<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4602291004871452912</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:08:46.495+08:00</updated><category term='american idol'/><category term='brooke white'/><title type='text'>Dancing Through Words</title><subtitle type='html'>My therapy.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4602291004871452912.post-7653337240462209532</id><published>2008-05-24T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T02:00:42.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The iPod doesn't support blogger! I can only type here. Doink!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-7653337240462209532?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/7653337240462209532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=7653337240462209532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/7653337240462209532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/7653337240462209532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/05/ipod-doesnt-support-blogger-i-can-only.html' title='The iPod doesn&apos;t support blogger! I can only type here. Doink!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-6849901473439493104</id><published>2008-05-19T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T10:07:37.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The internet connection has been down and depressing!! I could only be logged onto my YM and Ares. The rest.. Kaput! When I open my browser, it displays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Safari can't open the p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;age. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those words drove me insane! I was forced to resort to Ippo. It's very useful in times like these but after a while it just gets far too painful. My poor eyes had to suffer! And that is exactly why there have not been an entry for quite a while.&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="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;There was a lot to write about actually. Well maybe. I just had a lot of things on my mind. Was dealing with some personal issues. Still dealing to be honest. I can only describe it in one word - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ugly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I apologize from every inch of my being, to you know who you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&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="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;This weekend has been tremendously great. 3 Pumps Days in a row!! Woohoo! I had a wonderful time sayang, thank you. :) (*screams* ALP!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Aha, this is the part where I get weak and grumpy. Class is starting tomorrow!! Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have not even had enough rest!! (haha riiight). Okay, well I still have not packed my last semesters books. They are still on the table! Oh maaan, now I have to wake up early!! Noooo... I am already used to waking up when the Sun is above my head. *grunts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Lucky I am feeling rather sleepy now. It's 10pm!! Wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Wanted to write more since I've not written at all this past week but yaaaawn I'm gonna go make myself sleep or something. Class at 8.30! Oh buggah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But ooohhhh I have Nigella Lawson's FEAST Cookbook! Yayyyy! Someone gave it to me as a present. =) He really knows how to make me glow with happiness! All the things he has done for me, the words he has said, the gifts, the love.. I feel very blessed. Have never been happier. :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Right, just as I was publishing this entry the connection fell sick again. aaaaaaaaaaaah......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;- About 2 hours later.. I'm gonna click on PUBLISH POST. *hopeful*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-6849901473439493104?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/6849901473439493104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=6849901473439493104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6849901473439493104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6849901473439493104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-5935381326617329878</id><published>2008-04-23T23:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T01:01:36.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al Dente.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another paper tomorrow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have I studied? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Am I prepared? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Am I nervous? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am actually very calm. Wow! I know tomorrow's exam is a potential distinction paper. Confident of me to say that! Maybe after all these Personal Development stuff I've been reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just gotta say that I neeeeeed the grade!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I so so soooo do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; I hope what I've done is enough. Good luck to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Guess what? Made my own lunch again today. Woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And pasta again. On a serious note, I could eat pasta every single day of my life! I have always preferred pasta than rice. Just shows how much I love Italian food. :) Love love love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today's pasta was different though. I used Angel Hair this time and made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pasta Con Tonno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. That's tuna in english. I rummaged through the freezer but couldn't find any chicken or beef. Opened a cabinet and tada! Spicy tuna! Thought it would work with the Angel Hair and yeappp, it did!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/SA9ke5mMzxI/AAAAAAAAADk/InuZexcMwR0/s200/DSC03485.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/SA9kfJmMzyI/AAAAAAAAADs/DDcmyUlVJk4/s200/DSC03488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After.&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-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mmhmm..Mhmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My darling Izra picked me up tonight and took me to D.E for some catching up. We shared our happenings and I ordered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thosai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; as my dinner and now I am realizing that it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; enough to get me through the night. I am already hungryyyy!! Darno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;American Idol today was rather disappointing. By all means, Lord Andrew Lloyd Webber is an amazing composer. His songs are exceptional! No surprise as to some of the contestants failed to wow me. Brooke for instant, I thought she sung the song well. Not great, unfortunately. It just wasn't Brooke and it might have caused her to lose her spot in the top 5. Waaaa... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;However, Carly was amazing! Her take on Jesus Christ Superstar was fantastic!! Clap Clap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hope Jason will be eliminated. He's cute and all, but I just don't see him as an idol. Fans of Brooke, have mercy and vote for her pleaaase! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(like anybody who could vote would read this, but I'm just trying my luck here!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Woo! I am sooo very excited because I have these downloading as we speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. One Tree Hill S05E14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. Gossip Girl S01E14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters S02E13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It seems as if I have waited forever for GG and B&amp;amp;S! Finallyyy... yayyy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ooookay, Me. Need. Fooooooood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, I do!! I shall head to the kitchen right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Taaa!&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/4602291004871452912-5935381326617329878?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/5935381326617329878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=5935381326617329878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5935381326617329878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5935381326617329878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/04/al-dente.html' title='Al Dente.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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://bp0.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/SA9ke5mMzxI/AAAAAAAAADk/InuZexcMwR0/s72-c/DSC03485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4602291004871452912.post-1977260037979703630</id><published>2008-04-23T02:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T11:50:58.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Earth Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/SA43-pmMzwI/AAAAAAAAADc/4aJswMmnA_8/s1600-h/DSC03476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/SA43-pmMzwI/AAAAAAAAADc/4aJswMmnA_8/s320/DSC03476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192148969862254338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In conjunction of Earth day (22nd of April), I wore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the whole entire day (and night!) Yeap, wearing green shorts at the moment. Aidi wore a green shirt, and Boyfriend wore green socks! :) Some cynical people would question the reason of wearing a specific color on Earth Day as it does not contribute anything whatsoever in the attempt of saving the world. Well in my opinion, the reason of this minor act is basically to remind ourselves about the earth. More of an awareness-act to acknowledge that we need more green in this world. That is just it. Similar to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pink ribbon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; for breast cancer awareness, the ONE wrist band for anti-poverty, HBO, MTV, yahoo and google's green-themed logo's, etc. The main purpose of those is to create awareness and hopefully will encourage positive actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For more information on how you could save the world, visit this website. Respect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://ww2.earthday.net/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://ww2.earthday.net/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Moving on, today I woke up later than I initially wanted to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Way later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;! Poor Boyfriend had to call me 10 thousand times! He kept trying to wake me up since 9am. I was finally awaken around noon. I knew I had to study, but hey I was hungry. And I needed to do my laundry. 2 loads, naturally. So I carried my laundry basket with my notes, pencil and my phone stacked on top downstairs. Halfway down, my phone slipped and crashed onto the cold hard marble. Darno. Phone is injured, again. Anyway, I know I am the most lazy person in the whole entire world. I hate to go up and down the stairs so that is why I would grab everything I need at once to prevent me to do things twice. The consequences however, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;crash and burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm not as lazy as I thought. I made my own lunch today! *pats myself on the back* Was hungry for some home-made food. Checked our inventory, took things out from here and there, decided to make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aglio Olio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Or at least that's what it is supposed to be called. Haha. Turned out fine, I liked it. Just how I always make it. Plus minus the availability of certain ingredients that is. All in all, it tasted good to my mouth and stomach and that is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;all that matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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=" white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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=" white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/SA43ZJmMzvI/AAAAAAAAADU/HDy5qv-ApdI/s200/DSC03465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&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=" white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nadia's Broc-shroom Conchiglie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My day continued with some reading and a headache attacked me in the evening. Retired to my bed, but Oh boy, was that a mistake! I had the most horrifying possible dream! A total nightmare! Drastic! I woke up crying. Literally. Not going into details here as I do not want to remind myself about it. Hard to let it go though because in that dream (nightmare!), I lost someone I truly loved. Sobs. What started out as a minor dizziness ended as a major headache!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nenek's voice is heard here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Siapa suruh tidur time Maghrib?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night consisted of visiting the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gramps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and buying dinner. Ate my dinner, which was a massive portion of rice! That is a recipe for disaster I tell ya. One thing about me, I cannot eat rice without feeling sleepy afterwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rice = Snooze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Friends are aware of that. Someone even offered to tie a pillow on his arm every time we eat rice so I could have a soft landing. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, I locked myself in my room. Started reading, some interruptions now and then but that is normal eh? Hee. Felt the rice effect, instantly went down to make myself a cup of coffee. Gulped it down and continued my reading. Read read read until I got bored so I began writing this entry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am ending it. It is time to get back to Personal Development! Something I truly need, don't I? Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;GO GREEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-1977260037979703630?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/1977260037979703630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=1977260037979703630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/1977260037979703630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/1977260037979703630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-earth-day.html' title='Happy Earth Day!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/SA43-pmMzwI/AAAAAAAAADc/4aJswMmnA_8/s72-c/DSC03476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4602291004871452912.post-6137122548216310384</id><published>2008-04-21T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T00:13:15.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Achtung!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;10 more minutes to 12am! 21st of April 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Definition : EXAMS. (wish me buckets of luck!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh yess, final exams are here. It is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;!! How time just accelerated throughout this semester. I feel as though I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; started my 2nd year last week!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh noo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; This is the END of my 2nd year and in July, I would be moving on to my 3rd and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;FINAL YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. Is that right? Really? OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I am really truly honestly most definitely looking forward to finish this whole thing that most people call a Bachelors Degree. Yep. I cannot wait! Why you ask? Because I have my whole life planned out before me. I can see it, I can feel it, I believe in it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I do have certain things up my sleeve. :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I know what I am going to do after this UiTM-life. I am going to reach the peak, I am going to make my dreams come true!! I really am! Trust me on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is my motivation. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/SAtpxst7kPI/AAAAAAAAADA/8OW7CTH-2u0/s200/DSC03453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*fingers AND toes crossed*&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/4602291004871452912-6137122548216310384?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/6137122548216310384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=6137122548216310384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6137122548216310384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6137122548216310384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/04/achtung.html' title='Achtung!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/SAtpxst7kPI/AAAAAAAAADA/8OW7CTH-2u0/s72-c/DSC03453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4602291004871452912.post-4498785185195979751</id><published>2008-04-19T23:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T00:04:31.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A year at a glance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;---------------- Original Message -----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;From: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=141123468&amp;amp;MyToken=2abc9133-872c-4566-b607-f7a6e49624e7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;zaim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Date: Apr 19, 2007 11:14 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That was the first I heard of a Zaim. Noticed the date? Exactly ONE year ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am not going to tell you a story of a boy meets girl and fell in love yada yada and lived happily ever after. This is no ordinary fairytale. It is extraordinary in every way. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It all began there, from that message. I usually ignore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pick-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; lines but somehow I had a voice telling me that this one is different. This one had meaning. So I did. I replied on the next day.. I mean, if I replied straight away then it would seem as though I was desperate right? Haha. But I did reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;----------------- Original Message -----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;From: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;D*YA +unappreciated+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Date: Apr 20, 2007 7:20 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The ice-breaking session commenced. Within a few days the IM's began, IM's lead to SMSes, SMSes continued to phone calls. Keeping this short, at a certain point during those times he had me. He really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;me. There was just something in him that kept me attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Months passed before we finally laid our eyes on each other. Our first meeting was pretty much wonderful. It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; wonderful. I was nervous as hell before I met him, overjoyed after. So you think our love began to bloom from here. Well I am afraid to say that you are wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I honestly cannot say that we started off great, rocky roads as a matter of fact. Better soon than later right? Those 'incidents' occurred simply for the purpose of making us stronger. I definitely believe in that. Just take a look at us now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We really synced after a couple of months after we met. And been connecting since then. Our connection is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;indescribable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. There is a lot I have learnt from him and I hope I have taught him a thing or two as well. Hee. Thank you. I never thought something like this exists. He planted this new-found faith in me. Thanks again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;These past several months have been great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. GREAT. The times we shared is filled with laughter and joy. Happiness has a whole new meaning to me. You. Make. Me. Happy. Happy beyond words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today was perfect. That is all I could say. We both know that we have a lot to learn, a life to live, our own personal goals and vision to achieve before we become one. Believe it or not, we sync in those areas too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Next year however will be tough, we are aware of that. Different countries awaits, but we will make it work. We know we will. We have faith. God please be with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There is so much more to tell about us, sweet-romantic-crazy-love tales but those are for us and us only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; The bottom-line is, a love like this only comes once in a lifetime. And that is IF you are one of the lucky ones. I truly believe I am one. So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;darn lucky. I know I am blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am looking forward to all that life has to offer me, him and especially to the both of us. I guess we all have to stay tune then.. Watch this space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4602291004871452912-4498785185195979751?