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USAHAKAN TIA DEHHH..</title><content type='html'>oh believe me.. AKU BERSAMAK TODAY! reason? I just realised tempat ku menyimpan nail cutter ku apa.. ada three dots atu. sigh. kenapa kan tu? kenapa? gila bah dunia masa ani.. i really wish di Brunei ani strict on checking stuffs. i think i'm gonna buy new manicure set lah ni.. tsk tsk. oh well.. its time.. since all my 4 nail cutters tumpul menumpul sudah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, please click on the link below to know further pasal pigskin ani.. people should know how it looks like and start thrashing your wardrobes NOW! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;http://pustakaalghazali.wordpress.com/2009/05/31/cara-mengenal-pasti-barang-dari-kulit-babi/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.. one of Brunei's baby stuffs supplier ani.. tejumpa ku kasut baby.. 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USAHAKAN TIA DEHHH..'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-1184380986985142259</id><published>2010-10-16T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T21:03:59.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musuh dan Sahabat Syaitan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: Times; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 192); "&gt;Iblis Dengan Nabi Muhammad SAW.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wahab bin Munabbih berkata: Allah telah menyuruh iblis datang kepada Nabi Muhammad SAW. untuk menjawab segala pertanyaan-pertanyaannya. Maka datanglah iblis berupa orang yang tua yang bertongkat dan ketika ditanya oleh Nabi SAW.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Siapakah kamu?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jawabnya; &lt;span style="color: red; "&gt;"Iblis."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nabi SAW. bertanya lagi; "Kenapakah kamu datang?".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jawab iblis; &lt;span style="color: red; "&gt;"Allah menyuruhku datang kepadamu untuk menjawab segala pertanyaanmu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lalu Nabi Muhammad SAW bertanya; "Ya Mal'uun! berapa musuh-musuhmu dari ummatku?".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jawab iblis; &lt;span style="color: red; "&gt;"&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Lima&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; belas orang".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128); "&gt;Engkau (Nabi Muhammad SAW).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; "&gt;Imam yang adil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128); "&gt;Orang kaya yang merendah diri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;4.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; "&gt;Pedagang yang jujur [benar].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;5.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128); "&gt;Orang Alim yang khusyuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;6.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; "&gt;Orang mukmin yang suka menasihati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;7.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128); "&gt;Orang mukmin yang murah hati (belas kasih).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;8.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; "&gt;Orang yang bertaubat dan tetap pada taubatnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;9.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128); "&gt;Orang yang menjauh dari segala yang haram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;10.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; "&gt;Orang yang tetap berwudhu {apabila batal sentiasa diperbaharui dengan wudhu yang lain).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;11.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128); "&gt;Orang mukmin yang banyak bersedekah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;12.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; "&gt;Orang mukmin yang baik budi akhlaqnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;13.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128); "&gt;Orang mukmin yang banyak jasa gunanya pada manusia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;14.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; "&gt;Orang yang membawa Al-Qur'an dan selalu membacanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 1.25in; text-indent: -0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;15.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128); "&gt;Orang yang suka sembahyang tahajjud malam di waktu orang-orang sedang tidur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lalu ditanya oleh Nabi SAW.; "Siapakah kawan-kawanmu dari umatku?".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jawab iblis; &lt;span style="color: red; "&gt;"Sepuluh orang".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 42.75pt; text-indent: -24.75pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 192); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;1.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 192); "&gt;Raja(pemerintah) yang zalim..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 42.75pt; text-indent: -24.75pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; "&gt;Orang kaya yang sombong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 42.75pt; text-indent: -24.75pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; "&gt;Peniaga yang khianat(penipu).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 42.75pt; text-indent: -24.75pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;4.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 192); "&gt;Pemabuk (Peminum arak).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 42.75pt; text-indent: -24.75pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;5.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; "&gt;Tukang adu domba (fitnah).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 42.75pt; text-indent: -24.75pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;6.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; "&gt;Pelacur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 42.75pt; text-indent: -24.75pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;7.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 192); "&gt;Pemakan harta anak yatim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 42.75pt; text-indent: -24.75pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;8.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; "&gt;Orang yang meremehkan sembahyang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 42.75pt; text-indent: -24.75pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;9.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; "&gt;Penolak zakat (tidak mengeluarkan zakat).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 42.75pt; text-indent: -24.75pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;10.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 192); "&gt;Orang yang panjang angan-angan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 0.25in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; "&gt;Mereka itulah sahabat-sahabatku.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; "&gt;Iblis berkata: "Oleh kerana Engkau (wahai Tuhan) menyebabkan daku tersesat (maka) demi sesungguhnya aku akan mengambil tempat menghalangi mereka (dari menjalani) jalanMu yang lurus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; "&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Al-Araaf : 16]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-1184380986985142259?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1184380986985142259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=1184380986985142259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1184380986985142259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1184380986985142259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2010/10/musuh-dan-sahabat-syaitan.html' title='Musuh dan Sahabat Syaitan'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-4295531665261867570</id><published>2010-10-14T07:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T08:55:47.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Who said a housewife is always jobless?</title><content type='html'>Everyone should know by now that i'm a housewife. I am happy with my 'job' but at times its not easy as you think like all you do is take care of your kids ad do the house chores. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Babies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My daughter is giving me a hard time chasing her here and there. As difficult as I want her to be in a safe environment, my husband is making it difficult. Anakku ani tau membuka almari apa and there's batteries with whatever acids or alkali whatever and anakku ani semua ke mulut. sigh. then on the other almari.. there will be minute screws and screwdrivers. Then I am he one yang berabut sama anakku mencari apa di ambilnya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Despite of having enough sleep (inda jua kan meniadakan ah..), sometimes i fell asleep while she is wide awake pasal ia tidur sudah for 3 hours (pagi tu. she doesn't usually tidur petang lagi now). its easy to wake up subuh when the babies is smaller.. its expected and mostly it'll be twice saja subuh atu. but now.. i woke up frequently more than 2 times sudahnya basar ani. I think the other mothers langsung nada bangun subuh lagi by now. Berat mulut kan becakap minta tolong arah husband ani.. imagine me with 2 kids since i'm carrying my second one.. aku jua kan bangun subuh 5 kali? baik dibawa adang. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know the feelings when you are pregnant, you want specialty and kana manjakan? I guess that's what i'm going thru now. sensitive is part of pregnancy and it sucks much. not that I want to be bitter myself a*****e&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;House Chores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;House chores never disappear! badly that I need maid.. there's so much thing to consider financially, socially and mentally. sigh. Apologize in advance to siapa2 that its my NEEDS to let my sibs sleepover at my place every weekends to help me out with chores. I still couldn't do it alone.. not that i'm not capable. I need someone to eye on Qisya. When she is big enough.. insyaAllah doing the chores won't be that much problem. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I start doing chores.. you'll listen that i will complain sakit punggung sakit kepala tia.. aku pun sasak. but seriously, it tires me. just to shower Qisya, I have to undergo the killing sakit punggung everytime. if i'm not in my pregnancy state.. I won't be complaining this much because sakit punggung occurs frequently now when i'm pregnant. sigh. kan beurut betian ani nada jua orang mau. sudah ada yang kan mengurut.. ada2 saja hal nda jadi atu. mudah ku malas nah. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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/5483211613272519114-4295531665261867570?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4295531665261867570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=4295531665261867570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4295531665261867570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4295531665261867570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2010/10/who-said-housewife-is-always-jobless.html' title='Who said a housewife is always jobless?'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-914031765540369661</id><published>2010-09-02T14:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T14:29:42.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ETIKA BERPAKAIAN BAGI WANITA ISLAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Etika berpakaian bagi wanita islam&lt;br /&gt;ALLAH SWT MENGHENDAKI AGAR WANITA ISLAM BERPAKAIAN SESUAI DENGAN FUNGSINYA, YAITU FUNGSI PAKAIAN YANG DIKEHENDAKI ALLAH SWT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah SWT berfirman:&lt;br /&gt;“Hai anak Adam, sesungguhnya kami telah menurunkan kepadamu pakaian untuk menutupi auratmu dan pakaian indah untuk perhiasan. Dan pakaian takwa, itulah yang paling baik. Yang demikian itu adalah sebagian dari tanda-tanda kekuasaan Allah, mudah mudahan mereka selalu ingat. Hai anak Adam, janganlah sekali-kali kamu dapat ditipu oleh syaithon sebagaimana ia telah mengeluarkan kedua ibu bapakmu dari surga, ia menanggalkan kedua pakaiannya untuk memperhatikan kepada keduanya auratnya. Sesungguhnya ia dan pengikut-pengikutnya melihat kamu dari suatu tempat yang kamu tidak bisa melihat mereka. Sesungguhnya kami telah menjadikan syaithon-syaithon itu pemimpin-pemimpin bagi orang-orang yang tidak beriman.”(QS.Al A’raaf,7:26-27)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::: FUNGSI PAKAIAN :::&lt;br /&gt;Dalam QS Al-A’raf ayat 26-27 nampak disitu ada 3 fungsi pakaian:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sebagai penutup aurat&lt;br /&gt;2. Sebagai pelindung dan penghias tubuh&lt;br /&gt;3. Sebagai pakaian ketaqwaan&lt;br /&gt;Allah SWT menghendaki agar pakaian yang dikenakan kaum muslimah adlah pakaian yang beradab. Yaitu pakaian yang memenuhi ketiga fungsinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: [1] Sebagai penutup aurat&lt;br /&gt;:: 1 ~ Aurat adalah bagian dari tubuhmu yang harus ditutupi . Ibnu Mahram berkata: Saya membawa batu yang berat dan saya membawanya hingga terengah-engah sampai-sampai pakaian saya terbuka dan saya tidak dapat menutupinya, lalu saya membawa batu tersebut hingga ke suatu tempat dimana saya menurunkannya, Rosulullah saw. Bersabda :”Kembalilah dan bawa batu itu tapi jangan berjalan dengan telanjang”. (Muslim 341, Abu Dawud 4016)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: 2~ Allah berfirman agar kaum wanita mengenakan Jilbab (pakaian yang menutup auratnya): “Hai Nabi katakanlah kepada isteri-isterimu, anak-anak perempuanmu dan isteri-isteri orang mumin: Hendaklah mereka mengulurkan jilbabnya ke seluruh tubuh mereka. Yang demikian itu supaya mereka lebih mudah untuk dikenal, karena itu mereka tidak diganggu. Dan Allah adalah Maha Pengampun lagi Maha Penyayang” (QS. 33:59)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: 3 ~ Allah berfirman agar kaum wanita mengulurkan kerudungnya hingga menutupi leher dan dadanya, jangan sampai , pakaian wanita itu tidak menutup rapat anggota tubuh yang semestinya ditutup: Katakanlah kepada wanita yang beriman: Hendaklah mereka menahan pandangan mereka, dan memelihara kemaluan mereka, dan janganlah mereka menampakkan perhiasan mereka kecuali yang (biasa) nampak dari mereka. Dan hendaklah mereka menutupkan kain kudung kedada mereka, dan janganlah menampakkan perhiasan mereka, kecuali kepada suami mereka, atau ayah mereka, atau ayah suami mereka, atau putera-putera mereka, atau putera-putera suami mereka, atau saudara-saudara mereka, atau putera-putera saudara laki-laki mereka, atau putera-putera saudara perempuan mereka, atau wanita-wanita Islam, atau budak-budak yang mereka miliki atau pelayan-pelayan laki-laki yang tidak mempunyai keinginan (terhadap wanita) atau anak-anak yang belum mengerti tentang aurat wanita. Dan janganlah mereka memukulkan kaki mereka agar diketahui perhiasan yang mereka sembunyikan. Dan bertaubatlah kepada Allah, hai orang-orang yang beriman supaya kamu beruntung. (QS. 24:31)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: 4 ~ Adapun aurat wanita itu adalah seluruh tubuhnya kecuali muka dan telapak tangannya. Hadis riwayat Aisyah RA, bahwasanya Asma binti Abu Bakar masuk menjumpai Rasululloh SAW dengan pakaian yang tipis, lantas Rasululloh SAW berpaling darinya dan berkata:"Hai Asma, seseungguhnya jika seorang wanita sudah mencapai usia haid (akil baligh) maka tak ada yang layak terlihat kecuali ini," sambil beliau menunjuk wajah dan telapak tangan. (HR. Abu Daud dan Baihaqi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::5 ~ Termasuk membuka auratnya jika wanita itu memakai baju tipis / transparan dan atau ketat membentuk tubuh. Sebab baju tipis atau ketat :”membentuk tubuh”, sama dengan berpakaian tapi telanjang. Rasulullah bersabda: "Ada dua golongan penghuni neraka yang aku belum pernah melihatnya: Laki-laki yang tangan mereka menggenggam cambuk yang mrip ekor sapi untk memukuli orang lain dan wanita-wanita yang berpakaian namun telanjang dan berlenggak lenggok. Kepalanya bergoyang-goyang bak punuk onta. Mereka itu tidak masuk surga dan tidak pula mencium baunya. Padahal sesungguhnya bau surga itu bisa tercium dari jarak sekian dan sekian." (HR. Muslim).&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah telah bersabda : "Pada akhir umatku nanti akan ada wanita-wanita yang berpakain namun (hakekatnya) telanjang. Di atas kepala mereka seperti terdapat bongkol (punuk) unta. Kutuklah mereka karena sebenarnya mereka adalah kaum wanita yang terkutuk." Di dalam hadits lain terdapat tambahan : "Mereka tidak akan masuk surga dan juga tidak akan mencium baunya, padahal baunya surga itu dapat dicium dari perjalanan sekian dan sekian." (At-Thabrani dalam Al-Mujam As-Shaghir hal. 232; Hadits lain tersebut dikeluarkan oleh Muslim dari riwayat Abu Hurairah. Lihat Al-HAdits As-Shahihah no. 1326).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibnu Abdil Barr berkata : Yang dimaksud oleh Nabi adalah kaum wanita yang mengenakan pakaian yang tipis, yang dapat mensifati (menggambarkan) bentuk tubuhnya dan tidak dapat menutup atau menyembunyikannya. Mereka itu&lt;br /&gt;tetap berpakaian namanya, akan tetapi hakekatnya telanjang. (dikutip oleh As-Suyuthi dalam Tanwirul Hawalik III/103).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: [2] Sebagai pelindung badan dan penghias tubuh&lt;br /&gt;:: 1 ~ Dalam QS Al-A’raf dikatakan bahwa fungsi kedua pakaian itu adalah “Riesyan”. Riesy adalah bulu pada burung. Bulu pada burung memiliki fungsi sebagai pelintung dan juga penghias tubuhnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::2 ~ Rasulullah SAW menghendaki agar memakai pakaian yang baru (baik dan indah) yang dia punya. Dalam salah satu riwayat disebutkan: “ Saya datang kepada Rosulullah saw. dengan mengenakan pakaian yang lama, Beliau bersabda, : ”Apakah kamu memiliki harta dan uang?”Dia menjawab,”Ya” Beliau saw. bertanya,”Apakah macam dari hartamu itu?” Dia menjawab,”Allah swt. telah memberikan kepadaku unta-unta, kambing, kuda dan hamba sahaya”.”Jika Allah telah memberikan itu, maka perlihatkanlah, kebaikan-kebaikan itu supaya dapat dilihat oleh Allah dan orang-orang yang melihatnya”.(Abu Dawud 4063), Albaani 5457, Musnad Imam Ahmad 15223).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::3 ~ Allah menghendaki agar mengenakan pakaian yang indah yang dipunyai. Allah SWT berfirman:&lt;br /&gt;“Hai anak Adam, pakailah pakaianmu yang indah di setiap (memasuki) masjid”.(QS.Al A’raaf,7:31)&lt;br /&gt;:: 4 ~ tetapi, walaupun mengenakan pakaian indah, tetapi tetaplah menghindari berpakaian yang menyolok , yang dengannya akan mengundang fitnah kaum lelaki “hidung belang”. Rosulullah saw. Bersabda : ”Siapa saja yang mengenakan pakaian yang membikin heboh di dunia, maka Allah akan memberinya pakaian yang menghinakan kelak di hari kiamat”.(Musnad Imam Ahmad 5631, Abu Dawud 4029)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: 5 ~ Walaupun hendak memakai pakaian yang indah, tetapi rasulullah melarang pakaian tersebut menyerupai laki laki. Rasulullah melaknat laki-laki yang bertingkah laku seperti wanita dan wanita&lt;br /&gt;yang bertingkah laku seperti laki-laki (HR,Abu Dawud,Ahmad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: 6 ~ Hendaklah pula erpakaian indah tanpa bermaksud sombong. Abu Hurairah meriwayatkan, Rosulullah saw. bersabda, : ”Seseorang yang berjalan dengan berpakaian secara sombong dimuka bumi ini maka Allah tidak akan melihatnya di hari pengadilan kelak”.(Bukhori 5788, Muslim 2087, Musnad Imam Ahmad 8778).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: [2] Sebagai Pakaian taqwa&lt;br /&gt;:: 1 ~ Walaupun sudah menutupi auratnya dan melindungi serta menghiasi tubuh, tetapsaja belum cukup memenuhi fungsi pakaian menurut Allah, jika tidak berpakaian taqwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: 2 ~ Berpakaian taqwa artinya, wanita Islam mesti memiliki jiwa taqwa. Yaitu jiwa yang taat kepada Allah dan Rasulnya. Sebab menjadi kurang bermakna jika wanita Islam yang lengkap berpakaian rapih, indah dan menutupi aurat tetapi , mata, telinga, mulut dan hatinya tidak dijaga dari perbuatan dosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-914031765540369661?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/914031765540369661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=914031765540369661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/914031765540369661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/914031765540369661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2010/09/etika-berpakaian-bagi-wanita-islam.html' title='ETIKA BERPAKAIAN BAGI WANITA ISLAM'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-3606465465353915050</id><published>2010-08-30T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T15:38:23.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>Hello blog,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been so long. Here I just wanna share something out of the mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marriage? What is marriage to you? Some will say married to the person that you love. Some will say marry to the guy that you've been going out with.. and married to the family as well. Definition of marriage to each people is different I guess. To me.. marriage means menghalalkan your relationships and produce kids by then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact 1: Firstly i'm glad that between me and my husband is halal now. I get satisfaction by that... the idea of holding your husband's hand is no longer haram is the best feelings ever. I am thankful that I got married early. Early marriage means your parents no longer holds your responsibility especially regarding aurat and sembahyang. am I right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact 2: Accept the fact that it'll be hard and darn difficult for each of you to satisfy your in-laws. Sometimes you just want to give up and lock yourself in your room. Some of you might have the best in-laws ever.. that's incredibly great. but for some.. it won't go as you imagine. For ladies.. when you are married already.. you have to give priority to your in-laws. I have to admit its difficult. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact 3: Just after your marriage.. GET OUT from your parents' crib! and find yourself a home for you and your husband and your underlings. Why? No one would know your behaviour especially imperfect ones! Means no one will hunt you other than your husband. Why do you need parents to scold you when you are big enough now. not fun at all. Another reason is.. so that families won't "mengata" about you to the other people. This thing exists! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact 4: Don't expect everything will turn out well even it looks like it. When you do, you'll find frigging news that could attack you up to your nerves. heh. Sometimes things goes well with you.. but not between the families (your families and your husband's families). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact 5: Never forget who you are before you marry this guy! because when you do, you'll lose the fun in your relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact 6: Always remember who is the KING OF YOUR HOUSE. and who is the QUEEN OF THE HOUSE. It means the husband will be the king and the wife will be the queen obviously. Whenever you feel down when someone's around and you feel "limited".. try not to. You have all the rights to intervene and get in control in your own house. When someone said something about your house etc.. just remember that "its our  house" - this is what my husband said to me and it makes me feel better eventhough its out of control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact 7: Don't let your parents or in-laws babysit your children most of the time. You'll find dissatisfaction and inequality hit you. Plus I always have this problem that what you do whether its wrong or right.. my kids will follow. if its the good thing.. then lucky you. but if its the bad thing.. what else can you say? its your mistake at the first place! Another reason.. you hate to hear when they 'merungut' about it right? so please.. get a maid or better one.. you take care of your own kids. I'm thankful i'm a housewife not just because I couldn't get a job yet.. but its what my husband wants as for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact 8: Don't let other family members let you do things that you don't want. You may not be selfish.. but others are selfish. Remember that! Hidup di dunia ani sentiasa ada memijak kepala walaupun sedarah sedaging. My father doesn't come from what i call "perfect family" but for my mother.. she was taught with a well-educated in religion and somehow her world is small. This imperfect family of my father sometimes gave this whole idea of world especially regarding something that makes you 'jara'. My father said to me once.. "kalau hati sudah kata inda mau menolong.. jangan tolong. pasal inda mau hujung hari bebangkit" - eventhough to your siblings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are my definition of marriage in details people. Don't be scared to get married by reading my post.. its the adventure that we want and rezeki untuk mendapatkan zuriat is the important thing. Zuriat yang ada.. teach them not just for duniawi.. but ukhrawi. my father selalu kata "sembahyang jangan pernah tinggal. tiang ugama mesti buat insyaAllah rumahtangga tahan". You don't want to tanggung dosa sendiri.. and tambah lagi dengan dosa anak yang kita tanggung right? think about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-3606465465353915050?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3606465465353915050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=3606465465353915050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3606465465353915050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3606465465353915050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2010/08/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2344396876849765777</id><published>2010-03-06T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T22:57:08.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Updates</title><content type='html'>Hello Peepoooosss... i've been neglecting this blog like.. since November. hehehe. i guess i'm bored to death tonight. Qisya is asleep and my parents is outside watching TV and I don't have the chance to get hold of the remote control.. might as well locking myself in the bedroom staring at my laptop monitor. eheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I up to? have I mentioned that i've finished my attachment already and i'm a housewifeeeeee.. hehe. yea.. although I did apply for ITB to further my study.. Husband is being supportive and thank you. I know it'll be hard taking care of my child and doing assignments and attending classes and idk.. i just hope and wish everything will be fine in the next few years. amin amin ya rabbal alamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my daughter.. she is 4 months and 10 days.. she babbles alot. and alot of drooling. alot of everything.. she can get on her tummy already by herself.. she responds to my funny faces and sound.. her laugh is the cure to everything. that voice of her melts me :) Mummy loves you Qisya. and ohh.. she rarely woke up at night nowadays and yeay to me.. hehehe. i'll upload Qisya's pictures next time.. most of the pictures is in my husband's desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been wanting to have a new laptop.. i don't know what the f*** is wrong with my macbook. the dock is missing and i've checked the settings and its perfect. my safari is officially dead and not working and i thought its our wifi.. and i've to use the firefox now on my macbook.. nice. so nice. guess what's in my mind? hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/S5Jp_cN7qVI/AAAAAAAAAwo/TssGDFc3Wks/s1600-h/macbook-pro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/S5Jp_cN7qVI/AAAAAAAAAwo/TssGDFc3Wks/s320/macbook-pro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445531438071654738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of me.. sometimes i'm not in the right state of my stupid mind.. i have to apologize to the husband.. sorry husband.. and do not talk about this to me. eheh. i know i shouldn't be asking more of the useless and stupid questions but somehow it just slipped and i don't like it either. and sometimes it tickles me to ask those stupid questions. i love you.. and happy anniversary :) our last anniversary sucks though. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me more with the house chores pls.. hahaha. you lazybum. do wake up early now. and sleep early. and.. the things that i kept on reminding you.. you know what it is. it'll be an embarassment to say it here :p we do it together ahh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to NORLIYANA ABBA.. who i doubt will not read my blog.. (idk) Happy Birthday.. best wishes from your A-Z :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-2344396876849765777?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2344396876849765777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2344396876849765777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2344396876849765777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2344396876849765777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-updates.html' title='March Updates'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/S5Jp_cN7qVI/AAAAAAAAAwo/TssGDFc3Wks/s72-c/macbook-pro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7707314866214570400</id><published>2009-11-12T09:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:14:12.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Anniversary is coming soon.</title><content type='html'>I was busy downloading songs yesterday.. I manage to have more than 10 new songs. hehehe. and I came across "Two is better than one" by Boys like Girls ft Taylor Swift. Its pretty good actually and well.. reminds me of my old times. eheh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BJiExALbTak&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BJiExALbTak&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no official video clips but here's the lyrics and the songs as well. I hope you guys like it and enjoy the song :) as for me.. 3 is better than 2. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;funny story.. you know that Eyan used to call me Baby and still at times. and last night just before sleep.. he said "me balum kiss baby" I thought it was me he is talking about. Thankfully I asked baby mana ne ah? hahahaha. I'm the big baby now. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eyan.. Happy Advance 41st Anniversary. wow.. BIG 4 eyy? I pray for the eternity relationship and the best in us and avoid us from doing faulty and be a good parents. Amin Amin Ya Rabbal Alamin. I love you both. I really hope whatever around us is teaching us a lesson and also from our past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-7707314866214570400?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7707314866214570400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7707314866214570400&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7707314866214570400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7707314866214570400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/11/anniversary-is-coming-soon.html' title='Anniversary is coming soon.'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-5742746965394445027</id><published>2009-11-09T11:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T11:56:41.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Qisya'/><title type='text'>Paranormal Activity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;F*** Paranormal Activity! and thank God its not a REAL STORY. well.. those thing does exist but people spreading the rumours that the movie is a true story itself is idk.. a prank? ceh. Tried google-ing it just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SvjjOQHugUI/AAAAAAAAAwc/_J3GA5KUgiI/s1600-h/paranormal-activity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SvjjOQHugUI/AAAAAAAAAwc/_J3GA5KUgiI/s320/paranormal-activity.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402317587015958850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Taken from Wikipedia:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Paranormal Activity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2007_in_film" title="2007 in film" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horror_film" title="Horror film" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;horror film&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; written and directed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oren_Peli" title="Oren Peli" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oren Peli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;. The movie centers on a young couple, Katie and Micah, who are haunted by a supernatural presence in their home. The movie is presented in a documentary style, using footage from the camera set up by the couple to capture what is haunting them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Armed with a budget of $15,000. The film was shot at the director's old house in Rancho Peñasquitos, an upscale suburb of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Diego" title="San Diego" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;San Diego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;. Peli went as far as changing the floor boards and interior design elements to fit the film's setting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; "Good Luck Sleep" hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So yea. The movie terrified me badly during dawn especially when I have to wake up to attend my baby.. twice usually at 1am and 4am. heh. Every single "scaretime" moment in the movie is playing in my mind bangun ku ah. membari gila. but now I should be fine. lol. You people should try watching it. hehe. Introduction is abit boring but as it goes further.. it'll be crazier and feels like homicide. exaggerate. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So i'm a mommy now. btw, baby's name is Qisya Insyirah. I gathered all the beautiful names and Husband's work is to combine the names. hehe. She is 18 days of age now - consume milk for 3oz already.. that soon eyy. lampuh tah ne karang. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal;  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/surkrew/4085124725/" title="Day 3 by Shopian Said, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2528/4085124725_07485c6798.jpg" width="350" height="250" alt="Day 3" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal;  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/surkrew/4085131759/" title="Day 7 by Shopian Said, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2664/4085131759_90f1f3e41a.jpg" width="350" height="250" alt="Day 7" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm glad that I have her.. ALTHOUGHHHHH.... i have to wake up twice during subuh. still she's cute when ia bejaga masa subuh.. badly i wanna go back to sleep asap when she's bejaga and diam2 saja.. I can't cuz I can't stop staring at her. so cute. lol. She has the hair of the father.. and his eyebrow.. and his eyelashes. but she has my feet.. hahaha. my ears as well i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5483211613272519114-5742746965394445027?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/5742746965394445027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=5742746965394445027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/5742746965394445027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/5742746965394445027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/11/paranormal-activity.html' title='Paranormal Activity'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SvjjOQHugUI/AAAAAAAAAwc/_J3GA5KUgiI/s72-c/paranormal-activity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-828725399675067724</id><published>2009-10-08T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:16:23.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><title type='text'>Pregnancy Talk</title><content type='html'>So.. i'm 37 weeks pregnant. Few days to 38 weeks. and my 40th week should be on the 23rd October 2009. But entah.. i don't think i'll be delivering on the 40th week. eheh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess what.. here's the funny story. I was standing in front of Eyan and couldn't stop talking and blabbing and Eyan was just looking continuously at my feet. and he said something like.. is it me yg salah liat or ur kaki mcm bangkak? and I was like looking down tarus and shocked to see my feet mcm kana sangat ahhhhhhhhhh. OMG. bangkakkkkkk.. tinggi usul kakiku ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and HOW THE HELL AKU BULIH NDA SADAR KAKIKU BANGKAK DARI PAGI TO PTG AH? cubatahhh. no wonder kasutku mcm fit semua. haha. oh well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.. was google-ing about it. its called oedema due to water-retention within tissues whatever or it may cause by something blood circulation. I don't know which one relates to me. I'm thankful its not hurting me though gatal rasanya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-828725399675067724?