<?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-1070357503390065943</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:26:52.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yan nia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070357503390065943.post-461173986059553503</id><published>2009-12-14T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T14:28:26.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye</title><content type='html'>Everything has officially come to an end. However, life goes on. Neither me nor Yan will be blogging here anymore. Having said that, I shall not delete this blog for it holds a lot of unforgettable memories for me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have come to a mutual agreement to be just friends. Really close friends, like how it all started. Like Bella &amp;amp; Jacob, heh. I shall not be emotional or bear grudges against him like I used to with the exes. Everything is just so different this time, I've never felt this calm going through a break up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that if we're destined to be together, we will eventually get back together. I'll leave everything to fate for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;lots of love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Nia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-461173986059553503?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/461173986059553503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/461173986059553503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/461173986059553503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye.html' title='goodbye'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-3728502865723453527</id><published>2009-12-02T19:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:39:49.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob vs Edward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SxZO6e50VLI/AAAAAAAAADU/Z3z70tmtYiE/s1600-h/taylor-lautner-recent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SxZO6e50VLI/AAAAAAAAADU/Z3z70tmtYiE/s320/taylor-lautner-recent.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410598768967177394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SxZO6e50VLI/AAAAAAAAADU/Z3z70tmtYiE/s1600-h/taylor-lautner-recent.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SxZO6OfMQXI/AAAAAAAAADM/njmYU5dF_Fs/s1600-h/taylor-lautner-stuff-you-must20281291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SxZO6OfMQXI/AAAAAAAAADM/njmYU5dF_Fs/s320/taylor-lautner-stuff-you-must20281291.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410598764560531826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SxZO6OfMQXI/AAAAAAAAADM/njmYU5dF_Fs/s1600-h/taylor-lautner-stuff-you-must20281291.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SxZO50UUEbI/AAAAAAAAADE/QNV7HtAMZl8/s1600-h/taylor-lautner-20070121-201302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SxZO50UUEbI/AAAAAAAAADE/QNV7HtAMZl8/s320/taylor-lautner-20070121-201302.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410598757535584690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG OMG OMG!! i'm soooo into Taylor Lautner a.k.a Jacob Black nowadays. he's goddamn HOT HOT HOT! arrrghh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though i watched New Moon with boyfie, that is certainly not an excuse for me NOT to drool over this hot stuff. it can't be helped, really! &amp;amp; Yan, sorry for telling you off for giving comments during the movie last Saturday. i was concentrating too much on Jacob that i didn't want any distractions. heheheheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like Edward already, even though i like the character. hehehe. ok this is so random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need food now. bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-3728502865723453527?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3728502865723453527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/jacob-vs-edward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/3728502865723453527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/3728502865723453527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/jacob-vs-edward.html' title='Jacob vs Edward'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SxZO6e50VLI/AAAAAAAAADU/Z3z70tmtYiE/s72-c/taylor-lautner-recent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070357503390065943.post-943987975578724767</id><published>2009-12-02T00:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:20:59.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is life</title><content type='html'>it's December already. oh my, time flies sooo freaking fast &amp;amp; without realising, i'm turning 21 in 5 months time! now, I truly understand why I was told that once you've reached 20, you'll feel that you're ageing very fast. &amp;amp; it seems like it was just yesterday when I celebrated my 18th birthday, with my sweet ITE mates, who had surprised me with a birthday cake &amp;amp; a birthday song just minutes before school ended. oh how i missed those times. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.. 27 more days to becoming a full time teacher. Yeah baby. I'm gonna be a teacher soon! weee! I've tendered my resignation at Warehouse. BUT, my supervisor managed to talk me out of it. &amp;amp; as a result of my colleague &amp;amp; supervisor's constant "psychoing" for me to stay, I've decided to convert to a part time at Warehouse. woah, 2 jobs eh. I feel like a supergirl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the offer that the new job had given me is soo irresistable, you know. they'll be sponsoring me for a course in April; a course which somehow,someway,is associated with Singapore &amp;amp; Temasek Poly. 5 days a week, &amp;amp; school holidays are holidays for me too! hehe, well not exactly though. the holiday i'll be getting would most probably be half of the duration of the school holidays. best per! hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. things have not been good between Yan &amp;amp; me. he's considering a break up, due to his lack of confidence in the longevity of the relationship. he strongly believes that we're going no where with this relationship from all the misunderstandings we had &amp;amp; also our future, individual's commitment to work &amp;amp; studies. hais. having said that, we're still working on it though. he's still treating me the way a girlfriend should be treated so I guessed that's good enough huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SxVKV4chRDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZN8-tbal7WU/s1600/487_casino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 308px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410312267145233458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SxVKV4chRDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZN8-tbal7WU/s320/487_casino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i'll pray that we'll have a chance to watch this building being built together. I'll make sure it happen. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-943987975578724767?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/943987975578724767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/943987975578724767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/943987975578724767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-life.html' title='this is life'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SxVKV4chRDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZN8-tbal7WU/s72-c/487_casino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070357503390065943.post-2819475246006037964</id><published>2009-11-16T01:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:50:16.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the story behind the keychain</title><content type='html'>it was a night full of arguments over silly little things. but who'd have thought that the egoistic Yan can actually be oh-so-romantically-sweet. it was really unpredictable. i was dumbfounded for a moment after i opened up the small red box which carries a keychain with 3 hearts and a pair of slippers as well as a letter, nicely &amp;amp; neatly typed &amp;amp; printed out.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; it was almost impossible to hold back my tears after reading this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Niya,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Through all the thunderstorms and darkest clouds that had been set upon me, I was looking for a hope; a beacon of light that could shine brightly even in this unpredictable, adverse conditions. Luckily for me, that beacon of light was you, Nur Saniyah. You brought me hope when I thought there wasn't any, and you showed me love that I never thought had ever existed in this current reality of mine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You may be puzzled by the fact that why I would present you with a gift out of a sudden, without any hint of anticipation or cause for a celebration.