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/4498785185195979751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=4498785185195979751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/4498785185195979751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/4498785185195979751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/04/year-at-glance.html' title='A year at a glance.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-6150437843183917971</id><published>2008-04-18T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T04:16:00.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brooke white'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>AI Disease, Do you have it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;certainly do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I think I've just experienced the most nerve-wrecking Results Show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A bit behind in knowing the results but I just didn't get the chance to catch it on telly today so I decided to download the whole episode (S07E32).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;First of all, I just have to say that this year's lineup is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;in-cre-di-ble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. They are so diverse and each one of them have their own thing going on. I love all types of genres when it comes to music so it is really difficult for me to have a favorite contestant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So here is some insight on what I think of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tvcocktail.ivillage.com/entertainment/AI7_Mariah_4.12.08_069.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;group shot here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Lets begin with the guys. I gotta say, David Archuleta is the cutest thing, isn't he? He is just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ggrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. He has an outstanding voice. I am not sure if he deserves the title though but he does stand a chance. A big one in fact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The other David however is simply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. David Cook, you are super &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;duper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; scorching hot! He is remarkably, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;illegally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; talented! What he has done with all those songs he sung on the show could really be major hits. I personally would definitely grab his album even if it just a compilation of cover versions. He is soo good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Like Whoa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Michael Johns is one heck of a voice, but oh my God how in the world did he get eliminated?? Ugh. If I could, I would have voted for this Aussie. I would, yeap! I would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Regardless of what the British guy said, his rendition of Dream On was great and it really suited him. Michael, I miss you. I am looking forward to the release of your record! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Okay, this dude named Jason Castro is like a cool breeze on a hot, summers day. His calm voice has the power of making me feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;oh-so-good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. Plus, I think he is really pretty!! But I am sorry to say that he is not the next American Idol. At least, that is what I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Right, the girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I looooove Brooke White. Really. Really really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. Her voice is one of a kind, she is beautiful, and she touches my heart at every performance. Need I say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I also love love the Irish lass, Carly Smithson. She is so cute! And man, that lady can sing! Her only problem is that she sometimes tries a bit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;hard and you can sense it in her voice. Big big bummer but hey, she'll learn and she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Those above are actually my top 2 girls at the moment. I miss Amanda. Aaand Ramiele. And and ohmygod I forgot her name! The one with the husky voice. Uhmm.. Anybody? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Err yeah, that one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(oops)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So Syesha can sing. She can belt out the most hardest song there is, she takes risks, she doesn't fail, she has a pretty face, she has a nice image but my only problem is, I don't see her. Yeah, I just can-not see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Kristy Lee Cook is the one who got eliminated today (yesterday). No surprise there. Nothing much to say about her really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;About the Results Show, I was extremely excited to watch because not only I wanted to know the results but Mariah Carey was performing. Mariah Carey!! She is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;astonishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. I have had the wonderful opportunity of seeing her sing live and I can honestly swear that she is incredibly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mind-blowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. Furthermore, not only do I wish I had her voice, I wish I had her body too. She is looking gorgeous these days!! Yes please, one MC voice and MC body would do me good. Great. Perfect? I want, I want, I waant! *sulk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Okay finnneee... If I can't get those, I shall settle with a pair of her many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; shoes. Ooh La La..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For those who did not watch the show, the bottom 3 was Brooke, Syesha and Kristy Lee. When Ryan announced that Syesha was safe, my heart dropped! Literally! I was so afraid for Brooke. I did not want her to leave.. Not yet anyways. So then Ryan said '..the person staying with us, (pause)' I had my hands covering my eyes, I was peeking through my fingers, I was chanting '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Brooke.. Brooke.. Brooke.. Please be Brooke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;' My heart started pounding, I had tears in my eyes, and right before I lost it, dear ol' Ryan said '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;is Brooke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. I actually sat up and started clapping all by myself. I was so so so so happy! weeee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Yesss! I so love Brooke White and thank you to American Idol for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;possible breakdown/heart attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Aack! It is 4am! Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-6150437843183917971?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/6150437843183917971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=6150437843183917971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6150437843183917971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6150437843183917971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/04/ai-disease-do-you-have-it.html' title='AI Disease, Do you have it?'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-5678955287520129052</id><published>2008-04-17T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T15:30:47.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I miss her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and her too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I miss him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;yes I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You guys should know who you are. Here's a hint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;**T***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;**R*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*O**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;**I*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;***A*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am in dire need of a 3-hour long sit down + coffee + &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;gossips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; + giggles + hand gestures + kisses + &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; + crazy-ness + ice-cream + butterscotch + panini + &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;donuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; + F + I + C + A!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My last paper is on the 8th of May. Enter that as a reminder!! ;)&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/4602291004871452912-5678955287520129052?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/5678955287520129052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=5678955287520129052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5678955287520129052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5678955287520129052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/04/stuck.html' title='Stuck.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-3914413867997893436</id><published>2008-04-16T22:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T01:03:49.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't it Ironic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I was all Miss Earth in the morning and by night I want a sports car! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ha. Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Buuuuuut, I swear I will only drive a car when I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; to. I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Regarding THE GORGEOUS below, I shall keep him in my garage (when I have one) and keep it for display purposes only. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;riiighht..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh heck, a girl can dream.&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/4602291004871452912-3914413867997893436?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/3914413867997893436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=3914413867997893436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/3914413867997893436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/3914413867997893436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/04/isnt-it-ironic_16.html' title='Isn&apos;t it Ironic?'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-3979859279822647321</id><published>2008-04-16T20:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T22:30:37.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/SAYM1i0QVDI/AAAAAAAAACw/tV6kZO0oWpE/s1600-h/2008_Mercedes-Benz_SLK_55_AMG_Black_Edition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/SAYM1i0QVDI/AAAAAAAAACw/tV6kZO0oWpE/s400/2008_Mercedes-Benz_SLK_55_AMG_Black_Edition.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189849734609654834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/SAYLWi0QVCI/AAAAAAAAACo/yJZQWzSPGg0/s1600-h/2008_Mercedes-Benz_SLK_55_AMG_Black_Edition.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&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: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/SAYLWi0QVCI/AAAAAAAAACo/yJZQWzSPGg0/s1600-h/2008_Mercedes-Benz_SLK_55_AMG_Black_Edition.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&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;                      I WANT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-3979859279822647321?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/3979859279822647321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=3979859279822647321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/3979859279822647321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/3979859279822647321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg.html' title='OMG.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/SAYM1i0QVDI/AAAAAAAAACw/tV6kZO0oWpE/s72-c/2008_Mercedes-Benz_SLK_55_AMG_Black_Edition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4602291004871452912.post-5823937369889508664</id><published>2008-04-16T10:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T10:45:46.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friendly Reminder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Good morning all you beautiful faces of the earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is just a quickie to remind you that Global Warming is occurring as you read, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;no joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's time to turn off your lights, the a/c, that radio you listen to when you sleep, that computer you leave on, the telly you are not watching, just switch everything off for at least an hour. You'll be glad to know that you are assisting in saving the world. We all can be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Heroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; if we want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now MOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GLOBAL WARMING IS OUR FAULT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;It's time to apologize.&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/4602291004871452912-5823937369889508664?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/5823937369889508664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=5823937369889508664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5823937369889508664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5823937369889508664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/04/friendly-reminder.html' title='A Friendly Reminder.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-8631714007844960227</id><published>2008-04-14T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T22:44:07.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because YOU'RE worth it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was a bright, sunny, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;scorching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; hot day. I drove for miles and miles to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the venue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(I wrote that about 2 weeks ago. Thank Blogger for the automatic save.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Baby has a nickname now, and it is Katak. Because she has just been annoying lately. Sorry Baby, but yeah you irritate me. Stop shutting down on your own!! That is mainly why I haven't been bothered to blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Back to the first line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was on a Saturday, Boyfriend had a basketball match, I went to see it. :) Basic stuff right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Buuut, I had to stop by at his house first to pick up his bed sheets. His mom opened the gate. Aack! It was my first time meeting her and I was ALONE. My nerves were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;out-of-this-world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. I haven't even spoke to her! First time meeting the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boyfriend's Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Enough to make me poop in my pants! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Lucky I didn't though!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; And I am glad things worked out fine, his mom was pleasant and cool. =) She passed me the paper bag with the bed sheets and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;salam-ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; her, and I was back in the car in before you could say 'Alan stole the monkey'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh shoot, I was rather rushy wasn't I? Doink. Doink. Okay, too late to worry about that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was in a rush anyway, to catch Boyfriend in action! He told me his game starts at 11 but at 10.34 he called to say that he was going to play soon. (In my mind I was going UH-OHH!) I was still in KL but I had to lie to him and told him that I was in Shah Alam getting lunch. Hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh by the way, he didn't know I was coming so yeah it was a surprise. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I asked him why is the game starting early he said the previous one has been cancelled. Oh noo... I really had no choice at that point but to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;zooooooooooooooooom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; all the way to his college. I told myself to reach there at 11.15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At 11.14 I entered the gate to his college. Praying and wishing his game hasn't finished, I saw the court as I drove (I had NO idea where the court was initially.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;simply lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;) and and ooh are those the jerseys of his team?? My eyes lit up in excitement! I parked my car, stepped out, checked myself out (haha) in the car window and walked quickly to the side of the court.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And there he was, in his jersey, with the number 15 at the back, strutting his skills. All I could do was smile. Yes, I finally get to see him do what he loves. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just stood and stared at him, watched him play the game. His game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Apparently it was only the 2nd quarter and it was his first one on the court. I did not miss a thing!! Glad. Happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Over the mooon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The funny thing was that he did not see me AT ALL. Not until he took a break and sat down a few meters away from me. Even then, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;he did not see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And then FINALLY, he turned his head to the left and saw me eye-ing him. He instantly looked down.. and then up.. and then down again. And then the-moment-I-will-never-forget, he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; A big ol' grin appeared on his face. That was when I knew.. &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/4602291004871452912-8631714007844960227?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/8631714007844960227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=8631714007844960227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/8631714007844960227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/8631714007844960227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/04/because-youre-worth-it.html' title='Because YOU&apos;RE worth it!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-4995162154506597225</id><published>2008-04-13T14:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:11:49.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The E Word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*whispers* Exams. They are around the corner. Only 7 days away!! Yeah, a lil panicky but still able to stay calm. Breathe Dya breathe.. So I have 7 courses right? One is English and it is 100% on-going assessment so I don't think I have to worry about that. The other 6 however, hmm.. Okay, I can minus Islamic Civilization. I don't even have the book believe it or not! Haha. I so need to get it at the library. By wednesday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, the next 5 includes Personal Development, Managerial Economics, International Financial Management, Mandarin 3 and Investment Analysis. PD is common sense, Mandarin needs practice and the other 3, STUDYYYYYY.. Read, memorize, revise, the whole nine yards! And I have about a week to do all that. Yes, Dya you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So why still procrastinate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Good question.&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/4602291004871452912-4995162154506597225?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/4995162154506597225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=4995162154506597225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/4995162154506597225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/4995162154506597225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/04/e-word.html' title='The E Word.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-5884299947050593300</id><published>2008-03-30T02:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:09:23.