenuhi janji yang telah diberikan kepada Anda!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di tengah begitu banyaknya musibah dan bencana yang menerpa dan mendera bangsa Indonesia saat ini, baik itu berupa krisis ekonomi, politik, hukum, dan moral, serta bencana alam berupa banjir, kebakaran hutan, kemarau panjang, pertumpahan darah di banyak wilayah negeri ini, serta musibah-musibah lainnya, kisah di atas selayaknya dapat memberikan pelajaran kepada kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doa itu senjata dan kekuatan orang beriman (HR Al-Hakim dari Ali bin Abi Thalib). Ibnu Qayyim mengatakan, ”Jika perisai doamu lebih kuat dari musibah maka ini akan menolaknya, tetapi jika musibah lebih kuat dari perisai doamu, maka ia akan menimpamu, namun doa itu sedikitnya tetap akan mengurangi efeknya. Dan jika perisai doamu seimbang dengan kekuatan musibah, maka keduanya akan bertarung.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak ada gunanya waspada menghadapi takdir, namun doa bermanfaat menghadapi takdir sebelum dan sesudah ia turun dan sesungguhnya ketika musibah itu ditakdirkan turun dari langit maka ia akan segera disambut oleh doa di bumi lalu keduanya bertarung sampai hari kiamat (HR Ahmad, al-Hakim dan Thabarani).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah kekuatan doa, ketika segala daya dan upaya telah kita lakukan untuk mengatasi berbagai macam persoalan kehidupan, maka sudah selayaknya kita tetap berdoa kepada Allah SWT. Ketika seorang sahabat Rasulullah selalu langsung meninggalkan masjid setelah selesai shalat tanpa berdoa, Nabi pun menegurnya dengan pertanyaan, ”Apakah kamu sama sekali tidak mempunyai kebutuhan kepada Allah?” Sahabat itu pun terperanjat dan mulai memahami arti doa, maka setelah itu ia pun rajin berdoa kepada Allah. ”Bahkan,” katanya di kemudian hari, ”garam pun kuminta kepada Allah SWT.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, marilah kita berdoa, sebagaimana yang diperintahkan di dalam firman-Nya, ”Dan Tuhanmu berkata, ‘berdoalah kepada-Ku niscaya akan Kupenuhi permintaanmu’.” (QS Al Ghafir ayat 60)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Click the Title will direct you to the original source of post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.al-azim.com/%7Eberingin/agama/doawanita.htm" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this),"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-2746469120622875982?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.al-azim.com/~beringin/agama/doawanita.htm' title='Doa Seorang Wanita'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/2746469120622875982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=2746469120622875982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2746469120622875982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2746469120622875982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/03/doa-seorang-wanita.html' title='Doa Seorang Wanita'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-4633786461298395353</id><published>2010-03-17T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T02:23:16.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom'/><title type='text'>A Piece of Note for Him</title><content type='html'>Hawa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai engkau masih remaja… Jadilah anak yang solehah buat kedua ibu bapamu, Andai engkau sudah bersuami… Jadilah isteri yang meringankan beban suamimu, Andai engkau masih ibu… didiklah anakmu sehingga dia tidak gentar memperjuangkan ad-din Allah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hawa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai engkau belum berkahwin jangan kau risau jodohmu. Ingatlah Hawa janji Tuhan kita…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Wanita yang baik adalah untuk lelaki yang baik.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan dimulakan sebuah pertemuan dengan lelaki yang bukan muhrim kerana aku khuatir dari mata jatuh ke hati, maka lahirnya senyuman maka tercetusnya salam dan sekaligus disususli dengan pertemuan… takut lahirnya nafsu kejahatan yang menguasai diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lelaki yang baik tidak melihat paras rupa. Tidak memilih wanita melalui keseksiannnya, tidak menilai wanita melalui keayuannya, kemanjaannya serta kemampuannya mengoncang iman lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi lelaki yang baik akan menilai wanita melalui akhlaknya, peribadinya dan yang penting pegangan agamanya. Lelaki yang baik tidak menginginkan pertemuan dengan wanita yang bukan muhrimnya kerana dia takut memberi kesempatan kepada syaitan untuk mengodanya. Lelaki yang baik tidak mahu bermain cinta kerana dia tahu apa matlamat dalam sebuah pertemuan lelaki dan wanita yakni sebuah perkahwinan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh itu Hawa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jagalah pandanganmu, awasilah auratmu, peliharalah akhlakmu, kuatkan pendirianmu. Andai ditakdirkan tiada cinta daripada Adam untukmu, cukuplah hanya cinta Allah memenuhi dan menyinari kekosongna jiwamu, biarlah hanya cinta daripada kedua ibu bapamu yang memberi hangatan kebahagiaan buat dirimu, cukuplah sekadar cinta adik- beradik serta keluarga yang membahagiakan dirimu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cintailah Allah di kala susah dan senang kerana kau akan memperolehi cinta daripada insan yang juga menyintai Allah. Cintailah kedua ibu bapamu kerana kau akan perolehi keredhaan Allah. Cintailah keluargamu kerana kau tak akan jumpa cinta yang bahagia selain dari cinta keluarga. Janganlah sesekali tangan yang mengoncang dunia juga yang mengoncang iman lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolong sampaikan pada si dia…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong beritahu si dia aku ada pesanan buatnya…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong beritahu si dia, cinta agung adalah cintaNya…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong beritahu si dia, cinta manusia bakal membuatnya alpa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolong nasihati sia dia, jangan menyintaiku lebih dari dia menyintai Yang Maha Esa…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong nasihati si dia, jangan mengingatiku lebih dari dia mengingati Yang Maha Kuasa…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong nasihati si dia, jangan mendoakanku lebih dari dia mendoakan ibu bapanya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tolong katakan pada si dia, dahulukan Allah kerana di situ ada syurga…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong katakan pada si dia, dahulukan ibu bapanya kerana di telapak itu syurganya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolong ingatkan si dia. Aku terpikat kerana imannya bukan rupa…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong ingatkan si dia. Aku lebih cintakan zuhudnya bukan harta…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong ingatkan si dia aku kasihinya kerana santunnya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolong tegur si dia, bila dia mula mengagungkan cinta manusia…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong tegur si dia, bila dia tenggelam dalam angan-angannya…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong tegur si dia, andai nafsu mengawal fikirannya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolong sedarkan si dia. Aku milik Yang Maha Esa…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong sedarkan si dia. Aku masih milik keluarga…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong sedarkan si dia, tanggungjawabnya besar kepada keluarganya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolong sabarkan si dia, usah ucap cinta di kala cita-cita belum terlaksana…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong sabarkan si dia, andai diri ini enggan dirapati kerana menjaga batasan cinta…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong sabarkan si dia, bila jarak mejadi penyebab bertambah rindunya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolong pesan padanya. Aku tidak mahu menjadi fitnah besar kepadanya...&lt;br /&gt;Tolong pesan padanya. Aku tak mahu menjadi punca kegagalannya…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong pesan padanya aku membiarkan Yang Esa menjaga dirinya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolong khabarkan pada si dia. Aku tidak mahu melekakan dia…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong khabarkan pada si dia. Aku mahu dia berjaya dalam impian dan cita-citanya...&lt;br /&gt;Tolong khabarkan pada si dia, jadilah penyokong dalam kejayaanku…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolong sampaikan pada si dia. Aku mendambakan cinta suci yang terjaga...&lt;br /&gt;Tolong sampaikan pada si dia, cinta kerana Allah tidak ternilai harganya…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong sampaikan pada si dia, hubungan ini terjaga selagi dia menjaga hubungan dengan Yang Maha Kuasa…&lt;br /&gt;Tolong sampaikan kepada si dia kerana aku tidak mampu memberitahunya sendiri…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya engkau Ya Allah mengetahui siapa si dia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moga pesananku sampai padanya walau aku sendiri tidak mengetahui siapa dan dimana si dia…&lt;br /&gt;Moga dia bagai seekor lebah yang sentiasa memuji keagungan Yang Maha Kuasa memasuki taman larangan dengan sopan santunnya dan bertemu mawar berduri yang terjaga oleh tuannya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simpanlah pesanan ku ini sehingga engkau bertemu diriku suatu hari nanti…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-4633786461298395353?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/4633786461298395353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=4633786461298395353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4633786461298395353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4633786461298395353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/03/piece-of-note-for-him.html' title='A Piece of Note for Him'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-4390093492528414472</id><published>2010-03-12T10:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T10:34:08.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>The Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; 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I like it the first time I lay my eyes on it. It's dark and mysteriously sexy in its own way I can't tell you how. My heart was drawn towards it and it still does. I then finally make my own research about ipod, u know get to know it a lil' bit better, find what i like about it, its qualities and I realised how much I want it so badly. Before 2009, I can only admire from afar, and then in the beginning of the new year last year, I finally bought it, you know, make it as your own friend. Me and this sexy ipod clicked pretty well, I get to play with it, that we are almost inseperable, just like best friend. I love every single time I spend with it. I see and play ipod almost every single day to a point where I lost my own priority. I started to make ipod as my priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards exam period, my relationship with ipod was beginning to peak. It was as if there was a chemistrical spark between me and my ipod which I can't fully understand it myself, even now, I don't even know how to describe it. Gradually, I realised that...I was in love with this ipod, which I regarded as a best friend. It was the greatest feeling ever. I am in love with my bestfriend, my ipod :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 months after, i lost my ipod. And with it, I lost my bestfriend :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how and I most certainly didn't forsee it happening. I tell you, losing your bestfriend is not the greatest feeling ever. It feels like losing member of your family. It hurts. Big time. All what is left with you are just memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late 2009, when I came back to glasgow, I slowly traced my steps back, searching for this ipod. And with God's will, Alhamdullillah, I found it. My prayer has been answered. If you asked me, few months earlier, I wouldn't imagine myself to find this special ipod again. Ever since I lost it, it has never been the same between me and my ipod anymore. My ipod does not love me anymore. We are not even like bestfriend anymore. Or like friend for that matter. It's as if ipod is like a person, who you were closed with, a bestfriend for example, who had lost interest in you after a huge argument (that involves a lot of assumptions, misunderstanding and misconfrontations), that the bestfriend just give up on you, refusing to mend things alright again with you. You know what i mean? Bear in mind, this is just metaphorically speaking. And at that particular time, it feels like you're almost unworthy to be regarded as a friend. Not just to my ipod, but to any other ipod/stuffs you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2010 now. I supposed my relationship with ipod has improved, but its not quite there yet. I ocassionally play with it, and I have to admit, I still love ipod, eventhough its not the same anymore. Everytime i spend time with it, it would make my heart wrenched and sad, that me and ipod had lost that close connection we got before. Maybe its just me, but I feel ipod doesn't like me anymore. I'm starting to think the only reason I get to play with my ipod again is because someone else brings me to play with it. If it was up to the ipod itself, I don't think I stand a chance to be able to play with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku masih sayang ipod ku. But ipod ku inda sayang aku lagi :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was reading through my old text messages from my old phone and I found some sweet messages from this, a once, close best of friend of mine who reminds me of ipod. Funny thing right, how can you compare an ipod to a person, but it's a fact. Reading those messages make me want my ipod back even more. I got it back alright, but I don't really necessary get to see and play it as often as I would like to. I ever wonder what's gonna happen to me and my ipod. I mean i lost it before, so tough luck, i supposed at that time we don't have the fate. But then, slowly and gradually, i found myself drawn back to this same ipod. Does that means there's fate for us after all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444943611465948450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S5BTXbd13SI/AAAAAAAAB7w/i4ybBgDa-V8/s320/newipodnanoreview.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess I just have to let God decides. I can only pray right? :) and afterall, its just a freaking ipod!!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-4180370395117685191?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/4180370395117685191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=4180370395117685191&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4180370395117685191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4180370395117685191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-love-story-with-ipod.html' title='My love story with ipod'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S5BTXbd13SI/AAAAAAAAB7w/i4ybBgDa-V8/s72-c/newipodnanoreview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-6615434229481538677</id><published>2010-03-01T00:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T01:51:28.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>1 Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S4qhqoWjr2I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/S2JsGXBHZtc/s320/P1050036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443340853389274978" /&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 style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wish I still have the passion to blog. I lost mine. Everytime I do blog, I thought, I am gonna relive that passion back into me, but honestly, I just couldn't be bothered to make the time anymore. Haiya~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention that my brother came to visit me last December and stayed here for almost 3 months here in Glasgow? Well, he did. It was awesome having someone back home coming to you, makes a huge difference in my life here. All the homesickness gone, pooofff! just like that. Unfortunately, like any other happy stories in my life, this one had to end too :'( Bro went back to Brunei officially a week ago. Yeap, I didn't take it easy. Even now a week has gone, I still miss him. It's weird, 2 months are not that long really, but to me, it feels like he has been here for ages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss him. Terribly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S4qhrDc_VUI/AAAAAAAAB7g/O_3gNG5kfro/s320/P1050076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443340860664010050" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;his designated shelf&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to come back after being in uni/hospital the whole day, finding him in a dark room, still in bed, sleeping soundly. I was so used to seeing him in my studying chair, surfing the net, downloading the latest series. I missed the nights we spent together, eating dinner while watching the latest episodes of chuck / big bang theory or american idol or many other series. It was like a normal routine of ours, especially after the holiday was over. I missed smelling his man-ly scent after shower :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took it really hard after he was gone. I went crazy just like a girl who just got dumped / left by her boyfriend. Macam orang putus cinta berabis. I kept one of his sleeping T shirt with me to sleep. I still haven't washed his bath towel coz it still has his smell on it (thank god i gave him a fresh towel to used with last time he took a shower!). I even kept the last can of POKKA and  RED BULL he drank before he left (believe it or not, I went crazy to the extent that I took that red bull can from the trash!). Saved all the post-it-notes he kept to write the guitar chords of some songs he learnt. In summary, I missed him badly :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S4qhqYuJt-I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/FGUUZDGZrDc/s320/P1040986.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443340849193269218" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;one of the things he likes to do before sleeping&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried most of the nights (yeap, i still do) over the smallest silliest thing. I lost my appetite to eat, i haven't been eating proper meal for a week now except for munching on pringles / snacks. A WEEK! Imagine that :S I don't go out from my room / the flat unless I have to during these past few days. This weekend really sucks a lot! I used to bring him out for dinner / watch movies with couple of friends, but now I just couldn't be bothered to go. E actually planned to bring me out for a movie, but I instead slept early, thinking that I could avoid being dragged out of the room, only finding myself being awake the whole entire night after that, sobbing over small things :S Just recently, I was like doing work and browsing through this anatomy book, and guess what? There he was, in a piece of paper in between pages of the book. It was a sketch of him which he took during the IRN BRU Carnival last December. I cried my ass off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So moral of the story is...never ever think that having your family members around to visit you here is a good thing. Yes, you'll be estatic and happy while they're around, but once they leave you, it really sucks a lot. So not awesome. At all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S4qhrcFpR0I/AAAAAAAAB7o/oNl9AbsN22o/s320/P1050071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443340867276982082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me and him before he left :'(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/24179459-6615434229481538677?