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let me tell you that I believed in presenting gifts to only a selected few whom I personally found special, deserving and most importantly, I'm very much in love with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;First and foremost, let me apologise; this gift is simple and unimaginative.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Secondly, there's a story behind it;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's not just another "normal, typical keychain". It has a special value attached to it, because it's actually a gift from one of my "kakak sedara". And she told me to give it to someone truly deserving and special (obviously you, hehe).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;And by the way, wondered if you had noticed, that three equally identical hearts and a pair of glass slippers is attached to the keychain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's a story behind that too. One of the hearts symbolizes mine, while the other heart is yours, and that leaves us with the third heart; It represents Yan Junior's Heart!! Forgotten? Yan Junior is the name of the bear that you given me!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;And how about the glass slippers? Okay, do you know the Cinderella story? It's about a girl who never believed in herself at first, was humble and possesses unrivalled hidden natural beauty which outshines her other pretty but cocky sisters. In the end, she married the guy of her dreams, the Prince Charming. And guess what? You are just like Cinderella, a girl lost in her life, but after wearing the glass slippers, she found her Prince Charming (which is ME, hehehe).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well I guessed that's all I have to say for now. And yeah, I bet you wanna sms me now after reading this, hehe. Hopefully, you'll like the simple, unimaginative but truly special gift from me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;With Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sufiyan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the assurance is very much needed. now, i don't have to feel that insecure anymore. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sweet dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-2819475246006037964?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2819475246006037964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/11/story-behind-keychain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/2819475246006037964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/2819475246006037964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/11/story-behind-keychain.html' title='the story behind the keychain'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-5680435502848506238</id><published>2009-11-07T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:46:30.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loser=me</title><content type='html'>it happened too fast.&lt;div&gt;4 months seems like 4 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have 2 wishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firstly, i wished that it never happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;secondly, i wished that i have the power to adjust time and make it remain at any time i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things always gets complicated/messed up, no matter what i did/do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guessed i was born with the word 'loser' plastered all over my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; mum would have aborted me if she knows that she's gonna give birth to a loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah, i'm talking crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-5680435502848506238?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5680435502848506238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/11/loserme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/5680435502848506238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/5680435502848506238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/11/loserme.html' title='loser=me'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-6522940318295807589</id><published>2009-10-26T11:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T11:35:19.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues</title><content type='html'>stupid bitch.&lt;div&gt;she should have the courtesy to come back to warehouse &amp;amp; pay the 100bucks for the item that i undercharged her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if its not for the 100 bucks, i would'nt be broke right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear that she'll have rashes after wearing that dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;padan muke kau!! hahahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though that incident happen almost 3 weeks ago, i'm still pissed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos if i still have that 100bucks with me, i wouldn't be bringing home-cooked food almost every single day to work. its a chore to do that, you know. &amp;amp; better, i don't have to depend on bf to pay for everything each time we go out. that really dampen my ego. it's like i'm not independent enough to pay for my own expenses. argh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on top of this unfortunate things, due to my clumsiness, i left my wallet at work yesterday. it's my off day today so... i still have to go to my workplace later to take back my wallet. irritating ey?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what a monday. &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/1070357503390065943-6522940318295807589?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6522940318295807589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/10/monday-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/6522940318295807589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/6522940318295807589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/10/monday-blues.html' title='monday blues'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-3562250261525895894</id><published>2009-10-21T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T02:00:02.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slimming jamu</title><content type='html'>its 1.25 am now and i'm still wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;i can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called bf just now and he didnt answer.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. he's probably asleep by now.&lt;br /&gt;he must be tired after a long day of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, tomorrow won't be that busy at work.&lt;br /&gt;so i could knock off early and meet the loverboy.&lt;br /&gt;cause he'll refuse to meet me if i knock off late.&lt;br /&gt;can't blame him uh.&lt;br /&gt;jumpe kejap pon tak gune kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm anxiously counting down the days to pay day.&lt;br /&gt;approximately 9 more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to shop!&lt;br /&gt;its the sales season now, whereby prices are reduced tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;and on top of that, i'm still entitled to the staff discount, not only at warehouse, but topshop, miss selfridge, dorothy perkins &amp;amp; lots more!&lt;br /&gt;now, can i say that i love retail? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach is grumbling right now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really hungry that i think i can eat a whole goat.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know if i should get something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;cos currently i'm on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;well, apparently, the bf thinks that i'm too plum and suggested that i should do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;yela, orang tu punye badan kan da hot, so the gf pun haruslah slim2, kayak model gitu.&lt;br /&gt;ishk. i don't know uh. all my friends think that i'm insane for trying to lose weight. cos they think i am neither fat nor plum at all. not even close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at the kedai jamu earlier today and i almost bought the slimming jamu.&lt;br /&gt;it was damn cheap, and i was really tempted to buy.&lt;br /&gt;but i decided not to.&lt;br /&gt;i believe i can do it in the 'natural' way. hah.&lt;br /&gt;demi kekasihku yg amat ku cintai, ku sanggup di label as crazy.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k ciao.&lt;br /&gt;good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-3562250261525895894?