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/828725399675067724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=828725399675067724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/828725399675067724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/828725399675067724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/10/pregnancy-talk.html' title='Pregnancy Talk'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2224043708519286895</id><published>2009-10-03T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:18:13.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selamat hari raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyan'/><title type='text'>My 2009 Raya</title><content type='html'>It was different and sad. I mean.. there's always my parents every morning and I usually woke up at 7 or 8 to get ready for the first day Aidilfitri. and this year Raya.. I was at my husband's place.. and he usually woke up late and ignoring things i guess. I couldn't go back to sleep fyi I woke up at 6.. I can't help to wake my husband early as well like.. 7ish. Told him to go to Masjid for Sembahyang Raya.. not a bachelor anymore. He should know his responsibility as a Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing Takbir Raya early morning did make me cry though my husband didn't notice it. heh. Somehow its touching for this year. hmm. and what's funny.. i listened to khutbah raya from the beginning til the end. I spent my first day Raya in KB and came down to my place at night.. yeehee.. got to taste my mother's ketupat and serunding. She did made an unappreciated (as for my father) effort to cook that for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what I love the most for "our" Raya since three years ago.. we always take pictures together. I don't need to go to photo studio.. because i think our pictures looked best. hehe. I have alot but these are the only pictures that I loved seeing everytime.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3974200337/" title="IMG_3285 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2230/3974200337_5706796fb7.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_3285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early setup before the final pictures to be taken. hehe. see my cute bumpy tummy. My mom was pretty fussy with my Baju "sudah ku bagitau jgntah baju sampit2" hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3974205133/" title="IMG_3385 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2471/3974205133_35b228ef8e.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_3385" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3974210167/" title="IMG_3386 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3440/3974210167_01d8985fa2.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_3386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my makeup.. and i wore fake eyelashes.. rasakan mau eyelash panjang atu ahhh. I wanted to do the extension but I don't want to be disappointed and will keep on pulling them at the end of the day. lol. I'm loving my longer hair.. though I feel like cutting them. hmm. I don't think my husband will allow me.. he doesn't trust me to go to the salon by myself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well.. that's all for my raya. I didn't go raya-ing much this year since my days are near.. my back is not coping very well with my heavy weight too. hmm. I haven't meet all the cousins jua.. be it my mother's side or my father's. I miss my place.. Penanjong to be exact. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ohh.. regarding the flyers below.. Do any of you ever thought how the hell I climbed up that curb whatever u call it? I have to say shit! hahahaha. and I'M PREGNANTTTTTT. hahahahaha. its pretty funny.. we should have recorded that moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-2224043708519286895?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2224043708519286895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2224043708519286895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2224043708519286895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2224043708519286895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-2009-raya.html' title='My 2009 Raya'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2230/3974200337_5706796fb7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7615868562279850148</id><published>2009-09-21T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:01:00.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selamat hari raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><title type='text'>Salam Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/surkrew/3936598588/" title="SHR from Surkrew by Shopian Said, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/3936598588_2132025073_b.jpg" width="400" alt="SHR from Surkrew" /&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/5483211613272519114-7615868562279850148?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7615868562279850148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7615868562279850148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7615868562279850148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7615868562279850148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/09/salam-aidilfitri.html' title='Salam Aidilfitri'/><author><name>surkrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17066802505597034458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/3936598588_2132025073_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-4619408254093549436</id><published>2009-09-14T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:07:15.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Things change for some reasons or not..</title><content type='html'>I used to wear mini skirts in public.. but now.. nope.. I only wear those at home. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be thin.. like.. I may say Emma Watson.. but now.. i'm bulging even more each day (give exception to my atm pregnancy)&lt;br /&gt;My rooms used to be messy before i'm married.. its better now. lol.&lt;br /&gt;I always plucked my eyebrows but I stopped when i'm with Eyan (except for during my wedding day).&lt;br /&gt;I never bake cakes without my mom when i'm younger.. but now that I lived separately from my mom.. I managed to bake few.&lt;br /&gt;I'm worst at cooking.. but i'm ok now.. I can cook what my in-law likes *not to brag*&lt;br /&gt;I'm not bothered if my panty/G's ever flashes between my skirts or my cleavage is obvious from distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i'm trying to say is.. we will be a different person depending on time, who we are with, yada yada yada. &lt;br /&gt;I did change when I'm with Eyan.. idk him. but me.. yes definitely. I was an asshole back then (HAHA).. and still an asshole partly. But then.. i feel that what's important is to know my responsibility as a wife although I may not remember everything to serve my husband. I may not be perfect.. but i depend on the words of my husband. If there's a need to change.. then change for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overtime, your mindset tends to change as well.. you'll be more thinking actively and rasionally i guess. also critically. As hard as you don't wanna burden yourself by thinking that way, you will still be in those category. More, if you are in working environment where there are so many ageing population. hehe. not to leave behind their experience etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what's my point on posting this but.. I just want people to know.. when someone is willing to change for you.. why not change yourself? I'm not targeting specific person here but I want people to get the idea of that. I'm always trying to change myself step by step whether its physically, duniawi or amal ibadah wise. hmm.  I wanna show/prove the best for my kids, my generation. i've set my mission and vision to educate them insyaAllah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm gonna post pictures for my next post. kesian ah boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-4619408254093549436?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4619408254093549436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=4619408254093549436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4619408254093549436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4619408254093549436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-change-for-some-reasons-or-not.html' title='Things change for some reasons or not..'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-6927507242238223270</id><published>2009-08-22T20:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:26:40.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramadhan'/><title type='text'>Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>Yeehee.. its Ramadhan. Welcome Ramadhan. Unfortunately i did not fast today because many people said i'm not recommended but menyasal rasakuuuu.. i'll catch with puasa tomorrow. ehehehe. Hopefully it'll be fine. Amin Amin Amin. I'm looking forward if I can manage to khatam Quran by the end of Ramadhan.. the earlier the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first sahur was at my in law.. first sungkai also. I'll hop to my family's tomorrow *grin* macam si banar aku atu ikut sahur.. puasa nada. hahaha. I just want to accompany the husband though there were other family members. Herewith, I would like to greet &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;ELAMAT BERPUASA friends, cousins and relatives and anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I just knew that Kaka Lina linked me.. hehe. Thanks. I'll link all you people next time.. i'm lazy too put in and put out names and updates. ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/So_jIMhs9vI/AAAAAAAAAwU/lz_1_1cpguU/s1600-h/ramadhan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/So_jIMhs9vI/AAAAAAAAAwU/lz_1_1cpguU/s400/ramadhan2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372762610417334002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohh.. guess what were we doing yesterday? My husband and I and his cousin and also a friend went to Pantai Muara for Raya Photoshoot. and of course it'll be posted during the first day of Raya insyaAllah. It was fun with the baju kurung and me wearing heels with my bulging tummy. hahahahaha. I miss my heels. kan melawankan.. "nda jua sakit bah pakai heels" tunggu batah memakai karang nda tejalan. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attachment? ergh.. I became the Manager of Sales and Business Development for two weeks.. not formally. this is just according to me. Why do I say me the Manager? because i'm the one who attends Manager's meeting. and employees from other departments actually asked me few questions as in "in my opinion" (nda jua patut tu) and i'm doing the CAPEX (capital expenditure) of the proposed project. Even my husband who has a degree and has been working for 3 years never do the CAPEX. amazing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god my boss will be here by this Monday. I hate meetings.. unfortunately i will not be in the office in the morning to update him on what I've been doing. I'm sure he's lost as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-6927507242238223270?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6927507242238223270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=6927507242238223270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6927507242238223270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6927507242238223270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramadhan.html' title='Ramadhan'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/So_jIMhs9vI/AAAAAAAAAwU/lz_1_1cpguU/s72-c/ramadhan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-739615395948537252</id><published>2009-08-05T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:04:48.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>what's next?</title><content type='html'>I see life is.. idk. i've had a hard time adjusting with.. hmm. I just wish few people could understand what's "married life" actually.. I mean I want to have all the freedom. idk why is it that hard to get what I want. heh. I just wish the way i think is the same with others.. on the side of my pemikiran I mean. eh banar tahhhh.. furious ku bahhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my 1st announcement in the blog.. i'm pregnant. I'm happy and tired at the same time.. its heavy and husband is so cute holding my tummy :) People have been wondering I guess.. so what. I kept on saying this.. don't judge me! Its unexpected but then.. I've been looking forward for this cause I seriously thought that I'm not able to carry one. for your information.. it was proposed since last year that my marriage will be this June 2009.. this is the real truth.. i'm not making up stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what.. i've no problem with craving. I'm not fussy. I was being frigging sensitive in my early pregnancy. hahaha. that's not enjoyable at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-739615395948537252?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/739615395948537252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=739615395948537252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/739615395948537252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/739615395948537252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-next.html' title='what&apos;s next?'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7518354882767651759</id><published>2009-08-01T21:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:46:56.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Boring Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Snb3TiTAw_I/AAAAAAAAAwM/gKVuoXUyayE/s1600-h/3607985734_a4818ba91e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Snb3TiTAw_I/AAAAAAAAAwM/gKVuoXUyayE/s400/3607985734_a4818ba91e_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365747921054647282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Snb3TeULcfI/AAAAAAAAAwE/kSmNOKgjh68/s1600-h/3603176357_4f9182475c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Snb3TeULcfI/AAAAAAAAAwE/kSmNOKgjh68/s400/3603176357_4f9182475c_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365747919985799666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Snb3TMEg7oI/AAAAAAAAAv8/VDQqSZ5h1Rw/s1600-h/3603176355_bbee042a39_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Snb3TMEg7oI/AAAAAAAAAv8/VDQqSZ5h1Rw/s400/3603176355_bbee042a39_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365747915088260738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Snb3S2tps-I/AAAAAAAAAv0/b8iD252HIjY/s1600-h/3603176351_35071d2ddc_o-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Snb3S2tps-I/AAAAAAAAAv0/b8iD252HIjY/s400/3603176351_35071d2ddc_o-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365747909355221986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Snb3SvufR0I/AAAAAAAAAvs/q0-6gIbyziE/s1600-h/3598517472_c10f31c3b7_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Snb3SvufR0I/AAAAAAAAAvs/q0-6gIbyziE/s400/3598517472_c10f31c3b7_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365747907479684930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha. sorry for the lack of updates. I'm expecting cobwebs if this blog is physical. lol. I know I know.. I haven't post my wedding pictures.. I think its too late for me to post that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as of now? I'm bulging from today to tomorrow. you get what I mean. Husband is gaining more weight than I do.. lol. and I need to mention it here.. I gain 3.1kg in a month. 0_0 and addition to this topic.. eyan gained 4. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;My attachment? I'm starting to feel that I'm doing most of the job in my department since there is only me and my Boss in the department. Imagine that? and I hate stairs.. f*** stairs.. rumah tangga.. kraja tangga. cramp kakiku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today.. 3/8/09.. I went home from work at 10pm.. I hate it. not what I expect.. especially me in my heavy situation and me as an attachment student. damn. eheh. Its all because of a visit by this one particular organisation that'' be tomorrow.. everything is last minute. ergh. I told you.. i'm like know most of my department's stuff. eheh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my husband is doing his office work now as well. I guess he has alot to catch up with since he was on leave for two days last week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-7518354882767651759?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7518354882767651759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7518354882767651759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7518354882767651759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7518354882767651759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/08/boring-updates.html' title='Boring Updates'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Snb3TiTAw_I/AAAAAAAAAwM/gKVuoXUyayE/s72-c/3607985734_a4818ba91e_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-5262739001846923765</id><published>2009-07-03T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:46:13.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H1N1 news is scaring me..</title><content type='html'>As for now.. there are 93 cases is it? 20+ was released from the Hospital but then adding up is more than released. and one was defeated to h1n1.. its a 12 year old girl. kesian eh. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my current condition.. seriously i'm scared to go out. idk if I have a low immune system whatsoever but better save then sorry. Is it possible that the virus is transferred through air? in that case.. people shouldn't be ignorant about this anymore. take an action please. What annoys me very badly.. MOH kept on saying not to panic. i mean.. that will give the assurance to the public that "IT IS OK TO GO OUT" wth. come on lahh.. think about it will ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our housing environment is no longer save to me.. cause wanna know why? RBA workers like stewardess and pilot are staying here.. you never know~~ i'm not blaming them. but just being anxious. so yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attachment.. its getting fun and fun eventhough.. stairs is fucking burdening.. and I know.. I should consider that as exercise. lol. I had my first staff meeting today and I was told to introduce myself by the General Manager.. i'm all clueless. He wants me to describe/explain myself.. and I only manage to tell my name and nickname and what I want to gain for this next 6 months. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband.. I love you. xOXo (hug. Big kiss. Big Hugg. kiss) hahahahaha. that Nacho Libre is stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-5262739001846923765?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/5262739001846923765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=5262739001846923765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/5262739001846923765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/5262739001846923765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/07/h1n1-news-is-scaring-me.html' title='H1N1 news is scaring me..'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-3477820306368925284</id><published>2009-06-29T09:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:31:11.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solemnization Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3669696717/" title="_MG_1341 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2438/3669696717_867bb04a92_o.jpg" width="300" height="200" alt="_MG_1341" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3669697211/" title="_MG_1352 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3320/3669697211_54d0f5ed4e_o.jpg" width="300" height="200" alt="_MG_1352" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3669698053/" title="_MG_1405 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2551/3669698053_35b4409c83_o.jpg" width="300" height="200" alt="_MG_1405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3669697777/" title="_MG_1371 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3359/3669697777_2ef14d1187_o.jpg" width="300" height="450" alt="_MG_1371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3669698739/" title="_MG_1407 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3630/3669698739_5a01ccbd2f_o.jpg" width="300" height="450" alt="_MG_1407" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3669699183/" title="_MG_1413 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2426/3669699183_25b3f70262_o.jpg" width="300" height="200" alt="_MG_1413" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3669699637/" title="_MG_1417 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3628/3669699637_a179d3a8f8_o.jpg" width="300" height="450" alt="_MG_1417" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3670504202/" title="_MG_1440 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2583/3670504202_bb3ef254b7_o.jpg" width="300" height="200" alt="_MG_1440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3669700557/" title="_MG_1461 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2608/3669700557_a0bf07b5e0_o.jpg" width="300" height="200" alt="_MG_1461" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3669700969/" title="_MG_1462 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3669700969_e7244d337e_o.jpg" width="300" height="200" alt="_MG_1462" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3670505978/" title="_MG_1463 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2476/3670505978_ab91383e28_o.jpg" width="300" height="200" alt="_MG_1463" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the unedited pictures during solemnization. Damn.. resizing the pictures sure does make me feel sleepy. eheh. I haf part 2 of the solemnization. I'll be doing the editing beforehand though.. which might take few days. lol. Then i'll be posting my berbedak ceremony and sanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ilah Aussie.. nah liat tia gambar ku. hehe. ko malar menagih ah. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was hectic with events. We have the Thai Product Fair at ICC. Then just last night we have Asian Product Expo (Raya is getting nearer.. so yea. byk kain ne). Then we have Kokami Expo at Giant with all the snakes stuff whatever. and we also have the Talent show at Mall. so yea.. its kinda scary though to go out when there are rise in the H1N1 cases here. Just this morning when I listened to the news.. I think it has reached 25 within 3/4 days. idk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 1 more thing.. school holiday is extended for 1 more week. I'm so unlucky that I won't be having my holidays until this end of year since I have my attachment. but.. yeay.. tani kerajakan next year ah. lol. oh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-3477820306368925284?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3477820306368925284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=3477820306368925284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3477820306368925284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3477820306368925284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/06/solemnization-part-i.html' title='Solemnization Part I'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-3358720369678509856</id><published>2009-06-22T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:26:13.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates on Attachment</title><content type='html'>So yea I started the attachment today.. and I felt like I was there for more than a week already. hehe. I know most of the staffs.. I did the admin work, as well as maintenance. and yeay.. i've considered myself having my own accomplishment. lol. My supervisor is not around at the moment.. I'm attached to Sales Department unfortunately my supervisor didn't leave any work list for me. Hence, i'm going all around the departments basically which sounds tiring and awful to me. eheh. oh well.. work work work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, here's Eyan's picture of his haircut.. hehe. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3643737661/" title="eyan's hair by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3326/3643737661_be0bda961e_m.jpg" width="240" height="121" alt="eyan's hair" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and heyy.. here's what I meant by we dragged the shoes with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3644543556/" title="eyan's shoes by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3314/3644543556_9ed11771f6_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="eyan's shoes" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3643737475/" title="zaty by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3647/3643737475_9f6996ea12_m.jpg" width="240" height="179" alt="zaty" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaty is bored and tired and having the backache after for so long. Husband promised me to massage me later on which i'm looking forward to. eheh. Thanks in advance love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time flies so fast that I didn't realised it has reached the final time of work hour which is good. shit.. its 11 again? damn it. I'm gonna go for my late dinner and hit the sack. but need to iron baju beforehand. ciao people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-3358720369678509856?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3358720369678509856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=3358720369678509856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3358720369678509856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3358720369678509856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/06/updates-on-attachment.html' title='Updates on Attachment'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3326/3643737661_be0bda961e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-6871774745423841279</id><published>2009-06-21T00:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:46:36.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Here goes pictures</title><content type='html'>Hiiiiiii.. *grin*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to upload few pictures of me during my so-called "Autumn" in Brunei. lol. Location is a secret. hahaha. So yea.. these were taken 1/2 days before my solemnization. hehe. and guess what.. its kind of embarassing that the husband told me to be the model. esh. People were watching us playing with the camera and flash.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3644331338/" title="IMG_0716 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3546/3644331338_355cd61da5_o.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_0716" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3643523927/" title="IMG_0714 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3411/3643523927_0116a4c98e_o.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_0714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3644327270/" title="IMG_0692 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2470/3644327270_98ff56f569_b.jpg" width="333" height="200" alt="IMG_0692" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;I have more batch of these in my flickr.. too lazy to upload all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;Due to the addiction of wearing the fake eyelashes.. here's what I bought during my trip last time. hehehe. Wedding's fault as I wore fake eyelashes on most of my events like Nikah Ceremony, Berbedak as well as Sanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3644332222/" title="Zaty's eyelash by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3609/3644332222_026193f8b7_o.jpg" width="333" height="200" alt="Zaty's eyelash" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;I know its blurry.. but i like the colours. hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;Guess what.. I'm gonna start my attachment soon.. like this Monday. hmm. I hope.. and I think its going to be fine. There's only 2 of us who got accepted by this company.. me and Abby (my next-door friend and my cousin's friend as well). It'll be fun and I know its going to be tiring as the working hour is from 745 to 530 except for Friday.. until 430. Good Luck Zaty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;*thinking* how's all my friends coping up with world? nyeh. and heyy.. I haven't pick up our (Zaty and Eyan) official wedding photography.. too many things to do at one time is boring. and guys.. my early stage of married life is superb.. I love the husband so much and he's doing well.. obviously in front of his new desktop (don't deny it.. its still new!). and i'll tell ya when it gets boring.. lol. won't be insyaAllah.. i just want to cherish the start of the new life. hee. Have faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;oh btw, Eyan did his hair art just this week.. he was only with it for 3/4 days and now he's cutting his hair again cause he is worried that the workplace is catching a heart attack just looking at his hair. nyeh nyeh nyeh. unfortunately its still visible.. and he doesn't want to go for skinned head. lol. so just put it that way. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;keep on waiting.. i'll be uploading the pictures tonight.. i'll put some more photos soon! no worries. banyak ne gambar kami.. hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5483211613272519114-6871774745423841279?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6871774745423841279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=6871774745423841279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6871774745423841279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6871774745423841279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-goes-pictures.html' title='Here goes pictures'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2470/3644327270_98ff56f569_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-6969572953880727180</id><published>2009-06-06T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:12:46.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Wedding update</title><content type='html'>Here's an update.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past few weeks i've been hibernating from the outside world.. technically. because.. I'M WAITING FOR THIS DAY. hehehe. Yeay.. finally officially we're husband and wife. HEE. Ask me? How do I feel? I'm ecstatically excited, happy and honored and kambang as well. Though my day starts with gloomy faces due to some reasons I can't go against.. Its my day.. our day. 5/6/09.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got so serious when the Nikah ceremony starts.. shaky jua ku *grin* So many things to do.. I mean with the signing.. giving permission to my dad as wali.. listening to khutbah nikah (all this time.. I thought it would be longer) then hearing to Eyan's whatever. He was stiff-sounded... lol. and what's funny.. after 4weeks of khursus nikah.. my nene as the Imam asked him "ingat masih apa rukun nikah?" hahahaha. and idk.. maybe those trigger his nervousness.. he couldn't answer. lol. and people laughed.. seriously. You won't expect that question from Imam aka nene lakiku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moving on.. we took lotsa pictures.. I think. Hmm.. Eyan is goooooddd in front of cameras.. lol. I hope the pictures will go well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gotta bounce.. I need to lulur my face and hit the sack soon. tomorrow will be my berbedak function/berinai too. Hope things will get better tomorrow. Amin ya rabbal alamin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-6969572953880727180?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6969572953880727180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=6969572953880727180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6969572953880727180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6969572953880727180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-update.html' title='Wedding update'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-3236032905770576069</id><published>2009-05-21T15:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:55:57.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Randomized post</title><content type='html'>Few things happen for a reason. I quoted Nurul's words.. "if ko sudah kana bagi cemani, ani amanah Allah arah mu". I guess I believe that. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was scrolling through this one lady's pictures.. not gonna mention here. She looks glowy and I have to say "clean".. something just shows the pureness from her face. I guess a person is letting her go does have an effect on her.. I pray for your wellness from head to toe. Amin. I saw her at the mall last time but it feels weird to approach her.. even to smile at her. Lets just put it that way.. I'm not hating you.. its just.. I don't feel good to be put the blame on me when my intention is good for this two people eventhough its not working very well in the end. Somehow it did before the ends really totally over. hmm. what i'm saying here is.. amanah nya might be arah someone else.. not this one person anymore. maybe there is need to change this new person? or.. idk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I attended Khursus Nikah for 3times already.. next week will be my final khursus. Having a lecturer in front of us and me listening very carefully.. here's one thing. As you people know.. "kata2 itu satu doa". Kata2 actually involves everything.. our mindset, what the heart is saying and all. As hard as I don't want to believe that.. actually it is true. what's in your thought but was not said aloud.. it is a doa. I came across few events in my life that I imagined dulu came true. scary huh? That is why you are not allowed to be a pessimistic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s O_O its 2 weeks. the wedding is in 2 weeks. and damn.. my room is not fully furnished yet. lol. and the parents kept on calling me every single day asking me this and that.. how can I relax my mind? ergh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywhoo, Happy Belated 3rd year Anniversary Shopian. It was more than 3 years from the day we met actually.. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-3236032905770576069?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3236032905770576069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=3236032905770576069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3236032905770576069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3236032905770576069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/05/few-things-happen-for-reason.html' title='Randomized post'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7847679968960020250</id><published>2009-05-08T08:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:22:30.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Solemnization and Wedding</title><content type='html'>ok.. I'm officially announcing that the solemnization will be on the 5th June 2009. The big wedding day will be on the 7th June 2009. Obviously.. I have to invite friends and cousins. and obviously.. I will be inviting all the classmates in case some people is wondering. shock? I'm in shock more.. I have to say its worrying me abit. heh. in all aspects I mean..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry to few people if i haven't been myself lately.. my days are just so miserable that no one knows what i'm going through.. i just couldn't figure myself out and what's it gonna be in the future. I mean.. there's no one that really knows me well.. not even the fiancee. I am tired with all the preparations.. i've to go to the wedding shop myself like more than 5 times. than doing tawaf checking barang hantaran.. ITS TIRING and I don't like it. Gifts for the guests haven't been decided yet and guess what.. its less than 1 month? oh my god. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and all this stuffs.. mix it up with my studies and assignments and exams.. its just making me crazy and I can't even handle the pressure myself.. honestly, I cried due to pressure around me. I can't stand any single thing. So don't blame me if I started to curse and swearing.. I know few people dislike that.. but I barely can't stand the pressure from people as well as the dates coming up. Anyway, I'm thankful that the final Business Accounting is done. I've to concentrate on Economics saja lagi. Good Luck to me. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-7847679968960020250?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7847679968960020250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7847679968960020250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7847679968960020250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7847679968960020250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok.html' title='Solemnization and Wedding'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-8883194730489765984</id><published>2009-04-26T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:05:08.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement'/><title type='text'>The Big Day</title><content type='html'>I'm officially engaged to Mohamad Shopian on the 24th April 2009. It has been 3 days i'm a fiancee to someone. Ask me whether i'm happy or not.. i'm not so sure either. heh. But its funny when Eyan and I started calling each other.. "hi fiancee" or "eh tunang me.." hahaha. He got so sasak when I said to him.. "me single" lol. The fact is i'm not. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to admit that I was so damn nervous when his family came over to my place. It was a full house.. every inch of the house is cramp with asses and feets. hehe. The families joined me and my mom to prepare all the foods so the berry last minute. Alhamdulillah we got extra food.. as in everyone ampit lah ah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the fiancee.. you've done so many wrongs in the past.. I just hope that you will see the future properly and think wisely. I got tired spraying my saliva at you just hoping and wishing that you will change and think of what you had done. I am not assured whether you know me very well.. but you should know a lady's heart.. I mean a good lady with an honest heart.. not the birah and melayan type. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I will always love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Love, Zati Zakirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5483211613272519114-8883194730489765984?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/8883194730489765984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=8883194730489765984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/8883194730489765984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/On6qL8JkZGc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;Love of my life, my soulmate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're my best friend &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part of me like breathing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now half of me is left &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;Don't know anything at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who am I to say you love me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know anything at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And who am I to say you need me &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;Color me blue I'm lost in you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't know why I'm still waiting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Many moons have come and gone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't know why I'm still searching &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;Don't know anything at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And who am I to say you love me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know anything at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And who am I to say you need me &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;Hmmm hmmm mmm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uhhh oohhh aahhh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hooo aahhh ohh ohhh &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;Now you're a song I love to sing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never thought it feels so free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I know what's meant to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And that's okay with me &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;But who am I to say you love me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And who am I to say you need me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And who am I to say you love me &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;Mmmm hmmm &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;I don't know anything at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And who am I to say you love me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know anything at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And who am I to say you need me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know anything at all &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;I don't know anything at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know anything at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know anything at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-1897976736631083692?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1897976736631083692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=1897976736631083692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1897976736631083692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1897976736631083692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-am-i-to-say.html' title='WHO AM I TO SAY'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-3685948439228960515</id><published>2009-04-22T04:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T04:59:51.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><title type='text'>WOKE UP AT 3 IN THE MORNING</title><content type='html'>Something just bothers me up causing my continuing headache and disgusted of bed. I'm getting tired to share it with other people. I just don't understand the person that i've been with for few years. I am never gonna read this person. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I did wrong.. I don't even know. What's missing in me.. I am not sure. You are no longer my sleeping pills that you were.. being beside you is insecure. I just wish that people would know my current "situation" and the depression that i've been through. As hard as I am avoiding and controlling the stress at school.. this is just not acceptable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big day is coming.. only few knows what it is.. right Min? thanks for being there to comfort me though I haven't pass any specific informations. An angel who accepts any bad behaviour.. the so-called "carried away" *sigh* I don't know when will I be the devil.. I just wish. I am just hoping this would stop until here as responsibilities are getting heavier in years to come and I don't think I can bear to go through the same thing again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se4ymnFY17I/AAAAAAAAAvY/nFg2PoxSbMM/s1600-h/Upset+babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se4ymnFY17I/AAAAAAAAAvY/nFg2PoxSbMM/s400/Upset+babies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327251048133875634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just miss being kids that I miss my parents to be with me. Lately was hectic discussing things with the parents so I have alot of time with them. I just feel like confronting them but I know.. life is abit longer than I expected. and maybe someday.. saving it for someday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-3685948439228960515?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3685948439228960515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=3685948439228960515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3685948439228960515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3685948439228960515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/04/woke-up-at-3-in-morning.html' title='WOKE UP AT 3 IN THE MORNING'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se4ymnFY17I/AAAAAAAAAvY/nFg2PoxSbMM/s72-c/Upset+babies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2593061888966466204</id><published>2009-04-21T15:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T04:03:00.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business School'/><title type='text'>Here's an update.. outdated SP Funfair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2ibXtctmI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/9zmPt8mUoYY/s1600-h/IMG_6599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2ibXtctmI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/9zmPt8mUoYY/s400/IMG_6599.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327092525353973346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2ibIW_0SI/AAAAAAAAAvI/wRcvzfVmNn8/s1600-h/IMG_6598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2ibIW_0SI/AAAAAAAAAvI/wRcvzfVmNn8/s400/IMG_6598.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327092521233273122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2WHUaaIlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/WtWiHLv9Azs/s1600-h/IMG_6572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2WHUaaIlI/AAAAAAAAAvA/WtWiHLv9Azs/s400/IMG_6572.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327078986731889234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2WG_b6uqI/AAAAAAAAAu4/K75bTdWM8UQ/s1600-h/IMG_6560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2WG_b6uqI/AAAAAAAAAu4/K75bTdWM8UQ/s400/IMG_6560.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327078981101075106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2WG-js_aI/AAAAAAAAAuw/cxEJet5PxPo/s1600-h/IMG_6544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2WG-js_aI/AAAAAAAAAuw/cxEJet5PxPo/s400/IMG_6544.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327078980865293730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2K162nETI/AAAAAAAAAuo/zvG8-fQoBfE/s1600-h/IMG_6534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2K162nETI/AAAAAAAAAuo/zvG8-fQoBfE/s400/IMG_6534.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327066593185173810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2K1jn1QDI/AAAAAAAAAug/JhNHvW3290I/s1600-h/IMG_6498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2K1jn1QDI/AAAAAAAAAug/JhNHvW3290I/s400/IMG_6498.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327066586949173298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2K1fWuWAI/AAAAAAAAAuY/wzpUwH7Foqw/s1600-h/IMG_6480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2K1fWuWAI/AAAAAAAAAuY/wzpUwH7Foqw/s400/IMG_6480.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327066585803675650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2Ie1wXCEI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/jiI9VlAw8kc/s1600-h/IMG_6430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2Ie1wXCEI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/jiI9VlAw8kc/s400/IMG_6430.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327063997656533058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2IeoF-knI/AAAAAAAAAuI/n7TD0iu3iKY/s1600-h/IMG_6416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2IeoF-knI/AAAAAAAAAuI/n7TD0iu3iKY/s400/IMG_6416.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327063993989108338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2IedWZk7I/AAAAAAAAAuA/JO3gRVcfIM8/s1600-h/IMG_6408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2IedWZk7I/AAAAAAAAAuA/JO3gRVcfIM8/s400/IMG_6408.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327063991105196978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2GiPuVNEI/AAAAAAAAAt4/9Psq9tL2C_c/s1600-h/IMG_6337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2GiPuVNEI/AAAAAAAAAt4/9Psq9tL2C_c/s400/IMG_6337.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327061857143698498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2GhyjJkzI/AAAAAAAAAtw/wXP3_fLrTFg/s1600-h/IMG_6328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2GhyjJkzI/AAAAAAAAAtw/wXP3_fLrTFg/s400/IMG_6328.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327061849312170802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2FJwJMiHI/AAAAAAAAAto/IT3h62ttTH4/s1600-h/IMG_6327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2FJwJMiHI/AAAAAAAAAto/IT3h62ttTH4/s400/IMG_6327.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327060336837953650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2FJZUHFJI/AAAAAAAAAtg/b1CofI92F_w/s1600-h/IMG_6324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2FJZUHFJI/AAAAAAAAAtg/b1CofI92F_w/s400/IMG_6324.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327060330709718162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't have any other available pictures to upload. and the one that I uploaded is during way backkkkkkk in February.. that was our Sekolah Perdagangan Funfair. I was the photographer and I just looked at the pictures today.. in April. believe me. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-2593061888966466204?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2593061888966466204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2593061888966466204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2593061888966466204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2593061888966466204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/04/heres-update-outdated-sp-funfair.html' title='Here&apos;s an update.. outdated SP Funfair'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/Se2ibXtctmI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/9zmPt8mUoYY/s72-c/IMG_6599.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-6808305189736507978</id><published>2009-04-09T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:05:27.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>GIVE ME EXTRA TIME</title><content type='html'>Hi. I've been neglecting this blog for some times. Sorry for that. I've been busy and will be much more busier this coming 2 months. I have exams coming up.. 3 papers and 1 assignment and few more events that I have to attend to is just pressuring me. My previous holiday is useless.. I've no idea what I did with my holiday. Doesn't even ring a bell of anything. See how bad was my days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I was trying hard to finish my LNC Report and I had my LNC Presentation just this morning. I think I did well though I was obviously lazy and not having any sign of happiness mode. However, stuffs that surely a good news is there will be no more official lesson for LNC. By that I can concentrate on my other 3 subjects. Lately, I drove alot and I don't even own a license yet.. and that lure me to my backache and tired. Oh crap.. this post will be a confession of burden. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have too many to write down here. Shutting it off will be good rather than continuing. Eyan and me is doing good so far if that what you guys wanna know. heh. He is rather busy with his work though.. handling the sports section of his life. nyohh. He is not active in rollerblading lately.. but YES to badminton. and he managed to get that bulging tummy for 3 years working. HAHAHA. His hair is messy.. looking abit like Elvis Presley. and I think we're gonna head to Gadong again for dinner.. I totally forgot to cook and its late to start to prepare dinner. sorry baby kuuhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update regularly insyaAllah. well.. its not that important.. I mean people don't really wait for my new update. lol. Salam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-6808305189736507978?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6808305189736507978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=6808305189736507978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6808305189736507978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6808305189736507978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/04/give-me-extra-time.html' title='GIVE ME EXTRA TIME'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-3739099688635158490</id><published>2009-03-08T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:37:25.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Up to..</title><content type='html'>Done with my Business Project Report. Next will be the presentation. grr. takutku eh. BA test is on the 14th. I need all the rest that I deserved to get. hehehe. damn.. I printed and compiled a 100 plus pages of report.. sakit jiwa ku tarus ulihnya. heh. I'm listening to a football match at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, we're staying at the new place most of the time. My parents haven't check the place out. eheh. nda plg necessary. eheh. Yesterday, I went out with Taqina at Yayasan and was busy driving myself to there and here trying to finish my assignment and at the same time.. accompanied Eyan earlier to Pizza Hut rail for skate video. and was nagged late last night pasal hard disk laptop ku tgl 5 GIGABYTES. SERIOUSLY. I deleted most of my videos and I got 20plus gb. hehehe. I should just burn all the videos to dvds. next time maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY NORLIYANA. Suka ku ne when ada kawan ku yg lain masuk TWENTY. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcm boring ah cerita ku ani? nda ku tau wah jua apa lagi kan dblog. eheh. ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-3739099688635158490?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3739099688635158490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=3739099688635158490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3739099688635158490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3739099688635158490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/03/up-to.html' title='Up to..'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2868815737515175691</id><published>2009-03-03T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T15:19:21.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>As much as you argue alot with your family.. your family is always the first. You'll know when you are in my situation. I miss my mother alot. I never talk about them alot in here. But they, my parents, are the best in the whole wide world. Dulu I was a headache to them because I always go against apa yg drg taught me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, at the age of 21, I realised most things why they told us to do this and that. Cause when u get married someday.. they are not gonna stay with you anymore and they don't have that long time anymore to serve you as a child. They never have enough of you as their child. They were with you since you were a baby.. for me.. its 21 years. They read you very well even though its not obvious and you say.. "mama inda faham" bla bla bla. but in fact they do.. they do honestly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't be here at this age. This is not my standing ovation. This is not what I imagined and dreamt dulu.. this is not it. You know what i dreamt dulu? Getting the best job and drive the best car and give my mother a 1.5k every month. Get a maid for them and live in a beautiful house and get married and have a twin babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.. its too far from that. How would you think I will get the best job with only unsuccessful A'Level and a future ND holder in Business and Finance.. stupid much? giling2 saja ku. Regretting is useless now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s when I say I want a shoulder to cry on.. I just need people to hear me not being manipulative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-2868815737515175691?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2868815737515175691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2868815737515175691&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2868815737515175691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2868815737515175691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/03/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-1320617455224718609</id><published>2009-03-03T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T13:49:48.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tag by Enoy</title><content type='html'>If I were a month I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- December because that's the full-time holiday. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a day of the week I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- Sunday, yea right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a time of day I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- 5.00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a planet I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- This universe i'm stepping on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sea animal I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- Dolphin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a direction I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- idk. North maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a piece of furniture I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- Bean bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sin I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- idk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were an emotion I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- mixed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a liquid I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a stone, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- Sapphire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a tree, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- Pokok Natal. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a bird, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- Burung Kaka Tua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a tool, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- screwdriver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a flower/plant, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- Red Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a kind of weather, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a mythical creature, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- idk. beautiful mermaid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a musical instrument, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- Piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were an animal, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- Beaver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a color, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a material, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- cotton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a taste, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- sour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a scent, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- CK one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a word, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- zati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a body part I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a facial expression I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- ewww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a subject in school I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- Biology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a cartoon character I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a shape I would be a/an:&lt;br /&gt;- sphere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a number I would be:&lt;br /&gt;- 42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Talk as much as you want cause you know what.. I'm not talking about you fyi and you actually melepaskan pekung di dada. heh. You don't know me. and I think you should stop comparing my family and other people's family cause as I said.. you don't know me. I don't need to talk about this cause obviously you have something against me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-1320617455224718609?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1320617455224718609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=1320617455224718609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1320617455224718609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1320617455224718609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag-by-enoy.html' title='Tag by Enoy'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2314525471488790522</id><published>2009-02-27T11:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:33:45.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><title type='text'>FUNNY THING</title><content type='html'>Someone is google-ing "zati eyan" yesterday twice using a mac and a window OS *wondering* heh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BTW, EASILY OFFENDED PERSON IS NOT ALLOWED TO READ THE CONTENT OF MY BLOG.  AND IF THERE'S THE EXISTENCE OF OFFENDED FEELINGS, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO LEAVE ME MESSAGES, COMMENTS AND ENQUIRY ME. BUT YOU ARE ALWAYS WELCOME TO LEAVE THIS BLOG ASAP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THANK YOU FOR YOUR CO-OPERATION.&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/5483211613272519114-2314525471488790522?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2314525471488790522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2314525471488790522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2314525471488790522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2314525471488790522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/02/funny-thing.html' title='FUNNY THING'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7455206282311871928</id><published>2009-02-27T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T09:22:58.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I AM THIS</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows i'm a total bitch. I'm better off &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;keeping silent&lt;/span&gt; and be a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loner&lt;/span&gt; than sitting with other people side by side in the same room. I see few people is feeling me when I posted the last post. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do I really care&lt;/span&gt;? Maybe. but I won't apologise for that. The fact that i'm not stating names is on purpose but to me it is a general thing that you people shouldn't be touch by it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life nowadays to me is.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;pitying other people who is suppose to have the freedom of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pitying other people who haven't familiar with rules and regulations of their life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not the time anymore to choose a real friend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;suppose to be well read by people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wanting to have no fight anymore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go with the flow following the phase of life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;supposedly having the highest education qualifications&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;time to give to the parents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no need to say things, but should know what you should do as age is not lowering ever&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thinking about other people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;worried of chances supposedly for other people but me getting it and spoiling it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not having the life I planned to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s I've been there sitting alone and down in the corner without people approaching me and Eyan was always there and he always support me to the top and making me feel good and not to think of what other people says. I'm used to it but I know where my position is.. Eyan is always the first in front of me as he will be my future husband. Amin. and so my parents. I'm always giving up my priority for others in front of me fyi. but why don't you people?? try reading other people.. YES I'M A BITCH technically and I might miss few reading. but at least i'm doing all my stuffs to myself and at the age of 18.. berdikari ku sudah. &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/5483211613272519114-7455206282311871928?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7455206282311871928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7455206282311871928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7455206282311871928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7455206282311871928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-this.html' title='I AM THIS'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-8415679375079330382</id><published>2009-02-24T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:26:55.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tag by Enoy</title><content type='html'>Here are the rules - post this list on your profile replacing my answers with yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;- I don’t think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?&lt;br /&gt;- last 2 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?&lt;br /&gt;- sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?&lt;br /&gt;- err..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?&lt;br /&gt;- I wish. Yg kiut mcm anak c ejammm. Hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;- No. cause I know me is a loner and prefer that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. DO YOU USE SARCASM?&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes. Eheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?&lt;br /&gt;- Tonsil what? Penyakit ? never. Nauzubillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes. IF Eyan wants to go with me and always stay beside me or attach together is a good idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?&lt;br /&gt;- Cornflakes with milk and sugar. Hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?&lt;br /&gt;- No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?&lt;br /&gt;-  I never like ice-cream like so bad. But I prefer chocolate and mint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;- Face. Duhhh. Or her accessories. Or shoes. Or dress. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. RED OR PINK?&lt;br /&gt;- Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;- Easily burnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;- Babah and Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO COMPLETE THIS LIST?&lt;br /&gt;- Manasaja tah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;- I wear green top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;- ITunes is off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?&lt;br /&gt;- Green most likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. FAVORITE SMELLS?&lt;br /&gt;- CK one and Eyan’s body odour. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;- Eyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO POSTED THIS NOTE?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeap. As a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?&lt;br /&gt;- Badminton and futsal; football, Figure skating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. HAIR COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;- Black is my original. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. EYE COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;- Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. FAVORITE FOOD?&lt;br /&gt;- uhuh.. too many kan di mention here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?&lt;br /&gt;- Both. I can’t really choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?&lt;br /&gt;- Tali Pocong Perawan (buduuuuhhhhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;- Green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. SUMMER OR WINTER?&lt;br /&gt;- Winter. Had enough of summer here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. HUGS OR KISSES?&lt;br /&gt;- I can do both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. FAVORITE DESSERT?&lt;br /&gt;- Green apple with mayo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;- nda complete jua qs nya ani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;- entah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?&lt;br /&gt;- Don’t have one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;- Can’t remember. Aku ingat liat tali pocong perawan saja and car dvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. FAVORITE SOUND(S)?&lt;br /&gt;- Piano. Keyboard. Drum. Guitar. Harmonica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?&lt;br /&gt;- Beatles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?&lt;br /&gt;- idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?&lt;br /&gt;- Brunei. Di katil Ripas kali. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. DO YOU HAVE ANY TATTOOS?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK?&lt;br /&gt;- entah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. HOW DID YOU MEET YOUR SPOUSE/SIGNIFIGANT OTHER?&lt;br /&gt;- Panjang mun kan diceritakan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-8415679375079330382?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/8415679375079330382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=8415679375079330382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/8415679375079330382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/8415679375079330382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-by-enoy.html' title='Tag by Enoy'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2177582405922536791</id><published>2009-02-19T22:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:12:34.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kebuduhan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood swing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business School Frens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>-_=</title><content type='html'>I'm at home doing nothing other than trying over and over refreshing Pet Society in Facebook. eheh. oh btw, I made my final choice already for the attachment.. 1st: Armada. 2nd: BAG Networks. 3rd: BICB Capital. So, its either one of this or none. See how it goes. Another exam will be in March maybe insyaAllah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LNC Test was pretty easy. I managed to answer them in 45 minutes I think. hehe. So yea.. most of us went out early. School is no longer fun nowadays. Too many things to be complained. I should keep that to myself and maybe Eyan knows. Few days ago was stressful enough just staring at "things". nyohh. Characteristic is a total fucker and fucking ignorance. If I'm considering to continue.. I won't be stop bitching. trust me. Life sucks big time when I see the "thing".. seriously. Additional to this.. talam dua muka saying things about each other but in the end.. you miss that person.. aren't you? my goodness. unbearable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SZ1yJdabuZI/AAAAAAAAAtA/5_G3ptvk_b0/s1600-h/fuck+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SZ1yJdabuZI/AAAAAAAAAtA/5_G3ptvk_b0/s400/fuck+you.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304521442952198546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh.. we're moving out soon. There will be 3 rooms.. and we will take 2 rooms for our things and 1 will be for guest room.. I really hope that it will be neat and tidy all the time. I just wanna get married ASAP due to so many reasons. I just hate that people is taking advantage thinking of me and Eyan haven't had a serious relationship aka not even a fiancee. These people couldn't care less for what me and Eyan feels. like.. all of you human doesn't understand us. fuck. eh stress ku cemani ani. I really need to talk to my mother. I'm not married yet and why is it that hard for me to enjoy this life? I mean this "bujang" moment to do whatever we should do and should act. burdening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm bloody enraged. ergh. I need to sleep I think. Thank god its Friday tomorrow and I can rest but then.. heh. Eyan feels me. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had fun talking with Syarfa at school. You made my day. hehe. Eyan can't stop nagging me today.. sorry baby but seriously.. you are like my father already. I just want someone to listen and give me advice not NAG. anyway, its all good now. (Eyan is busy with his brother's new camera.. pity lots). Thanks for everything btw people.. to you too baby. hugs.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh btw, thing that could make my day is looking at Ejamm's baby boy. OMG.. he is so cute. I hold him last night and I was like.. ergh.. ku gigit ko karang. hahaha. insyaAllah nama babynya.. something like "Wafri Ethan Idraaqi" that's just nice and beautiful! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Congratulations to Ejaam and Ayong for your first baby boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Alhamdulillah things went well in the labor room accept for slowing heartbeat and something's gotta do with the umbilical cord. eheh. Next post tah i'll post semua pictures.. alrights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SZ12AIEsY6I/AAAAAAAAAtY/vizyUggP6v8/s1600-h/photo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SZ12AIEsY6I/AAAAAAAAAtY/vizyUggP6v8/s400/photo-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304525680651559842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SZ12AKVNF2I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/jXO3f0lnfqI/s1600-h/photo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SZ12AKVNF2I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/jXO3f0lnfqI/s400/photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304525681257682786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SZ11_7yNmFI/AAAAAAAAAtI/E9skr1Omz5k/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SZ11_7yNmFI/AAAAAAAAAtI/E9skr1Omz5k/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304525677352818770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s Sorry Ejaam nda ku tahan nda kan simpan gambar nya cni ani. kiut bahhh. i've been waiting for kawan2ku ada anak. hahaha. siuk ehhhh. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-2177582405922536791?