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RROOARR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do I owe anybody an explanation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, to Blog I do. I haven't really had the time to write about anything these days! Mainly because I have been seeing Boyfriend a lot, and I don't have the intention to let people into our business so that doesn't leave much to blog about. The least I can say is that it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Exceeds my every expectation. Enough said. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What I remember most about this month [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;besides Pumps Day(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;] is the day I volunteered at the ZOO!! Zoo Negara to be precise. It was actually an assignment for my Personal Development class. The assignment was for the whole class to participate in community service. Oh boy was that an experience! I have the urge to volunteer again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Keeping this short, we were divided into groups and were delegated to various parts of the zoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My group were sent to the BIG CATS area. I was over-joyed, over-excited and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;over-emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;! I broke out into tears in the lions cage! Let me tell you why.. It was not because I was afraid, definitely not because the lion bit me, not because of the stench or heat, it was because Kani (the lion's name) was being caged up in such a tiny space and it was painful to see him moving a few inches side to side. Kani needs a bigger cage!! Poor kitty! Uggghh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After about 5 minutes I calmed down and was asked to sweep the leaves off the roof so off we climbed to the roof and started tidying up. yada yada yada. We went back into the cage and started taking photos of Kani. He is such a darling! Underneath all that fur and deep angry growl, I knew he is the sweetest thing ever! I got down, sat in front of his cage and lowered my face to face him and looked him straight in the eyes. I told him that I would release him back to where he came from and he just sat and watched me talk and it was as if he was really listening. His eyes were sad and that made me sad. :( So after my deep and meaningful conversation with Kani, we were told to go to the tigers' cage. Arrr.. When we reached there, Pak Cik (he is like the cat whisperer or something!) was mating Picin (male tiger) and Zana (female.. duhh). They were directed into one cage, much bigger than Kani's thank God and we watched them foreplay. Haha. So much for privacy eh? Did not however get to see the real action. Zana was a little shy perhaps. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, eew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Moving on, we were lead to Manja the Leopard. Oooh pretty pretty Manja! And how manja is she?? Seriously. The best part was we got to touch her! I touched a leopard! OMG! That print on her fur.. Grr. Have I mentioned I loooove leopard print? Go figure. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After our brief introduction with Manja, Pak Cik unlocked a cage and guess what was inside? The most adorable young Puma's!! Yeah, Puma like the brand. Hee.. Their names were Aqilah and Agong. I was surprised when Pak Cik told us to step in the cage! I was like, whuuuutttt? I don't want to die yet! So I did. I was about 2 feet away from them.. I thought they were going to roar or something but nooo.. they humbly pressed their backs into a corner of the cage. They were actually afraid of us!! Puma's are afraid of human beings!!! Cooool.. Aqilah attempted to roar but it was so faint that it sounded cute! Hee. And Agong just sat there with his head bent down and when we called him, he bent it more and started to shake. Effing cute okay!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am seriously smitten over those 'Cats'. :) I even got to see Bagira from the Jungle Book! Whooa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That's pretty much about the Zoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Before that, my class also organized a Seminar on Unit Trusts and Insurance. It was a big assignment but we succeeded in making it happen without any help from the faculty. Friggin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;kedekut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aha! I attended my first Formula 1 race!!!! Thanks to Boyfriend and his brother, Ali. Not much to say actually other than 'zooooom... zoooooom.... zoooooommm' and 'whoooooaaa... whoooooaaa..' Haha. I did enjoy myself yuppp! =) Ferrari won! Yayyyy!! Me and Boyfriend even wore RED to show our support. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So okay, now the sad part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boyfriend has been on his Easter break since the early of March. He went to Hong Kong as previously mentioned and since he came back, we have been seeing each other every couple of days. :) But this week, it has been every single day. 5 days straight. And tomorrow (sunday) is his last day of his break. That means no more frequent dates. Sad. Sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The next time I will be able to see him is on the 19th of April. Hopefully!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The 19th also marks an important (VITAL, ESSENTIAL) part of both our lives. Hmm.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I cannot wait Pumps!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*thumbs up &amp;amp; wiggles!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;On my last strand of energy now, Taaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/4602291004871452912-5884299947050593300?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/5884299947050593300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=5884299947050593300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5884299947050593300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5884299947050593300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/03/rrooarr.html' title='RROOARR!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-4070264073085414604</id><published>2008-03-11T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:39:46.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Izra.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Izra said "Update your blog woman!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And I obediently obey her orders. Hee.. Hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Tonnes and tonnes of things to write about but I have no idea where to start!!! Bleurgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Let's begin with recent happenings.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Jennifer Lopes delivered twins (Max and Emme) on the 22nd of February. 22.02.08. Cool date eh? And 2 babies! Like, wowww! CONGRATULATIONS!!! Fyi, Emme is the elder one. Awwww they must be super duper adorable!!! Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Boyfriend left for Xianggang on Monday. Twas a sad, lonely, and stressful day! I was extremely over-dramatic!! Seriously. I blame PMS. Don't we all? But really, it does affect your emotions. And boy, was I such a sappy sod! I cried and cried and criiiieeedd... Funny to think about it now.. I mean, he's coming back this friday for goodness sake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Annndd we are still texting like usual. Just no phone calls and Skype. Hehe. Did I say over-dramatic? Underrated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So okay, Colbie Caillat is performing at Laundry on friday. I want to goooo! I dooo! I really really dooooo! How in the world do I get passes other than trying to win them?? I am WILLING TO PAY to see her okay?? Hmph. Tomorrow shall be my Passes hunting day! *fingers crossed!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oooh.. 10,000 BC is the most boring movie ever! Well, most boring for this month at least.. We didn't even make it through the whole film! Walked out halfway through.. haha. And that is apparently the number one movie in the U.S Box Office.. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Think. Think. Think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Aha! I have this huge seminar on saturday. It is called Business Opportunity Program. Organized by none other than my class! It is our ASSignment believe it or not.. For our Personal Development class.. I don't think I've developed an ounce since the class started. Lol. But anywhoo.. Whoever is reading this, do come! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/R9awF-XPAxI/AAAAAAAAACg/gQOM4aZcXW8/s1600-h/brochure-newcolor.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/R9awF-XPAxI/AAAAAAAAACg/gQOM4aZcXW8/s320/brochure-newcolor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176518438395249426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anybody interested in making money? Come come cooommeee!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hmm.. I now own a Chocolate flavoured Lip Balm. They exist! Thanks Co! (randomness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And also, Thank you for the Rainbow and Pouch. :))) I looove.. Miss you already la! I know you don't even know my blog. Heck. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oh yes! I would like to take this opportunity to welcome the most recent member of our family, Muhammad Danish, or as I would call him DannyBoy. hehe. You're like not even 2 weeks old and already have a nickname! Congratulations to Uncle Chew and Aunt. Emma. DannyBoy is so pwecious and adooowaaablee!!! Babysitter in need?? You know who to call! *wink!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ahh.. what else?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I have PINK shoes!! Yay finallyyyyy! lol. what the?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My favourite gadget now is Ippo. Sorry Whitney.. I still love you though. Oh, and you too Baby! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I actually have an assignment to submit tomorrow, have yet started! You know what that means.. Ciaaaauuu! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nan pengyou! Come home quick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-4070264073085414604?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/4070264073085414604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=4070264073085414604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/4070264073085414604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/4070264073085414604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/03/dear-izra.html' title='Dear Izra.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/R9awF-XPAxI/AAAAAAAAACg/gQOM4aZcXW8/s72-c/brochure-newcolor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4602291004871452912.post-5923597989207860036</id><published>2008-02-12T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T21:10:44.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Material Girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Wishing for a fairy Godmother to visit me with her pink magic wand and grant me all my materialistic wishes! (Blame Disney!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.apple.com/macbook/gallery/images/macbook1white20071026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.apple.com/macbook/gallery/images/macbook1white20071026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Ttn9O03w7gYRFM:http://www.go-optic.com/sunglasses/images/BabyPhat2022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Ttn9O03w7gYRFM:http://www.go-optic.com/sunglasses/images/BabyPhat2022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; 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color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://weblogs.variety.com/photos/uncategorized/marcjacobs_salebags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://weblogs.variety.com/photos/uncategorized/marcjacobs_salebags.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://users.powernet.co.uk/wingett/images/Gucci/ggredbts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://users.powernet.co.uk/wingett/images/Gucci/ggredbts.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ooh la laaa.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-5923597989207860036?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/5923597989207860036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=5923597989207860036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5923597989207860036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5923597989207860036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/02/material-girl.html' title='Material Girl.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-6712428336483889951</id><published>2008-02-09T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T02:01:21.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It has been a while.. And I don't really have much to write as of right now. Just gonna post up this song. The lyrics at least..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Better pack your bags and run,&lt;br /&gt;or stay until the job is done,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe you can sit and hope,&lt;br /&gt;that providence will fray the rope,&lt;br /&gt;and sink like a stone.&lt;br /&gt;or go it alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And isn't it enough&lt;br /&gt;for you?&lt;br /&gt;isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't It enough For You&lt;br /&gt;Isn't It?&lt;br /&gt;for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So better pack your bags and run&lt;br /&gt;and send it to oblivion,&lt;br /&gt;where you don't look like anyone&lt;br /&gt;that anyone would care about&lt;br /&gt;and do what you do&lt;br /&gt;'til it buries you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And isn't it enough&lt;br /&gt;for you?&lt;br /&gt;isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't It enough For You&lt;br /&gt;Isn't It?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And baby - isn't it enough?&lt;br /&gt;like major reno at the bluff&lt;br /&gt;wondering aloud if help is on the way&lt;br /&gt;and baby, isn't this your chance&lt;br /&gt;to make a break with circumstance&lt;br /&gt;isn't it enough to prove today's the day?&lt;br /&gt;isn't it enough to prove today's the day?  &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-6712428336483889951?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/6712428336483889951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=6712428336483889951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6712428336483889951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6712428336483889951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/02/pah.html' title='Pah.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-9007999624987169002</id><published>2008-01-19T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T20:16:46.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Just as I was about to begin this post, I received a text message from Pmpkn. He got into a car accident. Oh God I wish he&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; is&lt;/span&gt; alright. My heart is beating so fast right now I feel like my chest is going to explode any minute. Should I call? But he did text me.. So he must be okay right? And he said he'll talk to me later. Hmm. I should call. Yes, calling now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Not answering.. Shucks. Lets just hope that he is probably talking to people or whatever people do when the get into an accident. Remind me again.. He did text me to inform me, so he has his fingers, he has his hands, he can think.. So he is fine. Yes, I am sure he is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nooo i am not! Ughh I need to know what is happening!! No reply yet.. Pumps, please reply.. Please let me know that everything is alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It has been 8 minutes and still no reply!!!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Phone, ring. Phone, ring. Phone, ring. Phone, ring. Phone, ring. Phone, riiiinnnggg!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nope, not ringing. He is fine. He is okay. He is alright. He is in one piece. He is safe. He is perfectly well. Ouhh I am feeling queasy!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;13 minutes alreadyyyyyyy!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I am worried. Very worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;After 10 more loooong minutes he called, and he is fine. :) Just imagine how relieved i was!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;He couldn't talk long so he called again about 5 minutes ago and told me what happened. I'm just glad that he's alright. Super glad. :)))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Okay now I have totally forgotten what I wanted to initially write about. I'll come back once I remember. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-9007999624987169002?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/9007999624987169002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=9007999624987169002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/9007999624987169002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/9007999624987169002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/01/unexpected.html' title='Unexpected.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-7284281604261148763</id><published>2008-01-07T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:53:50.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shucks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;New year, new semester. 4th one to be exact. My last semester of my 2nd year! Woot woot! Who would have thought I'd get this far? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Classes illegally started on new years eve. That is opposing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt; law. Like seriously, first day of classes on NYE??? You must be kidding me! So of course I didn't bother to go. Only got myself to school on Friday. haha. Had my first class, which was Investment Analysis. Seems very interesting, no? I'm getting ready to make money people! Just watch out! :p Tomorrow is really the beginning.. I have 3 classes! 10.30 till 6! Crrrrrazyy! Bringing along one LBD just in case things get really boring. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today was wonderful. I drove to Setiawangsa to pick up Pmpkn. First time ever in my life!! Only you understand that Pmpkn. ;) Again, thank thank thank you for being you. Ilymm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Met up with Coco, Izra, Fateen and Azfar earlier at Swensen's, Subang Parade. Their Butterscotch ice cream is fantastic!! And you mustn't forget to order it with Hot Fudge topping. Sinful! And ohh, I think I'm in love with the Banana Choc Chip Muffin from Starbucks. Or maybe just with the person who bought it for me. Mmmhmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dddddarn it! It's getting real late! I must must must get some sleep! Taa! zzzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-7284281604261148763?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/7284281604261148763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=7284281604261148763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/7284281604261148763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/7284281604261148763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/01/shucks.html' title='Shucks!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-7249469021343797093</id><published>2008-01-05T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T04:34:00.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Mrs "Extra, Extra! This just in!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Read &amp;amp; View photos : http://omg.yahoo.com/britney-in-involuntary-psychiatric-hold/news/5346&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't know why she is affecting me so much. Big time! I feel really really terribly sorry for her. My heart actually aches right now. She looks more than miserable.. I guess I kinda understand how she feels. I have seen that look before. The I-can't-believe-I've-lost-my-kids look. I know. Some of you might know what I mean by that. *Sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have this urge to hold her. And then snap her out of all this BS. Somebody please help the poor girl already!! She doesn't seem like she can do it on her own. Wow I can't believe I'm getting upset over this. But I really am! (Again!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I truly believe that she is losing her mind. She is soon to be gone. She will be just another has been. But I don't want that to happen.. I honestly don't. And I think it is still not too late to fix things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Again, why am I stressing myself over this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;And like nobody is going to read this and do anything about it anyway. AND, nobody who could do something about it is ever going to read my blog. Pah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-7249469021343797093?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/7249469021343797093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=7249469021343797093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/7249469021343797093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/7249469021343797093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-mrs-extra-extra-this-just-in.html' title='I&apos;m Mrs &quot;Extra, Extra! This just in!&quot;'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-6413759985349520827</id><published>2008-01-03T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T00:37:09.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRB.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I think I need some space. Maybe I don't. But I also think I need to get to the root of the problem and in my mind, I know what the problem is. At least I think so. Yeah, there has been a lot of thinking going on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A part of me is telling me to fight, but I know better that it is only going to increase tension and frustration. So no to that. Another part of me is telling me to just let it go. Move on.. But I know for certain that problems don't go away that easily. One day it will come back and it will be much worse than it already is. And the other part of me is saying I know myself and I know what I want and in order to get what I want, I need to set things straight. I need to lay everything out in the open so that a certain degree of understanding could be reach. That is exactly what I want. Understanding. I thought I understood, but I guess I was wrong. I have mistaken. I am at fault. Though it is not fair for me to burden myself with all the blame.. I know I am not the only one who have mistaken someone for somebody else. I never expect anything more than respect, understanding and love from anybody yet it still is difficult to receive all 3. Should I lower my expectations? Should I keep trying? Or should I do what I always do.. Walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I don't intend to perform the latter as it will crush me like ice cubes in a snow cone machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I know what I need to do but I just want some time to reflect on everything. One night perhaps. I know these things happen all the time so I am going to keep my head up high and have faith in whatever that is best for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;For us.&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/4602291004871452912-6413759985349520827?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/6413759985349520827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=6413759985349520827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6413759985349520827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6413759985349520827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/01/brb.html' title='BRB.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-19193072303110568</id><published>2008-01-02T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T01:25:41.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grilled to perfection.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2008 has begun!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I can't honestly say that it was a splendid start, as I received a tragic news about one of my closest friend's loss. Her father passed away on the 31st of December, 2007. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni, I'm here for you. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who are reading, please take a moment to pray for the deceased. *Al-Fatihah* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;*Inhale..Exhale*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I spent New Years Eve at Coco's. BBQ! We did it all on our own. Bravo Bravo! Hmm.. But we are old enough aren't we? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;There were drumsticks, lamb, kebabs (we had to improvise on the wrongly cut beef. We asked the butcher at Tesco's to cut the block into steak-like pieces but nay, he cleverly cut them into small squares. Square steaks!? No way!), potato salad, BBQ potatoes, chicken alfredo (Thanks Izra's auntie!), mac &amp;amp; cheese and garlic bread (courtesy of Fateen), bihun goreng (DD), nasi goreng (Azfar) and uhmm.. well, loads more! A little too much for the party of 12, no? There were plenty of leftovers! And I mean, PLENTY. Enough for another party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;We sang, danced, grilled (Lee Ann), laughed, &amp;amp;  jumped into the pool. Well, Izra PUSHED me and DD into the pool. Hilarious! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;When the countdown started, we gathered at the outside TV area with our paper crowns and those pop things. Those little bottles with a string hanging out at the bottom and when you pull it, it goes POP! and confetti comes out. Yeah, whatever those are called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;12am - "HAPPY NEW YEARRRRR! pop! pop! pop! pop! Woooooo..." Song in the background : None other than Dancing Queen by Abba. Were we celebrating 1976? ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Fireworks started and we rushed to the opening and saw fireworks from 3 different locations. We had to climb the fence to watch. But Boyfriend didn't. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I couldn't ask for a more perfect countdown. Had my loved ones around me. I was over the moooonnn... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;We then started to play 'pss' and later Pictionary. The former was a tummy twisting round of good fun. I laughed so hard!! We hit each other hard too! Man, the pain was immense. But totally worth it! *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Played a bit of Pictionary before me and Boyfriend had to leave. Said our goodbyes and walked towards the car. I got to open up the convertible! *bigger grin* Ooohhh Fateen gave me a balloon so there I was in the passengers seat broadcasting my balloon to the people of Shah Alam. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Parked in front of my house and reminisced about the night. :)))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;31st of December 2007 - A night well spent!! Definitely unforgettable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-19193072303110568?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/19193072303110568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=19193072303110568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/19193072303110568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/19193072303110568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2008/01/grilled-to-perfection.html' title='Grilled to perfection.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-3081601459662448853</id><published>2007-12-30T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T02:16:11.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is ending.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;This year I turned 20. (as previously mentioned.) That is a pretty big number no? It is amazing how my perceptions and thoughts have immensely changed over the years. People would call it 'growing up'. This time last year I believed I had found the one. Naive alert! But really, I truly believed it when he said someday he was going to marry me. (dingdong!) Me? Finding true love at the age of 19? Me? Miss Independent me? It was too good to be true and it was, just that. Too good to be true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;That short love-sick-head-over-heels experience taught me a lot. Showed me a lot. Both good and bad. So thanks, ****** ****** for that. There's always you in me as I cherish the things we shared. Even when you did break my heart, I know now it was the best decision for both of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Right now I am in a relationship and I try not to get too ahead of myself. I believe in balance. When my life is well balanced, things will run smoothly. Easy peasy. (right!) I try not to let lust take over. I would rather take my own sweet time in getting to know the other person. At the end of the day, what matters is who the other person is and what he makes you to be. I want someone who could bring out the best in me and won't settle for less. Is that too much to ask? I mean, I'm not like wanting it at this instant or anything but you know.. eventually. ;) And nooo I do not want a boy. A man s'il vou plait. Someone like Captain Von Trapp. *drools* Hahaha. Attention to all you sissy guys out there (I know a few) : BE A MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst : ilmpvm. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Okay next topic! New Years Eve!!! I cannot waittttt! We'll be having BBQ at Coco's and I'm gonna be around my loved ones. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Mental note : Get potatoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'll be making BBQ potatoes!  I hope I don't kill anybody in the process. Muahaha.. I have not tried it before so fingers crossed! If it turns out bad (i have a feeling it wont), don't blame me! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bored out of my mind! dadida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Why is it that when I feel like blogging, nothing comes to mind! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;pfft. Later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-3081601459662448853?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/3081601459662448853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=3081601459662448853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/3081601459662448853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/3081601459662448853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-is-ending.html' title='It is ending.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-2284648058793519375</id><published>2007-12-14T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T04:35:59.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Got Some Catching Up To Do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It has been almost a month since I blog-ed. But who cares right? :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Between my last entry and today, a LOT has happened. I guess that is the reason I didn't write. No time on my hands! And when I do, my fingers were just really tired and needed rest. So what have my fingers been up to these days I hear? As I previously stated in my last entry, I was going to make a lil business out of my cupcakes and hey guess what? Business is running babyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have been receiving orders from supportive friends and family. And also friends of family and family of friends. I feel blessed! I think i have sold approx. 160 pieces of Sugar Fairy Baby Cakes! Whoopeedoo!  I think my slogan should be "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Gimme some sugar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;" haha soo unoriginal right? pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;That is pretty much what I have been busy doing lately.. But wait, I TURNED 20!! So that must be a big deal no? hmm.. not exactly. I still am the same person I was at 19. Probably fatter. haw di haw haw. I had a pleasant birthday this year. On my birthday itself, I spent it with Boyfriend. I think it was my first time spending a birthday with someone super duper special. hee. My family surprised me the day before at my grandparents. The uncles and aunties were there, and so were my lil adorably loud cousins! I felt like it was their party instead of mine but thats totally fine with me. I love for kids to be happy.  And boy, weren't they happy!? They opened my presents, they blew my cake. The 2 girls Chacha and Aya had their Tiaras on their heads.. Ggr soo cute!! That was actually one of the best birthday party I have ever had! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Alrighty, so the party was on sunday. Saturday was the most exhausting day of 2007 for me!! In order to explain why, I should start by writing about what happened on Friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;At about 7pm, 4 cars from Padang section 9 left for Janda Baik. I was in Izra's car with a trunk and backseats filled with pillows and blankets and whatnot. We were on our way to our Kelab Kembara Reunion Trip! It was devastating that all 3 (coco, fateen and jijah) couldn't come with us, so it was just me and Izra (as usual). We reached the Petronas on NKVE first so we waited for the other cars before we continued. From there onwards, Fazil became our passenger. He got to sit with all the pillows! We arrived around 9 if i'm n0t mistaken. I don't remember but we got there when it was already dark. duhh. Quickly we shifted the food and drinks from the car to the Tower and BBQ area. The place was absolutely beautiful! I was thinking "This is a bloody nice house!". There was a guest house, a pool house, a pool (obviously) and a lake! Annndd did I mention the Tower!? On the ground level of the Tower, there was a sitting area with a karaoke system! Tempting. :) Food was served not long after we arrived. Food consists of BBQ chicken, sausages, mashed potato and coleslaw. There were enough to feed an Army! We ate and ate and ate and still had tonnes of leftovers. We sang and took pictures for a couple of hours. Me and Izra took the mic and had a go at the Spice Girls! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;After our stomachs were satisfied and vocal chords stretched out to the max, we headed to the swimming pool and jumped! Bbbrrr it was freeeezing!! But I guess we stopped shivering after a while. More pictures taken here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Before we lost our senses, we got out of the pool to warm up. Me and Izra resorted to the Pool House and started to dance to the radio. That, was fun! Sooo Grey's Anatomy! I quote Dr. Cristina Yang "Just dance it off."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Some songs were too slow to dance to and as I was trying to change the radio station, I heard a big SPLASH! Someone fell into the fish pond!!! LOL. I felt bad, we all felt bad but it was just too effing hilarious. The poor child was drenched! Plus all of her belongings! I felt so sorry, but still.. we just couldn't stop laughing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;After the big fish pond ordeal, we cleaned up the Tower and walked to the house and settled down. We bathed, and a few went straight to bed. The rest were in the living room chilling, playing the Xbox 360 or Poker. I was in the latter group. Yeah baby I almost won! haha. Emphasize 'almost'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Poker finished and it was Pictionary time! Izra was my partner of course and we did pretty well. haha. Syafiq partnered with Tasha and Amir was with Nonie. Twas a ridiculously amusing game! "CHINA". Nuff said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Before we knew it, the sun peeked behind the tall trees of the mountain. I just sat outside and watched the sunrise. It was over within a blink of an eye. Hello, saturday! I was already drowsy at that time so I made my way back to the room and found there wasn't an empty space for me to sleep. Oh well, I loooove fresh air so I took my blankie and cushion outside on the patio. I layed down on the enormous bench (it was the size of a day bed!) and drifted away. I woke up 3 hours later on a mattress inside the room. I got cold at one point and walked inside and landed next to Tasha. I knew someone was taking a photo of me sleeping and I found out later it was Quka! She was also the one who sang to everyone to wake us up. She woke me up! hehe. Before there was a queue for the bathroom, I took a shower first. Refreshing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Amir cooked rice and they made fried rice for breakfast. It was spicy but oh boy was it tasty! A couple of us had our brekkie outside. We chatted, browsed through Amir's fancy iPhone and just chilled. What a bliss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When everyone was up, they decide to swim in the river. I went along to watch and listen to the soothing sound of nature. :) I also had Amir's D80 around my neck so I took pictures of them in the water, splashing water and also falling into the water. haha. That camera is uber cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The time was about 1pm, Izra and I decided to make a move. She had plans with her mom and I had somewhere to go to. *grin* Tasha and Elly came back with us too. I had a complicated situation about something so a major headache attacked! That adding to the lack of sleep! Not just the 3 hours in JB, that entire week has been filled with sleepless nights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;By the time I got home and showered, my problem still wasn't solved. An hour after, I finally *sigh* settled on a solution and YES I was going to Turn On The Pop, Live&amp;amp;Loud KL. Yes oh yessss!!! Syafiq was a darling to drive me and Tasha to the concert. We arrived at Bukit Kiara Equestrian Club around 7pm and had to park a mile away. Walked to the entrance, showed our tickets and uh-oh our bags had to be checked! There was a sign stating NO CAMERAS allowed! Like, helloooo who goes to a concert without bringing a camera!? A camera phone at the very least! So they checked my bag *flashback! Dad came while we were waiting in Syafiqs car to give my birthday present. A Sony T2 cameraaaa!! Happy happy joy joy!* So ok, yeah they checked my bag and LUCKILY the camera was in the zipper. *phew* I passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;As we were walking across the park, an Indonesian band was performing. We had NO idea who they were. We stopped walking and just looked around. All of the sudden this pretty lady came to me and said hello. She was a host for Hitv.tv and wanted to interview us. hahahaha. I can't remember what me and Tasha said and NOO I did not wait in front of the tv to watch it. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;We then made our way to the crowd, we couldn't get far so we just stood at a reasonable area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Soon after Elliot Yamin came on stage and I screeeeeeeeeeamed my lungs out! He sounded amazing live! His voice was just oooohhh brilliant! I recorded parts of his performance here and there. He was so good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Next performance was by the local artists. They surprised me to say the least. Excellent singers performed during that period! My favourite one was Noryn Aziz. That lady sang her heart out!! Others were Anuar Zain, Jaclyn Victor, Nikki to name a few. Their performance took forever to end and I was getting restless! Other people were obviously were too. We just wanted to get them off the stage! They sang good, but come onnnn.. we don't need to hear them singing 3 songs each!! I'm gonna leave out unimportant details now. *yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The concert came alive when Shaggy walked on stage! He drove the crowd wild! Shaggy totally rocked out every single malaysian asses out there! Man I just love him! Rayvon was there too belting out Angel. :) Shaggy performed a generous number of songs for us. I was indeed a happy gal! By that time me, Syafiq and Tasha were separated. I squeezed my way through to the middle of the crowd. So there I was singing and dancing along to Mr. Bombastic. After Shaggy, the audience were fully energized! However due to the rubbish amount of time we had to wait for the stage setup, the energy faded. I was already on my knees. I felt like fainting but I kept telling myself not to as I was all alone. Scary thought! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I really must criticize the stage management. They were awful! Ridiculous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;1am : Dum dum dum the moment we have all been waiting for... Whitney Houston!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;She started off with 'If I Told You That' and she sounded raspy for some reason. Jet lag? Flu? Permanent damage due to drugs? God pleeeease no! It can't say it was a 'fireworks' moment, she came out and I had to convince myself that that woman on stage is Whitney Houston! I was seeing Whitney Houston LIVE! She didn't sound exactly like Rachel Marron in The Bodyguard, but her voice was still Whitney. I respect her for all that she has accomplished and coming back to regain her Great singer status. She probably won't gain it soon, but I believe she will. Someday. I mean, after all she has gone through give the lady a break. Her life has turned upside down and here she was trying to satisfy her fans, again. She sang her most popular songs such as heartbreak hotel, exhale, danced to i wanna dance with somebody and step by step and more. Even sang a beautiful duet with her daughter, Bobbi Kristina. She forgot the words but mommy rescued her. It was really sweet. Whitney ended the show with 'the' Whitney anthem, I will always love you! She did not hit her usual high notes and she did lower the keys to most of the songs, but she still sounded great. At one point she had to hushed the audience cuz we were singing out of beat (and wayyy out of tune! haha). But she smiled and I guess the fact that we still knew the words to her songs touched her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The crowd cheered for her as she made one final run on the side stage and at threw her face towel into the crowd. The person who caught it is one lucky dude alright!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And that was it. Boo. People started to walk away from the stage but some hardcore fans stayed and shouted for an encore! I joined Tasha with her aunts and cousins at the back. "We want more! We want more!" we screamed. And when the music started again, people came rushing back to the stage. Whitney then came out singing "I'm every woman" Smiles were on our tired faces!! We started dancing again until she bid her final goodbye to us ever so lucky audience. It was already 2am and I was 70% brain dead but it was totally worth it. Come on, it was Whitney Houston baby!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Shall not forget that weekend. That exhausting yet fulfilling weekend. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-2284648058793519375?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/2284648058793519375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=2284648058793519375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/2284648058793519375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/2284648058793519375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/12/weve-got-some-catching-up-to-do.html' title='We&apos;ve Got Some Catching Up To Do.