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3562250261525895894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/10/slimming-jamu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/3562250261525895894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/3562250261525895894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/10/slimming-jamu.html' title='slimming jamu'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-2610887119360226626</id><published>2009-09-29T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:59:05.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if its meant to be, it will be</title><content type='html'>fear ripped my stomach as he answered my question.&lt;br /&gt;it's been hardly 5 months since i encountered the last, most heartbreaking phase of life and i can foresee another one coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i hope that everything will be smooth sailing after that discussion &amp;amp; mutal agreement between us.&lt;br /&gt;*prays hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not, i shall accept whatever i'm fated for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if its meant to be, it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss July the 15th. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-2610887119360226626?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2610887119360226626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-its-meant-to-be-it-will-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/2610887119360226626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/2610887119360226626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-its-meant-to-be-it-will-be.html' title='if its meant to be, it will be'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-4222234890822269606</id><published>2009-09-24T23:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:56:45.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berdendang Mari Berdendang, Berdendang Di Seluruh Alam..</title><content type='html'>It seems like I'm having a hard time keeping myself at ease with the fact that I have to give that Silkair interview a miss. Dyamn. Nevermindlah, probably not my rezeki. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I have yet to enjoy an off day since the first day of Hari Raya which makes this year's Hari Raya the most memorable one, if you know what I mean. Only God knows how much I had/will have to endure. It feels like I'm in the girly version of Army or something. Even Army boys get to enjoy at least 2 days of free &amp;amp; easy time in a week, right Yan? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Hari Raya, I was quite amazed that I still receive green packets from all my aunts/uncles &amp;amp; also my grandparents. Its not that much though, but Alhamdulillah, better then nothing. Being a student is a bliss, even if it's just a part time one. You still get to enjoy this kind of special privileges which non-students won't be able to. Heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got pictures to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the preparation for Hari Raya-Process of making Oat/Choc Chip cookies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SrucalzgiBI/AAAAAAAAABs/LxCIuHCSej8/s1600-h/DSC01891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385069760090245138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SrucalzgiBI/AAAAAAAAABs/LxCIuHCSej8/s320/DSC01891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the ingredients for our cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/Srucb4hmTSI/AAAAAAAAACE/GSQ3fnSvSy8/s1600-h/DSC01898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385069782295268642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/Srucb4hmTSI/AAAAAAAAACE/GSQ3fnSvSy8/s320/DSC01898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin Atikah genteling the dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/Srucba5opjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UjeAEkwNoag/s1600-h/DSC01894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385069774343022130" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/Srucba5opjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UjeAEkwNoag/s320/DSC01894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the oven's timer to go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SrucbJty7OI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mNlQrOuOHJA/s1600-h/DSC01893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385069769729961186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SrucbJty7OI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mNlQrOuOHJA/s320/DSC01893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atikah posing with the ball-like dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SruccDB39JI/AAAAAAAAACM/TaZfSFZWDNI/s1600-h/DSC01892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385069785114997906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SruccDB39JI/AAAAAAAAACM/TaZfSFZWDNI/s320/DSC01892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of the cookies were too strong &amp;amp; yummy that we fail to resist the temptation of munching it. The three of us end up breaking fast even before the clock strikes 7. Heeee! shhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SrudlUSe9gI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Eyh378696wc/s1600-h/DSC01889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385071043878516226" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SrudlUSe9gI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Eyh378696wc/s320/DSC01889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before putting them in the bottles, we must let it cool down first tau! Otherwise, it won't be crispy. (mum's advice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SrudlFKXNnI/AAAAAAAAACs/u9qcmR1ZlTY/s1600-h/DSC01890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385071039817922162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SrudlFKXNnI/AAAAAAAAACs/u9qcmR1ZlTY/s320/DSC01890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; there they are. notice that some are burnt? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SrudkjJ5r3I/AAAAAAAAACk/kNdeJfMXPAY/s1600-h/DSC01896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385071030689181554" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SrudkjJ5r3I/AAAAAAAAACk/kNdeJfMXPAY/s320/DSC01896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're done with the cookies, Yan helped me to prepare sphagetti for break fast with the family. No, he didnt help. He just menyibuk and act only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SrudkfTCgLI/AAAAAAAAACc/Jb0Os1eDs48/s1600-h/DSC01897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385071029653766322" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SrudkfTCgLI/AAAAAAAAACc/Jb0Os1eDs48/s320/DSC01897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/Srudj5QiN3I/AAAAAAAAACU/xZEVTYullMA/s1600-h/DSC01899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385071019442714482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/Srudj5QiN3I/AAAAAAAAACU/xZEVTYullMA/s320/DSC01899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked like a typical housewife eh. So fat and messy with that plain-&amp;amp;-pale-looking face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I end this entry, to anyone who reads (i know its pretty late for the wish haha), Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri Maaf Zahir Batin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau ada salah dan silap, terkasar bahasa, tersinggung perasaan, harap dimaafi ya. Semoga anda semua bahagia di hari yang mulia ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night. &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/1070357503390065943-4222234890822269606?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/4222234890822269606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/berdendang-mari-berdendang-berdendang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/4222234890822269606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/4222234890822269606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/berdendang-mari-berdendang-berdendang.html' title='Berdendang Mari Berdendang, Berdendang Di Seluruh Alam..'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SrucalzgiBI/AAAAAAAAABs/LxCIuHCSej8/s72-c/DSC01891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070357503390065943.post-7493047469929328670</id><published>2009-09-15T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T00:51:18.