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/6615434229481538677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=6615434229481538677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6615434229481538677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6615434229481538677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2010/03/1-week.html' title='1 Week'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/S4qhqoWjr2I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/S2JsGXBHZtc/s72-c/P1050036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-1530426457906452771</id><published>2009-12-05T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T01:55:55.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Laugh VS Tears</title><content type='html'>Nope. It's not the SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder). I just happened to go through some rough times adapting to my "newly transformed" social circle. I thought it must be the grey dark season that's causing me to become "teary". But nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because today, I and my ever-so-loving bestfriend E noted that I am mildly depressed. Maybe I knew it all along, but believe me, knowing and accepting that you're depressed when you are already in a tough shitty state, is the last thing you want to acknowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms are there. Just realised it myself. For one thing, the insomniac nights, waking up in the middle of the night and difficulties getting back to sleep.Then, there's that bouts of teary episodes over superficially small things. Losing appetite. Lack of interest in doing things I like doing - msn-ing, fb-ing, watching series. Inability to concentrate while doing work. Wanting to stay in bed all the time, shielding from outside world. Not wanting to be around close friends. Point of the matter is, I, Farah, hereby would like to say that I am mildly depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny isn't it how things have turned. Banar jua nya orang tua2 atu, ketawa2 jangan lebih2 sampai inda ingat dunia, nanti menangis jadinya. True. So true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being, I think I am just going to "try" hard to look at brighter side of everything, although the chances of that for now is nil. But then again, I will pray that I will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my old self. So, I think I am going to be okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-1530426457906452771?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/1530426457906452771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=1530426457906452771&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1530426457906452771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1530426457906452771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/12/laugh-vs-tears.html' title='Laugh VS Tears'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7706371940214032731</id><published>2009-12-04T10:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T10:39:39.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>It's 2:39 am</title><content type='html'>I feel exhausted and really utterly drained from all the crying.  It's like a recurrent theme lately. If it's not to do with my friends-vs-emotion dilemma, then it would be because I'm just homesick. For weeks I've been feeling restless. If I do get to sleep, chances are that I'll be awake in the middle of the night. I started sleeping in Edah's room, 2 days udah. And even so, I still can't sleep. Been making myself busy to distract myself - doing works, praying, watching series (which btw I'm running out of) and if not, ipod-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so tired and low mood. The only that keeps me going is Edah. I don't know what I would do if you're not here with me E. Thanks *hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-7706371940214032731?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7706371940214032731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7706371940214032731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7706371940214032731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7706371940214032731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-239-am.html' title='It&apos;s 2:39 am'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7119284492481173323</id><published>2009-12-04T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T02:01:09.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>There's this saying that says - you won't know that your friends are really your true friends until you come to a point in that relationship where you both come into a huge disagreement / an argument. Because just then you will realised each other's true colours. And when that time happens, there are 2 things that can take place:&lt;br /&gt;1) They will leave you - just because they've seen your flaws and they just don't see themselves accepting that part of you&lt;br /&gt;2) They will stick by you - because you are worth being friend with no matter how ugly your flaws are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I've made quite a number of close friends this year. Close enough that you can almost call them your bestfriends. Those friends that you spend almost 24/7 with, those who you laugh and cry with, whom you can easily confide in, whether its small disgusting / big personal matters. Those friends that you put first before you -  sampai sanggup tane melupakan susah2 tane asal dorang tane dulukan, because we know they would do the same to you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I am beginning to question myself about this. It seems like my close friends are drifting apart from me and it scares the eff out of me. Truthfully, I feel abandoned. At first I thought it was just coming from me alone, my insecurity get the best of me. I supposed it's because I've lost a really dear good friend once.  And ever since that, I started to feel insecure and fear that my other close friends are going to leave me too. I'm not naive. I am aware that my friends have their own lives to live too, they won't be there with you all the time. Long after, they will forget about you. That's just it. I thought that close or best friends don't simply forget each other, just like that, no matter how busy you are. You stick by each other. You don't need them to physically be with you 24/7, but at least you're in their thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I am just too selfish to want the same amount of commitment as I give to my friends. Not all people are like you afterall, sanggup bekarih2 kan susah payah for your friends. Not all people can give that much amount of sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I am the culprit here, pushing everyone away from me. Because I feel that I've been doing that a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure that I know of. I love my friends. Even if they don't love as much and as equally as I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-7119284492481173323?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7119284492481173323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7119284492481173323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7119284492481173323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7119284492481173323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/12/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7480969404954733856</id><published>2009-11-27T11:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T11:58:18.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Construction-in-Progress'/><title type='text'>Under-construction</title><content type='html'>This blog is being surgically repaired at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-7480969404954733856?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7480969404954733856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7480969404954733856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7480969404954733856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7480969404954733856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/11/under-construction.html' title='Under-construction'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-932140892688664968</id><published>2009-09-19T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T22:43:56.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>Assalammualaikum everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to wish you all Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri and I do hope everyone had a very meaningful and great Ramadhan. Can't help but feel tearful everytime Ramadhan is about to end and Raya is coming. Sedih tearful pasal mengenangkan allahyarham nini laki yg akan kembali pulang ke kubur as Syawal begins. Sedih mengenangkan ibunda ayahanda yg dirumah sibuk letih menyediakan rumah untuk Raya. Sedih mengenangkan abang and adikku yang dirumah sentiasa mengacauku. Sedih mengenangkan suasana bulan Ramadhan and Raya diBrunei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, no time to be sad now. Happy happy thoughts. Life's too short to reminisce all those sad moments and things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah kamu, i hulurkan 10 jari memohon maaf zahir dan batin for any wrongdoings from my part. Let us all forgive and forget and i hope everyone have a beautiful wonderful raya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasalam..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-932140892688664968?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/932140892688664968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=932140892688664968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/932140892688664968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/932140892688664968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-847699044389466838</id><published>2009-08-03T05:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T05:33:28.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ipod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Something I love to share :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/w5_v6MkKxV/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/w5_v6MkKxV/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; 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Yet, so many little huge things happened. Stucked at home, self-banning from exposing myself in public places too much has turned me into this fun size turtle who keeps shelving into its fun-size shell. It made me realise how much I have underestimate my so-called life as a 23 year old girl. Tossing and turning on the bed, going back and forth to my fun size (which has gone back to my lap yesterday) laptops and my mac to check my fb notifications, catching up with Scoffield's genius ways to fight his freedom - those have become my daily past times, my pathetic attempt to make use of "holiday" in Brunei. It's kinda frustrating really, I realised I've forgotten how to have fun in Brunei, I've forgotten that there's so much things in life, my life, than reminiscing past histories or being sad about something that you know you could move on from or being in love, I've forgotten what I used to like to do and I've forgotten I am still young and alive. I've forgotten. And it's a shitty feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get a life, my life back. I desperately need to get my focus back, preoccupy myself with the things I love doing. Medicine, movies, music, hanging out with the lil brats, with my cousins and close friends, hiking and entertaining my bully brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-4777001983846452035?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/4777001983846452035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=4777001983846452035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4777001983846452035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4777001983846452035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/07/playing-mediocre-game.html' title='Playing The Mediocre Game'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-6507537730282025963</id><published>2009-06-29T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:30:13.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunei'/><title type='text'>Who's back???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am baby~ I am ;)&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/24179459-6507537730282025963?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/6507537730282025963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=6507537730282025963&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6507537730282025963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6507537730282025963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/06/whos-back.html' title='Who&apos;s back???'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-8713119257804844961</id><published>2009-05-26T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:25:01.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SSC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>The Not-So Relaxing Part...Back to Work</title><content type='html'>Yes, I did finished my exam 3 days ago, but today I'm back to work - SSM :S wawawa boringnyer... But i'm so not gonna think like this otherwise I ended up regretting staying here. It's just for a month, then I'm going back home to my sweet sweet home Brunei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to new stuffs, working in the rheumatology clinic should be fun. Plus, it's in the city so who knows I might go window shopping after hospital. And who knows maybe I finish early today, afterall the doc says its a meeting. If not pun, time will flies, so if I enjoy it, it'll be more worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go btw...off to work~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-8713119257804844961?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/8713119257804844961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=8713119257804844961&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/8713119257804844961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/8713119257804844961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-so-relaxing-partback-to-work.html' title='The Not-So Relaxing Part...Back to Work'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-5506143977719853033</id><published>2009-05-26T04:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:20:03.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>The Relaxing Part...Post - Exam</title><content type='html'>Hey all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exam is finally over!!!! Time does flies. OSCE exam was fun, a bit challenging but nothing that I haven't done before, so hopefully mudahan ja pass, aminn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last exam was last Friday - the OSCE part II. Unfortunately that time my exam circuit was at 1:20pm, Edah and Syuk's exams were in the morning - lucky farts :P Who cares now, exam is already done and over with. So right after exam, I went to this bbq party organised by the bruscot peeps. Had fun, food was great although I wish I get to change my exam "clinic" clothes to something more comfortable. So there I was, with E, wearing our smart clothes..so not ideal. LOL. We had to rush back home after to help Edah and Syuk pack - they're leaving the next day back to Brunei - so imagine how rushing tat is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, me, nizam and al went to send Edah and Syuk to the airport. I feel a bit sad, knowing I will be all alone in the flat. Usually if dorang nada dirumah pun, I know they're still here with me, but I have to admit, I miss them eventhough lately jarang hangout sama dorang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, spending my weekend alone. Went shopping yesterday to stock up my kitchen and bought some new stuffs to wear. Today, I thought I just spend time at home, rehat before I start my SSM tomorrow. Yes, I'll be starting my module right away, no time to waste ey.. Somehow, I guess I've gotten use to having the flat alone now, did a lot of stuffs to fill my pathetic 2-days holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Cleaning the flat and my room&lt;br /&gt;2) Organising my notes (which were all over the place masa exam)&lt;br /&gt;3) Baking my infamous pasta&lt;br /&gt;4) Making oreo truffles (which are now in the fridge - still waiting for the end-product)&lt;br /&gt;5) Watching movies online&lt;br /&gt;6) Talking to mum on the phones (she's been calling me more frequently these days, ingau lah tu)&lt;br /&gt;7) Watching movie at the cinema (more of this in the future)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember what else I did..will post more stuffs..cya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-5506143977719853033?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/5506143977719853033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=5506143977719853033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5506143977719853033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5506143977719853033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/05/relaxing-partpost-exam.html' title='The Relaxing Part...Post - Exam'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-2373837216863308138</id><published>2009-05-18T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:11:12.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>EXAM Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My D Day has arrived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck~&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/24179459-2373837216863308138?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/2373837216863308138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=2373837216863308138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2373837216863308138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2373837216863308138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/05/exam-day.html' title='EXAM Day'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-9090360994073681582</id><published>2009-05-12T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:24:57.