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2177582405922536791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2177582405922536791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2177582405922536791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2177582405922536791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='-_='/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SZ1yJdabuZI/AAAAAAAAAtA/5_G3ptvk_b0/s72-c/fuck+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-467295656683244538</id><published>2009-02-18T07:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T08:05:10.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>WEDNESDAY</title><content type='html'>I didn't go to school today. hee. well.. that is my weekly routine. I'm announcing that Zaty has 3 off days from school a week. lol. Anyway, we (the classmates) are suppose to choose where to be attached for 6 months and last day is today. and I haven't made up my mind which is super tiring to think of. I have few in mind though but i'll sketch it later. I have to write CV as well which I totally forgot until Nurul texted me asking about when i'm going to send mine. and now i'm going to work on it. sigh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;urmm.. last sunday, Business School organised a funfair and it came out me blackening. seriously. its pretty obvious from my arm and chest and neck. darn it. its starting to itch now and hurt. I'm not gonna upload the pictures here anytime soon cause i'm lazy much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to talk about so many things but I really need to do groceries shopping sekajap. but i'll scheduled post maybe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-467295656683244538?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/467295656683244538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=467295656683244538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/467295656683244538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/467295656683244538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/02/wednesday.html' title='WEDNESDAY'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7175190082405368697</id><published>2009-02-14T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T05:30:01.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>*smile*</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PYp0GVzmLgY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PYp0GVzmLgY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posting this up on the Anniversary of Eyan &amp;amp; Zaty. Happy Anniversary baby. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4&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;Give me more lovin' than I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make it all better when I'm feelin' sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me that I'm special even when I know I'm not&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;Make me feel good when I hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Barely gettin' mad, I'm so glad I found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love bein' around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make it easy, it's as easy as 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4&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;There's only one thing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three words for you I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's only one way to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those three words and that's what I'll do, I love you&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;Give me more lovin' from the very start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Piece me back together when I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me things you never even tell your closest friends&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;Make me feel good when I hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best that I've had, I'm so glad that I found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love bein' around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make it easy, it's as easy as 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4&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;There's only one thing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three words for you I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's only one way to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those three words and that's what I'll do, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you&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;You make it easy, it's easy as 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4&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;There's only one thing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three words for you I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's only one way to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those three words and that's what I'll do, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you&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;1, 2, 3, 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you&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/5483211613272519114-7175190082405368697?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7175190082405368697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7175190082405368697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7175190082405368697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7175190082405368697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/02/smile.html' title='*smile*'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7629757554453512487</id><published>2009-02-13T08:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T08:49:10.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>PRETTY DOWN</title><content type='html'>I'm still furious.  I know its stupid that i'm burdening my head of someone else.. that person disgusted me soooo much.. seriously. I was told about her saying things about me but it seems like.. sigh. I have all kinds of dissatisfaction inside me. I'm truly sick of you and you and you... I need to stop. but then.. this person (should I put 's' ?) cakap tidak serupa bikin. If you are normal and not having mental illness.. i'm sure you can see that i'm not fucking wrong bitch! ergh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regarding this thing sneaking in and out my head is annoying enough. First, this year is my last year at Business School then I actually gonna have my ND. but things never satisfy me as I really wanna get my degree. but I WANNA WORK. life is not easy without money.. I kinda need that already. I've planned few things.. and I really wanna get the degree that I want.. I don't want to be the person who takes things for granted and just take whatever course that can accept him/her. That will make more dissatisfaction. I had enough regretting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I don't like in the education of Brunei is.. they decide for you from your younger age until now. I mean.. when we are in form 6.. we can actually choose what subject we want to invest to. but few tutors won't be agreeing to your choice because they see you as incapable when you are from Art Stream. yea.. I know you all are being cautious but that decision is tearing few people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and hence, I learn my lesson. I love what i'm doing now though its not easy. There's nothing easy made for us. and I'm gonna get this subject for my A'level. InsyaAllah. All I need is the guts. May Allah let me have this feelings forever.. never enough of what I can do and able to do. Amin. May Allah give me all the success of life. Amin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-xR5JOp_jO0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-xR5JOp_jO0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching Channel V this morning and I find this cute. haha. Koreans.. they have this glimmering and stunning skins. hmm. ohh.. last night I went to Intan Spa somewhere near Micronet. The place is awesome.. feels like Bali environment. The masseuse is I can say knowledgeable in massage and she gave few other tips. eheh. and Eyan commented on the guy masseur.. he's pretty good compared to the guy he always visit at Serusop. So kamu2 laki2.. try him. eheh. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-7629757554453512487?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7629757554453512487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7629757554453512487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7629757554453512487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7629757554453512487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/02/pretty-down.html' title='PRETTY DOWN'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7600599516169019426</id><published>2009-02-06T08:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:17:17.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business School Frens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyan'/><title type='text'>PINK PANTHER 2 REVIEW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SYuNtptfjCI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Yiyif3vqWEQ/s1600-h/trailer-pink-panther-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SYuNtptfjCI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Yiyif3vqWEQ/s400/trailer-pink-panther-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299485201961815074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda disappointed with the next movie. heh. Its much more fun watching the first one. The story line is just the same. I give it 6/10. I like cinema 1 though. hehehe. Aishwarya Rai was in the movie as well.. she looked so stunningly beautiful. and there's no subtitles last night.. its not that I need subtitles for every movie I watch but then.. remember Steve Martin's English accent? macam.. messy bunyinya ah. I missed out hearing few things. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohh.. I was surprised twice at school. btw, my surprised birthday celebration. The first one is on the actual day which was on the 4th.. and I actualy get 21 candles as I said in my Facebook. damn. HAHA. Eyan bought the cake from Bakerlyn and he didn't admit it still. I know where the classmates usually buy the cake Darl.. and I know Bakerlyn is not a choice for cutting cost I mean. no offence classmates but true kannn? Its my 2nd Bakerlyn cake. eheh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankly speaking, I wasn't actualy surprised. HAHA. idk.. I'm immune to this surprise thing already since we always surprised everyone in the class.. not missing out even one! last year was bad cause I never had a surprise birthday party! hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my 2nd was yesterday.. I thought you guys are going to surprise Ramzi.. believe me that I sang the birthday song yesterday for Ramzi.. and when they reached "... to Ramzi........ and Zaty" I was like.. "eyh?" bangang jua ku sudah tu. HAHAHA. and a birthday girl was singing a birthday song for herself sounds lame. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Love and dearest Friends.. thank you so much. You guys should have surprise me di Traders Inn. I won't expect that much. lol. Yes baby.. I know your actual plan already. I asked and they told me as you don't want to say a word about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY RAMZI&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SYuOvRBLyEI/AAAAAAAAAs4/awomyPVfpbU/s1600-h/1111Topsy_Turvey_Birthday_Cake_by_p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 374px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SYuOvRBLyEI/AAAAAAAAAs4/awomyPVfpbU/s400/1111Topsy_Turvey_Birthday_Cake_by_p.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299486329204885570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Thank you all for the greetings though my sleep was disturbed. hehe. and I switch it so silent mode. HAHA.&lt;div&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/5483211613272519114-7600599516169019426?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7600599516169019426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7600599516169019426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7600599516169019426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7600599516169019426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/02/pink-panther-2-review.html' title='PINK PANTHER 2 REVIEW'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SYuNtptfjCI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Yiyif3vqWEQ/s72-c/trailer-pink-panther-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-1652715226319855235</id><published>2009-02-02T16:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:00:10.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hamster'/><title type='text'>MISSED OUT</title><content type='html'>I never mention this to most of you.. I bought a hamster for my brother and luckily it was pregnant. The babies were here when it was less than a month my brother jaga. and my brother sent me this picture. hee. I just wanna share my joy. lol (labih2 aku ah.. haha)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SYa1YyYO4CI/AAAAAAAAAso/HN0bJRzaR1k/s1600-h/Picture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SYa1YyYO4CI/AAAAAAAAAso/HN0bJRzaR1k/s400/Picture+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298121449092866082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebulu sudah anaknya ahhhh. hahaha. sakai jua eh. oh btw, there were 3 of them but one just died kana makan entah ulih mamanya. iatah ganya gilanya hamster ani. Don't you think its adorable? like minute but hairy and that small eyes.. (look at the front blurry picture, the out of focus one) yang basar atu.. mata adiku tu. hahaha. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-1652715226319855235?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1652715226319855235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=1652715226319855235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1652715226319855235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1652715226319855235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/02/missed-out.html' title='MISSED OUT'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SYa1YyYO4CI/AAAAAAAAAso/HN0bJRzaR1k/s72-c/Picture+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-5352026108548623754</id><published>2009-01-31T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:22:30.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>YOUTUBE-ING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Eyan showed me this. palui wah usulnya video clip ani. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywayyy, stats test tadi. ermm.. I think I can get pass but erm.. entah ah. shit that payback period confused me. panat rasaku eh. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2a4gyJsY0mc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2a4gyJsY0mc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/5483211613272519114-5352026108548623754?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/5352026108548623754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=5352026108548623754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/5352026108548623754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/5352026108548623754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/01/youtube-ing.html' title='YOUTUBE-ING'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-888753116351917019</id><published>2009-01-29T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:37:04.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tag by Gaara</title><content type='html'>Whoever gets tagged has to write 10 things about the person who tagged him/her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamnorazri:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ He is loud and like to laugh and funny too&lt;br /&gt;♥ He is my classmate taking Business and Finance since 2007&lt;br /&gt;♥ He always come to school pakai rempit.. he got a bike license btw&lt;br /&gt;♥ He is the youngest in the family though ada adopted brother which he sasak at times (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;♥ He got two cousins that I know from Sekolah Perdagangan as well&lt;br /&gt;♥ He is soooo damn good in photoshop and editing pictures&lt;br /&gt;♥ Like to download musiques and movie series&lt;br /&gt;♥ He can sing to any song.. I think&lt;br /&gt;♥ He got a crush arah this one lady at urm.. hehehe. not so sure though =p&lt;br /&gt;♥ Ia tinggal di Mata-mata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who get tagged has to write 10 things about himself/herself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Dk Zati Zakirah Pg Ismail&lt;br /&gt;♥ Turn 21 this coming February&lt;br /&gt;♥ Loner&lt;br /&gt;♥ I weighted 45kgs two years ago&lt;br /&gt;♥ I don't add/accept strangers on my msn/fb &lt;br /&gt;♥ Loving series too much that I made time for that&lt;br /&gt;♥ I can write things in English but stutter when I speak them&lt;br /&gt;♥ I have the eyes for green though that is not my fave&lt;br /&gt;♥ I have 9 siblings, 2 are adopted by my uncles and aunties&lt;br /&gt;♥ I dislike UBD and any higher institution cause I failed my interview due to no confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tagged:&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Eva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Qilah (Summerlove)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dee&lt;/span&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/5483211613272519114-888753116351917019?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/888753116351917019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=888753116351917019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/888753116351917019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/888753116351917019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/01/whoever-gets-tagged-has-to-write-10.html' title='Tag by Gaara'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2534766224725667690</id><published>2009-01-27T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:26:08.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>BORING</title><content type='html'>Hey.. pulled out my eyelashes extension while I was watching One Tree Hill at school. hehehe. I miss them already. damn.. I have Statistics exam in few more days and yet I haven't even flick any pages. heh. Anyway, I'm at empire againnn now. Eyan main badminton lagi. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kamu2.. I have a headache and ache all over. I used to have umm.. massage monthly and now jarang sudah. eh boring ku ehh. facial nada. mani pedi nada. not that important though. I can do that on my own. I haf nearly everything to do a complete thing. eheh. Anyway, I'm bored to death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-2534766224725667690?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2534766224725667690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2534766224725667690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2534766224725667690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2534766224725667690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/01/boring.html' title='BORING'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-6777421996475048039</id><published>2009-01-26T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:53:13.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyan'/><title type='text'>UPDATE. UPDATE. UPDATE</title><content type='html'>I'm bored. Baby conquered the TV.. he is watching a match between Liverpool and Everton. and Everton had its first goal just now. and I was busy taking pictures of my fake eyelashes *lol* I know.. I'm still sakai. gosh.. this will take ages for me to get over it. haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SXyXmN-xV9I/AAAAAAAAAsY/GBx0O4dhxRs/s1600-h/9314_1_230.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SXyXmN-xV9I/AAAAAAAAAsY/GBx0O4dhxRs/s400/9314_1_230.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295273944724625362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I just want to talk about how I miss to sleep at my nene's place with all my cousins around. We used to meet up at nene's place especially when there was function like.. wedding etc. and we all were busy bepacar jua and slept late at night tunggu pacar karing. hehe. and convinced all the cousins to sleep at nene saja. Then, ambil bantal and tidur arah living room nene. sigh. How I wish it was like back then masane. unfortunately, nope.. nada lagi cematu since nada lagi orang kawin. nada lagi function basar2. so yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I can see lines of  eyelashes of mine* majal. oh.. I bought ONE TREE HILL season 5. was trying to download them few days ago and ergh.. i'm sure it will take some times that I'm sick of the internet here in Brunei. But I'm thankful I have internet here. hehe *Eyan is talking to himself being emotional I guess*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SXyYx3Zx4dI/AAAAAAAAAsg/lPcc-E5CmzQ/s1600-h/Chinese+New+Year+Fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SXyYx3Zx4dI/AAAAAAAAAsg/lPcc-E5CmzQ/s400/Chinese+New+Year+Fireworks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295275244333949394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-6777421996475048039?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6777421996475048039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=6777421996475048039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6777421996475048039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6777421996475048039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-update-update.html' title='UPDATE. UPDATE. UPDATE'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SXyXmN-xV9I/AAAAAAAAAsY/GBx0O4dhxRs/s72-c/9314_1_230.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7535461353450901044</id><published>2009-01-25T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:49:58.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><title type='text'>BEAUTY FREAK</title><content type='html'>Wuuhuu.. finally I got my eyelash extension. lol. sekadar ah? I couldn't wear my spectacles properly and comfortably. HEE. and I showed them to my mom today.. and she laughed. and commented I looked like Minnie Mouse :D that badd huh.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SXxfmBRRTgI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/V3s-O3iN9sA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SXxfmBRRTgI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/V3s-O3iN9sA/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295212368661401090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh so I was cursed.. I know. my badd for telling those conversation but then.. you think you are perfect and you sure you are telling the truth. I haven't bitch about YOU for so longgg like after the quarrel and YETTTTT.. you are messing around with your bloody tongue and other people's feelings. HAHAHA. lady lady.. the day you talk about your love life is the day that I know everything. how caring was I to hear your rungutan? anddd guess what.. that was the best feelings I had when I played around with yours too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fyi, I don't mind losing a friend like YOU.. cause u never get tired playing with fire. damn you. lol. I learned from my mistakes but DID YOU? There are always reasons for whatever you get nowadays A.K.A karma. and you wished something bad for me? as long as I act better than you.. insyaAllah.. I will have the life I want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s May the best comes to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-7535461353450901044?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7535461353450901044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7535461353450901044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7535461353450901044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7535461353450901044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/01/beauty-freak.html' title='BEAUTY FREAK'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SXxfmBRRTgI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/V3s-O3iN9sA/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-3892518918193834639</id><published>2009-01-23T02:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T03:01:30.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyan'/><title type='text'>TOTAL BLACKOUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SXjBY5mTtaI/AAAAAAAAArY/i-0IHsVWObc/s1600-h/sleep-wellness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SXjBY5mTtaI/AAAAAAAAArY/i-0IHsVWObc/s400/sleep-wellness.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294193995496535458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply couldn't sleep. Blame it on the power supply shit. Remember that I told you guys about the power was out last time. and guess what?? it was out again this afternoon until midnight. fucker. and was bitten by mosquitoes all over my bods. ergh. and now i'm blogging and watching tv at the same time - THS Simon Cowell. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of which.. Eyan and I went out to kill time since there's no electricity here at home. I had fun. We went to Hua Ho Manggis, then tried checking Gadong to pay bills and was shocked that they had a blackout as well. Most shops are closed. uhuh.. that's a loss for a dayyyy or days for worst case. heh. Then we headed to Yayasan and me bought a dress. i loike. If i am that vain.. i'm sure i'll take a picture of everything I bought. lol. and ended the day with dinner at Blue Eden (lucky them the power was there while others closed). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh oh.. I had this conversation with Eyan and a tempting atmosphere I must say. mmmh mmmh. It will be in July during my attachment insyaAllah. and its 3weeks. something gotta do with the West *pout &amp;amp; sigh* and alot of money. heh. dun ask. i'll let you wonder! I have this temptation to post what is it all about but naehhh.. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-3892518918193834639?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3892518918193834639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=3892518918193834639&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3892518918193834639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3892518918193834639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/01/total-blackout.html' title='TOTAL BLACKOUT'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SXjBY5mTtaI/AAAAAAAAArY/i-0IHsVWObc/s72-c/sleep-wellness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-84617684406121123</id><published>2009-01-22T08:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T12:04:21.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><title type='text'>Rain.. Rain.. Go Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SXe9xLzY-cI/AAAAAAAAArQ/dcoczlpwtFU/s1600-h/blooming_in_the_rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SXe9xLzY-cI/AAAAAAAAArQ/dcoczlpwtFU/s400/blooming_in_the_rain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293908539676883394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its pouring lately. like.. the morning looks like its 6 p.m. I knowww.. exaggerate. but.. seriously, I rather if its sunny. I haven't read newspapers and watch TV news.. idk what is happening nowadays. A pretty scary news I heard though regarding landslides and drowning. sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of us, the electricity was out from 9a.m. yesterday and baru buka 1.30 a.m. tadi. Can u believe that? omg. gracious its not so hot here. I still can sleep tightly though Eyan woke me up twice.. that's my only problem. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a friend.. just finish playing badminton and was about to go home from Beribi last 2 days i think.. (he lived at Sengkurong).. took him 3 hours to get back home. hahaha. pasal banjir. hehe. Its banjir everywhere. merijap eh. mimiet's ant enoy's place as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.. what's new? im craving for cakes for ages already. cheesy cakes. chocolatey cakes. uuhh. and DORAYAKI. sh*t.. the only place that have the nyaman-ness dorayaki is Zoo Malaysia. hahaha. seriously.. I think im going to buy the ingredients for pancakes and put peanut butter in it. omg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eyan and I will be having black pepper beef for lunch later. yeay. He's so busy with sports lately. and I'm busy with "privilege".. hee. I nearly finish watching the one from Ham. btw, Thanks Hamnorazri. Badminton court at Empire is soo cool. hehe. I went there last night with Eyan :D (lumpat2 jua crita ku ani ah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s I'm so sorry that I havent been active in uploading pictures here. I don't think I have new pictures since nada 400D lagi. eheh. I know its boring. hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-84617684406121123?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/84617684406121123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=84617684406121123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/84617684406121123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/84617684406121123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/01/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain.. Rain.. Go Away'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SXe9xLzY-cI/AAAAAAAAArQ/dcoczlpwtFU/s72-c/blooming_in_the_rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-901021727742054050</id><published>2009-01-21T08:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:17:03.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Holy Sh*t</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3AnXC7qo4Bo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3AnXC7qo4Bo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-901021727742054050?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/901021727742054050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=901021727742054050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/901021727742054050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/901021727742054050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/01/holy-sht.html' title='Holy Sh*t'/><author><name>surkrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17066802505597034458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-1124819262221539968</id><published>2009-01-15T08:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T17:06:50.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><title type='text'>BELATED</title><content type='html'>Happy 32nd Ann. Another day like a routine one. sigh. The different is only.. we went to Empire for a walk. That was the start of the negative mode. ergh. mann.. i'm just so effing sensitive. How I wish he could understand. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night was just so hectic with a video shoot. It was chaotic and ergh.. tiring. I know I sat all night long heck I still feel tired. more.. I'm shocked by the fact that Eyan's parents is staying over at his place tonight and NO ONE is bothered to inform us. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're moving soon. I can't wait. I mean.. I will eventually take in control of the place. I mean.. without sharing it with anyone else. eheh. I hope so. I changed my blog address.. I know no one is going to read this though. and I feel good at least I don't need to control2. eheh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-1124819262221539968?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1124819262221539968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=1124819262221539968&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1124819262221539968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1124819262221539968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/01/belated.html' title='BELATED'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-5462393759644372031</id><published>2009-01-13T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:17:41.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kebuduhan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><title type='text'>Difficulty in Life</title><content type='html'>I can't bear seeing a family member having a problem.. sedihku. and now.. I'm thinking of one. I really dream of a perfect life. PERFECT. nothing to think of.. not even the family. yourself. the others. money. knowledge. amal ibadah. I wanna be the best.. from A to Z.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at other people.. and hear a story about them. How can people be that rich? How? Why can't I be one? Why is it that hard to try and be one? Friends around me.. banyak hidup sanang. kan merasa susah ani pun payah kali durang ani?! I feel small. Don't be one Zaty! You have your own goal.. you have enough knowledge of this! You know what to do with everything! (comforting myself). sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my life, I never felt failure hitting me until NOW. my god. I never felt this way. I mean.. I was always the person who always feel so superior (not an arrogant bastard) and I can do this and that. I have the confidence in everything.. used to. but what happened to me now? I failed in everything! sigh. kenapakan tuu? I really hope Allah would listen to my pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s I hate it when I sincerely smiled at other people but in return I was stared ferociously. wth with that? I ever made a mistake to you? I don't think so! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-5462393759644372031?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/5462393759644372031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=5462393759644372031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/5462393759644372031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/5462393759644372031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/01/difficulty-in-life.html' title='Difficulty in Life'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2350597320196302123</id><published>2009-01-09T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T16:14:31.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><title type='text'>MISERABLY TIRED</title><content type='html'>Hello. I've been lazy to update the blog lately cause as usual idk what to blog. More, i'm kinda bored that we don't have any camera atm. The old camera is fucked up already.. too old to work. There's problem with the memory bla bla bla. and I miss taking pictures.. quality one. whatever. whoever. sigh. you know.. just if I have a new DSLR.. I might be posting more pictures here. or.. SLR saja kah?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm friggin bored now.. I'm suppose to finish up my econs as the due date is tomorrow but then Nurul haven't pass the book to me.. and I know I'll be in a rush to finish everything up. *inhale* Eyan is going to play badminton later with his colleage and Min. Eyan is pretty busy lately.. I mean.. he went out nearly everyday doing his activities after work like rollerblading, badminton. and tonight he is meeting up David for idk.. rollerblade thing. not that I want him to worry about me.. but idk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else? Eyan's ex is adding me up in facebook. it feels weird. hehe. no offence if you are reading this. You have your own lovelife nowadays.. I have my own. so.. ok. I don't wanna think of that. I am mentally exhausted.. ergh. Hey.. I bought a new spectacle, clear contact lens and umm new shoes again. I just can't have enough of that. I wonder if anyone still read my blog? *yawn* I'm off to take my nap now. ciao people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-2350597320196302123?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2350597320196302123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2350597320196302123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2350597320196302123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2350597320196302123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/01/miserably-tired.html' title='MISERABLY TIRED'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2329628800633903398</id><published>2009-01-05T07:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T07:38:38.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business School'/><title type='text'>HAHAHA.. SCHOOL REOPENS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SWFIPE8mH7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/TDCg4ADqJyc/s1600-h/6bk63a0-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SWFIPE8mH7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/TDCg4ADqJyc/s400/6bk63a0-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287586861372809138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omigosh.. im at school now. can't believe im at school mann. hahaha. I came around 7.20 and im the first one in my class. 1st day of school... u think they all gonna come awal? hehehe. As of me.. i set my alarm at 545 but mandinya at 645. hahaha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ergh... I just need to start my day so energetic and happy and rajin.. its not that bad after all. lol. WELCOME BACK TO SCHOOL PEOPLE. hehehe. &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/5483211613272519114-2329628800633903398?