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zombie talk</title><content type='html'>work, study, work, study, work, meet bf to study again, work again, study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a whole busy week last week due to the examinations. with limited off days, i was only granted with the opportunity of studying either before or after work most of the time. my sleeping debt is still not being paid yet. these eyebags are enough to ruin my face &amp;amp; the sudden outbreak of small tiny pimples is really damaging. god, this is infuriating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different note, i'm starting to love my days at Warehouse despite having to withstand long hours of standing &amp;amp; talking, while fasting. lol. my colleagues &amp;amp; supervisor are super nice people, i must say. i was even allowed to do the daily-5-times-a-day-prayers there. how cool is that? heh. i've come to realised that every job has its own pros and cons. for example, the working environment at macs is the most happening &amp;amp; fun but the pay sucks big time. so i guess i would just have to accept the tedious working hours even if its to the extent of making me a no-lifer. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could hardly believe that hari raya is less then a week away. well, not much preparation is done yet though. thursday shall be the day i'll give my fullest attention to the preparations. the family has decided to go black this year; a color that really suits my mood for raya, if you know what i mean. Yan is wearing black also; like that fact can make a difference gitu. lol. its not like as if we're going to go out raya-ing together or something unless both of us decided to AWOL. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm typing like a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;i give up.&lt;br /&gt;i'm paying my debt now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-7493047469929328670?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7493047469929328670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/zombie-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/7493047469929328670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/7493047469929328670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/zombie-talk.html' title='zombie talk'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-2009066102314656791</id><published>2009-09-03T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:52:20.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets learn physics today!</title><content type='html'>i've heard people saying that when two people have too many things in common, think alike &amp; have similar personalities, they won't get along well with each other in a relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like how magnets work; the law of magnetic poles states that like poles repel each other- when the north pole meets another north pole, they'll repel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i strongly believe that relationships are just like magnets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine this, how would a couple settle/solve an argument, when both have the same temper, same level of ego? nothing will be solved unless one decided to give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or how is it possible for them to show affection towards each other when both are too egoistic &amp; expect one another to make the first move in showing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i truly understand the term 'my other half'. i think that the other half has to be exactly the same as that person himself/herself in terms of everything, to the extent of having similar features until its almost possible to trick others into thinking that they're brothers &amp; sisters. in case you haven't got a clue of what i'm talking about, take a look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s909.photobucket.com/albums/ac298/yan_nia/?action=view&amp;current=6160_155367922523_765937523_3503-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac298/yan_nia/6160_155367922523_765937523_3503-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s909.photobucket.com/albums/ac298/yan_nia/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01638-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac298/yan_nia/DSC01638-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also this (our most prominent feature;the bug tooth. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s909.photobucket.com/albums/ac298/yan_nia/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01639-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac298/yan_nia/DSC01639-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this is totally out of context. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if this relationship has the potential to really work out. i'm starting to have doubts. not because of the existence of a third party, but because of the too much similarities in us. having alot of similarities is good in certain ways; it helps alot when it comes to understanding each other. but when it comes to other things, darah aku up to the max siol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having said all those, i will still put in my very best for this. i hope that this 'like poles' will attract each other just like the 'unlike poles' do. heh. i'll endure all the complications &amp; imperfections of this relationship. i'm too tired to play the game of 'breaking up &amp; patching up' again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a grown up girl afterall. &lt;br /&gt;ceh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-2009066102314656791?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/2009066102314656791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-learn-physics-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/2009066102314656791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/2009066102314656791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-learn-physics-today.html' title='lets learn physics today!'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-7066799293690594281</id><published>2009-08-29T08:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T01:10:52.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate myself for making the wrong decision</title><content type='html'>i feel like screaming out loud for making the wrong decision!&lt;br /&gt;i regretted resigning Mac, &amp;amp; working full time at Warehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though first day at Warehouse wasnt as bad as i'd initially assumed it would be, i can already foresee all the 'bad events' that is gonna happen pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the reason for that is because, i'm a full time there. &amp;amp; full time have to be really comitted to the job. regardless you're sick, regardless you're having some important event going on, if you have to attend work, means you have to attend. mak bapak kau mati pon kene datang keje agaknye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i requested to be excused just for tomorrow &amp;amp; monday as i have extra class on sunday due to the upcoming examinations, &amp;amp; monday, cos i have an appointment with the doctor at SGH. to my horror, my request was rejected. and worst, the roster for the whole month of September is already out &amp;amp; to my horror plus surprise plus shock plus dont-know-what-lah, i was scheduled to work on Hari Raya itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i hated most about working somewhere whereby my colleagues are mostly malays. hari raya pon susah nak dapat off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you, wing tai &amp;amp; warehouse. bleargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-7066799293690594281?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7066799293690594281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-myself-for-making-wrong-decision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/7066799293690594281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/7066799293690594281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-myself-for-making-wrong-decision.html' title='i hate myself for making the wrong decision'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-7301832300073763316</id><published>2009-08-24T23:12:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:44:45.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogger is sick again</title><content type='html'>Blogger is such an irritant. I feel like shifting to another blogging network just so that I won't have to face such problems again. But, it's too troublesome lah. 'guessed i'll just have to bear with it till it recovers again which, I have no idea when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s909.photobucket.com/albums/ac298/yan_nia/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Warehouse20shop20front20sml.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac298/yan_nia/Warehouse20shop20front20sml.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss Selfridge&lt;/em&gt; have officially disowned me to give &lt;em&gt;Warehouse&lt;/em&gt; the opportunity to adopt me. Hehe. Okay i know this sound pretty absurd. Truth is, the &lt;em&gt;Wing Tai&lt;/em&gt; company decided to allocate me at &lt;em&gt;Warehouse, Raffles City&lt;/em&gt; instead of &lt;em&gt;Miss Selfridge, Paragon.