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-5689483857001544763</id><published>2007-11-22T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T02:08:09.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar High!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I am starting to believe it when I hear "some people just never grow up". It is kinda sad really.. It doesn't bug me but I guess it is pretty disappointing. I have taught myself not to have any expectations towards people but they somehow still able to let me down. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And the worst thing is, I can't just tell people to 'grow up' cuz that's just not how you grow. You grow from experience and what you take from your experiences. What you learn, how you convey it, and how you embrace it. Depressing how certain people lacks those basic abilities. I only have the power to wish them the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Owhhhkayyy, so last week was my gym + healthy eating week right. This week? Eat eat eat eat like there is no tomorrow! My massive appetite is back! And so is my belly. Someone says its fluffy! hee hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Adding to that, I have been actively baking cupcakes!! 3 days in a row! Today was the best batch I have ever made. Made my own buttercream frosting and all. Yum! If I say so myself. I am planning to make a little business out if my cupcakes. hehe oh yes I am a dreamer! But it is a dream that could come true, no? Practice is all I need!!! Yesss, I am determined! I have a vision now. Wow. I do! Something that could be achieved in the near future!! Omg I am getting a little over excited lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/R0RoybvTrgI/AAAAAAAAACI/o8XXZga6oNA/s1600-h/21-11-07_2032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/R0RoybvTrgI/AAAAAAAAACI/o8XXZga6oNA/s200/21-11-07_2032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135344690758135298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Yeap! That's my first ever buttercream frosting attempt! The color is a bit off though.. Stupid Razr 1 megapixel lousy camera! Oh i so need a real camera. *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So I guess that's all I have been doing for the past few days.. And yeah, me and Izra's (now seem like regular lunch spot) Neway has been splendid to us! haha. We went there again on Tuesday. :) Tuesday was also the night of Nataliah's BBQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I carpooled with Leez, Jiha and her boyfriend Ersyad. They were such darlings to let me come with them! Thanks again! OMG the fooooddd! The lamb! The chicken! Delicioussss... We ate a lot I tell you.. Like, really! We were so stuffed we just wanted to doze off on their sofa. Lucky we got our butts out and into the car and headed back home to our own beds. Bliss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have also been attending meetings for our Kembara reunion BBQ! (another one yaeyyyy!) I cannot waittt!! And Coco will be back! Fun Fun Fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My pillow misses me already! Good Nighttt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-5689483857001544763?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/5689483857001544763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=5689483857001544763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5689483857001544763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5689483857001544763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/11/sugar-high.html' title='Sugar High!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/R0RoybvTrgI/AAAAAAAAACI/o8XXZga6oNA/s72-c/21-11-07_2032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4602291004871452912.post-8593020295938768089</id><published>2007-11-18T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T15:23:24.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haachews and Sniffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Another Saturday night, another night in for me. I am sick! Like that's new! Something is terribly wrong with my nose.. Call it the flu, sinus, whatever I just want it to stop. I need to stop because I am consuming too many poor trees! All those tissues I have used! I feel so guilty towards Earth. Sorrrrryyyyy!!! Unlike tears, I can't just wipe it off with my shirt eeuww. With that said, I do need my precious boxes of Kleenex. But still, I do feel guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I mentioned tears, here's a fun fact! I am a sucker for tearjerkers!! I just love crying over movies haha. I really do!! In fact, I have 9 movies downloading at the moment at 7 are considered as tearjerkers. Yes, I have read the reviews. And that is why I'm downloading them. More tissues needed but nooo.. I shall prepare a towel for my bawling sessions. Mother earth you should be proud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Alrightyy, what has occurred since (after a few minutes of confusion with days..) Wednesday..Right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Thursday was another Gym + Karaoke day. Fun-tastic! We went early and left for Neway in time for lunch. I tried the Crabstick Noodle Soup and Izra had the Honey-glazed Chicken with Rice if I'm not mistaken. Nevertheless, both were divine! Ok that was a little exaggeration. They were good to say the least. Would surely eat there again! Right Izra? Nod! Nod! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Had Mr.Tepanyaki at Cineleisure with the family that night. Twas just o-k. I love Japanese food but I would much prefer the restaurant at Shah Alam Mall, What is it called? Sakira or something.. and also Gengki or Sushi King. And definitely Hilton PJ's California Roll. To die for!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Woke up quite late on Friday.. I stayed over at my Grandparents for the night. Played The Sims 2 the whole entire day and hit the gym around 9pm. We got hungry after so we stopped by at Mamak Bistro for some post-exercise dinner. And that means Fried Kuey Teaw! Hahahah. All those calories burnt on the treadmill, is back and probably doubled now! Shucks. The food took forever to arrive and it was all because the mamak did not order for us! Dude, you are soo blacklisted. No wann to fren you! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Slept with Grandma again that night.. Saturday came and before I took a shower I watched Steel Magnolias. The movie really touched me! I cried and cried and cried like a baby! Not forgetting that I also laughed my head off. A truly great movie! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Mom picked me up around 2 and we made a pit stop at the Mall before heading back home. I ordered the Caesar Salad from The Little Italian Kitchen for lunch. Or tea? Cuz I already had some lunch back at Grandparents. haha. I guess half a plate of veggies, a piece of chicken and meatless prawns just wasn't enough! We then went to get KFC for Mom and Brother. Tried the new Cheesy Meltz, It was alright. I really don't like KFC right now. Especially their fried chicken! What happened?? They are so small and hard and just yuck. Colonel would not be so happy you know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Once we reached home, I started my unwelcome-d sneeze marathon! Nothing else I could do but sleep. And that is what I am going to do right about now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Snooze, not sneeze! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-8593020295938768089?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/8593020295938768089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=8593020295938768089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/8593020295938768089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/8593020295938768089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/11/haachews-and-sniffs.html' title='Haachews and Sniffs'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-398661725439364287</id><published>2007-11-14T15:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:45:41.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;It is pouring outside and here I am alone on my bed singing along to Norah Jones. Isn't she amazing? Her voice is beautiful and she sings beautiful music. Beauuuuuuutiful! There's always one of her tunes I have to listen to every single day and today, the song is What Am I To You? I am IN LOVE with it. I would love you when you're blue, tell me darling true.. what am I to you? *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Today's plan did not turn out like it was supposed to. Me and Izra are just NOT up for gym today. She has terrible stomach ache and my thighs are killing me! My muscles are swollen I can barely walk without feeling immense pain. :( Oh well, no pain no gain! But it has merely been 2 days! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I am supposed to be there right now on the treadmill running for my goal.. Which is to be in shape. (24% body fat) Oh by thw wayyyyy, I am NOT obese. I repeat, not obese! hehe. My body fat is actually acceptable according to the charts. Phew! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Gym has been fun and I really mean it! I've always been fascinated on how the body works. The body is a masterpiece of all the masterpieces in the entire universe! I mean, how could you not be in awe of the fact that to gain a pound, you just eat a big fat burger with fries and coke. Easy right? But to lose it, you have to run at 12mph for 195 minutes! Whooaa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I kinda miss the gym at matric. I used to go everyday! I would jog before class, then hit the gym after. I was surprisingly very disciplined! Haha good times, good times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Monday was our first day on the trial.. We went in the afternoon and only left around 6. Izra was craving for the panini at Vivo, The Curve so we met up with Teen there. I had the most peculiar sandwich ever! Grilled fish with wasabi mayo. Wasabi mayo!! Such thing exists?? It was a shocking surprise! Literally. The sting went straight up to my brain. Ooh it was a weird kinda good feeling. heh. Cleared my blocked nose though! lol. Teen had this mushroom pasta but it was totally bland according to the girls. I did not have a taste as I was already so full! And of course, Izra had the Turkey Strips with cheesy sauce Panini. We both paid an extra of 60 cents for the parmesan oregano bread. Oh well, it was good but Subway is waaaaaaaaaay better! Subway's sandwiches are THE BEST! *drooling at the thought of it*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Snap! Stop thinking about food! I've just eaten lunch! haha. Who am I kidding? Food is on my mind 24/7. I love food. Geddit? In another tab, I'm on allrecipes.com. I loooove the site! Recipes for almost anything!! wee.. happy me.. Another site I love to surf is rachaelray.com. She is my favourite chef!! She's so adorable! And her recipes are as she would say, Yum-O!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Looove her!! I just admire confident, bubbly, funny women. They somehow put a smile on my face. Rachael Ray is definitely in that category. As well as Christina Applegate, Jennifer Esposito, Lauren Graham and Ellen Degeneres to name a few. They crack me up!! People should watch Samantha Who! It is very very amusing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;So, yesterday was pretty tiring for me. Injured my thigh and all.. heck. We finished working out around 3+ and stepped into the sauna to relax. And by that meaning sweating like a pig. Pigs sweat? That, I am not sure. Hmm.. Ok ok.. While we were in the sauna we both agreed on going to Neway in SS15 before heading home. Oh boy was it refreshing! Just the two of us (again!) in a room fit for 10 people pretending to be superstars lol. Fun fun.. Food ain't that bad either. Thinking of celebrating my birthday there. =) (ehem.. december 3rd.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Alrighty, it is thundering now.. Aack! I shall get back to the recipes. Not that I intend to try and cook them.. Not all anyway.. haha. Goodbye blog. I love you. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-398661725439364287?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/398661725439364287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=398661725439364287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/398661725439364287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/398661725439364287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/11/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-7761738311285815529</id><published>2007-11-13T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T01:47:46.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shortest Entry Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It is amazing how things can be so easy sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-7761738311285815529?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/7761738311285815529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=7761738311285815529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/7761738311285815529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/7761738311285815529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/11/shortest-entry-ever.html' title='Shortest Entry Ever!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-3915060450866413902</id><published>2007-11-12T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T02:09:09.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Internet Brought Us Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I just want to say that thanks to technology, I have made some pretty darn good friends lately. Friends that I shall cherish and just because I don't get to see them physically often, they have helped me quite a lot. All those IM conversations are meaningful to me. One person in particular, he who shares a broad range of same interests as me whom I hope to be friends with until the end of time. He is just a great guy and really comfortable to talk to. Well actually I have another friend who I can share my thoughts with and he is just as great as the previous guy I wrote about. I am really glad we've found each other and hope this friendship doesn't have an ending. And thanks for reminding me that there are worthy guys out there. Not only friends I have gained, but also love. The world works in a magical way.. That's all I can say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;For the record, I tend to have more things in common with guys than I do with girls. Guys are better to talk with sometimes. They seem to understand me better. It's not easy to find these types though cuz most guys are jerks. True, no? That goes without saying. On the other hand, most girls are fakes and wannabes. You're just looking for trouble la.. Why complicate your life? Be yourself, problem solved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Right, bed time.. Good niiiiiight~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-3915060450866413902?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/3915060450866413902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=3915060450866413902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/3915060450866413902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/3915060450866413902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/11/internet-brought-us-together.html' title='The Internet Brought Us Together'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-6694486259143196696</id><published>2007-11-11T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T01:16:42.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nadia is Blank.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So here's a thought! I'm gonna briefly write about a number (i don't know how many yet) of songs playing in my library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;First song (the one just ended playing) is Sarah Mclachlan - I will remember you. Her voice is just beautiful don't you think? It is so pure. When she sings, you know she is telling the truth. *sigh* Takes my breath away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"It’s funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; We are screaming inside, but we can’t be heard" Can't you just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; the pain? Outstanding choice of words. I can never get tired of this song, it is probably one of the most played song and it warms my heart each time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Alrighty, next is Renee Olstead with A Love That Will Last. My definite theme song! Makes me smile and gives me hope. Her words expresses my soul. Her voice - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Exceptional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;! One of the best voices of this century in my p.o.v. She sings this song beautifully, I fell in love the first time I heard it. The simplicity of the melody and lyrics melts my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"I'll never leave you, So don't even ask. I want a love that will last" Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Aha! Ladies, sit tight and get ready to swoon! The sexiest song right now is none other than Robin Thicke's Lost Without You. No woman in the right mind is not fantasizing a man singing this to her (More precisely, Mr. Robin Thicke himself). Like, seriously! "Baby youre the perfect shape, Baby youre the perfect weight" There you go, what more can I say? Oh his wife is super lucky! Fyi, this song was written for her. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;awwwwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Okay, this next one is the MOST played song I have and it is Bubbly by Colbie Caillat. *smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;This song is just too sweet for words! The first time I heard it I was like OMG she is incredible!! Then I started to listen to her other songs and they are all amazing! I love love CC! Need her album! I do! I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Bubbly reminds me of waking up by the beach when the sun is about to come up. Actually all her songs remind me of the beach. She captured the essence of summer and cool breeze and spread them through her songs. Blissful! "It starts in my toes, make me crinkle my nose" hee hee so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"You know Miss Sunshine, she starts to paint a perfect picture of this river parade.." is a line from a song titled I Love The Rain The Most by Joe Purdy. Wonderful song.. Simple acoustic vibe that makes me feel humble. Joe Purdy has a lazy mumbling type of voice that makes me sit in silent and listen to every word he sings. He really grabs my attention.  And i too love the rain when it stops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;5 songs! And I guess that's all for now. lol. I was just trying to write about something that'll kill time. I am so boredddd. My first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; saturday night and I'm at home! Like, whaaaaaaat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Shucks. I'm gonna sleep now.. Wait, no i'm not sleepy. What can I dooooooo? *grunt*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*swallows saliva*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*pops neck*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*grunt*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;That is it! I'm off. Night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-6694486259143196696?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/6694486259143196696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=6694486259143196696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6694486259143196696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6694486259143196696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/11/nadia-is-blank.html' title='Nadia is Blank.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-6685922893945463317</id><published>2007-11-10T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:44:27.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautified!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have spent the entire day beautifying my blog and tadaa! I love the new look!! Love love looove it... weeee.. *jumps for joy* Hey, I know it is pretty simple but it took an immense amount of time trying to align the borders and the picture *ehem ehem* and stuff. Anywhoo, I am proud of it! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My eyes are twitching! Too long facing this Baby of mine.. Neck hurts and certain joints and muscles are in pain. I think it's best for me to leave my bed now. And stay off it longer than half an hour! Yes, I will certainly try to do just so.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Oooohhh but Gossip Girl episode 7 has just finished downloading. Finally!! To watch, or not to watch? Uhmmm oh this is hard. I really want to know what happens to Serena! Although I prefer Blair cuz she's so pretty I might have a crush on her! lol. Whatever.. I want to watch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But no no noooo i am in pain! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Shucks. Help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-6685922893945463317?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/6685922893945463317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=6685922893945463317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6685922893945463317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6685922893945463317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/11/beautified.html' title='Beautified!