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Exam Fever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Sglb7-3UWYI/AAAAAAAAB6s/x7guuMiqhF4/s1600-h/studying-boh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Sglb7-3UWYI/AAAAAAAAB6s/x7guuMiqhF4/s200/studying-boh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334896319642491266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the Exam Season again! My first time ever to sit for exam here in Glasgow. We didn't have one last semester because apparently it's conducted every end of the term - which kinda have its own good and bad points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good - Relaxing December holiday :))))&lt;br /&gt;Bad - A lot to cover at the end of the term :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, like I always do every exam season, my bodyclock is soo screwed up that morning has become my night time where I went to sleep while my night time is my peak "belajaring" time. I was supposed to have this OSCE practice with the rest of the groups this morning and I couldn't wake up that I missed it. Shyte. Sorry E~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my exam schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th MAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19th MAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20th MAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OSCE Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Royal Alexandra Hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22nd MAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OSCE Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Faculty of Medicine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;FYI I have 32 Cases to cover, all of which I have covered in IM UBD last time, so I'm praying that this time my revision would be running smoothly and easy peasy. I guess the revising part is the least of my concern, its the motivation and will to study as well as the effort you need to stay awake throughout the revision phase are what seems to be the most challenging thing I have to battle with. I have to say I haven't covered as much as I wanted to..but I definitely will cover them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Far! You CAN DO THIS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-9090360994073681582?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/9090360994073681582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=9090360994073681582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/9090360994073681582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/9090360994073681582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/05/exam-fever.html' title='Exam Fever...'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Sglb7-3UWYI/AAAAAAAAB6s/x7guuMiqhF4/s72-c/studying-boh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-4981516056345510159</id><published>2009-04-25T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:51:24.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SSC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Medical Stuffs...</title><content type='html'>We have this project which I have to do after exam called Student Selected Component (SSC) which is more or less like this thing we did back in IM, Special Study Module (SSM). It is a 5-weeks research study where we get to do any research topic we want - for eg last time in my 2nd year, I did a research on Obesity Prevention Program in Primary Schools in Brunei. So we are allowed to do this SSC anywhere we want, Edah and Syuk are going to do theirs in Brunei while me, I've decided to do mine here, in Glasgow. Bukan inda mau balik or anything, but I thought it would be wiser for me to do this here, 'widening my horizon', plus I've done this before in Brunei, so why not in Glasgow. Anyhow, I'm going back to Brunei for my electives jua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decision made. I'm staying for another month to do this. Next is choosing the topic. Actually, I want to do something related to Obs and Gyne, self-proposed my own topic. Regretfully, I've been "busy" with other things, so I resort to choosing the modules the medical schools provided instead. My first option was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gynecological Cancer Research&lt;/span&gt; --&gt; which I did get!!! Surprised and speechless I was, because I'm sure there were hundreds others who want this as well, but I got it. So I was happy and super duper excited you know with this news...but unfortunately, the good happy me died when I was told that the supervisor cancelled the module because they're having some dept and staff changes and hence weren't able to accomodate me! WAWAWAWA...To make things worst, my 2nd and 3rd options were cancelled too! WAWAWAWA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, I emailed the coordinator, asking for modules which are conducted in a hospital nearby. Seriously, I don't want to be doing a project which requires me to travel and commute long distance. If i've known this, I would have done this in Brunei inda ja? So there I was, emailing this Catherine lady, almost as if pleading to give me modules at nearby hospital. When i did got her email, she gave me this list of modules left available, and thank god...i mean really thank GOD I got few good options. So now, I've got everything sorted - I'll be doing something on Rheumatology and Connective Tissue Disease particularly Systemic Lupus Erythematosus (SLE). It's not that bad really...infact more organised than my former module. And good thing about it, I get to go to the hospital via shuttle bus - meaning its free!!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know this one kinda boring to read but i thought it might be useful for those who are doing medicine as well. Afterall, my blog is called Farah's Anatomy and Physiology...so I'm sure ppl were expecting something medical out of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah eyh, gotta go. Need to go to library do my report :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-4981516056345510159?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/4981516056345510159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=4981516056345510159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4981516056345510159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4981516056345510159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/04/medical-stuffs.html' title='Medical Stuffs...'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7602808570463191315</id><published>2009-04-21T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T02:12:28.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Horror Movies Marathon</title><content type='html'>It's Monday. It's the start of the week which I promised myself to start my revision. I will. Later when the sun's down :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a resuscitation sessions this afternoon with Edah @ Victoria Infirmary. It was alright, less intense than I had expected it to be. Revisited the Basic Life Support including the use of Ambo mask and defibrillator and also had a feel of how the OSCE Resuscitation will be tested. Apparently the medical students here were not asked to go for some sort of BLS / First Aid Training like those that were required when I was in IM. Owh well, a good revision for us i supposed. It turned out my BLS certificate expires this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Sey64PmN-nI/AAAAAAAAB6k/1m7zQ9vcIcI/s1600-h/exorcism_of_emily_rose_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Sey64PmN-nI/AAAAAAAAB6k/1m7zQ9vcIcI/s200/exorcism_of_emily_rose_ver2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326837934694726258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh yea, almost forgot what I wanted to blog about. Last weekend, I've been watching a series of horror movies LOL. Watched The Exorcism of Emily Rose - a good horror movie, didn't get to watch this last time and was fascinated how good the actress were...gosh...scary. Even watched bits and pieces of the original exorcism movie - The Exorcist, which was equally good. The funny thing is that watching the exorcism was bad enough to scare me and I still crave for malay horror movies. Seen Anak, the movie by Erra Fazira, not that scary la, reminds me of Ju-On but some scary scenes still stucked with me :S What else...watched one zombie-ish movie, and few other malay horror movies that I've seen before. The marathon was getting to me that it went to a point where my guy friends had to accompany me to go to the loo! (nothing kinky, jadi bodyguard dluar pintu saja hahaha). During those 3 days of horror marathon, I have been sleeping with companies...I wonder how it would be tonight .. :S happy happy thoughts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-7602808570463191315?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7602808570463191315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7602808570463191315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7602808570463191315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7602808570463191315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/04/horror-movies-marathon.html' title='Horror Movies Marathon'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Sey64PmN-nI/AAAAAAAAB6k/1m7zQ9vcIcI/s72-c/exorcism_of_emily_rose_ver2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-2210510915383136044</id><published>2009-04-19T02:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T02:49:21.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><title type='text'>Stories yet to be told...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Seoa8kwlmtI/AAAAAAAAB6c/1hLQOSKn1DA/s1600-h/DSCN3329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Seoa8kwlmtI/AAAAAAAAB6c/1hLQOSKn1DA/s320/DSCN3329.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326099137280973522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know...I didn't post anything about Paris. That's because after Paris, internet was down, and by the time it was up and running, I was busy entertaining some friends who came to visit Glasgow and as days goes along, I've run out of the mood to blog about it. Excuses...that's what I'm doing now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paris was lotsa fun - as you can see from the pictures I've uploaded on facebook recently. One complained why there's not a lot of pics of myself - that's because I haven't got the habit to take lotsa pics of myself yet. When I do take vain pics of myself, there must be someone, anyone, who would pop out in the pics. LOL. I have yet to upload more pics from my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paris is how I pictured it to be, although, to be honest, it wasn't as romantic as I thought it would be. Adalah...occasionally hehehe. Best thing about it is travelling with your friends...it's been a while since I've had a fun-tastic trip. Oooowh!!!! I've got to tell you this one - I've been french-ed (meaning flirted) by 3 french guys!!!! LOL. It was freaky, but weirdly something that I'm proud of hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, if anyone would like to know more - just ask away either through my blog post board / msn or simply comment thro' the pics ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ola~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-2210510915383136044?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/2210510915383136044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=2210510915383136044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2210510915383136044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2210510915383136044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/04/stories-yet-to-be-told.html' title='Stories yet to be told...'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Seoa8kwlmtI/AAAAAAAAB6c/1hLQOSKn1DA/s72-c/DSCN3329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-1637776799671655512</id><published>2009-04-16T19:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:28:49.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>My Book</title><content type='html'>Bought a desktop hard drive a week ago since I've been having laptop crisis, I figured I should get a huge one to back up my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SeccEx6BpdI/AAAAAAAAB6U/RAMMYLN4sK4/s1600-h/P1010257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SeccEx6BpdI/AAAAAAAAB6U/RAMMYLN4sK4/s320/P1010257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325255952830670290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Black, Sleek...Western Digital 1 TB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SeccErUxThI/AAAAAAAAB6M/0Hh6PMafjoM/s1600-h/P1010264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SeccErUxThI/AAAAAAAAB6M/0Hh6PMafjoM/s320/P1010264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325255951063797266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just like a match made in heaven ;)&lt;br /&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/24179459-1637776799671655512?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/1637776799671655512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=1637776799671655512&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1637776799671655512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1637776799671655512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-book.html' title='My Book'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SeccEx6BpdI/AAAAAAAAB6U/RAMMYLN4sK4/s72-c/P1010257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-5900418700670548450</id><published>2009-04-16T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:27:19.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye Easter~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 8:17 am and I am up and ready to go to uni...in 30 minutes.  My easter break was officially over yesterday, fortunately we only had afternoon Plenary sessions, so at least I can still get the pleasure to wake up late :) Was still in holiday mood, couldn't find my strength and source of motivation to get started especially when everyone around you is still having their holiday - well supposedly, its revision week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I figured you will see a lot of me this time around because when i procrastinate, i blog. LOL. I think almost everyone has started their revision because apparently my msn is pretty boring at the moment and my bodyclock seems to be corrupted especially since the daylight is getting longer. You see, I'm a night person, and seeing some daylight when it's already 8pm has caused me to "think" it is still early, and when it's dark, by then it's already quite late, like 10/11pm - and at these times, I am still up alert active motivated energetic, so how would you expect me to be alert and motivated to start the next day when I am up all night with that level of energy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told you, when I procrastinate, I blog. Even if it means to blog about nonsense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-5900418700670548450?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/5900418700670548450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=5900418700670548450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5900418700670548450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5900418700670548450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/04/bye-bye-easter.html' title='Bye Bye Easter~'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-5534818359557255091</id><published>2009-04-08T09:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T09:51:11.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Back From Paris~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's Back!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-5534818359557255091?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/5534818359557255091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=5534818359557255091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5534818359557255091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5534818359557255091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-from-paris.html' title='Back From Paris~'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-8693322501820988917</id><published>2009-03-31T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:06:02.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Glasgow blackouts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strange things happenned today. Flat kami tutup karan (lasting for about an hour), not just our flat, the whole building infact, even the shops downstairs were having the same problem. In fact, I called a friend of mine who lived few blocks away pun tutup karan. Even weirder, there's no service for my 02 line, not just mine, even my friends'! Bowhhhh, is the world coming to an end? (as jim's said)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-8693322501820988917?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/8693322501820988917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=8693322501820988917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/8693322501820988917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/8693322501820988917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/03/strange-things-happenned-today.html' title='Glasgow blackouts'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-292470391780550995</id><published>2009-03-30T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:00:05.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farewell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>My easter holiday so far ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SdDZ2IzSkFI/AAAAAAAAB5k/TETPBNI3GaE/s1600-h/P1000050.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pretty much unproductive... Beginning of last week, I went cruising around Byre's road and Great Western Road to buy toiletries for my Paris trip (syked!!!!) and bought few cheap books @ some charity shop. Also went to crash at a friend's place for 2 days  - doing nothing except giving him a mental physical support while he's revisioning lol - i was such a pest. Then I went to another friend's house during the weekend for Syikeen's farewell - she's leaving Glasgow for good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SdDZ2IzSkFI/AAAAAAAAB5k/TETPBNI3GaE/s1600-h/P1000050.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SdDZ25VWL1I/AAAAAAAAB50/VwJPpmUVkdw/s320/P1000040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318990697051074386" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is me in my lazy bum mode lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SdDZ3Rrk0RI/AAAAAAAAB6E/m0Nf33g8x5M/s320/P1000048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318990703586758930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my lil' trip to Little Italy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SdDZ2IzSkFI/AAAAAAAAB5k/TETPBNI3GaE/s320/P1000050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318990684023328850" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pestering around Jim's room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SdDZ26wxUCI/AAAAAAAAB5s/EAJDIk97Im0/s320/P1000053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318990697434533922" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;holiday is incomplete without food am i right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SdDZ3O_xSGI/AAAAAAAAB58/BJRpJcIIvAc/s320/P1000246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318990702866155618" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Farewell Kin~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are couple things that i've skipped, simply because I'm just too darn to lazy to post the pictures. LOL. Liat facebook saja k?