&lt;/em&gt; Argh! another high-end boutique, well at least it is to me, due to the over-priced items sold there. I've been wondering how am I supposed to handle the highly-demanding customers. Customers in F&amp;amp;B line is already bad enough, I can't imagine how it's gonna be like in a boutique. As much as i'm excited to start this new job, the fear of not being able to adapt to a whole new working environment is indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, speaking about jobs, i'm already starting to miss teaching &lt;em&gt;BADLY&lt;/em&gt;. &amp;amp; the reason why I'm not working there anymore is because, the parents of my kids &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i was referring to my students)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;have complained &amp;amp; questioned the principal regarding the different teachers taking over my form class. They dislike the idea of their children being taught by different teachers everyday. &amp;amp; this only happen because I have to take MC or half day every now &amp;amp; then just to pay a regular visit to my &lt;em&gt;BESTFRIEND &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the hospital)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. All thanks to my eyes! Stupid eyes! I was soo looking forward to the &lt;em&gt;Sports Day&lt;/em&gt; when the doctor announced that I have to be hospitalized. There goes my effort of training &amp;amp; getting them prepared for the event. Haizzzz. I miss being called &lt;em&gt;"teacher Nia".&lt;/em&gt; I was lucky enough to have lots &amp;amp; lots of photos with the kids &amp;amp; especially, these 2 videos to ease the feeling of missing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5d237244f3998509" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5d237244f3998509%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331542536%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20E5E35E7F6B1942694E4651CA01A0C268B13911.4C198864EA5DF94B26EDDE4A339427C508E9533C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5d237244f3998509%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOE7RevaGAD7I3hsUIMrK1XjLUgA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5d237244f3998509%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331542536%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20E5E35E7F6B1942694E4651CA01A0C268B13911.4C198864EA5DF94B26EDDE4A339427C508E9533C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5d237244f3998509%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOE7RevaGAD7I3hsUIMrK1XjLUgA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the too-smart-for nursery boy who's very very obedient. he's the smallest &amp;amp; the cutest therefore, he's my favourite nursery kid. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-66d5799a2155905c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D66d5799a2155905c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331542536%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52DE8C47F152F2C6A3F6C75AE4DAFD0516D1C9B4.5EB8714E69114EEA56BBBFAEEB0BA0F6A483AA71%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D66d5799a2155905c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj6o_wPsNDpS4Wof5VGVw_FZrpTc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D66d5799a2155905c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331542536%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52DE8C47F152F2C6A3F6C75AE4DAFD0516D1C9B4.5EB8714E69114EEA56BBBFAEEB0BA0F6A483AA71%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D66d5799a2155905c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj6o_wPsNDpS4Wof5VGVw_FZrpTc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the girl who initially told me the story of "when i was a baby, i was beautiful &amp;amp; i cried really loud" but when i started recording, she changed it to "when i was a baby, my mum give me milk." how adorable. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Time flies so fast &amp;amp; before you realise it, the 3rd day of fasting is already over. Alhamdulillah, I managed to complete all 3 days though I was faced with lots of so called &lt;em&gt;cobaan&lt;/em&gt;. Heh. Yan &amp;amp; myself break fast together on the first day at Pastamania. Well i suppose that's something new to us cos usually the first day is reserved for family right? But since I won't be seeing him till next Monday &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(fuuuhh. lama banget tu! another cobaan!),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i decided to sacrifice my reserved day for the family to spend time with him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Ceh macam faham ajer!)&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s909.photobucket.com/albums/ac298/yan_nia/?action=view&amp;amp;current=buka.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac298/yan_nia/buka.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till whenever.&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-7301832300073763316?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7301832300073763316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-is-sick-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/7301832300073763316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/7301832300073763316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-is-sick-again.html' title='blogger is sick again'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-7533460835028109846</id><published>2009-08-23T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T11:38:09.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reality In A Green Uniform</title><content type='html'>With literally &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4-and-a-half months&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to go before i &lt;strong&gt;fully served&lt;/strong&gt; my National Service liability (serving the country), i initially expect life to be more relaxed, filled with unlimited off-days and less- demanding tasks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine my &lt;strong&gt;surprise&lt;/strong&gt; when i check the upcoming schedule for the months ahead leading to &lt;strong&gt;ORD&lt;/strong&gt;; it's &lt;strong&gt;worse&lt;/strong&gt; than i could foresee. Not to mention the &lt;strong&gt;unreasonable amount of weekend&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;duties&lt;/strong&gt; they throw on me, i had to fulfill certain challenging tasks. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is so unfair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; when especially you're in the army. &lt;strong&gt;You stay in camp for 5days in a row&lt;/strong&gt;, and only get to bookout on weekends, which consists of saturdays and half of sundays. Now its more suckier than that; they expect u to &lt;strong&gt;bookout later on saturday mornings and book in earlier on sundays&lt;/strong&gt;! What? Are they even human? Ive got a family, friends, and a &lt;strong&gt;girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt; to spent time with, and they dont give a shit bout it. :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatahell, ive been enduring this, cos ive &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;missed tons of plans&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (i missed chalet gatherings, bbq, vacations) thanks to army! Disgusting! Absurd! Apalling! I feel like filling up this blog with every adjective/vocab that i could think of. And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;army pay sucks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, big time! You've paid &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;600plus bucks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for suffering in camp 5days a week, with the prospect of outfield camping in horrendously scary jungles such as tekong and not to mention the discipline/regimentation and lack of free time involved! Mix abit of army politics and there you have it; the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;perfect worst-paid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; job that you could ever imagine! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare to those in &lt;strong&gt;civil defence&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;police force&lt;/strong&gt; which has relatively &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;higher pay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;better welfare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;more off-days/leave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and you'll get what i mean. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is the government trying to say that the Army is pale in comparison to the Home Team?