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2329628800633903398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2329628800633903398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2329628800633903398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2329628800633903398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/01/hahaha-school-reopens.html' title='HAHAHA.. SCHOOL REOPENS'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SWFIPE8mH7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/TDCg4ADqJyc/s72-c/6bk63a0-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-6947617475025175321</id><published>2009-01-03T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T23:12:03.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kebuduhan'/><title type='text'>IM PISSED OFF</title><content type='html'>Firstly, im sorry if im going to offend any people here. but pissed off ku banarrrrrrr banarrrrrrr. it is not my intention to be rude. follow up below:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We (Eyan and I, and my brothers and Eyan's cousin) just had our dinner and thinking of going to HSBC Gadong and on our way to the traffic light.. there's a "terios" on the right lane and Eyan tesalah simpan tangan and ter"hon" and both the persons in the next car lihat us then Eyan angkat tangan menunjukkan ia "sorry" lah ah pasal ia tetakan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all didn't feel comfortable with the fact that we have to wait for the traffic light to turn green while the car is siring us. so we made a u-turn but heading to the same place jua.. HSBC. and my siblings said.. bwoh ikutkannya.. we all joked about it. but unfortunately.. its TRUE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, to think of whether it is true or not.. kami cuba ke station minyak Menglait but closed then we keluar balik ke jalan basar and that person overtook us and suluhnya kami pakai torchlight! What the F***? why? why? and the "young guy" keluarkan gari and cakap like nearly "shouting" read me.. "shouting" can you believe that? and said kami polis.. turun? my god.. im not a police.. but i still know if that person is not holding anything like pisau or anything dangerous.. nda jua payah bawa beteriak.. and MY GOD... this country is mengamalkan MIB - MELAYU ISLAM BERAJA. didnt they kana ajar about this? EVERYONE SHOULD KNOW ABOUT THIS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then Eyan turun.. imagine me.. "bini" how shaky am I??? and all my younger siblings at the back? Then the driver turun and sudah tah kan bekasar... Eyan tried to explain and that person couldn't accept and kept on potong cakap Eyan.. where is your manners people???????? where?????? and the most outrageous one is... adakah suruhnya eyan check urine? wth is he thinking????? my boyf is a druggies, peminum????? mind you... he is not even a smoker. there's nil.. nil... toxic in his bod. f***. and moreeeeeeeee.... he said "urg bukit beruang"? and apaaaaaa?? cakapnya ramai kami tau tu dbukit beruang atu yg nda tantu2 ulah ani apa lah..... apa? ur going to judge "A SINGLE PERSON" on where he/she lives? Orang ani Allah yg ciptakan.. nada urg yg sama2 ulah!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and apanah suruhnya Eyan called his father. ckpnya.. mana tau bapamu mengajar cematu. nda kurang ajar dari mana mulut cematu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let me repeat.. its not my intention to hurt or to tell everyone here! I just wanna say.. please talk with people baik2 jgn kan nearly beteriak ani. and Eyan is.. you all know.. he is never rude with anyone. eyan said sorry and wanted to shake hands with the person... but the first one can be apologised since ia jalan tarus but the one person that actually nampak eyan keluarkan tangannya kan besalam... and ia lihat saja and tinggalkan? how sad am i to see this type of servants here. im crying. im crying! pity you both.. pity all of you!! you think with your position.. you can do anything? manusia jua masih kitani ani sama2! ujung2nya mati sama2 jua dikubur.. ditanah jua. Tuhan jua yg judge kitani!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is happening with this Bruneians yg over-sensitive??? whats the use of urg angkat tangan menunjukkan minta maaf??? apa guna tuhan bagi tangan??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-6947617475025175321?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6947617475025175321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=6947617475025175321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6947617475025175321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6947617475025175321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-pissed-off.html' title='IM PISSED OFF'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-240519820182322472</id><published>2009-01-03T18:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:11:34.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kl trip'/><title type='text'>PICTHUWER.. PICTHUWER.. :d</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SV8_quFQotI/AAAAAAAAAqg/HCMB7H0gmYY/s1600-h/kl+trip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SV8_quFQotI/AAAAAAAAAqg/HCMB7H0gmYY/s400/kl+trip.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287014490713400018" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3163071768/" title="4 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3108/3163071768_a2b57bea87_o.jpg" width="400" height="267" alt="4" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3162238195/" title="3 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3117/3162238195_80ae762e39_o.jpg" width="400" height="267" alt="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3162237815/" title="1 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3124/3162237815_723068a697_o.jpg" width="400" height="600" alt="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thinkskinks/3163069268/" title="2 by Z.A.T.Y Is, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/3163069268_ac5becc9cd_o.jpg" width="400" height="267" alt="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im too lazy to post every single picture.. might as well combine it in 1 frame. hehehe. Guess what? Yati called. I know few doesn't know her. hehe. just a random one to type. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, pictures above are during my trip to KL. First one is when we were waiting for boarding, Labuan Airport. heck its much more lawa than airport here. we need renovation! lol. Its modern and big. McD sana pun lawaaaa mbari kan makan saja meliat. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second one was during the Skate Comp at PutraJaya. The buildings there is none like in Brunei. I think Putrajaya is the administration center (government) and buildingnya subhanallah.. banartah. unfortunately, I didnt shoot anything. hehe. basar2 and mcm bukan d m'sia jua usulnya :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't told you guys about this.. we nearly miss the boat to Labuan. gila.. down ku sdh. imagine the duit bebayar for the ticket. gilaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new year? I don't actually know what I did during that night. oh yea.. we went to cpin's bbq and went home around 11 and played games 'til it strike 12. hehehe. guitar hero to be exact. anyways, HAPPY NEW YEAR. its not to late for me to greet init? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School reopens soon.. like.. 1 more day saja lagi. dayyyymmmnnn. idk what i did during my 4 weeks holiday. perasaanku cuti 2 weeks saja. sigh. im not ready! but i really am looking forward to graduate and work and have my own money and car and everything. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talk about cars.. anytime soon, we will need to deposit to buy a car (yg ku dangar lah ahhh). kesian jua ne zamannnnnn kitani. how the hell people dulu2 get everything and its us who gets the bakas2an the kekejaman? lol. somehow I agreed to the deposit. at least I have my own vision to save money to get what I really want. hehe. its good actually biar urg sadar nda buang duit saja. eheh.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-240519820182322472?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/240519820182322472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=240519820182322472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/240519820182322472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/240519820182322472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2009/01/picthuwer-picthuwer-d.html' title='PICTHUWER.. PICTHUWER.. :d'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SV8_quFQotI/AAAAAAAAAqg/HCMB7H0gmYY/s72-c/kl+trip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-8728258513427235918</id><published>2008-12-30T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:26:32.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>MY LAST 2WEEKS</title><content type='html'>I'm here.. home. feels good to be back in Brunei again. lol. I bought erm.. alottttt. ranging from clothing and make-up and shoes and erm.. entah. bini2 tah jua banar. hehehe. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I was laughing out loud with Eyan and Koo about this pisang2 thingy. how stupid is that.. "eh pisang byk mcm jenis kan? pisang kaling, pisang emas, pisang kapas. Translate kan english cemana tu ah.. golden banana? cotton banana?" That's just crazy. HAHA. and heck i was uncontrollably laughing and feeling sad at the same time and tears started to fall from this big eyes of mine without no specific thoughtful reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as I reached B's apartment.. got me thinking of that. I just couldn't believe my ears when I got back here in Brunei from KL about a friend/family. all the bruised and broke-up is the reason for that I guess. I'm shaky, shocked and those teary eyes behind the dark shades again. How I wish this never happen and people would think before they do something that would hurt other people's heart and feelings. darn it. and think of the consequences. what a b****. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now.. is just waiting for the final decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back again.. it was fun in KL.. I had a total holiday. I went to the zoo (nantitah ku upload pictures ah) but for the first two days.. Nikki and I had to accompany the rollerbladers (Eyan, B and Koo) and got tanned.. blacken (are there such words? haha) and we were staying at the hostel pusat belia there. I'm amazed how well-prepared they were for their belia. I wish that would be available here soon. when? hmm. anyways, Koo and Eyan got in to the final but yet didn't win anything. I'm disappointed. gila.. i'm all burnt but they didn't do well. crap. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then.. had my 1 day rest just after KL then we all stayed at Temburong for a night then went straight to KK the next day. gosh.. its tiring. good thing we reached KK by 12. yeay. and we had shopping on the first day which is too early.. I know. The other families were too excited as there were quite alot who haven't went there. nyohh. so yea. got few things from there as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s I did erm.. eyelash perming but ergh.. ckpnya.. "bulu mata you keras" wth? and I paid half only since I don't see any changes on it. stupid. barbie eyelash perming lah konon. buweet. pictures will be up soon ah. i'm quite busy actually. and I can't believe that tomorrow is 31st. new year soon. sigh. and nene's birthday as well. haven't seen her for sometime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-8728258513427235918?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/8728258513427235918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=8728258513427235918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/8728258513427235918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/8728258513427235918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-last-2weeks.html' title='MY LAST 2WEEKS'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-3257636650523524154</id><published>2008-12-19T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:53:11.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>AWAY</title><content type='html'>Everyone who wants to contact me from today until next Wednesday, 24th December.. do text me at Eyan's no since mine nada roaming. ok ah? ciao people. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-3257636650523524154?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3257636650523524154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=3257636650523524154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3257636650523524154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3257636650523524154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/away.html' title='AWAY'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-5333193070240916733</id><published>2008-12-17T12:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:50:38.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>I'VE BEEN WATCHING..</title><content type='html'>Here are the lists of dvds that i've been watching. I bought The Transporter because I heard few friends said "siukkk berabis" turned out it wasn't.. for me. It could be much more fun if the producer didn't jump from one scene to another scene for only a short period. urgh. not as I expected. plus.. I can't really understand their accent. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SUiAN3ySpmI/AAAAAAAAAqY/1OfKIfhISAc/s1600-h/Jason_Statham_in_The_Transporter_Wallpaper_1_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SUiAN3ySpmI/AAAAAAAAAqY/1OfKIfhISAc/s400/Jason_Statham_in_The_Transporter_Wallpaper_1_1024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280611538893448802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SUiANxc4dXI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/vgL-JVl0geo/s1600-h/house_bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SUiANxc4dXI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/vgL-JVl0geo/s400/house_bunny.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280611537193039218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SUiANgdwxGI/AAAAAAAAAqI/S55zJNge3Do/s1600-h/20080326_001031_Saw5filmafiiKuc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SUiANgdwxGI/AAAAAAAAAqI/S55zJNge3Do/s400/20080326_001031_Saw5filmafiiKuc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280611532633326690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The House Bunny is the best. hehe. The typical blonde movie. hehe. go buy the dvd now :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw 5 is a disappointment.. its more like a reminisce of the previous Saw. oh well.. Im thinking of buying another movie. I still have few with me that I haven't watch though. hehehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeay.. I'm off to KL this Friday. can't wait. and I'm gonna pick up my cupcakes soon. yeay. craving ku for something sweet~sweet~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beau bought himself a drumset. real one. All this time.. kami main rockband saja. eheh. gosh~~ its so noisy in here. Hopefully this drum hobby thingy gonna stick with him for long. 'cause he is the type who have so many hobbies but only stay for a while. like.. his golf and bike. hmm.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s Piano and guitar sounds good to me. been listening to acoustic music lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-5333193070240916733?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/5333193070240916733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=5333193070240916733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/5333193070240916733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/5333193070240916733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-been-watching.html' title='I&apos;VE BEEN WATCHING..'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SUiAN3ySpmI/AAAAAAAAAqY/1OfKIfhISAc/s72-c/Jason_Statham_in_The_Transporter_Wallpaper_1_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-6573726436884474526</id><published>2008-12-14T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:29:33.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>HOMAIGATZZZ</title><content type='html'>Can you believe this? oh my goddd.. I couldn't stop saying that and laughing. You know.. I found few friends from facebook. my "old circle" of friends. and I was scrolling through a friend's picture.. precisely, Eda's pictures. and I found this... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SUUWlolfdeI/AAAAAAAAAqA/6ZmvSetDxA8/s1600-h/n779963601_530943_7264.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&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: 400px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SUUWlolfdeI/AAAAAAAAAqA/6ZmvSetDxA8/s400/n779963601_530943_7264.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279650973967414754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That person in the middle is ME. hahaha. muda jua usulku tuuuu. hahahahaha. duuhhh. &lt;div&gt;Anyways, standing (left to right): Kartika, Yuyun, Liza, Me, Aqilah, Kimah and Amal Nabilah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                  sitting: Rosni and Eda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you guys. and guys.. I'm so happy last night that I found you guys via facebook. and like aku nda dapat tidur sampai pukul 4 kali. lol. This picture.. idk.. i think it was during lower secondary where we lepak sama2 tho nda sama class during break time. and we all went to the same sekolah ugama accept Kartika I think. my gawddd.. this was like a history to me. hahahahaha. exaggerate jua c zaty ani. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s 2 of them kawin sudah ne :D yeay. and ada anak sudah. yeay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-6573726436884474526?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6573726436884474526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=6573726436884474526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6573726436884474526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6573726436884474526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/homaigatzzz.html' title='HOMAIGATZZZ'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SUUWlolfdeI/AAAAAAAAAqA/6ZmvSetDxA8/s72-c/n779963601_530943_7264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-9195657764480394828</id><published>2008-12-14T01:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T03:03:39.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>QUICK UPDATES</title><content type='html'>I couldn't sleep tonight. damn.. its 2.15 already and im still wide awake. not even close to sleepy. sigh.  I have this problem for 1/2 days already.. I think I caught up with the urinary tract infection. not that aku minta2.. but it seems like im going to the toilet often. TOO OFTEN. and I feel like I wanna pee every second. damn it. kusut ku seriously. and now im taking in antibiotics. ergh. I have to.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Updates. Updates. Updates. I ordered cupcakes from unamariposa. erm.. chocolate cupcakes with caramel frosting and ermm.. red velvet cupcakes for my flight to KL this coming 19th. eheh. I'm going with both RPS owners and the beau to attend Skate Competition there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else? I have a facebook sudahhhh. It feels like a reunion. nyohhh. I bumped into few primary school friends and secondary too. never been happier. hehe. It was ok lahhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANDDDDD.. today is MY 31st ANNIVERSARY. He was being sweet before falling asleep. He showed me his post. Thank you Baby. and thank you for being open. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;will try to trust you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know what pictures should I post here but frankly, there's only 7gb left of the memory on my mac (shows that I have alottttttt of pictures) yet I dunno which one should I upload. Currently is trying to upload the pictures from the iphone to the mac but its friggin slow that I kept on unplugging the cable. ergh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SUQFEFEkA9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/OG0TVFrHwUA/s1600-h/nitenitekink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SUQFEFEkA9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/OG0TVFrHwUA/s400/nitenitekink.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279350230823994322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture is by Adada. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s I love it when people took a picture of me/us. 'cause most of the time.. we don't have ours. plus we're not vain. lol. Thanks Adada. and I loike this pic. hehe. Sadly, aku nampak lampuh. HAHAHAHAH. oh well.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-9195657764480394828?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/9195657764480394828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=9195657764480394828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/9195657764480394828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/9195657764480394828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/quick-updates.html' title='QUICK UPDATES'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SUQFEFEkA9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/OG0TVFrHwUA/s72-c/nitenitekink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-1535766693528884449</id><published>2008-12-09T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:13:06.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><title type='text'>TALK ABOUT MYSELF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I always thought that I can do anything. When I say "anything" .. it means "everything". talk about self-confidence. bleurgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I never let Eyan do his thing on his own because I see him as incapable of doing things. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When he do his thing e.g. laundry, ironing.. I don't feel comfortable cause I thought that it is my job to do all that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I seldom stay alone at home when Eyan is out. means.. I'm with him like nearly all the time (btw, I did ask him whether he wanted time alone? but he said no or its okay)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I care about what other people think of me.. but sometimes I neglect Eyan's feelings. but again.. most of the time.. I'm doing my second thought before I wanna do something. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm strict with my siblings but I'm open whenever they talk about their gf/bf. only on certain parts like cleanliness, self-discipline etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have difficulties in managing my life within my family and Eyan's because each of them have a different lifestyle. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't really understand traditional/cultural value like "sia-sia pun" "jopalis"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't like admitting that "I need your help". not even to my close ones. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate it when people don't ask for others' permission to wear/use the owners' things. even little thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I envy other people's posture and smooth face and that lead me to "nasib lah ko lawa.. mun inda.. inda ko cematu" eheh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I never look at other guys eventhough I'm single. Its just not right to me. and I can't understand why.. why.. why.. a girl/boy doesn't have enough of his/her gf/bf.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can solve and give the best advice for others but I can't think properly when it comes to me having problem. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a loner. I don't like to go to a place where there are traffic everywhere.. be it cars or human beings. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have this weird thing.. my choice of restaurants/place to eat.. is depending on my mood. Sometimes I feel like going to the most visited ones.. OR.. the least&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't like to involve with what's the "in" thing.. I rather be left out and do it some other time. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate it when people leave their "bakas2an" and anything that is not originated from me and i'm the one who cleans it. Pass that to the maid please? and if you don't have one.. you know what to do.. do it on your own!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have my "kana" moment and I will stay up late at night to do everything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have an arrogant look quoted from few friends. but i'm not one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I only have 182 contacts in my email/messenger. see.. I told you I'm a loner. HAHAHA. and I don't add and accept people that I don't know. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-1535766693528884449?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1535766693528884449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=1535766693528884449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1535766693528884449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1535766693528884449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/talk-about-myself.html' title='TALK ABOUT MYSELF'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-359312395736987253</id><published>2008-12-09T19:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:24:26.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>MADE ME GO "Uhh.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/ST5ZeeGQoQI/AAAAAAAAApw/2G3VHmGg-Oc/s1600-h/att568685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/ST5ZeeGQoQI/AAAAAAAAApw/2G3VHmGg-Oc/s400/att568685.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277754193335066882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to make bedroom slippers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need four maxi pads to make a pair.&lt;br /&gt;Two of them get laid out flat, for the foot part.&lt;br /&gt;The other two wrap around the toe area to form the top.&lt;br /&gt;Tape or glue each side of the top pieces to the bottom of the foot part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorate the tops with whatever you desire, silk flowers (this is most aesthetically appealing), etc…&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Extracted from: http://fashionindie.com/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find it funny.. at first I really thought its a slipper.. like a hotel slipper?! truth hurts. HAHAHA.&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/5483211613272519114-359312395736987253?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/359312395736987253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=359312395736987253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/359312395736987253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/359312395736987253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/made-me-go-uhh.html' title='MADE ME GO &quot;Uhh..&quot;'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/ST5ZeeGQoQI/AAAAAAAAApw/2G3VHmGg-Oc/s72-c/att568685.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-4660771215323140879</id><published>2008-12-09T09:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:47:47.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>EARLY BIRD</title><content type='html'>Today's extra class is cancelled. This extra classes is killing me.. the fact that I have to re-think whether i'm gonna come or not is just disturbing. Yesterday.. Eyan and B went to Jerudong to meet up the 2 professional videographers (to me.. yes.. they are): David Cheok and Ali Jannah. I'm not really sure what they are up to though. I don't have full understanding of that. lol. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Saturday, we planned for Miri but then we have to escort eyan's dad and Bro to Labi. its not much.. at least I went to the Wasai there. its my first time. eheh. menyasal ku seumur idup.. hahaha... inda jua ku tau durang ani kan turun masuk ke hutan segala.. I was wearing my jeans and long dress and slipper. ergh. &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="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ROCK PAPER SCISSORS &lt;/span&gt;is having their promotion starting yesterday for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;3 days ONLY&lt;/span&gt;.. They have the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;BUY 1 FREE 1&lt;/span&gt; only for their members. so yea.. you should be crashing their shops by nowww. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kata nikki.. saja2 ku buat promotion boring ku katanya. hahaha.nice one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'm craving for kebab shawarma and takoyaki. sigh. im tired. my body ache much. im lazy. i need to do the laundry badly. and think of what to cook for lunch. I want a longer hair.. lambat rambut ani panjang ehhh. I want facial, massage! I should stop or the list will go on and on. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;btw, im sick of myself lately. I guess this holiday and my fucking jobless hours is making me "uri" and emitting the bloody thought and twitching in my head like bitch. gosh.. that pessimistic side of me is ergh.. it annoys me as well not just you. sorry. Obviously you know what you should do and don't and I should stop thinking of it my way.  I should.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-4660771215323140879?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4660771215323140879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=4660771215323140879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4660771215323140879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4660771215323140879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/todays-extra-class-is-cancelled.html' title='EARLY BIRD'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-3200395173467071015</id><published>2008-12-05T08:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T09:02:16.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>THE MERRIER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;||musique|| Brandy - Camouflage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;oh oh.. I wanna show you guys how big my family is that still in contact with each other.. (few hasn't come btw). The 1st and 2nd pictures.. most of them are my 2nd cousins. then the 3rd picture is the family line of Hj. Wahab bin Hj. Othman (my mother's side).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STh1LUB3ASI/AAAAAAAAApo/W3Yaek0izss/s1600-h/n824115116_4362356_2256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STh1LUB3ASI/AAAAAAAAApo/W3Yaek0izss/s400/n824115116_4362356_2256.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276095800680055074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STh1EMGOhjI/AAAAAAAAApg/uXD6bvV0qEo/s1600-h/n824115116_4362355_1893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STh1EMGOhjI/AAAAAAAAApg/uXD6bvV0qEo/s400/n824115116_4362355_1893.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276095678291805746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STh1DhXs4kI/AAAAAAAAApY/0qP5dN-Tswk/s1600-h/n824115116_4362351_528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STh1DhXs4kI/AAAAAAAAApY/0qP5dN-Tswk/s400/n824115116_4362351_528.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276095666822373954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dulu.. it was much more fun than nowadays. Every weekends, we will go gather at ny nene's place and everyone is like there and im excited to see all the cousins cause we play "carah kaki" and we update each other with new stories. lol. but it seems like.. everyone is getting far-far away from each other. and dulu, we all makan ambuyat duduk di lantai. I don't see my nene buat ambuyat for the whole family anymore. kesian her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my gawddd... I just noticed that the girls outnumbered the boys. hehe. oh btw, I still haf all my granny. hmmph.. I havent seen my nene boi from my father's side since before Raya.. he didn't go to our openhouse. sigh. more 1st cousins is gonna give birth soon. I will have more niece and nephew. I lost count already. HAHA.&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/5483211613272519114-3200395173467071015?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3200395173467071015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=3200395173467071015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3200395173467071015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3200395173467071015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/musique-brandy-camouflage-oh-oh.html' title='THE MERRIER'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STh1LUB3ASI/AAAAAAAAApo/W3Yaek0izss/s72-c/n824115116_4362356_2256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-5317587213651310845</id><published>2008-12-04T09:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T09:19:51.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>A.M.</title><content type='html'>The warmth of the sunlight feels good on my body. GOOD MORNING everyone. I'm soooo lazy today.. I don't feel like doing anything. I just wanna lay down and look up to the ceiling. hmm. I think i'm gonna go for my shower soon. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-5317587213651310845?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/5317587213651310845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=5317587213651310845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/5317587213651310845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/5317587213651310845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/am.html' title='A.M.'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-3252059344026726574</id><published>2008-12-03T10:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:04:02.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>wth</title><content type='html'>was looking at the FEEDJIT.. where the hell is Kerangan Nyatan btw in Brunei? bida wah nama atuu. HAHAHA. antah banar kah nda jua. talorrr. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-3252059344026726574?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3252059344026726574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=3252059344026726574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3252059344026726574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3252059344026726574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/wth.html' title='wth'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-3065624736500620373</id><published>2008-12-03T09:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:01:08.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>life lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STXnzkPSotI/AAAAAAAAApQ/iW9UDXTggEo/s1600-h/196872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STXnzkPSotI/AAAAAAAAApQ/iW9UDXTggEo/s400/196872.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275377411621561042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hmm.. I haven't blog about my days lately. ITS HOLIDAYYYY. duuhh.. obviously. but I still haf the logbook and assignment to finish up. All I do at home is playing games and prepare lunch and dinner. oh yea.. last sunday was fun. im all burnt now. haha. I went to Pantai Seri Kenangan and wetting myself mandi sana. HAHAHA. my gawdd... its been like what.. more than 5 years kali sdh ku nda mandi pantai. The last time was with the other besties di Danau. make me laugh ingatkan that moment.. tayar kereta tekubur. nyohh. and imagine 3 girls tolak kreta baju basah2? lol. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and last night.. was playing the new guitar hero world tour with Eyan. it was fun though. just bought it too. hehe. sukaku ne if belawan sama c nawie.. ia kalah :p hmm.. reminds me of Enoy.. pity her. You should go for a body scrub and full-body massage. haha. trust me.. you'll feel good :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-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ANYWAYS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STXnO5xWb1I/AAAAAAAAApI/4DR8mP_WkHM/s1600-h/have_fun_nissou_blogphotography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STXnO5xWb1I/AAAAAAAAApI/4DR8mP_WkHM/s400/have_fun_nissou_blogphotography.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275376781746401106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p/s: ily Eyan. last night was fun.. I know the days before were so dull between us because I just dont have the mood. hugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-3065624736500620373?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3065624736500620373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=3065624736500620373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3065624736500620373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3065624736500620373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-lately.html' title='life lately'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STXnzkPSotI/AAAAAAAAApQ/iW9UDXTggEo/s72-c/196872.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-4868089829115956484</id><published>2008-12-02T08:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T08:43:13.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyan'/><title type='text'>FOR MY "SOMEONE"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STSEdpKIGjI/AAAAAAAAApA/3qyj0VzytjE/s1600-h/Photo+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STSEdpKIGjI/AAAAAAAAApA/3qyj0VzytjE/s400/Photo+141.