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-292470391780550995?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/292470391780550995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=292470391780550995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/292470391780550995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/292470391780550995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/03/lil.html' title='My easter holiday so far ...'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SdDZ25VWL1I/AAAAAAAAB50/VwJPpmUVkdw/s72-c/P1000040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-5371278142687963405</id><published>2009-03-21T05:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T06:02:15.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farah'/><title type='text'>I'm an Emperor!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what I found!!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/ScQMNzT3FmI/AAAAAAAAB5c/cWdB-OC3HFo/s320/Farah_province_detail_map.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315386891455370850" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got myself a province in Afghanistan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay so what if the location is not ideal, at least I have a province (yes! a province) named after me! How awesome is that?? And even better, there's a river running through the city called The Farah River! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;More info on this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;it's one of the 34 provinces in Afghanistan, located west of the country&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it has a city named Farah ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;population of 338,000 ( I got a population!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;populated by Parsiwan/Farsiwan/Persian majority&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it has 11 districts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the city of Farah is a historical site as it has a citadel built by the famous Alexander The Great&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the culture is Partiarchal (concept used to refer to the expectation that men take primary responsibility for the welfare of the community as a whole) where tribal leaders are highly respected.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note: All my info are obtained from wikipedia (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Farah_Province"&gt;Farah Province&lt;/a&gt;) and (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Farah,_Afghanistan"&gt;Farah City&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;awesome isn't it??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-5371278142687963405?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/5371278142687963405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=5371278142687963405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5371278142687963405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5371278142687963405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-emperor.html' title='I&apos;m an Emperor!!!'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/ScQMNzT3FmI/AAAAAAAAB5c/cWdB-OC3HFo/s72-c/Farah_province_detail_map.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7191957223128653084</id><published>2009-03-21T04:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T05:30:32.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Why i'm happy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Reason 1) She's back~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/ScQG8B8tr2I/AAAAAAAAB5E/9IbXaqMvN3w/s320/pix(1581).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315381088589033314" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/ScQG70JoiCI/AAAAAAAAB48/iARtBgWxyHI/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315381084885125154" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/ScQG7eKkqLI/AAAAAAAAB40/8-ASqW3R7cg/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315381078983485618" /&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&gt;Reason 2) My mum got awarded with Pingat Indah Kerja Baik and Pingat Kerja Lama!!! Congratulations mum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/ScQIKhEk1eI/AAAAAAAAB5M/38_y6BLNCTc/s320/pix(1288).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315382436973303266" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..and that's why ure my mum~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Reason 3) ...and its Easter holiday for me~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/ScQJYxL_h1I/AAAAAAAAB5U/er2BLynsVaE/s200/easter+eggs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315383781329176402" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Easter Holiday everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;happy revising!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-7191957223128653084?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7191957223128653084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7191957223128653084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7191957223128653084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7191957223128653084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-im-happy.html' title='Why i&apos;m happy...'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/ScQG8B8tr2I/AAAAAAAAB5E/9IbXaqMvN3w/s72-c/pix(1581).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-6588437843735272881</id><published>2009-03-17T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:33:01.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Sb6LUaR192I/AAAAAAAAB4s/YRkrdN43lR8/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Sb6LUaR192I/AAAAAAAAB4s/YRkrdN43lR8/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313837793111570274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(muka happy amat ne - iklas ne banar..banar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will let u know later on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/24179459-6588437843735272881?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/6588437843735272881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=6588437843735272881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6588437843735272881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6588437843735272881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/03/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Sb6LUaR192I/AAAAAAAAB4s/YRkrdN43lR8/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-8113687628067283028</id><published>2009-03-13T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:27:27.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BruScot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maulud Nabi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Boredom...</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty much a lazy bum this week. Sooo unproductive! The only few things that I could remember doing were: finishing up my Schizophrenia case, chatting endlessly with my brother and mum and helping Azmi re-deco his room. Awu mie, antara semua bilik2 dGlasgow, ko punya tah yang paling lawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you what happen to my laptop again? Turns out before the reformatting phase, my microsoft xp edition that Al installed for me is not compatible / validated with my laptop - coz' apparently mine was xp home edition all this while. Sooooo, i have to reformat lagi balik. Sighh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh we're having Maulud Nabi Celebration later on @ Mimie and Kikie's place. Looking forward to that, mostly because I love having BruScot functions. It's the only time we get to see all of them, if not most of them. Which reminds me...I have to iron my clothes and tudong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-8113687628067283028?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/8113687628067283028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=8113687628067283028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/8113687628067283028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/8113687628067283028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/03/boredom.html' title='Boredom...'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-8830149049478809392</id><published>2009-03-10T17:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:08:46.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manchester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brumanch Talentime'/><title type='text'>Weekend in Manchester</title><content type='html'>Was away for the weekend, went to "surprise" Azmi (my guitar doc) who went to perform in the Brumanch Talentime thingy in Manch. I said surprise with " " pasalnya tau2 he knew me and jim coming after all...so much for the surprise LOL. But I have to respect him for "acting" surprised LOL. Thanks dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY1f9at97I/AAAAAAAAB3k/-3Jno7KufEs/s1600-h/P3080001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY1f9at97I/AAAAAAAAB3k/-3Jno7KufEs/s320/P3080001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311491633708922802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Surprised Azmi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, it was a good fun, spending the weekend away from Glasgow with bunch of awesome people, an adventure in some bits and pieces of the trip to Manch w si jim, but yea, was really good. A good reunion too, I'd have to say - met Mel, my former highschool crazy fanatic partner dangan ku begila and met my 2nd cousin Nida, who I've grown close to back when we're in ugama school. The only time i met these 2 was back in Brunei, baru tah terjumpa di UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY1gRkfiZI/AAAAAAAAB3s/_sz3ZB9x6Qc/s1600-h/P3080003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY1gRkfiZI/AAAAAAAAB3s/_sz3ZB9x6Qc/s320/P3080003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311491639118629266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with Nida, my 2nd couzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY5b_SGqdI/AAAAAAAAB4M/mexsDMqtpR8/s1600-h/P3080062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY5b_SGqdI/AAAAAAAAB4M/mexsDMqtpR8/s320/P3080062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311495963536697810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Azmi's die-hard fans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talentime itself was exciting, didn't really know what to expect but I know it's gonna be interesting to see the performance, especially Azmi's. It was soo awesome that we, well at least I did, screamed my lungs out just to cheer him up. Don't have the video with me yet, but I'll be sure to post them here if I can. There are few which I particularly like though - one from Jan (Jannah Yussop), gosh.... i wish i can play guitar and sing as good as her. She composed this song called "I'm Not Perfect" especially for her boyfriend, and it was really really undeniably one of the best song and performance I've heard from her, in fact from any talented Bruneian girls I've ever come across with (not that I've heard a lot tho kekeke). The audience litterally went silent just to hear her soft "haunting" (Edah, 2009) voice...sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY1g4wQJ-I/AAAAAAAAB30/MpF3Jm2uhaM/s1600-h/P3080060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY1g4wQJ-I/AAAAAAAAB30/MpF3Jm2uhaM/s320/P3080060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311491649636935650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;a MUST taken pic :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY1hajUhPI/AAAAAAAAB38/B_qltU8lagI/s1600-h/P3080067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY1hajUhPI/AAAAAAAAB38/B_qltU8lagI/s320/P3080067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311491658709501170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Stereo with Subwoofer :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone thought Azmi's gonna win but sadly, he didn't. He should. I don't know why but somehow there's a lot of flaws in the judging - people who you least expected to win actually won. I don't wanna bitch around about this too much, but yea, I did noticed there's quite a lot of people who are not satisfied with the results. Owh well, there's always next year Mie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY5ceHpFmI/AAAAAAAAB4c/eGOInlA1aDQ/s1600-h/P3090106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY5ceHpFmI/AAAAAAAAB4c/eGOInlA1aDQ/s320/P3090106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311495971814315618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;my newly discovered boots which I hid safely in box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY5cPofxHI/AAAAAAAAB4U/YDlQEI-GDQg/s1600-h/P3090096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY5cPofxHI/AAAAAAAAB4U/YDlQEI-GDQg/s320/P3090096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311495967925585010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6:33 am on monday morning, waiting for our train back to Glasgow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY1h9G-tsI/AAAAAAAAB4E/2A0UVu8ROv8/s1600-h/P3090118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY1h9G-tsI/AAAAAAAAB4E/2A0UVu8ROv8/s320/P3090118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311491667985872578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;otw back home~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-more pics in facebook-&lt;br /&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/24179459-8830149049478809392?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/8830149049478809392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=8830149049478809392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/8830149049478809392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/8830149049478809392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekend-in-manchester.html' title='Weekend in Manchester'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SbY1f9at97I/AAAAAAAAB3k/-3Jno7KufEs/s72-c/P3080001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-4745942507709798494</id><published>2009-03-04T05:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T05:53:54.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>F%$*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CRAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!&lt;br /&gt;My Acer got infected by the effin' Trojan!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kill me now. Kill meeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Sorry guys for the language ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/24179459-4745942507709798494?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/4745942507709798494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=4745942507709798494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4745942507709798494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4745942507709798494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/03/f.html' title='F%$*'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-5623876507917018561</id><published>2009-03-01T00:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:17:31.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome Guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Guitar Clinic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SalwUUADS0I/AAAAAAAAB3c/uauWHrqs19g/s1600-h/P1020179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SalwUUADS0I/AAAAAAAAB3c/uauWHrqs19g/s320/P1020179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307897130101459778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar - my new fav past-time. My weekend is now filled with the music of ochestrating guitars - been learning to play I think since last month. I have 3&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; awesome &lt;/span&gt;guitar gurus - Mimie, Jimster and Kikie. So every Fri we would have this so-called "Guitar Clinic" (Azmi, 2009) conducted by Mr.Azmi and assisted by Mr.Jim and Mr.Kikie. Owh, Khai @ Mas's learning too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Salr_trhdBI/AAAAAAAAB3M/XzOYqbSKIhw/s1600-h/P1020177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Salr_trhdBI/AAAAAAAAB3M/XzOYqbSKIhw/s320/P1020177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307892378170913810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khai showing off his new skill ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Salr_AWQldI/AAAAAAAAB20/Gm8HljhJfuU/s1600-h/P1020166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Salr_AWQldI/AAAAAAAAB20/Gm8HljhJfuU/s320/P1020166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307892366002132434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sir Azmi lecturing his student..kekeke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Salr_hlkZoI/AAAAAAAAB3E/jK2Cb3HFwEw/s1600-h/P1020169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Salr_hlkZoI/AAAAAAAAB3E/jK2Cb3HFwEw/s320/P1020169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307892374924715650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most of my weekends are now fully booked and occupied with these bunch of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; dudes - the same awesome bodyguards of mine btw. (mind the repetitive and endless "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;" in this post - its a requirement LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Salr_yuvtSI/AAAAAAAAB3U/QlHAIzjHFts/s1600-h/P1020162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/Salr_yuvtSI/AAAAAAAAB3U/QlHAIzjHFts/s320/P1020162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307892379526608162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When his students are busy practicing guitar, Sir Azmi is practicing his violin..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; ey~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/24179459-5623876507917018561?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/5623876507917018561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=5623876507917018561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5623876507917018561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5623876507917018561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/03/guitar-clinic.html' title='Guitar Clinic'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SalwUUADS0I/AAAAAAAAB3c/uauWHrqs19g/s72-c/P1020179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-2392936342454305164</id><published>2009-03-01T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:27:01.