&lt;br /&gt;We in green sweat out tears and blood, got covered by grime and dirt, and spent most of our two years in camp doing nothing but the same ol' boring routine over, and over again...and the pay still suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4and-a-half months&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yan, just tahan and then you could kiss army ass goodbye! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER 13th, HERE I COME!!! X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, at least there's something positive that i could get out of being in the army, cos its so &lt;strong&gt;demanding, disciplined, stressful, with great emphasis placed on high-efficiency, zero-errors and even-higher expectations from your superiors&lt;/strong&gt;, that &lt;strong&gt;you're confident that you could handle the tougher real-working world later in life. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PIECE OF CAKE! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-7533460835028109846?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7533460835028109846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/reality-in-green-uniform.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/7533460835028109846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/7533460835028109846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/reality-in-green-uniform.html' title='The Reality In A Green Uniform'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-5361090604607580899</id><published>2009-08-19T14:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:25:23.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Selfridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/Souic7LRpJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yibzvyTLRI8/s1600-h/missel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371565598374470802" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/Souic7LRpJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yibzvyTLRI8/s320/missel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After searching high and low for a permanent full time job, I finally found one. But its not exactly the type of job that I really wanted tho, in fact, its a job I've always hated because of the super long hours of standing and putting on that fake smile regardless what happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its Miss Selfridge, which items are way beyond my affordibility therefore, I have never make a purchase there. Pathetic right. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; worst, they have placed me at the Paragon's outlet; a bit too far away from home. If I'm still using the ezlink card with the double beep, I wouldnt be complaining about this. This is certainly my last resort since I can't get an office job, near home. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. Gotta stop complaining already &amp;amp; be thankful instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah. Heee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-5361090604607580899?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5361090604607580899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/miss-selfridge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/5361090604607580899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/5361090604607580899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/miss-selfridge.html' title='Miss Selfridge'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/Souic7LRpJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yibzvyTLRI8/s72-c/missel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070357503390065943.post-6459890840935804269</id><published>2009-08-17T00:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T07:06:05.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SogwWtLtrvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BzF1a9G0UOQ/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370595722283298546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SogwWtLtrvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BzF1a9G0UOQ/s320/page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger has finally recovered. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another time well spent together. We had initially planned to go to West Coast Park however, due to the bad weather, we figured out something better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so, we decided to go over to his house as he desperately wanted to show off how big his house was and how neat &amp;amp; tidy his bedroom was. So action. menyampah haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he impressed me with this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fbd581b9c33d6b94" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfbd581b9c33d6b94%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331542536%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B4BFF1191A70C17DB0F1A104517921D7C169D40.563D8EE11D44F88C4D298003DC6DA664CEF3BE1F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfbd581b9c33d6b94%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKgCHAKNwV1H1UdpkPc4M53zmyAw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfbd581b9c33d6b94%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331542536%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B4BFF1191A70C17DB0F1A104517921D7C169D40.563D8EE11D44F88C4D298003DC6DA664CEF3BE1F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfbd581b9c33d6b94%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKgCHAKNwV1H1UdpkPc4M53zmyAw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hands (or fingers?) were trembling badly cos he was nervous as that was the first time he 'performed' infront of a girl. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit this, but seeing him on the keyboard playing such sweet song, had me 'melting' unnecessarily. I could have fainted, if I wanted to (exaggerating).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm neither good with words nor do I have such great vocab to be able to come up with fanciful words to express my gratitude, but I want you to know that I'm really grateful to have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything you've done, especially for the past few days (whereby i felt so pampered,hehe);&lt;br /&gt;-thanks for the dress&lt;br /&gt;-thanks for the belt&lt;br /&gt;-thanks for the movie&lt;br /&gt;-thanks for making my dream come true&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;amp; most importantly, thanks for the time spent together&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want December to happen, please. Heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to find couples sharing blogs or other online social networks together very disturbing cos most of them tend to show off how deeply in love &amp;amp; how obsessed they are towards each other but look, I think I'm the one who's obsessed now. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this sharing of blog thingy is completely a bad idea. Yes? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-6459890840935804269?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fbd581b9c33d6b94&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/6459890840935804269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-has-finally-recovered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/6459890840935804269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/6459890840935804269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-has-finally-recovered.html' title=''/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SogwWtLtrvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BzF1a9G0UOQ/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070357503390065943.post-8391345792774657750</id><published>2009-08-13T15:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:12:03.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-touch.swf" height="390" width="235" style="width:235px;height:390px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-touch.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=27251327&amp;path=2009/08/13&amp;mycolor=222222&amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false&amp;ow=235&amp;oh=390"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/27251327" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" title="Get Music Tracks!" style="border-style:none;" alt="Music"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" title="Create A Playlist!" style="border-style:none;" alt="Playlist"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;Music Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't help it. i have to blog about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was greeted with this message early this morning;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Jika ditanya tentang cinta, mcm-mcm jawapannye tau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada cinta yg bawa ceria, dan ada yg merana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada yg sanggup berkorban ape sahaja, hilang kwn dan keluarga, lebih baik cinta pada yg Esa kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau benar cinta itu buta, siapakah yg akan jadi mangsanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau cinta itu cinta setia, kita akan nangis dan ketawa bersama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau kita boley beli cinta, berape pula harganya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan derita kerna cinta, kerna cinta itu bahagia..hehe x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku mencintai mu..