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-7125717870595872015</id><published>2007-11-10T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T12:51:13.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one bites the dust!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*haaaacheww!* bless me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I have been sneezing since yesterday! Ughh.. My nose is falling off! I've said that a trillion times before actually, because I always sneeze! Cold water, sneeze. Dust, sneeze. Air-Cond, sneeze. I am sooo tired of sneezing! I hate it because it wears me down, makes me weak and ugly! Not only that oh noo..My whole face swell, my eyes get itchy and suddenly i'm the cousin of Rudolph the red nose reindeer. Ugh. *itch eyes* Gosh this is so irritatingggggg...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I wanted to make this entry long and exciting but I'm gonna trash that plan and write a brief summary instead. Today, I woke up a Sick-o! I couldn't feel my nose, couldn't breathe and there were tissues all over my bed! So I got up, (Oh yeah I was hungry too..) washed my teeth and brushed my face before piling up all those nasty germ filled tissues and threw them into the bin. I made my way to the fridge to get me some food. Ooh there were one uneaten croissant left. *smile* So I took out a sausage, some lettuce, tomatoes and mayonnaise. Stuffed everything into the croissant and voila! A perfectly healthy sandwich! (minus the mayo haha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I then swallowed my flu pil and went back up to my bed. Watched Betty Boop (Took me way back to a time when I wasn't even born yet!), and fell asleep. Woke up again to do my laundry. Sleep. Laundry. Sleep. Laundry. What a hassle. Isn't there a robot which could just do the laundry for me? Just when I'm sick of course. Yeah, right!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;At about 4pm, Izra picked me up as I was feeling better after eating egg tarts and 2 actifast pills. I wanted to see my friends cuz I knew that laughter is the BEST medicine! And how true can that be? I felt tremendously better when I got back. The girls make me laugh so hard sometimes! Ok, most of the time! lol. All the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;So, Ayah picked me and Ray (Aidi has SPM next week so he stayed home) up at 8 or so for a movie night! yaeyy! We reached the curve at 9 and I lead the way straight to Big Apple. He. He. We bought 2 boxes yum yum. :) One's in the fridge! No you are not invited over to my place. At least not tomorrow. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Movie was starting at 12 midnight so we had dinner first at Tony Roma's, Cineleisure. We ordered kick'n shrimps, an onion-cheese-sandwich (?), salad and of course, ribs! I wasn't particularly hungry so I did not finish my shrimps. They were delicious though. Took a bite of the ribs, they were yummy but nothing to shout about really. The sandwich however, was quite interesting. It was like 4 inches thick! Sirloin, onion rings, tomatoes, cheese and pickles all sardined between 2 1-inch thick of toasted, buttered bread. Served with chips! Delish! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;We were SO stuffed we could hardly move! Lucky we had about 2 hours left before the movie start so we just lingered around cineleisure and finally settled at the fountain in between cineleisure and the curve. I just sat there and observed the movements and happenings around me. While people watching, I thought about what I would blog about tonight. I had some interesting ideas but cannot seem to recall at this moment. Pah! I'll continue on this tomorrow. (if i remember!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;20 minutes to showtime, we headed towards the cinema. They were loads of people yadayada, bought popcorn bla bla the usual. I am getting reeeeaallly sleepy! So okay, we watched the movie "Stardust". I looooved it!!! I did not fall asleep! Yaeyy! I was so into the movie! It was hilarious! Cracked me up terribly! Funny funny and oh-so-sweet!!! A fairytale with a happy ending. It was mostly romantic. Aww. Almost made me cry when the Star was talking about how her heart doesn't seem like it belonged to her and instead, she felt like her heart belonged to her one true love. !!tear jerker alert!! Two words, MUST WATCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hah. My work is done, Dreamland is waiting and my prince charming also perhaps? Shall sleep and see! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sweet dreams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-7125717870595872015?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/7125717870595872015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=7125717870595872015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/7125717870595872015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/7125717870595872015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another one bites the dust!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-6496116243971543167</id><published>2007-11-08T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:34:35.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If we took a holiday, Took some time to celebrate.. "Madonna"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have 3 things to be happy about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;    1. I am on holiday. Obviously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;    2. I made mac &amp;amp; cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;    3. I cleaned up my room!! annnd, shifted the main feature of my room which is the bed.  my oh-so-comfy gigantic bed! i take like 1/4 of it when i sleep. the other 3 quarters? permanent home for my monsieur bebe, pinko and my pink heart shaped fluffy radio (courtesy of Kak Mie). Now my bed is facing the window, remind me NOT to leave the curtain open! The whole block of the opposite condo can see me. At least i think they can..hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The room seem a lot more serene now.. peaceful.. clean.. pretty..(once i get those boxes to the recycling center that is!) I love my warm yellow lighting.. Very calming. And very inviting.. an invitation to Dreamland! Getting sleepy already and it is only 8.07pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So, holiday holiday holidayyyy.... sounds extremely exciting no? but nay, i don't feel like i'm on hols yet. I still don't feel it. I think thats a cue for someone to take me out. Anyone? Bummer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;However there is something I am looking forward to, and that is Futsal!!! Our regular ass oops i mean ball-kicking gathering is back on! yippee to that! :) I have not played for soo long and i have gained like 20 thousand pounds so lets see if I still got it. Got what exactly I'm not so sure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Speaking about pounds and such, I followed Izra to her True Fitness appointment and i found out I am Obese! Me = Obese! Like OH GOD I need helpppppp!! Obese, body fat wise. I gotta reduce my body fat by 4%. And that is just to be normal! I am convinced it is my baby fat. aha! that must be it! Or perhaps I'm in denial.. I know I am chubby but obese? Aack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Ok ok so what have I done to reduce my body fat? uhmm.. I made mac &amp;amp; cheese so of course I ate that. Very fatty stuff!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have also been consuming a lot of ice cream! Oh shucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And and roti bakar and today Ray made garlic fried rice..  Whoaa I better stop! Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Luckily next week I'll be going to the gym. I am setting a goal. By my 20th birthday, I shall be looking fabulous! haha. And that means being healthy. I don't really want to be thin. Thin doesn't work for me. Just want to be healthy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My plans for this 2-month break includes wall climbing, futsal, baking, crazy-ing with the girls, oh i cannot wait for our Kembara Trip! and and Live&amp;amp;Loud KL!! I so wanna gooooooooooooo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Any sponsors?? (It doesn't hurt to have hope)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Alrighty then, I guess that's it for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Toodles~&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/4602291004871452912-6496116243971543167?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/6496116243971543167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=6496116243971543167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6496116243971543167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/6496116243971543167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/11/if-we-took-holiday-took-some-time-to.html' title='If we took a holiday, Took some time to celebrate.. &quot;Madonna&quot;'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-9006611010849956913</id><published>2007-11-03T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T02:21:12.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret is Out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have ISSUES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have just realized something about myself. Well, I'm finally confronting it that is. I, Nadia am terrible when i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;under pressure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;. I really really REALLY am! Certain friends should know by experience. You guys know who you are. And that is pretty much what's keeping me awake right now. It is 20 to 2am, and I gotta be up by 10. No 8-hour beauty sleep tonight! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Whether I am being asked a question, or see a Cop, or even running late, my palms get sweaty, my mouth turns dry and my speech ability - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;poof!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; gone. I come up with the most ridiculous and unthinkable things! My mouth just works on its own and I lost all sense of myself. It is like having a voice that belongs to somebody else. Trust me, it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; a good feeling. I guess that is the reason why I don't talk a lot. I sometimes don't say what I really want to say. It seems uncontrollable.. But it is not, is it? We are supposed to think before we speak. I know and I do do that, but noooo.. what comes out from these pair of lips can be totally different. And then that leads to misunderstanding. Ahh, I see the circle. Can't bring myself to type it out though. Shall keep it to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Basically, every explanation goes back to the ancient Law of Attraction. Another topic I am leaving the experts to discuss. Bottom line, I highly advise everybody (every single human being on earth or anywhere in the universe) to watch 'The Secret'. I understand a whole lot more on how life works. I see it clearly now. Crystal clear! Life is simple if you want it to be. You complicate your own life. I truly believe in that now. Rhonda Byrne, thanks for your effort in helping people on what needs to be helped the most. Thank you, Thank you!! *standing ovation*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have been trying to practice 'the secret' and it has done me good so far. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Go watch it people! but it is up to you to believe or not. The thing is, it has been in front of us all along! How blur can we be??? Ok I better stop before this entry becomes a 2-page essay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;All i'm saying is that it is perfectly understandable and logical. OH.KAY. Going now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It works!! It really does and whether you believe in it or not, it is still working and doing its job. Right, I am totally ending this entry NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Feel Good!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-9006611010849956913?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/9006611010849956913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=9006611010849956913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/9006611010849956913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/9006611010849956913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/11/secret-is-out.html' title='The Secret is Out.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-5875905313131921798</id><published>2007-10-27T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T22:51:44.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout-out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"when it feels like it's love, all the stars they lift you up, well i'll place you high above on top of the world..i'm just glad that I found you.." Found You by Ross Copperman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Now that I know a certain someone knows about my blog, (you know who you are!) I want to say thank you. Thank you for being you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So much for studying today, i did one minor thing. that was it. somebody pinch me please!!!! my exam is on tuesday! wake up and smell the uhm exam air! *sniffs* nah, nothing. oh helppp.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Can you believe this!? 2nd entry of the day! 2 entries in one dayyy?? *pats myself on the back* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;oh wait, thats 2 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; short entries. pfft. who caresss !? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i'm outtt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-5875905313131921798?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/5875905313131921798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=5875905313131921798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5875905313131921798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5875905313131921798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/10/shout-out.html' title='Shout-out!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-3263677588674782201</id><published>2007-10-27T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T12:22:58.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;2 down, 3 to go! now this is the hard part.. calculations! i have both of my finance papers this week. management on tuesday, and real estate on thursday. both i am definitely worried about. but i am convinced i am not going to fail. no, not again. according to the law of attraction, i must focus on what i want. in the short run, it is to pass my exam. so that is what i am focusing on. i am practicing the 3 steps, ask-believe-receive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;1. I ask to pass my exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;2. I believe I will pass my exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;3. I will receive what I deserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Now, i shall act upon it. what i need to do is leave my room and hit the books! Later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Nothing new can come into your life unless you are grateful for what you have" Dr. Michael Beckwith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-3263677588674782201?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/3263677588674782201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=3263677588674782201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/3263677588674782201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/3263677588674782201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/10/finals.html' title='Finals.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-5608092662925855473</id><published>2007-10-14T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T02:19:39.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough is Enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have juuust watched this video clip of Britney Spears caught by some paparazzi. It makes me so mad and terribly upset! It was a clip of her in her car with a music producer at 2am. They were just talking for goodness sake. Why are people SO nosy? Yes she's a celebrity but most of all she is an artist. I want to see the immensely talented young woman that she is. But she cant be that person when she is being beat down by the whole world. Come on, leave her alone already.. I've had it with all the stories about her. All those nasty rumors!! Ugh. Just shut your inconsiderate horrid mouth up. *sigh* Even after everything that happened to her, I am still a fan and i sympathize her so much that if I see her in front of me I would actually cry. Fame destroyed her! Such a shame.. Fame reeeally destroyed her! The whole world is watching and judging her and I dont blame her for not knowing how to handle it the way you expect her to. I dont know myself and you dont either! She is an unfortunate victim but a great example of what fame can cause. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Plus, we have TONNES of things to worry about! Like oh, how bout the world is breaking apart because of US? Get your priorities straight. Yes its fun and entertaining to hear about celebs. Believe me, I was once a Hollywood junkie. BUT I was 15! I am now near 20 and realized I have responsibilities and concerns that are far more important than people whom i see on TV. I admit, I still do love reading the entertainment section in the newspaper but for me, that is just it... Entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzz&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/4602291004871452912-5608092662925855473?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/5608092662925855473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=5608092662925855473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5608092662925855473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5608092662925855473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/10/enough-is-enough.html' title='Enough is Enough.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-334762417996092105</id><published>2007-10-05T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T01:28:00.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;as i wrote previously, i am terrible at this blog thing! i am inconsistent. that's me! an inconsistent klutz. oh gosh i am such a klutz!! i aaaaaaaalways trip and drop things. clumsy! i lose focus too easily its sad! i pity myself sometimes, i laugh at all the silly things i do. well its a good thing to laugh at yourself right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;anywhooo.. this week has been pretty much normal.. had tests on monday and tuesday. monday was my mandarin oral exam. THAT was funny! i have never thought an exam could be so entertaining! thanks to my dear friend, omar. sorry dude but you cracked us all up and simultaneously made me feel relaxed and my nerves were in control. yep! thanks to you! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;tuesday however was one of those same-old-boring-tests. we had to distant the tables and place our books and bags on the floor. my bag! (ugh) annndd i couldnt even answer the first question! pah. next!! the other 3 was just okay. dont think i did a good job on that test. well its over and done with. yaey! (NOTTTT) end of tests means.. finals are here!!!! in 2 weeks time and have i studied?? nooo... can i even remember what i have memorized before? noooo... i am in so much  trouble! the worst thing is, i have one final back up test tomorrow and i dont even feel like studying! why am i such a terrible person??? i should be buried in my books right now but noooo.. im here on my laptop typing words that nobody is going to read. hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;so wednesday was my no-class day! the best day of the entire week! i got up around noon, got dressed and drove to subang parade. i was on a mission! and my mission was to find tony bennet's duets album. (as if there are no music shops in shah alam lah kan) i reached s.parade and parked in front of TGIF (oh goddd yummyy!! i wasnt fasting btw but i wasnt like gonna go have steak by myself so i held in the temptation and walked inside..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i headed to the rock corner making no stops on the way. my mission was important! browsed through the male section and surprisingly there werent any tony bennet!! i made a face and the friendly staff asked me if i was looking for something and i told him i was looking for tony bennet. he was a darling and showed me where the bennets are. they were in the classical/old section. i shouldve thought!! but to my dissapointment, they didnt have the duets album. boohoo! i just browsed through and made my way to a small section at the counter entitled 'the essential series for rm29.90' as i was reading the sign, the same staff told me there is a bennet there too and my eyes lit up when i held up the essential of tony bennet. i am so not letting this go now! plus, its a 2-disc album! this was definitely a steal!! woot woot i nearly jumped for joy. continued browsing more albums and found the best of frank sinatra. is today my lucky day or what!? so i had those 2 in my hands when i carried on browsing. the staff (same one) walked passed behind me but he came to a halt and suddenly he was next to me his hand moving my bennet to see what the other cd was. and he made this "impressive" look. haha. then he asked me, how old are you? you like listening to old songs? hehehe i am 20 and indeed i doo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;okay, mission accomplished. well, not entirely cuz the album i wanted was the duets album. ahh.. next time then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;after my 2 purchases (i was content), i realized i was hungry so i made my way to delifrance..made a couple of pit stops at the stalls and sports shop. arrived at delifrance and immediately saw mini fruit tarts. MY FAVS!! i have been craving for them for 2 weeks already! yes i believed it was my lucky day! i then took the tray and neatly placed 7 of the tarts. (strawberry, kiwi &amp;amp; peach) yum yummm! went to the counter and ordered a seafood d'lite. once they were packed, i paid and headed back to the car. the moment i shut the door (and locked), i opened the package and took a strawberry tart to end the crave. oh yes.. deeeelicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i drove home at a very slow pace.. at the tempo of mr.bennet. it was a wonderful drive! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i reached home and gobbled up my sandwich in my room. didnt want to tempt those who were fasting. huhu. the rest of the day consisted of more sleep and hours in front of this monitor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i had buka at my grandparents as usual.. this night uncle mus and antonio joined us. uncle mus is now in australia with his family so that was our early raya dinner cuz he wont be here for raya. apparently nobody is. only my family and 2 of my moms brothers will.  3 out of 7!! where are the rest? 1 in belgium, 1 in syria, 1 in aussie (as mentioned before), 1 in malacca. buuuut there will be a lot of people here raya-ing with us and in total there will be about 10 kids (including me! hehe) i can imagine how noisy we're gonna be! i am so excited! pah. scratch that "nobody is going to be here" nonsense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*reading through this entry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i dont feel like myself at the moment. hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;moving on.. i woke up late on thursday. firdaus (my classmate) called me and he went where are you!!? and i was like, at home.. yawnn and he went guess what? theres no class today! and i laughed and said gila best! missed a class that doesnt even exist! lucky mee! so then i texted my friend to ask if we have class at 2 and her answer was NO. luckier mee! continued sleeping, decided to skip HRM and go watch a movie instead. texted omar (my jalan-jalan companion) if he wants to do the same. he agreed of course! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;at about 2pm datuk called me. he asked me to go over his place as he needs some assistance. computer problems again i presumed. i made a stop at a phone shop on the way to get credit for my phone. got back into the car, drove towards the grandparents. the moment i passed the guard house, i sensed something different about the car. i heard something like boiling water.. and thennnnnn... smoke was coming out of the bonnet!! oh godd! my eyes instantly fixed on the water temperature lever and it was almost at the red line! okay, turn off the air-cond. lucky i had a few meters to go to get to my parking space. parked and turned off the engine and got out of the car within seconds. i was afraid the car was going to blow up! a lil dramatic i know but this is the first time im having car problems so please excuse me.. what a girl to do? call daddy!! hehe and daddy called raymond the mechanic and all is fine. raymond came and said uh-oh this is baddd.. uh-oh.. uh-oh your car has to stay in the workshop tonight.. uh-oh.. yea yea be funny raymond! so yeah.. he towed the car. no longer my problem! haha. told omar about the car so had to cancel our movie plan. bumzo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;night came.. buka.. watched the news. routine at the grandparents! while we were watching, omar called and said he wasnt doing anything and he had a car. weeee! movie movie! we have been waiting to watch i now pronounce you chuck and larry so finally we got to see it. we laughed through the whole 2 hours! it was undoubtedly hilarioussss!!! we both walked out of the cinema with aching stomachs. man it was funnyyy! stupid obviously, but really funny! cracked me up terribly! hahahhahhaha ok ok.. i must stop laughing at the thought of chuck and larry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;after the movie we grabbed something to eat, i tapau-ed sahur for my family and omar sent me home. definitely a fun night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;due to me sleeping late, no way i was gonna wake up in time for my 8.30 class! skipped that.. slept till 2pm! fyi, we dont learn anything in class these days cuz its the end of the semester so skipping is acceptable. riiiiigghhht!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;that brings to today, friday. nothing interesting happened today.. plus im kinda tired of typing! huhuhu... *yawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;over and out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-334762417996092105?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/334762417996092105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=334762417996092105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/334762417996092105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/334762417996092105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/10/summary.html' title='summary'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-8808021347918679812</id><published>2007-09-23T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T22:50:48.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherished.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I was sitting on the couch in the living room and he was sitting on the rocking chair beside it. I was sleepy so I grabbed a pillow and placed it on the arm rest right next to the rocking chair. I then lowered my head against the pillow and shut my eyes. Unexpectedly, i felt rough fingers on my right ear. Those fingers softly played with the few strands of my hair above the ear.. Within seconds those fingers parted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;They had me smiling from ear to ear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I opened my eyes and the clock showed 8.36pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;It was the 22nd of September 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A moment I will never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A beautiful moment with my Datuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-8808021347918679812?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/8808021347918679812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=8808021347918679812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/8808021347918679812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/8808021347918679812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/09/cherished.html' title='Cherished.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-3317484964433067451</id><published>2007-09-19T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T23:26:16.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perlumbaan Fireworks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;No maw, this phrase is still considered new! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ok ok this sooooo overdue! But I hope i can remember everything and write about it anyways. As most of you should know, there was a fireworks competition in Putrajaya in August. Me, maw, paw, mom, aidi, ray, andi, unc.choo, aunt.emma, ali, chacha and aya (thats a mouthful!) were feeling super excited to go one night, which was australia's turn to burn their governments money (in a good way i suppose?). I was the designated driver for the night so I drove from Shah Alam to unc.choo's place in Cyberjaya with mom in the passenger seat and 5 people sitting in the back. Yes, including the boot. This is where the station wagon comes in handy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;We safely (THANK GOD!) arrived at unc.choo's crib around 9.. he greeted us and then gave us a tour of his new very modern house. I likkee! His lot is situated right across the gym, which was above the swimming pool. Sooo cool.. After the ritual family giggles, we headed off to the Putrajaya International Convention Center. Man, the traffic was well, as they say on the radio "bumper to bumper crawl". However we managed to get there just in time for the first burst of fire. It was a 3 lane road and people were triple parking so there was absolutely no way any car can move at that point so we just stopped our cars and got out and started to say our "oohs" and "aaahs" during the show. It was truly magnificent! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The boys ran up the humble hill to get a better view and the 2 little girls sat on the roof of my car. We watched in awe until the end. Everybody was happy and satisfied when we went back into our cars to go get some food. Oh yeah we were really hungry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Just as I was turning the key, this fat guy who had his car parked next to mine tried to open his door. I mean, come on! there was like a 5-inch space between his car and mine. Try patience? I didnt think he was that dumb to actually try to squeeze in between our cars so I let go of the breaks but snap, he did. So he kinda skidded a bit so I stopped and mom winded down her window. We apologized numerous times. I know it was my fault and I honestly was sorry. Buuuut just when mom was winding her window back up, his even fatter wife came around and said "bangang. tak reti bawak kereta lain kali tak payah bawak!". How dare she said that to my mother!? And mom being the sensible person that she is just said "eh, tak baik cakap macam tuh". Thanks mom. If she wasnt there I wouldve probably screamed back at her. No no that is not the right thing to do. Never ever stoop to the other persons level. Is is soo not worth it! That woman just showed the attitude of a typical malay. Which is sad, really. If you have something to say then say it to my face lah. Why did you have to say it to my mom while you were walking away? Chicken. Nevertheless, it was my fault. I take full blame. Even though the bigger person is definitely not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;So after the 'I-almost-killed-someone' incident, the traffic jam was even worse! I think we were stuck for an hour and a half! The agony! With our empty stomachs we patiently waited..and waited..and waited until the road gradually cleared. Unc.choo lead us to D'Arif in Cyberjaya for late dinner. It was almost midnight! Thank goodness the food was tremendously good. Stomachs were happy indeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;We then parted and headed home. Home sweet home!! What a nigghhtt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;p/s: Australia won the competition! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-3317484964433067451?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/3317484964433067451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=3317484964433067451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/3317484964433067451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/3317484964433067451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/09/perlumbaan-fireworks.html' title='Perlumbaan Fireworks!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-4246214718907290151</id><published>2007-09-13T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T23:16:15.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>much too much !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;I am guilty for neglecting my blog!! someone punish meee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;so.. i have nooo idea where to start! tonnes and tonnes of events passed.. please allow me to think things through and i shall get right back on this. hehe. snap. now this entry is pretty pointless no? but but it is a start anyhow! will be back shortly.. watch this space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-4246214718907290151?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/4246214718907290151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=4246214718907290151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/4246214718907290151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/4246214718907290151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/09/much-too-much.html' title='much too much !'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-7457459703399970266</id><published>2007-08-23T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T02:28:48.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I can feel the caffeine and sugar making their way to my brain.. please work! I am counting on this energy drink to keep me awake till tomorrow night! Possible? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;The thing is, I have 2 tests tomorrow! well, today actually.. (!!!) T.W.O!! I only knew about 1 so I was like It's okay, i can study tonight or even tomorrow morning and during the lunch break.  But noooo.. I had to find out (thank God I did though)  that i will be having another test as well. aarrrgghh!!! And the best part was.. and still is.. I HAVE NOT READ A SINGLE SENTENCE! Forget about revising. This is truly what you call last minute studying. Ugh. This week has been an utter mess! I am riding on an emotional rollercoaster! Soooo many things turned out wrong. Seriously. I declare this week as Poo Week.. for now. I really hope things will return to its normal ways and gosh please make these coming days less stressful. I am experiencing breakouts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Oh man.. Noooooo.... I am sleepy! How could this be!? Energy drinks are supposed to give you energy! arrrrggghh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;*heavy sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-7457459703399970266?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/7457459703399970266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=7457459703399970266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/7457459703399970266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/7457459703399970266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/08/sting.html' title='Sting!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-5942381503007257435</id><published>2007-08-12T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T02:12:30.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive &amp; Definitely Kicking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Sitting on my not-so-comfy chair, feeling rather uncomfortable not only because of the mentioned chair but my ankle, buttocks and hips are in paiiiiiinnn.... Not forgetting my head which is a lil swollen from my head-collusion with one of the opponents teammates. That, I can honestly admit - HURTS!! I actually plunged down to the hard floor and had to take a moment to synchronize my brain. I stood up feeling ever so woozy.. Everything was such a blur.. All I saw was shocked looking faces and grey. Yes &lt;em&gt;the world turned grey for an instant&lt;/em&gt;. I tried to walk, I did but very drunk-like. I nearly collapsed onto the ground (again) but nay, snapped myself back to reality, gave my thumbs up the my "coach" and continued playing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first ever Futsal Tournament! It was organized by B.E.S (Business Elite Society - International Business Students, thanks guys!)&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately we did not win. Not even close haha. We got into Quat-Finals (well, every team did).. And lost 3-1 to get this, our very own seniors! Yup! The other finance team! So we were totally fine with it. &lt;em&gt;Go finance! Go! Go! Go finance!&lt;/em&gt; wOooo... Man, that was fun. Alot of fun! Reeeeeally helped with my so called 'depression'. hehe. Who needs anti-depression pills when you can kick a ball as hard as you possibbly can? I assure you the latter is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really mean I was depressed ok. Just experienced a personal crisis. You know.. Things you go through when you are in Uni. Stressful! And the worst thing is, my skin is blowing off my 'happy-me' cover! Got fugly zits everywhere! *annoyed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to a couple of my friends for being there when I needed advice. You know who you are. Thanks a bunch! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..I am sooo thirsty! In the last hour, i've already had 2 glasses of coke, a &lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt; cup of guava juice and now I feel like having iced milo. But I'm just far too tired to make me some. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-exhausted-&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/4602291004871452912-5942381503007257435?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/5942381503007257435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=5942381503007257435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5942381503007257435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5942381503007257435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/08/alive-definitely-kicking.html' title='Alive &amp; Definitely Kicking!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-4773382060996669259</id><published>2007-08-08T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T00:42:26.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I bruise easily.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Another tuesday night, another futsal "&lt;strong&gt;get together&lt;/strong&gt;". Happy happy! Buuuutt... I was having a headache and the infamous grueling P.pain so nooo I did not play much. Nevertheless, the enjoyment was definitely there! What was pretty sad though is that elly and nabila wont be able to play with us anymore. Boohoo! Both of them are moving on to college life. Good luck to them! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I had my first test of the semester today! Economics! The subject I despise haha. And the lecturer who scares the fart out of me. She is soooo soft spoken but at the same time she has her own tiny evil-like gestures she gives out&lt;em&gt; especially&lt;/em&gt; to non-tudung-wearing-girls. i,e: ME! Dont get me wrong, its not that I dont like her.. just that she creeps me out &lt;em&gt;a bit&lt;/em&gt;. And noooo i dont know how the test will turn out! I think I know all the answers but maybe I'm wrong. Honestly, I have no idea! *biting nail*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Sigh.. I cannot wait for our next dance class!! Why oh why must Joseph cancel this week's class? hmmm.. Maybe I'll join another class for the day. *light bulb above my head!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;So okay, I will be lame no-more by tomorrow because I'm FINALLY going to watch transformers! yaeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Will write again soon!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;xoxo to a certain someone. *wink wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-4773382060996669259?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/4773382060996669259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=4773382060996669259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/4773382060996669259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/4773382060996669259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-bruise-easily.html' title='I bruise easily.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-7672170591864789491</id><published>2007-08-05T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T01:41:52.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;After so many delays and cancelations, we are finally enrolled in TH! Me and izra are attending hiphop dance classes! woot woot! It was incredibly fun! Looking forward to our next one. yaeyy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Plus i am also learning salsa through videos.. and yeah, endless list of choreographies, and ohh!! learning to play some songs on the keyboard too! he he.. the perks of living at home while studying in uni. Me prancing around the house and stabbing the keyboard.. *i am all smiles* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Soo.. what has been up? Definitely a hectic week.. classes were utterly boring! Constant yawning all through monday to friday. Gosh. That's alot of yawning! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Had my first assignment, did it, went to class and darrrrn I did it wrong!! haha. Conclusion - copy someone elses. No no just kidding! Bad, bad dya, bad!! First assignment means serious business. Means that there will be numerous more coming!! Already have 2 pending. *bore*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Enough about my boring school i love so much. (I do??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Ahh.. futsal! We had a friendly match with some strangers.. They were super! Soooo not like us! We actually have fun playing.. They on the other hand seem to be a tad too serious. But man they were good! They beat us up, bravo to them! But it wasn't a fair game.. At all! We did not have enough people as everyone seemed busy and couldn't make it. Bummer! And and since we were outnumbered, they lend us their player to play on our team but guess what!? She can't play. Like, whaaaaatt? So it didn't make any difference really, we were still outnumbered considering we had a 'tiang' as our defender. Sorry girl, but you know its true. However, we had fun. Sikit pun jadi la kan. Thats whats important! :) And thanks to them for actually inviting us to play. No grudge held here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;I feel like i am the lame-est person on earth! I have not watched Transformers!!! Its all still full booked! Gggrr... But nobody can stop me from watching it on wednesday. Even if I have to go alone, believe me I will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Alrighty then, tata for now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Going to a garage sale in the morning! How excitingg!!! wee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-7672170591864789491?