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>My new toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meet my new toys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SalkgtCgzxI/AAAAAAAAB2c/z0yJe0mgRNY/s1600-h/P2270055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SalkgtCgzxI/AAAAAAAAB2c/z0yJe0mgRNY/s320/P2270055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307884148841565970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A dear Valentine's gift from my E~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SalkhrZCs2I/AAAAAAAAB2s/v10lbBT6uk8/s1600-h/P2270061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SalkhrZCs2I/AAAAAAAAB2s/v10lbBT6uk8/s320/P2270061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307884165579060066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My new ikea home accessory - a long time wishlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SalkhCFDXuI/AAAAAAAAB2k/AjyVeKGHjE4/s1600-h/P2270056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SalkhCFDXuI/AAAAAAAAB2k/AjyVeKGHjE4/s320/P2270056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307884154489364194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My fun size baby - a new obsession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/24179459-2392936342454305164?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/2392936342454305164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=2392936342454305164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2392936342454305164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2392936342454305164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-new-toys.html' title='My new toys'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SalkgtCgzxI/AAAAAAAAB2c/z0yJe0mgRNY/s72-c/P2270055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-2446835116144774923</id><published>2009-02-23T21:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:39:46.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Kebangsaan ke-25</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy National Day Bruneians~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SaKmd-QsgHI/AAAAAAAAB2E/LtRgK9b2qJ8/s1600-h/national+day+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SaKmd-QsgHI/AAAAAAAAB2E/LtRgK9b2qJ8/s320/national+day+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305986344855306354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SaKlQIIRS8I/AAAAAAAAB10/JW1feWV2ZA8/s1600-h/national+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SaKlQIIRS8I/AAAAAAAAB10/JW1feWV2ZA8/s320/national+day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305985007474527170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SaKmdx1wWMI/AAAAAAAAB18/e6VWpyNMOSc/s1600-h/national+day+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SaKmdx1wWMI/AAAAAAAAB18/e6VWpyNMOSc/s320/national+day+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305986341521086658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SaKmeIdLZAI/AAAAAAAAB2M/P_tg-ZEwFdc/s1600-h/national+day+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SaKmeIdLZAI/AAAAAAAAB2M/P_tg-ZEwFdc/s320/national+day+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305986347592016898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SaKmeGEOYJI/AAAAAAAAB2U/oGs4qwIQodw/s1600-h/national+day+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SaKmeGEOYJI/AAAAAAAAB2U/oGs4qwIQodw/s320/national+day+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305986346950484114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;" Kedewasaan Bernegara "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/24179459-2446835116144774923?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/2446835116144774923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=2446835116144774923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2446835116144774923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2446835116144774923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/02/selamat-hari-kebangsaan-ke-25.html' title='Selamat Hari Kebangsaan ke-25'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SaKmd-QsgHI/AAAAAAAAB2E/LtRgK9b2qJ8/s72-c/national+day+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-553365608401358808</id><published>2009-02-21T02:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T02:19:19.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>My Bewtipoool Ear~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7zNNdwYZI/AAAAAAAAB1c/D7LC_ATvFf8/s1600-h/P2160137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7zNNdwYZI/AAAAAAAAB1c/D7LC_ATvFf8/s320/P2160137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304944819367338386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did otoscopy and ear examination last Monday - it was entertaining. I did this before back in IM UBD, so this would be a revision for me. What's cool about it is that the faculty got this otoscope with camera in the end, just like a endoscopy but for the ear. So we took some pictures of our ear  and thanks to Edah, she brought her camera so we all can see how beaaaaautiful my ears are kekekkeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeky mode:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7zNcyXIXI/AAAAAAAAB1k/YCc9DwGlL2Q/s1600-h/P2160140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7zNcyXIXI/AAAAAAAAB1k/YCc9DwGlL2Q/s320/P2160140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304944823480295794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends said that mine is so clear that they can see almost everything that should be seen in a normal otoscope examination including the handle of malleus, a clear transparent eardrum, a shadow hint of the handle of incus, the chordae tympanae and even the anterior part of my ear - which is often blocked by our temporal mandibular jaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7zNWodVHI/AAAAAAAAB1s/ZgJP86EQxgE/s1600-h/P2160141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7zNWodVHI/AAAAAAAAB1s/ZgJP86EQxgE/s320/P2160141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304944821828146290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say is that...i'm proud of my ear :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-553365608401358808?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/553365608401358808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=553365608401358808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/553365608401358808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/553365608401358808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-bewtipoool-ear.html' title='My Bewtipoool Ear~'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7zNNdwYZI/AAAAAAAAB1c/D7LC_ATvFf8/s72-c/P2160137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-2848919725108280735</id><published>2009-02-21T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:22:31.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victoria oh Victoria~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7kN7y-q-I/AAAAAAAAB08/En67du5qoUE/s1600-h/victoria300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7kN7y-q-I/AAAAAAAAB08/En67du5qoUE/s320/victoria300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304928339129969634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria Infirmary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been posted to a new hospital for block 14 and 15. I was in Inverclyde for the past 10 weeks and it's such a pain in the arse really to travel the long way just to go for pbl, if we happen not to have clinical practice in the morning. I mean I don't mind if we're gonna travel that long way if we're having a really good productive pbl, but most of the time they really sucks - ppl here couldn't be bothered to brainstorm and when they do explain the pathology/pathogenesis/etc, they explain it like as if we're still in 6th form! What screwed about the PBL here is that the students already know what PBL they're covering so when it comes to hypothesising, they just blindly pull the trigger. All they think about is to get home as early as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm in a  crappy mood...just because I'm tired from hospital so excuse my french if they do appear somewhere in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria - started last Tuesday, have to travel by train now, no more free ride :(. Well, I kinda like the train ride now, except the part of getting to the station in time so I won't miss the early train. That part - is a pain in the bahooki (arse/ass in Scottish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7mcoe01JI/AAAAAAAAB1U/QqYMozBSjVQ/s1600-h/mt+florida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7mcoe01JI/AAAAAAAAB1U/QqYMozBSjVQ/s320/mt+florida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304930790666458258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7mcgb80zI/AAAAAAAAB1M/HiWL12DBQQk/s1600-h/20385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7mcgb80zI/AAAAAAAAB1M/HiWL12DBQQk/s320/20385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304930788506915634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The nearest station to Victoria Infirmary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria is rather a big hospital compared to inverclyde, not  that far though. just 3 stations away from the Glasgow central. They're more organised, and the good thing is that say if we don't have any clinical teaching that particular day / no one turns up for us, then we could go to certain wards/departments where we at least could do something worthwhile. At least, I wouldn't be complaining of how worth it is to travel to the hospital. I like it so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new PBL mates are nice too. I get along with most of them very well, compared to my old group. One/two are  quite bitchy and dominative, but that's to be expected. Few seems to be frightened to talk to me, while the rest are just nice. No complain here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had my friday PBL and I discovered that its not the same place where we go for Tuesday PBL. I was panicking last night, trying to get the map and directions on how to get there. It wasn't hard really, but the map makes it so complicated. I'm a really suck with maps. I've decided then to ask the ppl around, which I did, and it makes my life a whole lot easier. A good productive PBL as well I guess, not as up to standard as the one in IM, but better I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7kqyJ2abI/AAAAAAAAB1E/u2qthoeeX3M/s1600-h/victoria300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7kqyJ2abI/AAAAAAAAB1E/u2qthoeeX3M/s320/victoria300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304928834757749170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mansionhouse Unit - My Friday PBL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh what's best about going to Victoria is that the train stops at the Pollokshield East Stn which is where we get our Halal Subway!!! Isn't that sweeet! Now I can just drop by anytime I feel like eating them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria Victoria Victoria...what else.... I supposed that's all. It's too early to say anything. It's just my first week, haven't even started my clinical teaching yet, so yea, we'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-2848919725108280735?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/2848919725108280735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=2848919725108280735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2848919725108280735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2848919725108280735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/02/victoria-oh-victoria.html' title='Victoria oh Victoria~'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZ7kN7y-q-I/AAAAAAAAB08/En67du5qoUE/s72-c/victoria300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-6665748160780055085</id><published>2009-02-16T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:13:12.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shit. I feel guilty.&lt;br /&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/24179459-6665748160780055085?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/6665748160780055085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=6665748160780055085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6665748160780055085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6665748160780055085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/02/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-962444339861289744</id><published>2009-02-13T10:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T05:49:24.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastaaaa</title><content type='html'>I made my own favourite pasta dish today, for the first time ever in Glasgow - My baked macaroni bolognese with cheese. It's been a long postponed project of mine and it feels good to make bake and eat them again...The last time I made them was the day before i left Brunei. Lepas 5 bulan, baru tah terbuat lagi disini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZXoqRbVTII/AAAAAAAAB0k/u5RWrg5hXPc/s1600-h/ST835209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZXoqRbVTII/AAAAAAAAB0k/u5RWrg5hXPc/s320/ST835209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302399949228821634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZXoqrhaiSI/AAAAAAAAB0s/n2EenV21vho/s1600-h/ST835216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZXoqrhaiSI/AAAAAAAAB0s/n2EenV21vho/s320/ST835216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302399956233652514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw - there's no special occasion why I decided to make the pasta. Its one of those impulsive moments you know lol apakan, talking crap here. Anwayyyy, so i made a set for dorang edah, syuk, al and nizam as my flatmates went to stayover at nizam's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZXoqNuCXQI/AAAAAAAAB0c/N_GcXwWldQ0/s1600-h/screen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZXoqNuCXQI/AAAAAAAAB0c/N_GcXwWldQ0/s320/screen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302399948233530626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in for me, I went with my bodyguards to jimster's crib to hawk the rest of the other sets of pasta which i made for my awesome bodyguards. Darn, I wish I took some pictures last nite..owh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh owh owh....I have the pleasure to eat one of the most delicious mashed potato everrr, which was made by gf of my fren...nyaaaaaman.....Khal, ko pernah buat mashed potato? if u do, cari kan recipe nya ah.. I have an idea plang, but not really positively sure. That will be my next project / task, after the roti john and dessert project :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-962444339861289744?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/962444339861289744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=962444339861289744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/962444339861289744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/962444339861289744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/02/pastaaaa.html' title='Pastaaaa'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZXoqRbVTII/AAAAAAAAB0k/u5RWrg5hXPc/s72-c/ST835209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-3022908214157354982</id><published>2009-02-13T01:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T10:08:33.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>I saw Beckham with my own 2 eyes!</title><content type='html'>I'm over exagerating but who cares! When it comes to hot guys, im all about exagerating. Anyway, here are some shots from the football match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZRs1_S-mEI/AAAAAAAAB0U/_jFeh8d_Gfk/s1600-h/ST835138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZRs1_S-mEI/AAAAAAAAB0U/_jFeh8d_Gfk/s200/ST835138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301982336101816386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spotting beckham's behind :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZRs1rWUV2I/AAAAAAAAB0M/HxOn3m60o8c/s1600-h/ST835142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZRs1rWUV2I/AAAAAAAAB0M/HxOn3m60o8c/s200/ST835142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301982330747115362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my prens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZRs08lLr7I/AAAAAAAABz8/HOzpsXpuTl8/s1600-h/ST835139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZRs08lLr7I/AAAAAAAABz8/HOzpsXpuTl8/s200/ST835139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301982318192996274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;awww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZRs1SXNOpI/AAAAAAAAB0E/irV2fI1bKUo/s1600-h/ST835140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZRs1SXNOpI/AAAAAAAAB0E/irV2fI1bKUo/s200/ST835140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301982324039957138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing's finer than lookin at bunch of athletes, hot ones, stretchin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/24179459-3022908214157354982?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/3022908214157354982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=3022908214157354982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-4664927931956054732</id><published>2009-02-11T09:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:59:56.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome Guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Dedicated Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one goes to jejaka-jejaka Awesome Glasgow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys for the awesome weekendsss and for letting me crash your place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is advisable for you guys to stop reading this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Consider that a warning..&lt;br /&gt;or else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasakanlah Farah's superfragilistic punch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:PPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Post'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-5386338553469061186</id><published>2009-02-11T09:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:54:51.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>The Awesome Snowfights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIuXEZR3oI/AAAAAAAABzk/85tNueoBo5I/s1600-h/n1034798330_320555_581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIuXEZR3oI/AAAAAAAABzk/85tNueoBo5I/s320/n1034798330_320555_581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301350685220134530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Awesome Crew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIuXExAqRI/AAAAAAAABzs/4lVCNHFfwow/s1600-h/n1034798330_320442_5175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIuXExAqRI/AAAAAAAABzs/4lVCNHFfwow/s320/n1034798330_320442_5175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301350685319670034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aku naik pokok!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIuW_3Dj8I/AAAAAAAABzc/sIeWDe9WKUM/s1600-h/n1034798330_320532_2653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIuW_3Dj8I/AAAAAAAABzc/sIeWDe9WKUM/s320/n1034798330_320532_2653.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301350684002848706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My first snowman deserve a kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIuW5lWf4I/AAAAAAAABzU/KdBQSazvz_U/s1600-h/n1034798330_320498_5883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIuW5lWf4I/AAAAAAAABzU/KdBQSazvz_U/s320/n1034798330_320498_5883.