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274986708357093938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STSEdmgAIfI/AAAAAAAAAo4/58u417yMk2c/s1600-h/Photo+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STSEdmgAIfI/AAAAAAAAAo4/58u417yMk2c/s400/Photo+146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274986707643539954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking at my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wide awake.. is you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shutting your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and seeing the images of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;staring at you makes the world go round and round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wishing it wont stop&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;what I felt about you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is always a mystery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;words are just verbal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;inner me says that I dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but for sure is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im loving you more and more every second&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-4868089829115956484?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4868089829115956484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=4868089829115956484&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4868089829115956484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4868089829115956484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/for-my-someone.html' title='FOR MY &quot;SOMEONE&quot;'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STSEdpKIGjI/AAAAAAAAApA/3qyj0VzytjE/s72-c/Photo+141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-1949700952032366033</id><published>2008-12-02T08:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T08:30:56.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>THAT SOMEONE IS ALWAYS SPECIAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone is very proud of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone is thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone cares about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone misses you&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;someone wants to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone hopes you aren't in trouble&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;someone is thankful for the support you have provided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone hopes everything turns out all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants you to be happy&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;someone wants you to find them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone is celebrating your successes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to give you a gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone think you ARE a gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone hopes you are not too cold, or too hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to hug you&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;someone loves you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to lavish you with small gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone admires your strength&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;someone is thinking of you and smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to be your shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to go out with you and have a lot of fun&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;someone thinks the world of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to protect you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone would do anything for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone is grateful for your forgiveness&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;someone wants to laugh with you about old times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone remembers you and wishes you were there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone needs to know that your love is unconditional&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;somebody values your advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to tell you how much they care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to stay up watching old movies with you&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;someone wants to share their dreams with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to hold you in their arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants YOU to hold them in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone treasures your spirit&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;someone wishes they could STOP time because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone can't wait to see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wishes that things didn't have to change&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;someone loves you for who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone loves the way you make them feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone hears a song that reminds them of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants you to know they are there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone is glad that you're their friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to be your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone stayed up all night thinking about you&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;someone is alive because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone is wishing that you would notice them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to get to know you better&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;someone believes that you are their soul mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone wants to be near you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone misses your guidance and advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone values your guidance and advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone has faith in you&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;someone trusts you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone needs your support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone needs you to have faith in them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone needs you to let them be your friend&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/5483211613272519114-1949700952032366033?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1949700952032366033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=1949700952032366033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1949700952032366033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1949700952032366033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/that-someone-is-always-special.html' title='THAT SOMEONE IS ALWAYS SPECIAL'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-6843691793077347831</id><published>2008-12-01T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:05:13.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>ALERT EVERYONE</title><content type='html'>Go outside your house and find the moon.. u can see it smiling with 2 stars looking like eyes. Good Luck. scares me as well. hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-6843691793077347831?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6843691793077347831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=6843691793077347831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6843691793077347831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6843691793077347831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/12/alert-everyone.html' title='ALERT EVERYONE'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-8279781422857358003</id><published>2008-12-01T16:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:08:51.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>TAGGED</title><content type='html'>by.. Gaara and Ilah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STOgzZMOyrI/AAAAAAAAAow/hlhnyLtE6eI/s1600-h/Photo+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/STOgzZMOyrI/AAAAAAAAAow/hlhnyLtE6eI/s400/Photo+152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274736393376942770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rules of tagging are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You have to take your picture right now! (yes now, no editing, no fixing your hair or anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Post the picture immediately at your blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Post it together with these rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Tagged five other bloggers to do the same thing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1) Where and when was your last kiss? &lt;div&gt;morning kiss. bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;2) What color underwear/boxers/thong wearing now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;light blue kaliii (mcm palui jua qs ani)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) What are you listening to right now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brandy - 1st &amp;amp; love  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Whats your favorite number? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 and 2  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) What was the last thing you ate? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rice and sardine  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) When was the last time you smiled? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;few minutes ago  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) How is the weather right now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It looks like its gonna rain  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 ) Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) What is your worst habit? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nap in the evening.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) Do you drink? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minum plg. water, juice...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) Do you smoke? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) When was the last time, if ever, you blacked out? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 years ago kali..   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13.) Girlfriend/Boyfriend? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boyfriend yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14) Your Hair color? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;black and half-dyed  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15) Eye Color? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brown I think (not that ku perasan)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16) Do you wear contacts? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At times...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17) Favorite day? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December holiday atm. lol.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18) Favorite Month?: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when there is a longggg holiday.. that'll be December. haha.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19) Have you ever cried for no reason? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idk. never thought of that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20) What was the last movie you watched? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whisper  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21) Favorite Day of the Year? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26/10  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22) Are you too shy to ask someone out? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nope.. if its with the beau. well.. I dont have any other people to ask out other than friends.. no.. im not shy to my frens.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23) Last advice you received? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Its better for you to finish it early than later" Ms Aida. lol.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24) What was the highlight of your weekend? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family Day and fully-booked  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25) Chocolate or Vanilla? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chocolate  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26) What is the last text message you received? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hun balik kul brapa?cpul aga Hun kah?me ani pkir2 klw cpul aga,me kn ikut keluar escape kan mbil kratas hahaha" - eyan. nvm that.. and that plan didnt work! lol  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27) What is the last text message sent? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"m bru jaln dari rmh ne.cpul antar.drg my adi nda jd jaln pasl kwnnya nda betantu ah."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28) Who was the last person you call? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29) What was the last sports game you watched? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Football  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30) When was the last time you slept in someoneelse’s bed? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't recall any.. cause I never feel comfortable sleeping at someone else's bed. so yea.. I think the last time is at Yana's place.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31) Favorite movies? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idk.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32) Favorite football Team? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nil.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33) What were you doing before this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the phone with Eyan.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34) Any pets? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not anymore.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35) Favorite Drink? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Belgian chocolate. Dasani. Sports drink.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36) Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plain. well.. to be exact.. I want it with honey.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37) Dogs or cats? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cats.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38) Favorite flower? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39) When was the last time you got in trouble? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trouble as in? attendance.. on August. lol.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40) Have you ever loved someone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nada eh.. duuhh.. yes definitely.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41) Who would you like to see right now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VJ Utt. haha. jk. no one I guess.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42) Are you still friends with people from kindergarten? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;43) Have you ever fired a gun? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in games. arcade. haha.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44) Do you like to travel by plane? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so far.. yes.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45) What websites do you go to frequently,besides friendster? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blogspot ONLY.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;46). If you could be with anybody right now who would it be? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idk.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;47) How many pillows do you sleep with? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48) Are you missing someone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nope atm.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;49) How was your day? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my body ache like hell. my feet hurts. the effect from sunburn is killing me.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50) 8 People To Tag&lt;br /&gt;I hate to choose orang lagi cause that's alot of work. so anyone.. carry on. get these questions and tag urself and the others. &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/5483211613272519114-8279781422857358003?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="339"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bizJWtJ0xXo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bizJWtJ0xXo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="339"&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/5483211613272519114-3838622263348173254?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3838622263348173254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=3838622263348173254&amp;isPopup=true' 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DIRTY-MINDED</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="420" height="339"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sLIHLvdod8c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sLIHLvdod8c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="339"&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/5483211613272519114-7499090668784695038?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7499090668784695038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7499090668784695038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7499090668784695038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7499090668784695038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-not-dirty-minded.html' title='NOT A DIRTY-MINDED'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-33533630043378067</id><published>2008-11-27T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:10:57.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><title type='text'>THIS ANNOYS ME</title><content type='html'>THIS THING IS EVERYWHERE!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;human.. human. Everyone is not that SUPER afterall. hmm. so yea.. I got this idea from Eyan and thought of blogging about it. It is about.. should I say bias, self-thinker of perfectionist and what else.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok.. I came across few people and forums as well.. if you are not "in" (again.. with this "in" thing) .. when you are in and you are accepted and close with this group.. then everything you do (dimata dorang) is always perfect-oo even though the others think bad or nda seberapa about you. isn't it true? lemme give example.. you post a picture in a forum and hope for a comment.. there are people who look at the picture as lawa.. I can be open to that but few critics are just not acceptable. I mean.. tekana orang lain.. "nda bulih ne ada shadow cni ani.. avoid this and that.." tapiiiiiii... sudah tekana orang2 durang atu... ahhahaha... walaupun ada shadow cacat... "lawa bro.." "wahhhh.. salute" jubur lah kamu bias bastard. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are also people.. who think his/her picture is lawa... and he/she bitch about other people's pictures but ia inda tau gambarnya nda jua seberapa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photography is the most obvious thing I can see so far in my life.. golf too.. well.. I hate this thing. Things like staring at other people's "gun" and showing off your toys are also frigging annoying to me. mcm.. bkn jua ko sorang tedapat nda jua payah cematu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my advice is.. please ladies and gentleman.. don't be that fucking bias and think you are perfectionist. I don't think I am.. because I have alot to change in me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-33533630043378067?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/33533630043378067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=33533630043378067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/33533630043378067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/33533630043378067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-annoys-me.html' title='THIS ANNOYS ME'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-1811714144985257555</id><published>2008-11-21T09:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T17:10:38.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>3K</title><content type='html'>e3K stands for: KELUARGA, KAWAN, KAMCHENG (s/p)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever heard of.. "eh ia dapat kraja sana pasal ada urg dlm.." somehow it is annoying because people tend to think that.. "aku ngaleh berusaha tapi ia yg nda seberapa ani plg dapat.." am I correct? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How true is it that most high ranking people help their relatives and friends to get the job? I've seen alot and heard alot. well.. at times its not just relatives and friends.. it depends on the "gelaran" you are holding on as well. If you are anak "ani" and "ani" .. haa.. yeah you are damn lucky. No doubt about that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of us.. the middle-class population have to work hard and study hard/smart.. get the highest qualification then you can get into the "in" population. how hard life is? eheh. I am not judging anyone about this.. but all I wanna say is.. everyone has rights to say things they want. Why people nda kana bagi same privileges? I know.. everyone has their own place.. if everyone is gonna be given the same privileges.. problem jua tu. haha. entah lah. Allah set everything for us sudah.. might as well just accept it or try to change it by berusaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s imy nunu. boring ku ko nada dskulah ah.. seriously. kalau ko ada kan.. bedangan jua ku. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-1811714144985257555?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/1811714144985257555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=1811714144985257555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1811714144985257555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/1811714144985257555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/11/3k.html' title='3K'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-4062955465123162526</id><published>2008-11-19T11:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:41:27.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><title type='text'>CRAVES</title><content type='html'>I have this in my mind. lol. its like a virus that cannot be cure. so yea. I cant stop looking at all these things. hahaha. I love the cardigan much. I searched few shopping blogs that sell cardigan and im like.. bulih ku order kah ne ah? it is cheaper in M'sia then here. ergh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SSOVUOAEVjI/AAAAAAAAAog/0u7LRd0ab88/s1600-h/2599878237_d7faec2820_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SSOVUOAEVjI/AAAAAAAAAog/0u7LRd0ab88/s400/2599878237_d7faec2820_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270220163541915186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SSOVT7TE1JI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Jf25P2NcfdE/s1600-h/nokia-e71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SSOVT7TE1JI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Jf25P2NcfdE/s400/nokia-e71.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270220158521365650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SSOVT0Qx-NI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/6MXAfFhJWsQ/s1600-h/ipod-video.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SSOVT0Qx-NI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/6MXAfFhJWsQ/s400/ipod-video.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270220156632692946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SSOVTthj-oI/AAAAAAAAAoI/pxjZmIs68xc/s1600-h/Canon5D_grip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 376px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SSOVTthj-oI/AAAAAAAAAoI/pxjZmIs68xc/s400/Canon5D_grip.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270220154824030850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The gadgets above.. sigh.. I want them badly. hahhaa. esp the phone. I was considering between N96 or E71. I know there will be a new one out soon.. the upgrade version of E71 but hell.. I still want the old one. I read the review already though. nwys, Eyan.. congrats on getting your new baby. Alhamdulillah. Its still a "shhhh" until he announce it himself :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, OHEF (my business group) did the gardening as that is our social responsibility. damn.. my back hurts, ankle and wrist as well. puas ku meliat cacing ditanah ah.. I shrieked alot.. gali kuuuuu. ergh. We might come to school this friday to finish up the gardening thing cause we have to do the report and pass it up by the end of November.. so yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s 400d is officially not with us anymore. lomos might be able to take off my mind of the 400d. it is still fun with the fisheye and holga and diana. HEE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-4062955465123162526?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4062955465123162526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=4062955465123162526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4062955465123162526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4062955465123162526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/11/craves.html' title='CRAVES'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SSOVUOAEVjI/AAAAAAAAAog/0u7LRd0ab88/s72-c/2599878237_d7faec2820_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7600134371604913280</id><published>2008-11-13T21:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:18:30.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>HAPPY ANN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRw1JR8kKwI/AAAAAAAAAoA/eyW-nVSjY6I/s1600-h/I_Love_You.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRw1JR8kKwI/AAAAAAAAAoA/eyW-nVSjY6I/s400/I_Love_You.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268144097669163778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored much. 12 sharp will be another anniversary.. 2 years and 6 months. I don't know how to be sweet.. I just need to say HAPPY ANNIVERSARY then. ohh mann.. I need to revitalize this relationship. There's nothing wrong with it.. just flourishing it. hee. Eyan.. I love you so0o much.. I can't imagine life without you. I was listening to 1st lady's lyrics.. saddens me and made me thinking. i'm scared much. Don't laugh at me for listening to that song.. idk.. it was random and seldom. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm craving for soooo many things.. crap eh. I wanna go for a holiday to anywhere out from this country for a while. I just wish I have the money. I wanna buy more trousers and more shirts and cardigans. woman woman woman. more bags. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another activation of the mind, i've been thinking.. should I continue my study to ITB or not since I got my A'level.. so okay. but I can just skip the 2/3 years.. if I just take another try on the A'level and at least get C or higher then try applying for UBD again. ORRRRR.. should I just work after ND? sigh. can someone give me advices please.. and give me some more other convincing choices? oh well.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been eating less lately. its my.. brapa hari sudah no proper dinner. few people approached me saying that i'm getting thinner.. not that "thin" in your mind though. I have this temptation to post the "old" me. lol. but nahhh. and guess what.. I'm thankful that I had my period.. hell idk what happened to me. 1 month full of depression + 1 month full of fizzy drinks = unusual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s I love my Emilio Valentino. Thanks Baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-7600134371604913280?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7600134371604913280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7600134371604913280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7600134371604913280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7600134371604913280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-bored-much.html' title='HAPPY ANN'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRw1JR8kKwI/AAAAAAAAAoA/eyW-nVSjY6I/s72-c/I_Love_You.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2107884590688035644</id><published>2008-11-13T11:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:33:35.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>I'm starving. I'm off from school today.. in fact everyone in SP because there will be no class cause there will be err.. convocation or graduation at ICC. so there's no use for us going to school with no single tutors I guess. What I did today so far? ---- prepared breakfast not for me though, went online and check my random blogs. Then, gathered all the dirty clothes and did my laundry and I'm waiting for it still. cooked for lunch. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUST WANNA SAY... damn i've been hibernating alot since what... a month, 2 ago? ergh. and nowwwww.. I just manage to cope up with things though I have my weekends. I'm looking forward for the upcoming December.. yeay. I can't wait to finish my course too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SKINNY JEANS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRutefh8ZnI/AAAAAAAAAno/Ln1ZfCR9meQ/s1600-h/house-of-cassette-color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRutefh8ZnI/AAAAAAAAAno/Ln1ZfCR9meQ/s400/house-of-cassette-color.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267994928511477362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRuteCwCywI/AAAAAAAAAng/SjFPWSpv0e8/s1600-h/girls-denim-jeans-venice-skinny-colors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRuteCwCywI/AAAAAAAAAng/SjFPWSpv0e8/s400/girls-denim-jeans-venice-skinny-colors.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267994920785988354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRutd5zzoBI/AAAAAAAAAnY/YuaOiLeRXyA/s1600-h/celeb_skinny_jeans.12680700_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRutd5zzoBI/AAAAAAAAAnY/YuaOiLeRXyA/s400/celeb_skinny_jeans.12680700_std.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267994918385852434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRutdwpoQ3I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/XVdQDKUXPy0/s1600-h/2213942949_c7b12fcbc6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRutdwpoQ3I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/XVdQDKUXPy0/s400/2213942949_c7b12fcbc6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267994915927245682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRutdcvApvI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Tz-yQpyG0t4/s1600-h/433df46ce4de4f138ab31c3c8c6719c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRutdcvApvI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Tz-yQpyG0t4/s400/433df46ce4de4f138ab31c3c8c6719c7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267994910581106418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRutt8oouGI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FQjteUZOCPU/s1600-h/skinny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRutt8oouGI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FQjteUZOCPU/s400/skinny2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267995194022213730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRuttoNcTPI/AAAAAAAAAnw/LyHklvUEnHk/s1600-h/kanye-west-colette-22808-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRuttoNcTPI/AAAAAAAAAnw/LyHklvUEnHk/s400/kanye-west-colette-22808-1.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267995188539444466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find it hot. I find it fashion. I find it a turn-on (ok.. that's just my metaphors) lol. but yea.. I feel good in it be it coloured or the usual colour. and I don't know why people kept on staring at other people who is wearing a neon coloured skinny jeans e.g. yellow, blue, green. and I don't see any suppliers of skinny jeans here except for Rock Paper Scissors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its fashion. who cares if its a guy or a girl wearing it. Its a unisex modern world. lol. based on experience.. I find it funny and hilarious when Eyan wore his blue skinny jeans and when he passed every table at The Mall.. people are staring at him and whispering. Helllooo.. we noticed you. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its not a big deal.. I'm sure the skinny jeans is going to be hot in here soon :D and by then, I would stop wearing my skinny. noooottt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-2107884590688035644?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2107884590688035644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2107884590688035644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2107884590688035644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2107884590688035644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SRutefh8ZnI/AAAAAAAAAno/Ln1ZfCR9meQ/s72-c/house-of-cassette-color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-4034419650579241952</id><published>2008-11-02T16:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:50:45.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Nature of People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are people.. who think they are perfect but actually they're not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are people.. who are lovely but still make so many mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are people.. who think they got everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are people.. who think they suck-up other people and they are liked but they're not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are people.. who say things like people is ok with it but the fact is not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are people.. who are materialistic and think that he/she can buy everything with money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are people.. who are bossy and ignorance and expect other people to do his/her job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are people.. who sacrifice so many things in life but is not appreciated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-4034419650579241952?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4034419650579241952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=4034419650579241952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4034419650579241952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4034419650579241952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-are-people.html' title='Nature of People'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2028134453882194467</id><published>2008-11-01T23:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:19:58.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyan'/><title type='text'>Eyan's Surprised Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQyALbRlGZI/AAAAAAAAAm8/iE0WwnHXufM/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQyALbRlGZI/AAAAAAAAAm8/iE0WwnHXufM/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263722998277675410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQyAK14CSKI/AAAAAAAAAm0/kqZgi1J0VEM/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQyAK14CSKI/AAAAAAAAAm0/kqZgi1J0VEM/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263722988238424226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQx9J-iGpMI/AAAAAAAAAms/n70A2kRO3L8/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQx9J-iGpMI/AAAAAAAAAms/n70A2kRO3L8/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263719674847601858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQx9JdlUMAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/cFVEs6KASMw/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQx9JdlUMAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/cFVEs6KASMw/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263719666002702338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQx9I89PSZI/AAAAAAAAAmc/IbNmHSKSsmg/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQx9I89PSZI/AAAAAAAAAmc/IbNmHSKSsmg/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263719657244674450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQx9IW1yZOI/AAAAAAAAAmU/glrxiTb-Ub0/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQx9IW1yZOI/AAAAAAAAAmU/glrxiTb-Ub0/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263719647012873442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQx9Hp29cKI/AAAAAAAAAmM/IL5OxTyfhEw/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQx9Hp29cKI/AAAAAAAAAmM/IL5OxTyfhEw/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263719634938196130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was during Eyan's openhouse. I was sitting outside like most of the time with my friends. Thanks to those who came once again though I was hoping more of them.. but most of them didn't come that sorry to say.. disappoints me. eheh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nwy, it was fun to see your reaction though Babah spoiled it by playing the birthday song earlier. nevertheless, I'm happy that you didn't expect that to come :D thanks to everyone who helped me with the celebration. more to fadhil for going out with me cari cake nya and pick it up for me. oh s***.. i still owe you.. tunggu allowance bulih? lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-2028134453882194467?