&lt;br /&gt;Muacks!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i think it's funny, please? so much for &lt;i&gt;"i tak dengar uh lagu melayu"&lt;/i&gt;. hahaha! but it was a great effort to make my day though, really appreciate it. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and his reason for liking the song, &lt;i&gt;"i like the song cos of its positive perspective of love, and it brings positive thoughts to it.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ceh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-8391345792774657750?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8391345792774657750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/cinta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/8391345792774657750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/8391345792774657750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/cinta.html' title='cinta'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-7186650852630846599</id><published>2009-08-12T10:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:36:53.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dull</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s909.photobucket.com/albums/ac298/yan_nia/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6169_1192122451338_1476708423_48685.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac298/yan_nia/6169_1192122451338_1476708423_48685.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i hate to use photobucket.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to blog badly, but blogger is being such a bitch nowadays. i don't know if the problem lies with my computer &amp;amp; lappy or blogger itself. all the buttons above doesn't seem to be working &amp;amp; it is so frustrating! i've waited for days, and the buttons are still not functioning. maybe just a short, dull entry will do for now. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm feeling sooo much better now. no more headaches, no more backaches, &amp;amp; no more vomitting. yay! &amp;amp; this would not have happen if Yan didn't take good care of me on Saturday &amp;amp; gave me some useful tips to get rid of it. i didn't know that minyak kapak work wonders! i know this is weird but honestly, neither me, nor my family ever use minyak kapak before. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, speaking of him makes me miss him badly. wth. i'm anxiously counting down the days to Sunday, when i can finally get to see him. oh wells, i guess it's true when they say that absence makes the heart grow fonder. heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gawd. this entry is so pathetic. only Yan is capable of coming up with something interesting to write about. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; for now, i'd better start on my revision for the upcoming class test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to me! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-7186650852630846599?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7186650852630846599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/dull.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/7186650852630846599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/7186650852630846599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/dull.html' title='dull'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-207763004126645466</id><published>2009-08-08T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T12:35:55.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Of You</title><content type='html'>okay, i hate to say this, but there's this song which is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clearly embedded&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in my mind, which never fails to &lt;strong&gt;remind me of her&lt;/strong&gt;, whenever i listen to it, and it's &lt;em&gt;"thinking of you"&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Katy Perry&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this song, cos it's so &lt;strong&gt;"girly"&lt;/strong&gt; and so &lt;strong&gt;naive&lt;/strong&gt; and it's a &lt;strong&gt;female perspective&lt;/strong&gt; of a &lt;strong&gt;broken-down relationship&lt;/strong&gt; she had with the ex. but somehow, the song &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;reminds me of niya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. maybe cos back then when i used to check out her blog (her own personal blog, not this one), this &lt;em&gt;"thinking of you"&lt;/em&gt; song out of a sudden plays in the background, blaring through my speakers, startling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;novelty of it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the song has somehow &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;captured my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, in a way that it &lt;strong&gt;never fails to remind me of niya&lt;/strong&gt;, and i naturally shift from a "i-hate-this-song" to a "whoa-i-love-this-song" mindset. and now, "&lt;em&gt;thinking of you&lt;/em&gt;" is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;must-listen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me everytime i used my ipod, although the lyrics doesn't fit in very well with me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;niya&lt;/strong&gt;, if you're reading this, imagine this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i listen to "&lt;em&gt;thinking of you&lt;/em&gt;", i will literally &lt;strong&gt;miss you badly&lt;/strong&gt;, sweet right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, i know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan Sufiyan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-207763004126645466?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/207763004126645466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/thinking-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/207763004126645466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/207763004126645466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/thinking-of-you.html' title='Thinking Of You'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-3772560831002703496</id><published>2009-08-06T20:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:34:46.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want my health back</title><content type='html'>The side effect from the don't-know-what puncture I had on my spine is killing me. The pain is beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can neither stand nor sit up straight, much less leaving my bed for more then 15 minutes. The drowsiness is enough to take my concious away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss work and I wanna attend class badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days outcast from the outside world is enough for me &amp;amp; I'm definitely going to waste that 34 days of MC. Anyone wants it? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get well by Saturday so that I could meet Yan. I miss him so fucking much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, give me back my health please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-3772560831002703496?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/3772560831002703496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-my-health-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/3772560831002703496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/3772560831002703496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-my-health-back.html' title='i want my health back'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-7291985234926034542</id><published>2009-08-03T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:36:26.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How it all started</title><content type='html'>Yan gave me a week to write a "composition" about him &amp;amp; it only took me a day to complete it. The hospital stay brought me some inspiration on what to write about. Hehe. Thank goodness, there's wireless connection here, or else, I'll be bored to death by now. Hopefully, I could be discharge by tomorrow. This place is giving me the creeps. Bleeaarrgh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is. Pardon me for my weak vocabulary, I'm not good in writing. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything started when I was informed by Irfah that her cousin wanted to get to know me via Facebook.