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301350682317979522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The guys made me do this :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Second Snow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(a week later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIuXGztY6I/AAAAAAAABz0/OWEXS_bJ8pg/s1600-h/n628220574_2629263_7605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIuXGztY6I/AAAAAAAABz0/OWEXS_bJ8pg/s320/n628220574_2629263_7605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301350685867860898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledgement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photos courtesy of Kikie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/24179459-5386338553469061186?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/5386338553469061186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIuXEZR3oI/AAAAAAAABzk/85tNueoBo5I/s72-c/n1034798330_320555_581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-1942437518874557329</id><published>2009-02-11T08:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:55:39.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>A week gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIo_kLNAQI/AAAAAAAABy8/xLKy01E9Vgk/s1600-h/n584507323_2565010_1536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIo_kLNAQI/AAAAAAAABy8/xLKy01E9Vgk/s320/n584507323_2565010_1536.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301344783876030722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIo_pImpbI/AAAAAAAABzE/V1DGTA2Gpz8/s1600-h/n1616951136_142400_5308.jpg"&gt;CNY Highlights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIr8OYHRDI/AAAAAAAABzM/uhnrmWFuTug/s1600-h/n584507323_2564847_3290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIr8OYHRDI/AAAAAAAABzM/uhnrmWFuTug/s320/n584507323_2564847_3290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301348025019876402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poker Tournament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZImEoGNugI/AAAAAAAAByc/6lMtQabkBZM/s1600-h/n586306170_2575072_1307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZImEoGNugI/AAAAAAAAByc/6lMtQabkBZM/s320/n586306170_2575072_1307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301341572293310978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Battle of the Rock Bands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Had Chinese New Year Celebration last Sat, a happening event I'd say. Upon the many request, I made the nasi lemak (no one notice that there's actually no santan/lemak watsoever in the rice) and technically, its nasi katok un-wrapped lol. It's all bout the health baby..banarnya terlupa simpan santan but since no one notice, I guess tat went fine :P Was a bit 50-50 about the sambal pusu though', was freaking out a bit coz somehow i feel the taste didn't go as I want it to be, but since everyone likes it, tats ok then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZImEmmq8mI/AAAAAAAAByk/aoDe1dd5rAs/s1600-h/n705555469_2534306_6239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZImEmmq8mI/AAAAAAAAByk/aoDe1dd5rAs/s320/n705555469_2534306_6239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301341571892572770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a proud chef ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIhIjU3phI/AAAAAAAAByU/1016vAWfYlI/s1600-h/n584507323_2564840_949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIhIjU3phI/AAAAAAAAByU/1016vAWfYlI/s320/n584507323_2564840_949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301336142173939218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost lost my voice because I've been featuring in almost all the bands as the singer - I'm talking about the battle of the rock band thing. A slow start since most of the members were playing poker, ada tia yang masak, ada tia yg M.I.A, mcm2 la, but it all end up pretty well. I think everyone enjoyed it as much as I do walaupun i feel like hassling almost everyone when its their turn lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIo_ZCMXCI/AAAAAAAABy0/lHta3JnQrLo/s1600-h/n705555469_2534311_7587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIo_ZCMXCI/AAAAAAAABy0/lHta3JnQrLo/s320/n705555469_2534311_7587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301344780885449762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My first band actually, which came 2nd but got disqualified sal si syuk balik awal lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIo_pImpbI/AAAAAAAABzE/V1DGTA2Gpz8/s1600-h/n1616951136_142400_5308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIo_pImpbI/AAAAAAAABzE/V1DGTA2Gpz8/s320/n1616951136_142400_5308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301344785207305650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happening crowd cheering the battle of rockbands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh there's one more thing I have to blog about - love the choc fundae.....amazing. Just couldn't get enuf of it. Khal babe - bek tah ko bali ne, maybe i should get one too. *droolssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIhIfSnYTI/AAAAAAAAByM/8W1M82VJwmg/s1600-h/n584507323_2564860_8152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIhIfSnYTI/AAAAAAAAByM/8W1M82VJwmg/s320/n584507323_2564860_8152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301336141090742578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Owh owh ada lagi...kami menang! Our band name might be cheesy but hey, at least we won :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZImEqej4_I/AAAAAAAABys/eoRXQJ4O10k/s1600-h/n586306170_2575092_8155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZImEqej4_I/AAAAAAAABys/eoRXQJ4O10k/s320/n586306170_2575092_8155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301341572932297714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Cube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledgement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photos courtesy of Suria, Kevin and 8ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-1942437518874557329?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/1942437518874557329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=1942437518874557329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1942437518874557329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1942437518874557329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-gone.html' title='A week gone...'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SZIo_kLNAQI/AAAAAAAABy8/xLKy01E9Vgk/s72-c/n584507323_2565010_1536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-821898639629530473</id><published>2009-02-07T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T08:07:24.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I have been grieving. Have been meaning to post something several times, but I just couldn't do it. Most of the blogging works that I did was by my mac so initiating the blogging using this tiny fun size acer of mine was a really painful process. I miss my mac.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-821898639629530473?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/821898639629530473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=821898639629530473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/821898639629530473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/821898639629530473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-6658808265284254904</id><published>2009-02-02T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:52:47.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>A series of unfortunate events...</title><content type='html'>So, it's been 2 days now and my ibook is still not rebooting to its system. I feel like I'm losing hope. Thank god I remember to backup all those old photos. New ones - no hope :'(. Was thinking of sending it to the shop but for mac, I know for a fact that if they can't fix it, they'd probably ask you to buy a new one 'coz they have this policy thingy to not dismantle any mac stuff - watever. Sedih ku eyh. I bought this laptop from nanah...too bad it only last for 4 years :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going to the library still. Doing my report which never seems to finish. Tsk Tsk Tsk. I almost lost my ID card, and it blew me away to the point that I feel suicidal. But eventually, I discover that I left it at the library itself, thank god!!! Syukur alhamdullillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when i was mental-ing about the "lost ID" and the "comatosed" ibook, the internet at home is not working again. Couldn't get any better ey? I was damn hungry but didn't bother to waste anymore time, i was pissed off and i feel like i'm the biggest loner in the world with a series of unfortunate mishaps happening to her. I'm being melodramatic here, i know, mind you, I'm just blogging :P So gimme a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to feel better eventually. Managed to finish my work, one of my report, finally. Found my ID card (almost feel like hugging that pleasant nice security library man :P). Managed to feed myself. Have the dudes around so at least I don't feel like a loner. Managed to smile, joke and laugh - yes, i discover that I'm still functioning well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh yea, did I tell you guys that I am basically alone today, alone as in I'm alone at home. My mama (edah) and dada (syuk) stayed over at Nizam's for 2 days now because of the crappy internet. It's a nice change...now I know how it feels like to live alone :) ... nice. Just one of those times when you feel nice having your own quality time (an irony since tadi aku feel macam loner lol). See, i think i won't have any problem whatsover living alone, I'm a big girl. Anyway, 2 days ago, neither 3 of us were at home. They were at nizam's - me after library went to kiMi's to continue doing some work and in the end I decided to sleep there (on the sofa btw). Might as well since it's Sunday. I'm grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures posted here...pasal my acer ani nada bluetooth :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih ku masih...Condolences to me :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-6658808265284254904?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/6658808265284254904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=6658808265284254904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6658808265284254904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6658808265284254904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/02/series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='A series of unfortunate events...'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-2936742709140474304</id><published>2009-02-01T05:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:20:00.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>CRAP!!!!</title><content type='html'>SHYTE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My IBook is acting up! I can't reboot the damn thing! Daym...my whole LCP report is jeorpadised, all gone...argh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't believe this, but now I have to go rewrite the whole damn thing! Sacrificing my Sat night...So here I am, sitting in the library, on SAT nite. Pathetic. Internet drumah lagi ngok! This better be worth the trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cue for me to geek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-2936742709140474304?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/2936742709140474304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=2936742709140474304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2936742709140474304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2936742709140474304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/02/crap.html' title='CRAP!!!!'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-4287293884611882858</id><published>2009-01-30T10:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:37:14.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>My Geeking World</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SYLcMIAc6FI/AAAAAAAABxU/Ro3rrBO7kuo/s320/IMG028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297038212607043666" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thanks to Khai for this candid photo, without it no one would actually believe I was geeking LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been going to the library for the past 2 days...So you'd know, I have NEVER gone to the library to study, not even the Study Landscape (SL) at the faculty. And this would be the first, an achievement I have to say. I'm not really a library type of person, I mean I love reading books and all (fictions I mean) but just not in the library. It's just doesn't work much for me. I would end up sleeping most of the time anyway. Anywho, this whole thing actually started because I was having trouble to start off with my LCP report (Longitudinal Care Project) which basically involves writing up a case history of a patient who I have been following for about 6 months. More or less like the 1st year SSM (Special Study Module) that I did back in Brunei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this time I did. I'd have to say I'm amazed to even get my PBL stuff done last night, continuous for 2 hours. See, if I'm at home, Ill be distracted with a lot of things like MSN, Facebook, Blogs, YouTube, teh tarik and a whole lot of other stuffs that you could possibly think of hehehe. Actually, I think its because the company that strengthen my will to study hahaha, if I'm alone i'll be fast asleep. Thanks to Khai and Jimster for dragging me to the Geeking Dungeon LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SYLeydRHrwI/AAAAAAAAByE/Uz6JNPAMcYE/s200/pix(1555).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297041070172385026" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;jimster's studying cove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, don't get mislead by all this talk...Ever heard of the phrase "Work hard, Play hard too"? Guess what we 2 did last night after geeking -- watching a Malay horror movie in the library hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SYLcxyap1jI/AAAAAAAABx0/1iStZkdjuJ0/s200/pix(1551).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297038859646391858" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SYLcxZzilEI/AAAAAAAABxs/A8oE-fI67aI/s200/pix(1549).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297038853039887426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SYLcxaL-MGI/AAAAAAAABxk/6NPhZs-O3YA/s200/pix(1550).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297038853142360162" /&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Post-Geek &amp;amp; Movie Snapshot&lt;/span&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SYLeySJ2oxI/AAAAAAAABx8/C5B3Z8ZBQxo/s200/pix(1554).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297041067189117714" /&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: No, we didn't go hunt for ghost at the library LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-4287293884611882858?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/4287293884611882858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=4287293884611882858&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4287293884611882858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4287293884611882858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-geeking-world.html' title='My Geeking World'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SYLcMIAc6FI/AAAAAAAABxU/Ro3rrBO7kuo/s72-c/IMG028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-9194850227911905505</id><published>2009-01-29T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:28:16.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>My Long Lost Business in Glasgow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SYCGh_U9jYI/AAAAAAAABxM/PI40ngtARUQ/s320/n584507323_2496582_9915.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296381080280862082" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SYCGh_86QZI/AAAAAAAABxE/K1H117CCc7Y/s1600-h/pix(1473).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SYCGh_86QZI/AAAAAAAABxE/K1H117CCc7Y/s320/pix(1473).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296381080448418194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All this while, I didn't know my business empire has expanded all the way to Glasgow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not bad ey :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-9194850227911905505?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/9194850227911905505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=9194850227911905505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/9194850227911905505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/9194850227911905505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-long-lost-business-in-glasgow.html' title='My Long Lost Business in Glasgow'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SYCGh_U9jYI/AAAAAAAABxM/PI40ngtARUQ/s72-c/n584507323_2496582_9915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-2922987352424096453</id><published>2009-01-28T00:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:11:46.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nasi Katok'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>The Tale of Nasi Katok</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX85qdqMYSI/AAAAAAAABw0/w_TuVY32gIA/s200/pix(1539).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296015088489881890" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday, I decided to cook myself nasi katok, my own special Nasi Katok LOL. Thank god there's chickens still, just enough to feed me. Had the kitchen by myself so it makes things easier for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I say special, it's because I modified the menu just a bit. Instead of frying the chicken, I made Sweet and Sour Chicken instead (taisliur ku banarnya and plus, couldn't find the Adabi frying powder for chicken). Even made myself an omelette, a pathetic one I'd have to say because I still have yet to learn how to flip the whole egg without ruining its shape. Ngok! Cana kan jadi lawa mun frying pan nya lagi NOT the non-sticking type and the Turners lagi pathetic LOL. So yea, heck nevermind, asal ada and dapat dimakan, jaditah LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;MY Ingredients, just in case you haven't noticed:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fried Omelette&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sweet and Sour chicken (Ideally, Fried Chicken)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fried Anchovies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sambal, the paste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still couldn't make it spicier or hotter despite my attempt of using the green chillies. Next time gonna try blend the Chillies and add them into the paste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, while I was eating my breakfast/lunch/dinner meal, a fellow hungry friend of mine was asking what meal I'm having. I told him about the nasi katok and realising he was craving for it, kasian ku, I've decided to give him what's left of my dishes. Baik ja tinggal satu ayam ah, damit lagi tu LOL but thankfully, the paste, anchovies and omelette were still there. So, creatively, i decided to pack him one - The Nasi Katok - in a container kekeke. Special lagi tu LOL. He decided then to come over and get it himself and yes, he did katok LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX85qYE2BuI/AAAAAAAABw8/2KyYLZA4VFI/s200/pix(1545).