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2028134453882194467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2028134453882194467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2028134453882194467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2028134453882194467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/11/eyans-surprised-birthday-party.html' title='Eyan&apos;s Surprised Birthday Party'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQyALbRlGZI/AAAAAAAAAm8/iE0WwnHXufM/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-4532860033559282299</id><published>2008-11-01T12:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:50:47.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>GLAD</title><content type='html'>I'm glad much that I chatted with you dear cousin. I've been there. I've been through alot.. I dont have to jot everything down here. U know my stories. Seriously.. Im not the type yg pengesian ani.. im the type who seek for revenge, playing dirty games and not too forgiving.. that's me. I just want the best for you. I don't want other people to fall for the same trap that I went through.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanna share a real story of mine.. I once went out with a guy who has a gf.. I know I'm being cruel but its true that love is blind. As far as I don't want to agree and admit that I'm the reason for their break-ups.. but its me. Its my fault even though my partner said that "no..its not you. its my choice. She is not as what I expected" bla bla bla. Does that makes me any good? Nope! The fact that people still put her grudge on me is not a good thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but karma hit me few times nowadays. I have to accept that.. its balasan di dunia. who to blame?? heh. I understand people's feelings very well.. its not my intention to hurt other people. not at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know both of you very well.. like what.. we were together from we were small. I know you guys punya partner as well and they are my friends too. If its just my bestfriends or any random person.. im not bothered to advice. none of my business. I have a lesbian bestfriend and I adviced her alot of times.. but she ever listen to me? nooo. I care no more if they are not blood-related to me. but you? you are.. related to me. All the other families care for you.. hugs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope that you could make the best decision. As I said earlier.. its not that I'm being unsupportive.. but if you guys really want to be together.. you should be honest to your partner as well as the other partner.. rather than constantly hurting them. Its all up to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-4532860033559282299?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4532860033559282299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=4532860033559282299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4532860033559282299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4532860033559282299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/11/glad.html' title='GLAD'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-6447534796276702988</id><published>2008-10-31T13:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T14:04:19.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nunu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><title type='text'>GREETINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQqejMdpJEI/AAAAAAAAAmE/C5GGDY7yGTs/s1600-h/IMG_4873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQqejMdpJEI/AAAAAAAAAmE/C5GGDY7yGTs/s400/IMG_4873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263193442014012482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to blog this.. HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY DEAREST NUNU. XOXO. *damn.. im 21 next year* hahaha. Best wishes in everything Nunu. Jangan stress2.. krg byk lagi grey hair mu. lol. Have fun.. oh this year nada prezzie 'cause i'm broke. HAHA. ok? hehe. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s oh d girl with tudong is NUNU. duhhh. haha. Picture is by Joe with his what..? 400? idk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out something.. well.. not just me.. the others as well. its just weird you and you. soooo weird. its not that we are not supportive.. but think of others as well.. the status.. the partner.. and many more. Make the right decision for yourself when its for real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-6447534796276702988?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6447534796276702988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=6447534796276702988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6447534796276702988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6447534796276702988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/10/greetings_31.html' title='GREETINGS'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQqejMdpJEI/AAAAAAAAAmE/C5GGDY7yGTs/s72-c/IMG_4873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2143579608766987765</id><published>2008-10-31T10:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:35:25.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business School'/><title type='text'>SP OPEN CLASS 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know.. kamu liat face sequence nya dulu ne barutah baca my post. hahaha. This is Yana Yono. idk what the hell is she doing. hahaha. I think Ham took these pictures *damn jua nyamuk ani.. garu2 ku* nwy, nice pose yana.. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQprig6Hg3I/AAAAAAAAAl8/kbsuk6iLq2A/s1600-h/yana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQprig6Hg3I/AAAAAAAAAl8/kbsuk6iLq2A/s400/yana.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263137355229266802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures below.. hmm.. I just like taking pictures from above. reminds me the cute-face cat in SHREK :D Mimiets have that look i think :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQprhqe1yaI/AAAAAAAAAl0/uqK0x5UIaaY/s1600-h/m%26e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQprhqe1yaI/AAAAAAAAAl0/uqK0x5UIaaY/s400/m%26e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263137340619344290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpp9X3B7HI/AAAAAAAAAls/JPdgH7Ai3WU/s1600-h/ham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpp9X3B7HI/AAAAAAAAAls/JPdgH7Ai3WU/s400/ham.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263135617633610866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpp9QKlMNI/AAAAAAAAAlk/fht8082cyQ8/s1600-h/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpp9QKlMNI/AAAAAAAAAlk/fht8082cyQ8/s400/e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263135615568130258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpp8xtiowI/AAAAAAAAAlc/lS3RDzCT2yY/s1600-h/8"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpp8xtiowI/AAAAAAAAAlc/lS3RDzCT2yY/s400/8" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263135607393264386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The classmates: Mimiets, Yana, Enoys, Fadhil, Zul, Hui Hui, Nurul , Sya and Ham. Few others is not in the picture tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpp8TgFH8I/AAAAAAAAAlM/POt_FLDO7fk/s1600-h/6"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpp8TgFH8I/AAAAAAAAAlM/POt_FLDO7fk/s400/6" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263135599283740610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpon5xkuMI/AAAAAAAAAks/1WkehQuGEsI/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpon5xkuMI/AAAAAAAAAks/1WkehQuGEsI/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263134149268781250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out their ulah from the first pictures.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpooHixCvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/llBcyIm3OEk/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpooHixCvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/llBcyIm3OEk/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263134152964770546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpoocQixQI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ggpRm5sYY8g/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpoocQixQI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ggpRm5sYY8g/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263134158525482242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpoo7HsvvI/AAAAAAAAAlE/lT_FP43uWzg/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQpoo7HsvvI/AAAAAAAAAlE/lT_FP43uWzg/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263134166809886450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I havent edit Naima's surprise birthday party. Im soo tired. I went to Enoy's belated birthday celebration.. what a fun night. Eyan and me got 6 presents. hahahaha. not that we are so greedy but we were told to join the games.. I usually dont play games.. like dancing around the chair is stupid. the freezing dance is more stupid then ever. mannn.. its tiring. I felt so lucky last night.. becauseeeee... I HAVE ALOT OF PRESENTS. hahahahah. c Yana jealous :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people... til next time. buhbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-2143579608766987765?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2143579608766987765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2143579608766987765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2143579608766987765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2143579608766987765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/10/sp-open-class-08.html' title='SP OPEN CLASS 08'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQprig6Hg3I/AAAAAAAAAl8/kbsuk6iLq2A/s72-c/yana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-6772179454688119593</id><published>2008-10-26T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:16:26.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyan'/><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry that i'm late. but im happy to see u widely smiling when I brought the cake to you. I actually planned for the "lateness" eheh. sorry if its not perfect and something is missing out.. but i'll make it up to you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been going against you lately.. but last night was a change that put a smile on my face until today. You joke alot.. and I love it. 25 turns me on. haha. lemme repeat.. another 5 years to 3o. Baby.. sorry I went to bed early.. my feet is killing me. I slept like 4 hours only. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s pictures of Naima's birthday and the open class will be up soon. plus Eyan's surprise birthday party. Good night people. To mimiet: hope everything will be fine soon at your place. her place kebanjiran ahh.. kesiann. ada ular lagi tu. eww. oh btw, thanks to the people involving in the making of the surprise. hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-6772179454688119593?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6772179454688119593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=6772179454688119593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6772179454688119593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6772179454688119593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2875847370781530937</id><published>2008-10-24T08:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:12:19.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business School Frens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><title type='text'>GREETINGS</title><content type='html'>I just wanna post a shoutout to Eyan saying HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY. Panjang umur murah rezeki.. Amin. oh btw, he's turning 25. Another year older.. another 5 years to 30. HAHAHA. anyhoo.. Have a wonderful blast on ur special day. I might not give you anything for now.. but just wait for it :D insyaAllah. I won't miss out EVEN a little present for you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and oh oh.. biar hun kana surprise kan d office. lol. I'm happy that i've been with you for what.. the 3rd birthday of yours? xoxo. I know u posted this picture already but seriously.. I love this picture below. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEnB1lnG_I/AAAAAAAAAjU/0nNhYo7xj9I/s1600-h/2961787268_e13b20d726_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEnB1lnG_I/AAAAAAAAAjU/0nNhYo7xj9I/s400/2961787268_e13b20d726_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260528752263633906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been busy with the Sekolah Perdagangan Hari Raya Celebration the past weeks so i'm not able to update the blog as often as before. Eyan didn't click that shutter too many times that night.. I myself don't have any decent pictures to put in here. I don't think Marriz and Hiero got my pictures too. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEnCzmZkbI/AAAAAAAAAjk/IrzyToBOTDs/s1600-h/p2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEnCzmZkbI/AAAAAAAAAjk/IrzyToBOTDs/s400/p2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260528768909939122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEnCU9_cZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/bmhhdYIvSDc/s1600-h/p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEnCU9_cZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/bmhhdYIvSDc/s400/p1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260528760687391122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEnCzhtpJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/91yyu6Li8hc/s1600-h/p3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEnCzhtpJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/91yyu6Li8hc/s400/p3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260528768890283154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I havent make my bed.. havent do my laundry.. and I need to pay my bill. and aku alumm mandi jua. eh eh eh.. Eyan kana surprise kan d office just now :D HAHAHA. nyamannn~~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Hua Ho last night for groceries shopping plus bali barang for Eyan openhouse this coming Sunday.. siapa2 rasanya kawan ku.. dtg saja ke Teres no. 7, Jln. Kiulap, Kg. Kiulap. near Ripas Helipad. malas jua ku sudah kan msg tu. haha. ejamm..if u are reading this.. datang ah. aritu sdh ko nda dtg ke rumah ku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, I met my girl feezah d hua ho.. haha. masih sama macam dulu wah c feezah ah.. excited usulnya meliat aku ah. and everytimeeee.. aku openhouse krg.. openhouse tah ko jua. juburrr. Epit &amp;amp; Sary datang ke Qlap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During my openhouse.. I brought them friends to the nearest beach near my place. Tell me you like Penanjong Beach than Seri Kenangan.. haha. kraja kami begambar saja. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEt8TQwwFI/AAAAAAAAAj0/iN1YS7Dd7Xc/s1600-h/p4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEt8TQwwFI/AAAAAAAAAj0/iN1YS7Dd7Xc/s400/p4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260536353731428434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEt8_a5QHI/AAAAAAAAAj8/p4n41WVedPQ/s1600-h/p5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEt8_a5QHI/AAAAAAAAAj8/p4n41WVedPQ/s400/p5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260536365585088626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEt9ARaHII/AAAAAAAAAkU/ScZi3ZqP9To/s1600-h/p9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEt9ARaHII/AAAAAAAAAkU/ScZi3ZqP9To/s400/p9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260536365813734530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEt9EGdn2I/AAAAAAAAAkM/RsKWwu7MxCA/s1600-h/p7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEt9EGdn2I/AAAAAAAAAkM/RsKWwu7MxCA/s400/p7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260536366841569122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEt802KRjI/AAAAAAAAAkE/2cofapdE-cs/s1600-h/p6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEt802KRjI/AAAAAAAAAkE/2cofapdE-cs/s400/p6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260536362746660402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEuj9P_rUI/AAAAAAAAAkc/fY5OVb1PzBY/s1600-h/p8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEuj9P_rUI/AAAAAAAAAkc/fY5OVb1PzBY/s400/p8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260537035017399618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bah eh.. ngaleh ku sudah update ani jua. sorry ah random post saja. if kamu paning baca.. none of my business. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-2875847370781530937?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2875847370781530937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2875847370781530937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2875847370781530937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2875847370781530937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/10/greetings.html' title='GREETINGS'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SQEnB1lnG_I/AAAAAAAAAjU/0nNhYo7xj9I/s72-c/2961787268_e13b20d726_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2073603672883005214</id><published>2008-10-14T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:42:54.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><title type='text'>Selfish-Reasoning</title><content type='html'>I feel bad for certain things. but I was taught that I shouldn't be gathering the grudge for too long but then.. its hard to let it out loud. ridiculous! and when I express them.. its not worth it AT ALL. I 'sent' an explanation but I deleted it because I don't think its going anywhere. eheh. oh well.. life. Don't question me!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another day.. HAPPY 29th ANNIVERSARY. 2 and 9 looks/sounds batah. eheh. wonder what we will be doing later?! and guess what? I made a peanut cake for you. but I havent make the cheesy-topping pasallll inda cukup ingredients. eheh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imy. im sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: motivated. eagerness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-2073603672883005214?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2073603672883005214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2073603672883005214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2073603672883005214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2073603672883005214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/10/selfish-reasoning.html' title='Selfish-Reasoning'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-4372772986276162097</id><published>2008-10-08T17:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:33:56.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>2008 Syawal</title><content type='html'>eh eh eh.. im not really busy this raya but i didnt manage to update my blog becauseeeee im freakingly lazy. well.. y'all know that I dont have my charger with me. i'll put the blame on that. nwys, it was the 3rd day of school after erk.. 3 weeks of cuti?! and I found out that I didnt fail any subjects.. i think so. yeay alhamdulillah. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok ok.. i wanna give a shout out to my charming twin brothers.. its not too late ain't it?! HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY BROTHERS. 15th. hehehe. I did bought them a cake and we celebrate arah my granny's place. Best wishes. oh brothers.. i solved the bloody rubic's cube already. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SOyHySxvs2I/AAAAAAAAAi0/CczLsuzSIFA/s1600-h/bdy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SOyHySxvs2I/AAAAAAAAAi0/CczLsuzSIFA/s400/bdy1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254724163338220386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SOyHyQCV0nI/AAAAAAAAAi8/6gisIU2TBlE/s1600-h/bdy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SOyHyQCV0nI/AAAAAAAAAi8/6gisIU2TBlE/s400/bdy2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254724162602521202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;handsome? haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now..here's the photoshoot at eyan's place. I was hit with vanity last time so I feel like posing for pictures. Im not gonna post everything here :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SOyMCE99b9I/AAAAAAAAAjE/02VNW-_qpOM/s1600-h/ps1"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SOyMCE99b9I/AAAAAAAAAjE/02VNW-_qpOM/s400/ps1" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254728832555773906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SOyMCDd9h6I/AAAAAAAAAjM/tzj0XWAqlJg/s1600-h/ps2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SOyMCDd9h6I/AAAAAAAAAjM/tzj0XWAqlJg/s400/ps2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254728832153126818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously.. lampuh rupanya aku atuuuu. hahaha. sigh. oh I love that pic.. ahaha. macam perasan sendiri jua bunyinya aku atu. you tell me.. lawa kah nda? well.. i like the lighting plg.. just perfect to me lah ah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-4372772986276162097?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4372772986276162097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=4372772986276162097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4372772986276162097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4372772986276162097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/10/2008-syawal.html' title='2008 Syawal'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SOyHySxvs2I/AAAAAAAAAi0/CczLsuzSIFA/s72-c/bdy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-3021213514697496560</id><published>2008-10-01T10:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:06:40.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selamat hari raya'/><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>We would like to take this opportunity to say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to all muslims whereever you are, especially to our family, relatives, friends (in Brunei, Malaysia, Uk, Australia). Please forgive us for what we've done wrong - intentionally or unintentionally, verbally, emotionally or physically... We are sorry. We are here ready to forgive any and all wrong doings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/surkrew/2902916253/" title="SHR by surkrew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3037/2902916253_664f8180ea_o.jpg" width="90%" alt="SHR" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wish you the very best Aidilfitri celebration. Please be careful when you're on the road, no matter if you're the passenger (front and/or rear), driver, on foot, on bicycle, as long as you're on the road, please be careful! Especially those in the cars, please wear your seatbelts! Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan ingatan tulus ikhlas daripada: Eyan and Zaty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-3021213514697496560?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3021213514697496560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=3021213514697496560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3021213514697496560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3021213514697496560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri'/><author><name>surkrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17066802505597034458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-4887652891095662667</id><published>2008-09-28T07:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T08:36:31.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>REAL LIFE</title><content type='html'>Hello people.. for your information.. I fucked up my mac charger.. and it'll costs me 100+ bucks which I havent buy. ergh. I find the charger sucks because the wire is not so-so thick like any other normal charger. so, don't expect me on updating the blog often since the laptop is dead. oh I wanna say THANK YOU to whoever good-lucking me for tomorrow's exam. Im bringing my brother to school tomorrow cuz I dont feel comfortable with only tutors there. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhooooo, i had the best talk with my mother last night. I don't really talk about my love life with her.. my friends. basically my stuffs lah.. and last night, I did talked it out but not this ONE THING. there's a temptation to start on ONE THING but i feel awkward and embarassed. eheh. as much as i wanted to ask and discuss it. AND alsoooo.. my father's "kunyanyang" as well.. seriously.. makin ia tua.. he is more bising than my mom. hahaha. and my mother admits that ia pun sanak when my dad starts to bla bla bla. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my father.. all my life, I never really sit and talk with him because he is the serious and experienced and mad type though he is abit open to others but when it comes to family.. its a different case. These was dulu. nowadays? its kinda changed since we all are grown-ups already.. i mean i have 9 siblings and only 3 saja that you can see "damit". My big bro used to hate my father but now.. not anymore because father and son have something in common. hehe. i mean.. at times i hear them joking, my brother ceramah my dad and my dad diam saja (well.. i know my father kecalian kan my brother. eheh). When we have problems.. we all seek for his help. and I find it helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my point here is.. I see the importance of family as im not a family lady dulu. I only talked to friends and the beau. There are things that u can't really share with friends/beau but then there are your family to hear you, to let you cry, give a little space on their shoulder for you to lean on. trust me. family will be always there for you.. and IM GLAD that i have a big family. and im going to have one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that "masa damit2 andang payah with all the belanja and all but sudah kamu semua basar-basar krg.. sanang tah hidup mama tu" *teary eyes* I agree to that from seeing my parents. When parents say something.. you should listen to it because they lived before us.. they understand life better than us. They don't want something to happen to us like what happened to them. Every teguran is for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say that I LOVE MY FAMILY :) I love u mom dad. I should have listen to you dulu for not being rebellious and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-4887652891095662667?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4887652891095662667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=4887652891095662667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4887652891095662667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4887652891095662667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/09/real-life.html' title='REAL LIFE'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-5791237798494146529</id><published>2008-09-26T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:53:45.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>TAGGED BY ENOYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;- life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What is the last thing that you bought with your own money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;- Ginger and tomato sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Where do you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;- i've no idea. beach? on a cruise? hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How old do you think you will be permanently owned by your love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- erk.. 30? 40? idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Are you in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;- all the time YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Where was the last restaurant you had dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;- Soto Tinis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Name the latest book that you bought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;- no latest. but the last one is CLEO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What is your full name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;- Dk Zati Zakirah Pg Ismail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you prefer your mother or father?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;- mom? well..both of them are ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Name a person that you really wish to meet in real life for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;- the first thing that appear in my mind is.. Nabi Muhammad S.A.W. but I know its impossible since... u know..?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Christina or Britney?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;- Christina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you do your own laundry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- Yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) The most exciting place you want to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;- Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Hugs or kiss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;- Idk. hugs maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) 8 things I am passionate about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- Eyan&lt;br /&gt;- Cooking&lt;br /&gt;- Baking&lt;br /&gt;- Helping people&lt;br /&gt;- Trying new things&lt;br /&gt;- Photography&lt;br /&gt;- Photoshop&lt;br /&gt;- Music and Itunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) 8 things I say too often:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;- entah&lt;br /&gt;- idk&lt;br /&gt;- i love you&lt;br /&gt;- hun&lt;br /&gt;- jubur&lt;br /&gt;- eh eh eh&lt;br /&gt;- haiiiii&lt;br /&gt;- manasaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) 8 books I’ve read recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Accounting&lt;br /&gt;- Economics&lt;br /&gt;- Marketing&lt;br /&gt;- Language &amp;amp; Communication&lt;br /&gt;- Diana F+ instruction manual&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) 8 songs I could listen to over and over again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;- T.I's&lt;br /&gt;- Frankie J's&lt;br /&gt;- Chris Brown's&lt;br /&gt;- Lil Wayne's&lt;br /&gt;- Usher's&lt;br /&gt;- Justin Garner's&lt;br /&gt;- Young Cash's&lt;br /&gt;- Red Dirt's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) 8 things I learned this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Whatever I do for myself and for him, the boy doesnt really think about it deeply&lt;br /&gt;- there are many bitches out there&lt;br /&gt;- Don't get too close with everyone&lt;br /&gt;- I love my family so much&lt;br /&gt;- Working with others is not the best ever&lt;br /&gt;- Everything taught in the school.. duuhhh&lt;br /&gt;- I learn to accept people's apology&lt;br /&gt;- hear both sides explaination.. basically..think from every aspects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Tag 8 people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ANYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-5791237798494146529?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/5791237798494146529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=5791237798494146529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/5791237798494146529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/5791237798494146529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged-by-enoys.html' title='TAGGED BY ENOYS'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7262320220666002879</id><published>2008-09-23T00:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:27:33.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lomography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>INTRODUCING THE LOMOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hello peeps..here's the lomos pictures. I havent said a thing about the lomos since they were here.. anyhoo.. we got the fish eye and actionsamplerflash's films processed and these are the outcomes.. hehehe. Im kinda excited.. nyohh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfE23_IepI/AAAAAAAAAiU/2L855p4vBgk/s1600-h/l1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfE23_IepI/AAAAAAAAAiU/2L855p4vBgk/s400/l1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248880337744329362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfE3Ju7nLI/AAAAAAAAAic/iHos_4vF7PA/s1600-h/l3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfE3Ju7nLI/AAAAAAAAAic/iHos_4vF7PA/s400/l3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248880342508215474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfE3IScWsI/AAAAAAAAAik/YwftPnCg9j0/s1600-h/l5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfE3IScWsI/AAAAAAAAAik/YwftPnCg9j0/s400/l5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248880342120291010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfE3RRP9lI/AAAAAAAAAis/LaGQReamdcs/s1600-h/l4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfE3RRP9lI/AAAAAAAAAis/LaGQReamdcs/s400/l4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248880344531203666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfEhyh2_4I/AAAAAAAAAh8/Rm0m9SWm2ug/s1600-h/p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfEhyh2_4I/AAAAAAAAAh8/Rm0m9SWm2ug/s400/p1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248879975502118786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfEiHcWpFI/AAAAAAAAAiE/D4mGscgPzsc/s1600-h/p2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfEiHcWpFI/AAAAAAAAAiE/D4mGscgPzsc/s400/p2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248879981116171346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfEivVQwuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/jQo5-2tbEfo/s1600-h/p3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfEivVQwuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/jQo5-2tbEfo/s400/p3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248879991823844066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;cool much? eheh. its just another random toys againnn which in the end will be left out somewhere in the drybox. haha. i havent really spend a "quality" time with the lomos cuz it takes me forever to do something as usual. jgntah jauh.. dvd ku bali lagi bebulan2 balum beliat. haha. so yea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;another few days.. will be Raya. dang.. i havent go for muh groceries shopping. I need to pay bills asap too orrrr i'll caught up the longggg queue which i hate the most unless i haf time for that.. I dont mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;How I wish you are on your holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5483211613272519114-7262320220666002879?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7262320220666002879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7262320220666002879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7262320220666002879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7262320220666002879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/09/introducing-lomos.html' title='INTRODUCING THE LOMOS'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNfE23_IepI/AAAAAAAAAiU/2L855p4vBgk/s72-c/l1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7228380340682572706</id><published>2008-09-19T09:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:00:36.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyan'/><title type='text'>HOLIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;These past few days.. Im off from the Internet. and somehow its fun. took alot of pictures. reminiscing the past years with Baby. cook for the family and YOU. its fun.. really. its fair and square now.. hehe.. 3/3. I did baked apam for my nene. I know they havent seen me for sometimes.. sigh. and nene bini will sure cry seeing me this coming raya. please don't. I miss my cousins.. Eva and Kiki. xoxo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;anyway, i still need to study BA because i missed the exam last time. and HRM too. Just after school opens..we'll be busy preparing for the Hari Raya and Teacher's Day Celebration. Alhamdulillah its been ok lately.. i mean school though few stuffs got into my way. oh yea.. I got Adobe Lightroom for my mac already. and oh.. I have 2 places to usai for Raya. and bake cakes for 3 places. (o_o) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I checked the folder from my phone and came across these.. :) I havent post pictures for quite some times. eheh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMHE8ySSrI/AAAAAAAAAho/Cq0xG4A5E9I/s1600-h/p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMHE8ySSrI/AAAAAAAAAho/Cq0xG4A5E9I/s400/p1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247545772434672306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMHFCVe1II/AAAAAAAAAhw/2rohaIk9z_k/s1600-h/p2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMHFCVe1II/AAAAAAAAAhw/2rohaIk9z_k/s400/p2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247545773924471938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMGzTMTddI/AAAAAAAAAhg/UlcWidWi5lw/s1600-h/l6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMGzTMTddI/AAAAAAAAAhg/UlcWidWi5lw/s400/l6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247545469211735506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMGlii_-qI/AAAAAAAAAg4/FIh3XPVjiHw/s1600-h/l1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMGlii_-qI/AAAAAAAAAg4/FIh3XPVjiHw/s400/l1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247545232815291042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMGl0dPfoI/AAAAAAAAAhA/oKvCwlFcLwA/s1600-h/l2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMGl0dPfoI/AAAAAAAAAhA/oKvCwlFcLwA/s400/l2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247545237622980226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMGl8YWtKI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ILymVx4Ab_c/s1600-h/l3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMGl8YWtKI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ILymVx4Ab_c/s400/l3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247545239749964962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMGmBFPP-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/sUbH-p9ZA4Q/s1600-h/l4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMGmBFPP-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/sUbH-p9ZA4Q/s400/l4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247545241011961826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMGmBhkjTI/AAAAAAAAAhY/bBwmRdHw6o8/s1600-h/l5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMGmBhkjTI/AAAAAAAAAhY/bBwmRdHw6o8/s400/l5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247545241130798386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;*2 m.p. sucks! ergh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;xoxo&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/5483211613272519114-7228380340682572706?