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/7672170591864789491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=7672170591864789491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/7672170591864789491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/7672170591864789491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/08/long-time-coming.html' title='Long time coming!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-5094007330257321701</id><published>2007-07-30T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:15:26.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My baby passed away today. We buried her. She is gone. I am currently sobbing and feeling really weak. What did I do wrong? Perhaps I should've given her more TLC. But i did love her!! She is the first pet I have ever loved! For the 2 weeks she has been in our home, she has enlightened my life. I look forward for her to wake up so I could hold her and feed her and cradle while she falls asleep in my arms. Oh how i miss her. I used to sing to her.. She loved music. I know that. She also loved soft fabric. She would curl up in our old clothes and get lost inside the crumpled piece of material. She was the cutest, most prettiest little kitten! &lt;em&gt;sobs..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Delila baby.. Boomboom.. I love you. And I really hope that cats do have 9 lives! I miss you! I even miss your shrieking meaw-ing in the middle of the night. I am truly sorry if I did not treat you well enough. I did my best, baby. I am sorry for you.. I am sorry for myself. I am simply lonely without you. *bursting into tears yet again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-5094007330257321701?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/5094007330257321701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=5094007330257321701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5094007330257321701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5094007330257321701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/07/rip.html' title='R.I.P'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-5024422350084496999</id><published>2007-07-27T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T16:13:52.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 hours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;2 very short hours was all i had to shut my eyes! i feel like a zombie at the moment! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;I am groggy, irritated, SO not in the mood to do anything!&lt;strong&gt; except &lt;/strong&gt;play ball! :) I really hope I will be able to make it.. There are electricians here right now fixing the blown up fuse. Blame the combination of 24 hours 'on' pc, amplifier, cd player, printer and router - all plugged into one weak socket! A tragedy waiting to happen right? So now, I have to wait for them to get things done before I can leave the house. I have not even had my lunch yet and it is already 10 past 4! *tummy churning*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;i am hungry! Maybe I should just go out and get me some food. And my poor brothers! I bet they are famished! Yeah, I shall do that.. Start the ignition, ease the clutch and turbooooo... right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-5024422350084496999?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/5024422350084496999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=5024422350084496999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5024422350084496999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/5024422350084496999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/07/2-hours.html' title='2 hours.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-2145221701279100937</id><published>2007-07-26T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T02:45:57.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance like nobody's watching!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Nobody ever watches anyway, so that's easy-peasy-simple-pimple for me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Here I am, 20 past 1 in the morning designing some t-shirts for myself. I can't wait to get them printed!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;My feet is aching, so is my 'behind', and yeah..my abs! ouch! ouch! i am sooooo out of shape! to be in this much pain!? obvious aint it? That is what i have learnt from En.Saijuri (my wellness lecturer/coach/trainer-i still don't know what to refer him as!) Fitness is how we lead our daily lives without &lt;strong&gt;fatigue&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh yeah that reminds me, I am supposed to write an essay on 'Benefits of Exercise'. Due on wednesday so i still have loads of time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Crap! My mandarin dialogue! Haven't even started on that! Too late to go to China now. Tomorrow, perhaps. "I'd like to get you on a slow boat to chinaa... all to myself.. alone.. lalala.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Ahh.. the reason why i am in so much pain.. one word - futsal. Last night was extra brutal somehow.. I came back with bruises and I couldn't even get up this morning!! Lucky-duck I didn't have class today. *grin* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;You know what? Tuesday is my favourite day of the week because of footie nights. I just love it. I look forward for tuesdays! I would wait patiently for the week to cruise by. Usually extremely slowwww though..with classes and all. However I still wait. By the way, huge thanks to Leez our 'tokeh'. Love youuu!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;It is &lt;em&gt;super&lt;/em&gt; fun playing with the girls. Boys, Don't you ever &lt;strong&gt;EVER &lt;/strong&gt;say that a girl can't kick a ball! Believe you me, we kick! and kick, and kick, and we score!! Ha! In your face male goal keepers! Never underestimate us. Be caution at all times, &lt;em&gt;we just &lt;strong&gt;look&lt;/strong&gt; cute and innocent&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Tomorrow is going to be a pretty long day for mee! 4 classes! bleurghh.. I think the administration should limit our classes.. say, 2 per day!?? Possible? *battling eyelashes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;I better get some rest and prepare myself for 8 hours of lectures.. OHMYGOD waittt I've just remembered, one of the classes is being forwarded. &lt;strong&gt;That means.......&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow i have 10 hours of classes! Shucks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Good Night to me! May I have the deepest sleep tonight! (sorry for being a lil selfish, but i NEED a good nights sleep!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Mwwahhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-2145221701279100937?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/2145221701279100937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=2145221701279100937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/2145221701279100937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/2145221701279100937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/07/dance-like-nobodys-watching.html' title='Dance like nobody&apos;s watching!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-4352698953114758072</id><published>2007-07-22T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T02:43:49.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking and Feeding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Sounds like a new mom eh? Well, that is what i have been doing today, which is a sunday! Delila is still a baby so she needs &lt;em&gt;immense&lt;/em&gt; taking care of and attention. weeee she is sooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090033922745512546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/RqNu4nPvMmI/AAAAAAAAAAg/QRqW3zX06Aw/s320/boom.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Her very own milk "bottle"!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090034163263681138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/RqNvGnPvMnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/XbqxNZZW3M8/s320/boom2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Just look at that face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090035679387136658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/RqNwe3PvMpI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QoBwNDqJDrM/s320/boom3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Oh I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? me and mom baked chocolate brownies!! yum yum yumm-o! We went to get our ingredients from this baking shop "bagus" - Our new favourite shop! They sell everything from A to Z regarding baking needs. And the smell of it! The sweet scent of cakes.. oOoohh..We also (actually just &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;) made pepperonni pizzas for dinner. Delishh. :) Oh how i appreciate the kitchen more nowadays.. I find cooking reduces stress! Agree? heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;*after a few minutes of blank-ness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;I am tired and going to bed. Oh, after my bedtime reading of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Good nightttt!!!&lt;/span&gt; &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/4602291004871452912-4352698953114758072?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/4352698953114758072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=4352698953114758072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/4352698953114758072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/4352698953114758072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/07/baking-and-feeding.html' title='Baking and Feeding'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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://bp2.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/RqNu4nPvMmI/AAAAAAAAAAg/QRqW3zX06Aw/s72-c/boom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4602291004871452912.post-9091662965754076923</id><published>2007-07-22T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T22:22:18.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delila Boom..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/RqI3aXPvMkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7x8tJAZVk70/s1600-h/21-07-07_1715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089691454938231362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/RqI3aXPvMkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7x8tJAZVk70/s320/21-07-07_1715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;..is my new found obsession!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;She is the prettiest little thinggg!! &lt;em&gt;ggrrr..&lt;/em&gt; I am totally in love with her!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;It is my utmost intention to get her a gorgeous new big cage, a comfy "bed" and of course, a potty for her to do her tiny pungent businesses *smirk*. Plus plus plus, gourmet-style meals! I want her to be FAT! Oh I can't wait! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you boom!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-9091662965754076923?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/9091662965754076923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=9091662965754076923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/9091662965754076923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/9091662965754076923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/07/delila-boom.html' title='Delila Boom..'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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://bp0.blogger.com/_vvih2Hvve2I/RqI3aXPvMkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7x8tJAZVk70/s72-c/21-07-07_1715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4602291004871452912.post-1440370478997984349</id><published>2007-07-20T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T23:54:05.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teenager no more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;In 15 minutes Izra will turn 20!! you are getting old hun! (haha as if i'm soo young!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Happy happy birthday to youuuuuuu!! Wishing you lots of money, smiles and everlasting laughter! hahahaha.... the last one is very easy to achieve right? *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Thank you for the lovely dinner.. I am full to the brim! good food + great company = perfect party! I'm all smiles.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;psst: 10 more minutes!! Oh wait, 9!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;I love you Izra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;This entry is specifically dedicated to you. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;7 minutess!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;xoxoxoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-1440370478997984349?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/1440370478997984349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=1440370478997984349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/1440370478997984349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/1440370478997984349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/07/teenager-no-more.html' title='teenager no more!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-8345633629046453617</id><published>2007-07-19T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T01:38:57.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning! Morning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;The clock displays&lt;strong&gt; 9:04.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;I am inclined to get up and ready myself to go print out my assignment (which is my very own CV) and make a quick stop at the petrol station &lt;em&gt;by&lt;/em&gt; 10 because thats when Leez is coming to pick me up to go to class. That reminds me, I havent text her! (while texting..) Wont be back till 6!!!! Oh the agony of it all. Shucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Well then, I better switch myself on &lt;strong&gt;speed&lt;/strong&gt; mode. Tara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9:12.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;I clicked on 'publish post' seconds before Leez replied my text saying her class only starts at 4! i &lt;em&gt;envyyyy&lt;/em&gt; her. So.. Change of plans, I guess I'm driving then. (wish me luck for a parking space! fyi, there are &lt;strong&gt;very limited&lt;/strong&gt; parking lots available in Uitm ughhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Oh wait, why does the date says today is the 18th of July? It is the 19th ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-8345633629046453617?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/8345633629046453617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=8345633629046453617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/8345633629046453617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/8345633629046453617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/07/morning-morning.html' title='Morning! Morning!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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-4602291004871452912.post-1195790552459262007</id><published>2007-07-19T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T02:35:54.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WETnessDay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;psst: first entryyyyy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;*clearing my throat* gosh what ever for!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;okay okay, i shall begin with ABC..no no..how bout DO RE MI.. i am rambling, i know!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaanyway, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;started my day off by watching the second (or maybe third i am not sure..) part of &lt;strong&gt;V for Vendetta&lt;/strong&gt;, i know i am sooooo back dated but who cares!? After my movie-in-bed hour, which was at 9-ish in the morning (pretty darn early for someone who doesnt have classes the whole entire day! *happiness*) I got myself up from my blissful heaven a.k.a &lt;strong&gt;my bed&lt;/strong&gt; and danced my way to the bathroom for a refreshing cold shower! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Turned on the tele, attempted multiple times to 'fix' the Astro..failed miserably, gave up and headed back up to my post-tornado-location-lookalike room. I &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; get rid of this mess!!!!!! This is a crucial situation! I feel like there'll be elephants and grizzly bears here when i wake up tomorrow. So yeah, there goes my &lt;em&gt;dirty little secret&lt;/em&gt; (not anymore!) I, Nadia am a messed up messy person. Something I am &lt;em&gt;SO&lt;/em&gt; not fond of fyi. Where are my fairy godparents when i need them??? I &lt;strong&gt;wish&lt;/strong&gt; i had those two 5 inches &lt;em&gt;short&lt;/em&gt; fairies to grant my every wish&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Dya, you must really stop believing in cartoons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;It was half past 12 and i was feeling bored as ever, decided then to go get lunch for me and my 2 monkeys. Oops! i meant my brothers. (ha ha not funny ha ha). Drove to the 'IT' lunch spot which is the kopitiam in section 13, wishfully thinking there wouldnt be many people.. but hell-&lt;em&gt;oooo!! &lt;/em&gt;It was lunch time for goodness sake. The place was flooded with hungry human beings! Yes, I can also be dumb sometimes. &lt;em&gt;sue me&lt;/em&gt;. Cruised my way back to section 9 and picked up my 'hotstuph sista' jaja and settled for 1901 at the mall. (which is conveniently located inches away from my house! what a waste of petrol!) I then resided back home to deliver the dogs to the monkeys (lol). Phone rang, picked it up and it was nenek on the other line asking us to join them for lunch. I offered them my service so we drove to their apartment and took them to this new cafe in sec.9 (a spitting distance away from their crib). The weather differed, it started drizzling. Sent my grandparents back, and there I was heading towards the TNB to pay our electricity bill. I am not, i repeat&lt;strong&gt; not &lt;/strong&gt;looking forward to pay my own bills. I would love to able to live alone though but with my so called income (which concludes my allowance and study loan) i would have to live in the dark with no water. NO i am not ready to move out. I can hear a loud sigh from my mom's room. hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;By the time I got home, It was already 4 plus. Went online for a couple of minutes to check my mail.. nothing interesting. bah! Layed down, wink wink wink 5.30!! It was time to pick up my McD clan (Ween, Emma and Azie) from class as they were blank on ideas on how to kill 2 hours before our wellness club meeting at 8. By this time it was raining kittens and puppies, &lt;em&gt;pouring&lt;/em&gt; i tell you!! So I took them to SACC (Shah Alam City Centre in case you didnt know) for dinner (and shelter!) at Palma where we had mamakmia (mee goreng mamak), kueytiaw and black fungus noodles. As usual, Azie took her own sweet time making her decision on what to eat. Seriously people, she can never make her decision (On anything!). We were halfway through our meals when she finally ordered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;We left SACC with overfilled stomachs, feeling woozy we drove our way to our ever so wonderful campus (haha) Uitm. Pick-up point number 1 was kak Ina and Kina. And pick-up point number 2 was Amy. 7 of us in the car! Imagine that!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Wellness Club is undoubtedly interesting (as the teacher/coach/trainer/i-dont-know-what-to-call-him-plus-I-forgot-his-name have mentioned several times during his 2 hours long story telling period) It &lt;strong&gt;is &lt;/strong&gt;interesting in fact! I am utterly excited to be a part of this club! It is all about living a healthy lifestyle and basic stuff like how to eat right and the correct ways of excercising. Yeah, I really must pay my utmost attention to him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;He ended his 'talk' around 10.30, at that time we were all feeling drained and sleepyyy..and I was holding &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; in. (needed the loo real bad!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;After sending the girls (this time only 3) back to their designated destination, I zoomed towards home (I am afraid of car stalkers ok!) and made a beeline to the loo. *Sigh of relief*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;It was &lt;em&gt;certainly&lt;/em&gt; a Good day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4602291004871452912-1195790552459262007?l=this-is-nadia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/feeds/1195790552459262007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4602291004871452912&amp;postID=1195790552459262007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/1195790552459262007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4602291004871452912/posts/default/1195790552459262007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-nadia.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-your-marks-get-set-gooo.html' title='WETnessDay!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00373399238923874134</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></feed>