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296015086991050466" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Evilish of me...and of my fren, we promo the Nasi Katok eventhough there's no more of it. It works tho', my friend ate the whole thing LIVE on MSN, videocalling and webcaming in front of our other friends. HAHAHA. Atu jahat. Seriously, if there's more chicken in the fridge, I would have make some more, kasian ku meliat. Insyaallah, next time there'll be more :D&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-2922987352424096453?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/2922987352424096453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=2922987352424096453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2922987352424096453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2922987352424096453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/tale-of-nasi-katok.html' title='The Tale of Nasi Katok'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX85qdqMYSI/AAAAAAAABw0/w_TuVY32gIA/s72-c/pix(1539).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-6521315263240206657</id><published>2009-01-28T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:38:46.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Pixxies I Promised...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX83uJBTKpI/AAAAAAAABws/OV434AGatl8/s1600-h/pix(1509).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX83uJBTKpI/AAAAAAAABws/OV434AGatl8/s200/pix(1509).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296012952645872274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 3D glass I wore during My Bloody Valentine 3D Movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Would have imagine we'll be given the plastic paper one, I guess it has been modernised LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX83t3rDtQI/AAAAAAAABwk/SsASYCEZqIk/s1600-h/pix(1538).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX83t3rDtQI/AAAAAAAABwk/SsASYCEZqIk/s200/pix(1538).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296012947989181698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See the diffy between 3rd and 4th generations of iPod Nano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX83t8z1iyI/AAAAAAAABwc/nqWbRy5nkDY/s1600-h/pix(1546).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX83t8z1iyI/AAAAAAAABwc/nqWbRy5nkDY/s200/pix(1546).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296012949368179490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bag I bought from Accessorize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-6521315263240206657?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/6521315263240206657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=6521315263240206657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6521315263240206657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/6521315263240206657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/pixxies-i-promised.html' title='Pixxies I Promised...'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX83uJBTKpI/AAAAAAAABws/OV434AGatl8/s72-c/pix(1509).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-2970275242473251982</id><published>2009-01-27T09:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T10:57:27.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Partyyy all weekend~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had one of the greatest weekend ever...one of those weekend where you just don't wanna end, and you wish it will stay and never over. Loved it loved it loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After clinic, I went to starbucks to hangout with Kikie and Khai, watched movie Sex Drive, which was super duper hilarious btw (Khal, you better watch this one, u'll love it :P) and then eventually went to Kikie and Mimi's crib to chill. Super siukness, too bad that I had early classes esuknya, if not chillaxing sampai pagi buta tah ku tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX526jxTqpI/AAAAAAAABwM/BOfoUvElDEI/s200/pix(1514).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295800960240822930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My ever-so-patient bodyguards LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After hospital, went to chill at Kikie and Mimi's crib again(maybe at this point onwards, I shall called it KiMi's crib LOL). It was fun really because not only did we chill, I got the pleasure to eat Kikie's and Khai's cooking - Sausages Masak Merah and Black Pepper Chicken - super duper nyaman. See, I think guys cooking is really the ultimate nyaman-ness pasal dorang jarang masak and if they do, nyaman banar tah tu. We watched P.Ramlee Bujang Lapok, made fogs in the living room and eventually towards the end of the night, some more peeps came over to help organise and prepare for the LAN (gaming) party the next day. That was fun. And it was even more memorably fun because it was snowing on the way back home :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday - The LAN Party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX51bFYbO6I/AAAAAAAABwE/qDI9W1lmg2g/s200/n339100689_225236_5015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295799319995825058" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gamers Gadgets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lemme break this down so you folks can read in a FUN way... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up late actually, thankful to Kikie for calling me at that time. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My flatmates didn't go pasal dorang ke Aberdeen with Nizam, Al and Nizam's friend. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anywho, I arrived with an empty tummy, so decided to go for brunch at Mr.T with Kikie. That was first time for me, ampir panya. Just to let you know, Mr.T is like a fast food restaurant macam KFC ish, yeap, chicken was fullfilling, baik ja inda salty. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The party was a  slow start for me pasal it turned out Rockband si Syuk inda dapat main because of technical difficulty. Memaloi tah awal2 atu, listening to the peeps playing their drums and guitars until kena tagur bising oleh orang dibawah flat LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX526gqlZmI/AAAAAAAABwU/FUwNRDbTkJQ/s200/n339100689_225237_5285.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295800959407318626" /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Party itself wasn't that quiet anyway, pasal the gamers were forming choirs of shouts, screams, laughs, shrieks and other forms of sound you can think of. Sebelah kiri orang main PC Games, sebelah kanan orang main PS3, while tengah2 (macam myself) sitting around chillaxing, makan2, ambil gambar and other stuffs to fill the time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX51aq41-eI/AAAAAAAABvs/CrXFzVrEGPw/s200/n339100689_225240_6094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295799312884038114" /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;After a while, we then decided to go to one of our fren's house to get their Guitar Heroes World Tour (macam Rockband-ish but better). I made the trip, together with 5 other guys - that was fun sal becali saja. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was even more funny when we realised that rupanya ada barang ketinggalan, so Guitar Heroes delayed. But it was worth the wait. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;While some were making fogs in Kikie's room, others were playing Pictionaries (which i missed pasal I was hunting for the Guitar Heroes, macam siuk plang kekeke).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX51an9S_DI/AAAAAAAABv0/ezpPfJCyzQQ/s200/n339100689_225232_3943.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295799312097410098" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Pictionaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was quite high towards the end of the night LOL. Did some singing, heroing the Guitar Heroes (apakan..LOL).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX51a8BivsI/AAAAAAAABv8/chNpyKKy6Qk/s200/n339100689_225242_6645.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295799317483929282" /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Afterparty, the crews chillaxing, foggin', drinking teh tarik and watching IP Man - a Chinese movie about Bruce Lee's mentor (KHAL babe, this is a MUST WATCH MOVIE for YOU). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went back home at 5:30 :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was eventful pasal....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went for an "adventurous" hunt with Khai for Subway Halal @ Pollokshields East (I've learnt that now) and stuffed ourselves with 3 Long Foots of Meatball Marinara (nyaman~~~~), Beef Cheese, Spicy Italian and Subway Melt. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found a shop, a beauty salon which was named after ME!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;First time ever to visit Limin and Sur's crib, enjoying our Subway while watching Smallville yang udah lama ku ketinggalan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bought myself the Accessories bag that I've always wanted even before Xmas. Panya kena tapuk time Sales ah...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched Underworld 3 with my 2 bodyguards, Limin, Sur and Rizah, and also my flatmates plus Nizam, Al and Nizam's fren. LOL talk about awkwardness....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to KiMi's crib to play Guitar Heroes with the Dalcross Pass peeps, continue with my guitar lessons, sambung makan wats left of our Subway and chillaxing ;P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NOW...That's what I called a GOOD FANTASTIC WEEKEND...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;P/S: More pictures to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-2970275242473251982?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/2970275242473251982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=2970275242473251982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2970275242473251982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/2970275242473251982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/partyyy-all-weekend.html' title='Partyyy all weekend~~~'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SX526jxTqpI/AAAAAAAABwM/BOfoUvElDEI/s72-c/pix(1514).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-5169538655672539286</id><published>2009-01-21T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T01:36:38.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Murtabak / Crepe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SXYLBVRXfaI/AAAAAAAABuI/QQ5YlKQTrM0/s320/pix(1501).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293430529538358690" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, Edah bought me a crepe, and I was imagining it would be crispy and just like those you get from the Mall shop. It was a banana chocolate crepe. Kali liat, mcm murtabak (sia sia pun), not even a slightest hint of crisp. Taste like chocolate with roti dosai. Sia sia pun ja crepe di Brunei. Wawawa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SXYLBqNqazI/AAAAAAAABuQ/ZibDXQW_SZs/s320/pix(1502).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293430535159966514" /&gt;&lt;div style="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/24179459-5169538655672539286?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/5169538655672539286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=5169538655672539286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5169538655672539286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5169538655672539286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/murtabak-crepe.html' title='Murtabak / Crepe?'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SXYLBVRXfaI/AAAAAAAABuI/QQ5YlKQTrM0/s72-c/pix(1501).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-1615133961157435531</id><published>2009-01-21T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T01:28:10.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chilli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>The Tale of Lada Kisar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SXYIR0ohDSI/AAAAAAAABuA/123RYxquzSI/s320/the+tale+of+lada+kisar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293427514299976994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've learnt to make LADA KISAR from scratch today!!! Wanted to try if I could make the sambal for my nasi katok next time, so I decided to prepare a stock of lada kisar first. Mom sent me a plastic full of lada kering last year, haven't done anything with it until TODAY! Kekeke. So there I was, memotong2 lada kering, with my rubber gloves (the kind of gloves kena pakai d hospital lagi tu) LOL. Didn't know you were not supposed to touch them with your bare hands, macam banar aku ah mula mula. Baik ja mama come into rescue, have to call her for directions. Yeaa, I successfully made my own lada kisar and buat sambal pusu. Satu saja kurang, inda padas :P&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 style="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/24179459-1615133961157435531?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/1615133961157435531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=1615133961157435531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1615133961157435531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1615133961157435531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='The Tale of Lada Kisar'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SXYIR0ohDSI/AAAAAAAABuA/123RYxquzSI/s72-c/the+tale+of+lada+kisar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-4178774219348537657</id><published>2009-01-18T08:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:53:00.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sushi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B&apos;day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Hell of a weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew...what a night~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to watch a 3D movie tadi - My Bloody Valentine with the rest of my Glasgow friends. It was actually planned out together with sushi/chinese dinner to celebrate Khai Azmi's bday. Its been a while since I ate sushi, I miss escapade sushi back home. Dimsum too. Anyone back home, if you're reading this, makankan untukku ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're supposed to go sleepover at Nizam's but....yea, something came up. A series of unfortunate events. I'm being melodramatic...sal my iTunes is on mellow playlist. Kekeke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-4178774219348537657?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/4178774219348537657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=4178774219348537657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4178774219348537657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4178774219348537657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/hell-of-weekend.html' title='Hell of a weekend...'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-34743509472763736</id><published>2009-01-15T05:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T05:36:26.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90210'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>90210 + snow = :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's snooooooooooooooooooooooowing!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm super duper and extremely addicted to 90210! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go watch it if you haven't yet folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;grinning&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/24179459-34743509472763736?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/34743509472763736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=34743509472763736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/34743509472763736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/34743509472763736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/90210-snow-d.html' title='90210 + snow = :D'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-4860044596002399185</id><published>2009-01-14T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T00:23:01.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Business baru :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are lotsa things that I, or rather we, wanna make / bake / do after going through so many "craving" moments. I guess everyone who are living overseas would experience the same notion. Anyway, yesterday, we made...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;SweetCorn!!! - in our very own style lol. Actually, thats a lie, banarnya taisliur kan those sweetcorn yang bejual di Nelson. Kekeke. Easily done, just buy sweetcorn in a package, steamed them, and then mixed with the sweetcorn with butter, salt, pepper (depends on your preference, I like black pepper :D)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWy7OA0_WHI/AAAAAAAABtQ/PNM41OXLlb8/s320/pix(1495).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290809511668308082" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate Pancake / Chocolate Malaya (without peanuts unfortunately :( if only) - this one Al yang buat, since he's a choc-fanatic. Taste nice, but would be much more nice if ada peanuts just like kuih Malaya atu...*droolz* &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWy7OQQstQI/AAAAAAAABtY/WJbUQsapUfA/s320/pix(1497).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290809515811058946" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWy7Os5Q1oI/AAAAAAAABtg/_-oXQ0kBH4E/s320/pix(1499).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290809523497391746" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Banarnya there are more, still pending...like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nasi Katok - haven't got around with it yet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My famous baked macaroni bolognese with cheese - tho' the stuffs are already in fridge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Oreo Cream Dessert - haven't found the heavy whipped cream to replace the nestle cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Popia / Spring Rolls - coz I haven't found mixed vegetable yet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roti John - because we haven't bought the minced beef yet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rojak - because no ingredient available here&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-4860044596002399185?