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7228380340682572706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7228380340682572706&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7228380340682572706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7228380340682572706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/09/holiday.html' title='HOLIDAY'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SNMHE8ySSrI/AAAAAAAAAho/Cq0xG4A5E9I/s72-c/p1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-2673160542777459447</id><published>2008-09-14T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:55:04.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>MUSIQUE INTOXIQUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Notice my msn nick?! "musique intoxique" I donwloaded like.. more than 30 songs. yeay. seriously jobless. try downloading flying solo by Chris Brown. nice one. im watching desperate housewives season 3 marathon at the moment. ahaha. dang.. i havent terikah baju for tomorrow and havent done my LNC too. im on my holiday mood already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-2673160542777459447?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/2673160542777459447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=2673160542777459447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2673160542777459447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/2673160542777459447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/09/musique-intoxique.html' title='MUSIQUE INTOXIQUE'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-3068400068328998489</id><published>2008-09-14T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:08:30.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyan'/><title type='text'>HOURS TO 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I went for a movie haunting with the beau last night.. i decided to watch 4bia (eyan's pronounciation: 4-b-i-a) lol. it was.. f***ing horrifying. my gawdd.. i got a headache after watching it. there are 4 different parts/stories and the f***ing "last fright" is yea..surely frightening. ergh. i'll stop watching horror movies for sometimes. darn it. nwy, I rate it 8/10. You guys should watch it. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SMzUF95IPNI/AAAAAAAAAfg/u93ycJsdB4o/s1600-h/homeLast_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SMzUF95IPNI/AAAAAAAAAfg/u93ycJsdB4o/s400/homeLast_05.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245800864958397650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and oh oh.. HAPPY 28TH ANN hun. it was..erm..pretty a long time we have there. eheh. baby.. im happy to be near you eventhough i know someone badmouthed me.. and it was a guy. omigosh. who cares that i give importance to you? you are somehow a part of me and the family. I love you hun..so much. Days without you is not perfect.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and heyy.. i tried making apam. not the brown one. and its a success. eyan ate alot of that.. guess its pretty nyaman. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;anyhoo.. i havent update the blog for few days and i missed out Enoy's greetings. so, Enoy..happy 20th (TWENTIETH) birthday darl. Best wishes for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SMzUF0cFQCI/AAAAAAAAAfo/epRUJIyltEs/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SMzUF0cFQCI/AAAAAAAAAfo/epRUJIyltEs/s400/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245800862420647970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;SEE YOU GUYS TOMORROW DURING SUNGKAI AT SCHOOL :)&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/5483211613272519114-3068400068328998489?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/3068400068328998489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=3068400068328998489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3068400068328998489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/3068400068328998489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/09/hours-to-12.html' title='HOURS TO 12'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SMzUF95IPNI/AAAAAAAAAfg/u93ycJsdB4o/s72-c/homeLast_05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-3531692254384600726</id><published>2008-09-09T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:20:10.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>TAGGED BY ENOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Starting time: 19:21 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Name: Dk Zati Zakirah&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;Sisters: Dk Zulfaa Atikah, Dk Zayanah Batrisya&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;Shoe size: 6, 7&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;Height: erkk.. 1++ lol&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;Where do you live: Kg Penanjong Tutong&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;Favourite drinks: chocolate-yyy &amp;amp; sports drinks&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;Favourite breakfast: erm.. not sure tho cuz I seldom take my bfast&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;Have you ever been on a plane? Yes&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;Swam in the ocean? NO! I don’t think I can swim. &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;Fallen asleep at school? can’t recall but sleepy..YES!&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;Broken someone's heart? uhuh&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;Fell off your chair: Not that I can remember.&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;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: Yea.. but I found out that HE fell asleep already.&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;Saved e-mails: Yeap.&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;What is your room like: girlie messy if u know what I mean.. eheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And surely, bags are everywhere.&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;What's right beside you: cushion?&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;What is the last thing you ate: chicken macaroni&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;Ever had chicken pox: Yea.&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;Sore throat: few months ago.&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;Stitches: Yes once. &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;Broken nose: Never.&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;Do you believe in love at first sight: frankly, idk. &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;Like picnics: ermm.. my heart says I’m not sure. &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;Who was/were the last person/people you danced with: ?? entah.&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;Last made you smile: “My wife and kids”&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;You last yelled at: Eyan.&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;Today did you:&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;Talk to someone you like: Yes!&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;Kissed anyone: Not yet.HAHA.&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;Get sick: I did haf my headache before I sleep tadi.&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;Talk to an ex: Nope.&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;Miss someone: my mother.&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;Eat: Yes.. just now. &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;Best feeling in the world: when I’m happy and nothing to be worried off.&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;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: Nope&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;What's under your bed: dust?&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;Who do you really hate: Do I have to tell it here? Eheh. &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;What time is it now? 19:53&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;Random:&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;Is there a person who is on your mind now? Yes&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;Do you have any siblings? Yes. 8.&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;Do you want children? Why not? &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;Do you smile often? Erk.. idk. But its uncounted for damn sure. Eheh.&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;Do you like your hand-writing? No at times.&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;Are your toe nails painted? Not today. But I usually do them. &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;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in? My big bro’s and Eyan’s &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;What color shirt are you wearing now? Black.&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;What were you doing at 7:00 p.m. yesterday? Preparing for revising my marketing. &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;When did you cry last? Last Saturday.&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;Are you a friendly person? Idk. &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;Do you have any pets? Used to.. hamster. I let my siblings take care of them.&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;Where is the person you have feelings for right now? Just outside the house.&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;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now? Yeap. &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;Do you sleep with the TV on? Nope. I can’t stand seeing lights when im about to sleep.&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;What are you doing right now? Begaru and typing. &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;Have you ever crawled through a window? Hahaha. Yes. Long story. &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;Can you handle the truth? InsyaALLAH yes.&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;Are you too forgiving? Idk. Yes and No. well..its woman nature.&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;Are you closer to your mother or father? I think so. &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;Who was the last person you cried in front of? No one. &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;How many people can you say you've really loved? 13? &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;Do you eat healthy? Not really. Eheh.&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;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex? Nope.&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;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you? Yes. &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;If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to? Most probably Eyan.&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;Are you loud or quiet most of the time? Loud and quiet respectively.&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;Are you confident? I can be one. &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;5 things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) form 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) close with the bestfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) I wanted to be a religious teacher. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) rebellious.&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;5 things on my to-do list today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) prepare baju for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Revise marketing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) Bersihkan my bilik abit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) Lipat baju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) Update my blog&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;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Lays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Mister Potato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) Tronky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) Kinder Bueno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) Takoyaki (consider snacks kah ah?)&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;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Open up lotsa business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Investment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) Build few houses for rent and myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) Sedekah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) Savings&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;5 of my bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) waste a lot of money on personal things &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Give-up easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) swearing at times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) I couldn’t stand on my own feet when Eyan is not there for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) eating disorder&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;5 places I have lived in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Anggerek Desa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Binturan Kem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) Keriam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) Keriam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) Penanjong&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;5 jobs I've had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Primary 2 teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Primary 3 teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) Big sister&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;5 people I tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) anyone who reads this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) anyone who visit my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) any of my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) anyone&lt;br 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href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged-by-enoy.html' title='TAGGED BY ENOY'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-8217650707678428537</id><published>2008-09-07T10:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:44:13.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>LEFT OUT STORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;made me thinking. conversation of Eyan and his friend.. other countries like Malaysia puasa a day before us right? but we havent puasa until the next day kan? then ok.. this one is abit funny lah.. a friend of Eyan said.. bilatah syaitan kana jail tu? erkk. tapi mcm jadi pikiran right? HAHA. but its all up to Allah. I dont want to think much further about that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and oh oh.. Eyan's cousin was selling ayam salai dlu d stadium.. he's working with another friend of his and he is new in this. this new guy asked Eyan's cousin..if urg bali ckp thank you.. tani reply apa.. Eyan's cousin said.. ur welcome or come again. then, ada one customer bali dn said thank you.. and what he did was.. he said.. "say again" and the customer ckp lah thank you lagi and like.. 4 repetition of that and Eyan's cousin tedangar their convo.. haha.. and tanyanya.. apa ko ckp tadi kan? say again katanya. and they all laugh hysterically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-8217650707678428537?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/8217650707678428537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=8217650707678428537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/8217650707678428537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/8217650707678428537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/09/left-out-story.html' title='LEFT OUT STORY'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7510606267893246350</id><published>2008-09-07T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:25:19.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyan'/><title type='text'>Im still PISSED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;School sucks alot! I went through lotsa annooooyingg things. what a shame. one subject compared to whaaattt.. 6 other units? im picking my words carefully. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyhooo.. the beau is waiting for his 3 lomos camera which should arrive Brunei already. as what he told me.. he bought only 1/2 but apparently he missed out telling me one on purpose. well.. its not like im going nuts. hehe. its a new hobby of his and much more cheaper than the digital one.. lol. i think so.. and dear photographers who pass my blog and havent heard of the lomos can check this &lt;a href="http://www.lomobru.blogspot.com/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;. "Don't think, just shoot"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and oh oh... I havent mention that as an assessment, we are selling at the Gerai Ramadhan at kem C14. Do stop by and BUY! that's a must. lol. try the chicken macaroni if its there.. its yummy much :) trust me. Ill be coming over there maybe..to check on my team and send my kek kacang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;to qis: if u are reading dis.. do add me back on msn. ive been hurt but i hate enemity. its Ramadhan and something just feel different. but please.. as a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;lady..understand me.. u should know too. limitation is always there. good day lady. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dearest baby.. ily so much that i couldnt count the love for you. there's just days that I feel much more appreciated when im with you. there are times that i feel down.. but most of the time.. its YOU. you were there for me &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*hoping the relationship is going constant and no downs for us. Amin*&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/5483211613272519114-7510606267893246350?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7510606267893246350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7510606267893246350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7510606267893246350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7510606267893246350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-still-pissed.html' title='Im still PISSED'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-6788843787038519948</id><published>2008-09-02T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:59:28.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramadhan'/><title type='text'>ONE WISH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;How I wish..YOU provide me the best answers. sigh. How/Why can I never be friend with my ex? (not that I want it) Why didnt I approach the guys who have a crush on me back then? Why? and why is it ok for the other half to approach someone else? Is it ok to smile back? Is it ok to text him/her telling that u've seen him/her at this place when bla bla bla? THE BEST ANSWER IS: NOOOTTTT. NOT EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Jealousy is not the word for it. but its all the rules. human rules that you dont have to think about it.. its like a reflex. there's lotsa things that i've been thinking lately and most of them saddens me. I wonder.. how come.. im with my 2 years relationship didn go that well at times? and I found out that others with only few months relationship is the most happiest couple ever on this earth? why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and hey.. SELAMAT BERPUASA everyone. enjoy the Ramadhan. reminds me that I still need to send my 2 kain for Raya *pout* btw, Im with the family now. Its good to be 'ere in my room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't feel secure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5483211613272519114-6788843787038519948?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/6788843787038519948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=6788843787038519948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6788843787038519948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/6788843787038519948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-wish.html' title='ONE WISH'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-4078446165345749743</id><published>2008-08-25T23:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T00:12:10.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiatus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NJS Frens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business School Frens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><title type='text'>BACK THEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know im crazy.. but i'll be away from school for few days. Adios. im officially leaving this blog on hiatus until whenever i feel like updating. eheh. I found these pictures in Eyan's desktop (can be considered as mine too.. hehe cuz i have lotsa things in here too) which I forgot that I have them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SLLVaSgYElI/AAAAAAAAAbM/J1-4jJpFmEA/s1600-h/231120072977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238483964206256722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SLLVaSgYElI/AAAAAAAAAbM/J1-4jJpFmEA/s400/231120072977.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mann.. i mis to have that long hair tho im so pacah in the picture cuz baru buka tudung jua ku tuu.. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SLLVZZJc4LI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Sdx5D_ELz2M/s1600-h/090620072657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238483948809281714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SLLVZZJc4LI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Sdx5D_ELz2M/s400/090620072657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nonnie and me.. she's a teacher nwy :) i used to work with her and also Syelah. I miss them :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SLLVZzImlrI/AAAAAAAAAa8/k9vn4fBi0ww/s1600-h/160720072717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238483955785045682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SLLVZzImlrI/AAAAAAAAAa8/k9vn4fBi0ww/s400/160720072717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and that's my lil sister and my home sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SLLVZ_BhIpI/AAAAAAAAAbE/4MGpP2AaaB0/s1600-h/210720071408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238483958976553618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SLLVZ_BhIpI/AAAAAAAAAbE/4MGpP2AaaB0/s400/210720071408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just another old bunch of friends.. at Mameh Qlap btw. and we lepak until like.. 3? my gawdd. so not meee.. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SLLVagJ3sJI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Q-XfkSOZuts/s1600-h/070520072606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238483967869956242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SLLVagJ3sJI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Q-XfkSOZuts/s400/070520072606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nonnie againnn and Syelah (the newly-wed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh well..that's all. Im gonna watch anime soon since im not sleepy enough. *tenjou-tenje* ciao people. have a nice day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-4078446165345749743?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4078446165345749743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=4078446165345749743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4078446165345749743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4078446165345749743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-then.html' title='BACK THEN'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SLLVaSgYElI/AAAAAAAAAbM/J1-4jJpFmEA/s72-c/231120072977.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7536161378306187471</id><published>2008-08-22T15:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T16:48:12.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Just another wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;||Music|| Ina - Fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5mW8Ipp8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BhXHBtNJ-A0/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5mW8Ipp8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BhXHBtNJ-A0/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237235960964032450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5mXGsgjxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1QJuSEumZUE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5mXGsgjxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1QJuSEumZUE/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237235963798785810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5mXMbwJWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/631wkjZXniA/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5mXMbwJWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/631wkjZXniA/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237235965339116898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5mXO3u5_I/AAAAAAAAAaU/Te08f7h7Jqk/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5mXO3u5_I/AAAAAAAAAaU/Te08f7h7Jqk/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237235965993347058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5mXevVrEI/AAAAAAAAAac/9OnHd3WO1ck/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5mXevVrEI/AAAAAAAAAac/9OnHd3WO1ck/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237235970253106242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5m1THyYRI/AAAAAAAAAas/zzai677muyo/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5m1THyYRI/AAAAAAAAAas/zzai677muyo/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237236482530500882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5m1OiorqI/AAAAAAAAAak/-12Y0nSsB4M/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5m1OiorqI/AAAAAAAAAak/-12Y0nSsB4M/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237236481300934306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;To Enoy: nahh.. kakimu yg panjang ah. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;nwys, RTB was there. students from Nusa Laila were there too. another wednesday.. the same routine. eheh. erm.. it was confirmed that Eyan will be away to KL from the 25th til 30th. haa.. he bribed me so that I wont go with him. was a good agreement tho :p i'll for sure pampering myself too much during his absence. hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and oh oh.. battery laptop ada sudah. yeay. Im going to Eyan's cousin place this evening cuz there will be tahlil and im in dilemma whether I should go or not since I still have my undone school work. nyohh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The past few days? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I sent my baju hari raya to KoKusui. Got into a fight most of the time but then.. I know its my fault and I apologised. I didnt have my dinner for err.. 2 days? and I do starve. HEE. thinking of the future. did 3-4 questions on my accounting.. thats just odd and unusual. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.ice-blended-caramel.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ww.enoyschoice.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Enoyschoice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;3 Golden Rules:&lt;br /&gt;State 15 things/ habits/ little known facts about yourself&lt;br /&gt;The 10 people I tag are then to follow my footsteps and write their own 15 weird things/habits and little known facts.&lt;br /&gt;No tag backs (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I hate mathematics. I always got pass only in exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Teddy bears mean nothing to me. I like to cuddle them but only the big ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I prefer to stay alone at home even its late night or dawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I was once a thin lady. eheh. and im trying to be one again which is.. bila ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My dad used to call me "gundul" because I was gundul back then when Im still a baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love babies. I will stop doing my thing whenever I saw babies pass by me. eheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I think alot about everything. adding up the general knowledge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;From the past 2 years, my weight is disappointing me. I get stressed out thinking about that although I know its because of the unbalanced diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love blood-donoring. somehow, I love needles. eheh. not that im into drugs or whatsoever it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I remember people's faces easily. then, whenever I saw the person again.. I will say.. "eh.. me pernah liat ia ne di mall" lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I get grumpy and cranky sooo baddd.. seriously baddd when lapar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Many said that gigiku mcm gigi palsu. WTH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I love 200km/h when im on bike with the beau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I don't consume chilli sauce. ewww *nauseous*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;whenever I point finger to Eyan.. he knows that I want to touch his nose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;DONE! I tagged anyone who came across this tagging game :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"It's not your fault.. Its me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5483211613272519114-7536161378306187471?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7536161378306187471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7536161378306187471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7536161378306187471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7536161378306187471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-another-wednesday.html' title='Just another wednesday'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SK5mW8Ipp8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BhXHBtNJ-A0/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-4236008905685077942</id><published>2008-08-17T16:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T16:41:32.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zaty'/><title type='text'>Somehow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Somehow I feel.. down because of few things. &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="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Its better not to mention them here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I feel small around everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I feel demotivated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5483211613272519114-4236008905685077942?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/4236008905685077942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=4236008905685077942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4236008905685077942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/4236008905685077942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/08/somehow.html' title='Somehow'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483211613272519114.post-7287103344118923544</id><published>2008-08-17T14:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T15:29:05.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Business Launching 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I didnt manage to take lotsa pictures.. and most of them are from the teruk view.. I know. mahnn.. Im so lazy kan ambil gambar lately. asal ada saja. HEE. anyways.. feel free..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and oh oh.. yesterday I went to AV Electronics to have my battery checked. unfortunately, I have to leave the battery there for a check up and bla bla. I couldnt switch on my laptop if its on battery.. I kinda have to connect it to the charger. so yea. Unlucky me.. I had problem with the RAM last time and now another one.. pfft..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SKfIlQgHIxI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/bccIzT_u9LU/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SKfIlQgHIxI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/bccIzT_u9LU/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235373634251858706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SKfGX0ekL_I/AAAAAAAAAZM/dwLoakdUqCA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SKfGX0ekL_I/AAAAAAAAAZM/dwLoakdUqCA/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235371204367626226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SKfGYOIKQoI/AAAAAAAAAZU/i1_Y_VM1SCc/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SKfGYOIKQoI/AAAAAAAAAZU/i1_Y_VM1SCc/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235371211252974210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SKfGYDm_BBI/AAAAAAAAAZc/QwuRPJBDcW8/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SKfGYDm_BBI/AAAAAAAAAZc/QwuRPJBDcW8/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235371208429470738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SKfGYf23QoI/AAAAAAAAAZk/2DNeo3aG5Rk/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SKfGYf23QoI/AAAAAAAAAZk/2DNeo3aG5Rk/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235371216012264066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SKfGYfQmtRI/AAAAAAAAAZs/gwuFcQ6WXwE/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SKfGYfQmtRI/AAAAAAAAAZs/gwuFcQ6WXwE/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235371215851795730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Beau and the other 3 (my big bro, his fren and cpul) will be going to the car show at Stadium soon. I dont think Im going with them since i've so many to do here. sigh. I might get bored at home later and HAHA.. told Eyan to pick me up. Well.. I went to the car show sudah yesterday.. TWICE. first in the evening and then late night cuz Eyan was craving for a chicken salai. so yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I had an opentalk with the beau last night. Its.. err suppose to be just another random questions but we end up with errr.. not a good one. nwy, we are fine now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&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-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"I cant be perfect for you after all what I've done"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"You can be perfect for me.. just for me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&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-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Every single part of you is Zati Zakirah's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483211613272519114-7287103344118923544?l=figure-her-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/feeds/7287103344118923544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483211613272519114&amp;postID=7287103344118923544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7287103344118923544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483211613272519114/posts/default/7287103344118923544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://figure-her-out.blogspot.com/2008/08/business-launching-08.html' title='Business Launching 08'/><author><name>Z.A.T.Y Is</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15266676466744384019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gL-g5iLf7vQ/SKfIlQgHIxI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/bccIzT_u9LU/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