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was fine with it, however, loyalty towards the worthless ex-boyfriend at that point of time had cause the reluctance to entertain his comments and messages in Facebook. In fact, I had rather found him a little too annoying for spamming my Facebook wall and photos for almost every weekend while me, on the other hand, did not even bother checking out his profile nor his photos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But, despite being ignored for months, his determination in capturing my attention was still as strong as ever. His continuous efforts and perserverance finally caught my attention.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I started browsing through his profile, as well as his photos and surprisingly, I was somehow attracted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I began responding to his comments and messages since I was officially unattached by then. And after a few MSN conversations, I willingly gave my number to him, get to know him better, became closer, and unexpectedly, fallen for him. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Md Sufiyan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-gentleman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-knowledgeable, smart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-respectable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-loving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-compassionate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-wise, mature&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-romantic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-simple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-hardly smokes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-have the same standard of religious knowledge as me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-decent family background&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-think alike, able to relate well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-understanding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conclusion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is highly natural for a girl like me, to be traumatized by her past relationship, but that does not mean that all guys are the same, not all guys are qualified to be a jerk. Therefore, I should change this whole perspective I had towards guys, and learn how to trust him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To simplify it all, he has everything I'm looking for in a guy. And on top of that, I have always wanted someone who could not only impressed me, but also my parents. I finally got mum's approval of seeing a guy after years since I first started dating and soon, it'll be my dad's turn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am unconditionally, irrevocably &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sounds familiar eh? hehe)&lt;/span&gt; in love with Sufiyan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-7291985234926034542?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/7291985234926034542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-it-all-started.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/7291985234926034542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/7291985234926034542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-it-all-started.html' title='How it all started'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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-1070357503390065943.post-5794489348353061220</id><published>2009-08-03T01:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T01:58:03.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Sufiyan,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SnXSoAD_EAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cZXDrZ0oHa0/s1600-h/4280_104835622523_765937523_2593432_1999693_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365426115735130114" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SnXSoAD_EAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cZXDrZ0oHa0/s320/4280_104835622523_765937523_2593432_1999693_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SnXSNBOv19I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ftuaL24zKHM/s1600-h/4280_104835622523_765937523_2593432_1999693_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SnXSNBOv19I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ftuaL24zKHM/s1600-h/4280_104835622523_765937523_2593432_1999693_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy 21st birthday syg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you have a wonderful year ahead&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga panjang umur dan murah rezeki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: i'm sorry, again, for not being able to do anything for your birthday. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of love, Nia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-5794489348353061220?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/5794489348353061220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-to-you-happy-birthday-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/5794489348353061220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/5794489348353061220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-to-you-happy-birthday-to.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RMmfRisdulU/SnXSoAD_EAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cZXDrZ0oHa0/s72-c/4280_104835622523_765937523_2593432_1999693_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1070357503390065943.post-8290995073248670574</id><published>2009-08-02T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T01:10:37.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nia,  an insight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nur Saniyah. First saw her at Baybeats 2008, with my cousin Irfah. I was instantly attracted to her innocence and her cuteness. However, several attempts to get her number was blocked by Irfah, who strongly feel that Nia deserved her then-boyfriend. I gave up instantly.&lt;br /&gt;February, early 2009, I came home from one of my "guys-nite-out" feeling depressed, lonely, and growing desperate after 3-and-a-half years of unattached singlehood. I remembered her (nia) again, smsed Irfah, literally begging her for Nia's number. Again, she refused but suggested instead adding Nia via Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I neither had a Facebook account before, nor the interest to create one, but somehow I relented due to the prospect of knowing Nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created an account immediately and added her. To my dismay, Nia ignored me. But my fighting spirit was there, and I religiously send her messages to attract her attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later-June. After the Taiwan "vacation", I was faced with news of Nia being single, and with newfound determination, I got her number, text-ed her, kissed her and most importantly, fallen for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nur Saniyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-very cute personality&lt;br /&gt;-innocent persona&lt;br /&gt;-smart&lt;br /&gt;-hardworking&lt;br /&gt;-loving&lt;br /&gt;-knows her priorities&lt;br /&gt;-exceptional maturity&lt;br /&gt;-reliable, trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;-potential spouse&lt;br /&gt;-great chemistry&lt;br /&gt;-i'm in love with her&lt;br /&gt;-stable family&lt;br /&gt;-not materialistic&lt;br /&gt;-adores children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great chemistry does not translate into a successful r'ship. For example, Kate Winslet and Leonardo Dicaprio shares an excellent off and on screen chemistry but they are not an item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion&lt;br /&gt;Acceptance of her past is the key that would strengthen our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited 3 years for someone like her, and everything I worked hard to achieve would be lost if I did not change my ways. Well, my love for her is unimaginable, a match entirely made in heaven, and I will not let this one go. Yes, she's the one I'm looking for all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1070357503390065943-8290995073248670574?l=love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/feeds/8290995073248670574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/nia-insight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/8290995073248670574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1070357503390065943/posts/default/8290995073248670574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-willalwaysfindaway.blogspot.com/2009/08/nia-insight.html' title='Nia,  an insight'/><author><name>yan nia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11324547768933839403</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>