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/4860044596002399185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=4860044596002399185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4860044596002399185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4860044596002399185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/business-baru-p.html' title='Business baru :P'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWy7OA0_WHI/AAAAAAAABtQ/PNM41OXLlb8/s72-c/pix(1495).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7239374649524468472</id><published>2009-01-13T03:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T04:33:48.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ipod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Another Day At QMD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up at 12pm today LOL. Blame it on the new iPod Nano. Last night, I was really excited to have my iPod delivered tomorrow that I started surfing for new released songs, checking out the Billboard Chart. At about 2am, I was still awake, that I started to download the latest tv series that my brother ever asked me to get. In the end, I decided to watch Drumline until I was asleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there I was, at 12pm, waking up, with my NEW iPod, fresh, waiting for me on my table :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWujdEdhOsI/AAAAAAAABtI/3qLM0aLlL-Y/s320/ipod+nano+ku.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290501907085867714" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;grinning&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-7239374649524468472?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7239374649524468472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7239374649524468472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7239374649524468472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7239374649524468472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-day-at-qmd.html' title='Another Day At QMD'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWujdEdhOsI/AAAAAAAABtI/3qLM0aLlL-Y/s72-c/ipod+nano+ku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-5155496524671651522</id><published>2009-01-11T04:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T05:32:11.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carnival'/><title type='text'>Carnival Day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday first day back to uni, today holiday again :D Don't you just love it? Kekeke. Last night, I watched Puaka Tebing Biru, a Malaysian horror movie starred by Umi Aida, Nasha Aziz and Fahrin Ahmad. I made Syuk and Al watched it with me LOL. I'd say one of the best scary movie ever made by Malaysia, a thrilling storyline that gives you never ending suspense. A bit dragging simply because the story are made into chunks so viewer can connect all the puzzling pieces together. Love it. I remember mom telling me she liked it because it kinda remind her that Thai horror movie, Nang Nak. To Khal, if you haven't seen this one, go watch it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWkTsXyhVgI/AAAAAAAABso/WCz3MIf2GjI/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289780890344445442" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enough with horror. Let's talk about adventure! So we went to the carnival and met Ken and Nuar, our Bruneian Glasgow friends :D I'm grateful to find these 2 guys because Edah, Syuk and Al were not that keen to go for the rides, baik ja ada dangan kan naik rides gila2 kekekeke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWkOtpox_gI/AAAAAAAABsY/BNpQCCz3uRM/s320/pix(1485).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289775414757162498" /&gt;This was the last ride we took. One of the scariest, imagine yourself spun around high up in the air upside down...slowly LOL. Got myself dizzy after that :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWkOtG-JxCI/AAAAAAAABsI/-E1jQdkn0Q4/s320/pix(1484).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289775405451559970" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can u believe this? If im few inches shorter, I won't be legible for any of the rides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWkOt_lQfpI/AAAAAAAABsg/PYLpF0LibkE/s320/pix(1488).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289775420647964306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look how happy those 2 guys are! If only I got myself one too..bummer..&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-5155496524671651522?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/5155496524671651522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=5155496524671651522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5155496524671651522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/5155496524671651522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/carnival-day.html' title='Carnival Day~'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWkTsXyhVgI/AAAAAAAABso/WCz3MIf2GjI/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7986890877061606346</id><published>2009-01-10T21:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:29:35.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E-Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Wish List 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gadgets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a lot of things I wanna buy. Things that I dream buying back in 2008 but never bring myself to buy eventhough I have the cash for it. I finally get myself to surf Amazon few days ago just to checkout the stuffs, and I know believe betapa siuknya online window shopping ani, especially if you come across the word "free shipping in UK". LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wishlist 1: PC Speakers. While surfing, i've come across these lots...wawawa, lawa2. Saja kan share. Harga pun lawa :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wishlist 2: Headphones. This one I found is Sennheiser  HD202 (a friend recommended me this brand). I'm gonna buy this one...Soon :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWoBaoxq-aI/AAAAAAAABtA/IEsjhKzW3AE/s400/Sennheiser+HD202+Closed+Back+Headphone+16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290042269434050978" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wishlist 3: Ipod Nano&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWoAAPnlaiI/AAAAAAAABsw/7UF2dHbBOnQ/s400/ipod+nano.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290040716492630562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bought this one :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/24179459-7986890877061606346?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7986890877061606346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7986890877061606346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7986890877061606346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7986890877061606346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Day 1 of Med School in 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm extremely tired, exhausted and dizzy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I miss grannies...both of them :'(&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-1138926448955198555?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/1138926448955198555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=1138926448955198555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1138926448955198555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1138926448955198555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-1-of-med-school-in-2009.html' title='Day 1 of Med School in 2009'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-606120100956749206</id><published>2009-01-09T08:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T09:00:42.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carnival'/><title type='text'>Friday I begin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holiday's over officially today and I'll be starting my new semester. I have lectures to attend at 9am and PBL at the hospital at 1:30pm. Funny isn't it, I don't know why they decided to have us start today when we could be starting on 12th. Today we start, then the following days are weekend and then Monday, no class. Why why why??? I don't mind starting, but its the travelling part to the hospital is what bugging me. It's bloody exhausting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, i'll stop whining. It's a new year and I'll learn to start my day with a huge smile plastered on my face, no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yea!!! Ok, there's one reason why I'm writing up this post, the IRN BRU CARNIVAL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWacggW0EjI/AAAAAAAABrg/NXPtH0py188/s320/Carnivalbottle1024x768.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289086894648594994" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYI - IRN BRU is a brand name of a drink. Apparently its really famous here, like COKE and PEPSI famous. In fact, I think it's much more famous than those two. Anyway, the carnival has been going on since December actually, but we - as in the Glasgow Bruneians - decided to go this Saturday, which is tomorrow! I'm looking forward on this one, because...............there're gonna be RIDES!!!!!!! Wippeeee~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWagrxfK4RI/AAAAAAAABrw/U8fLj-ERcvY/s320/droptower.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289091486272119058" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/24179459-606120100956749206?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/606120100956749206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=606120100956749206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/606120100956749206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/606120100956749206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday-i-beginyne.html' title='Friday I begin...'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWacggW0EjI/AAAAAAAABrg/NXPtH0py188/s72-c/Carnivalbottle1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-4328391595352445636</id><published>2009-01-08T02:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:14:38.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DG Scrapping'/><title type='text'>Did i tell u?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...That i am digital scrapping again? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWVfxOtXgUI/AAAAAAAABrY/MsSyGaIW9qQ/s320/creative+(1)+09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288738636783124802" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-4328391595352445636?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/4328391595352445636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=4328391595352445636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4328391595352445636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/4328391595352445636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/did-i-tell-u.html' title='Did i tell u?'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SWVfxOtXgUI/AAAAAAAABrY/MsSyGaIW9qQ/s72-c/creative+(1)+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7800987732999999804</id><published>2009-01-08T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T01:45:15.192+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Its a BRAND NEW YEAR!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello peeps~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2009!!! Another brand new year to begin a new start in life. 2008 has been a year of ups and down, a rollercoster journey ride for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning of the year 08 was really painful for me. Hectic life as well. Remember me organising the Charity Evening, spending my December holidays, hunting for sponsors all over Brunei, driving all the way to KB, working my ass of days and nites  just to make the Charity Evening come to live. It did and it was a wonderful ride indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Charity Evening over, i had my last semester in IM. Leaving IM was a hard one, who would have guessed the 3 years in IM would bring sooo many sweet memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my summer holiday, the remaining of my days in Brunei before i fly off to Glasgow. It was a bittersweet memories. I remember going back and forth to hospital to visit grandma @ SICC, sleeping over at the not so comfy bench outside with my cousin, photoshopping and learning to digital scrap from my mentor cuz Khal, running a blog..it was exhausting but nevertheless memorable and surprisingly fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i lost my grandpa, whom I love dearly and unconditionally. I would never forget that moment when i lost him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would have thought losing someone you love is hard, but it is even harder to leave someone behind for a long time. I vividly remember, giving my last visit to granny who was still in the hospital, it still breaks my heart just to mention it. For the first time in my 23 years of life, I had to leave my family behind in Brunei, so i could continue my studies. Sacrifices they say, and its a hard one for me. I'm grateful to have such a wonderful suportive loving family, they might not be perfect, but they are to me in every way. They made me who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting my first baby steps in a foreign country was a hard one too. Adjusting to the new culture, new weather, new family, new surrounding were all so overwhelming. One could just crash and failed to adapt. How grateful I am to have good friends whom i considered to be my new family now, Edah and Syukri. We believe our group dynamics are the best among the rest because we believe we are just like siblings. Celebrating Raya without parents was among the hardest thing I ever imagined. Thank god to the new tech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months studying in my new Glasgow Uni was not that bad either. Eventhough it was hard to accept changes, but i'm adapting and getting used to it. I met new friends. Learn to be independent. Gain new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here I am, reminiscing the good old days of 2008. It was a bittersweet journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good friend ever told me and i quote "Learn to love the life u live and learn to live the life you love". I learnt now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-7800987732999999804?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7800987732999999804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7800987732999999804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7800987732999999804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7800987732999999804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-brand-new-year.html' title='Its a BRAND NEW YEAR!!!'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-3377909019399336110</id><published>2009-01-02T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:04:48.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greeting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year 2009'/><title type='text'>Dear friends and family~</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/new_years/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.zwani.com/graphics/new_years/images/3new-year-celebrate.gif"  alt="zwani.com myspace graphic comments" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/new_years/" target="_blank"&gt;Graphics for New Years Comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-3377909019399336110?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/3377909019399336110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=3377909019399336110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/3377909019399336110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/3377909019399336110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-friends-and-family.html' title='Dear friends and family~'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-7932820098591630356</id><published>2008-11-19T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:28:05.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B&apos;day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry guys...Inda ku terupdate lagi blog ku ani since almost everyone's is on facebook. LOL. I kinda miss my blog, but whenever I enter, its kinda depressing, maybe I should tukar the layout again. It's currently dark and dull and such a bore :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birthdays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthdays to my flatmates, Syukri and my best greatest girlfriend , Edah. Kalau dulu, digiscrapping lagi. LOL. Anyway, it was great fun to plan birthday suprises for both of them. Pictures? - Just go to Facebook la. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho...I'm watching football tonight. Huhuhuhu. Exciting. For the first time ever in UK. Its a match between Scotland and Argentina @ Celtic Stadium. Hate me much bros? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayt, gonna go take a short nap...OR procrastinate for a while LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheers&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-7932820098591630356?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/7932820098591630356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=7932820098591630356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7932820098591630356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/7932820098591630356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2008/11/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24179459.post-1429893538124906098</id><published>2008-11-11T09:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:16:58.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BruScot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glasgow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ice-skating'/><title type='text'>BruScot on Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went ICE-SKATING last Saturday!!!!&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;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SRjcrctnW6I/AAAAAAAABUw/WWr1qK02y9s/s400/n505724787_880451_3534.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267202403209796514" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24179459-1429893538124906098?l=farah2o9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/feeds/1429893538124906098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24179459&amp;postID=1429893538124906098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1429893538124906098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24179459/posts/default/1429893538124906098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah2o9.blogspot.com/2008/11/bruscot-on-ice.html' title='BruScot on Ice'/><author><name>Farah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06562632648195797744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SQq-z5n77iI/AAAAAAAABS8/PhMhkts38rk/S220/238-me+hding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iBlcrKGIRQ/SRjcrctnW6I/AAAAAAAABUw/WWr1qK02y9s/s72-c/n505724787_880451_3534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
