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I know y'all have been waiting for my new post from the past two months that you finally quit reading. Sabo.. sabo.. Anyway, I have a lot of stuffs that I wanted to blog but time keeps running away from me. When you add the state of laziness to that, a deserted blog is what you see. Don't worry y'all, one of my resolutions for this year to be active in blogging. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eB6XgsEx3Zs/TxeYy7kCTxI/AAAAAAAABWg/czg83Lw_t7M/s1600/Untitled%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eB6XgsEx3Zs/TxeYy7kCTxI/AAAAAAAABWg/czg83Lw_t7M/s320/Untitled%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699191854210371346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the time I wrote this entry, I am officially a real working English teacher after being unemployed for eight months! EIGHT MONTHS Y'ALL! I better stop complaining. I just want to be grateful because I was finally called to report for duty three days ago. And alhamdulillah, I am one of the teachers at SMKA Tun Datu Mustapha which is 20 minutes from Kota Kinabalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited y'all! I feel like sharing all my experiences in this one entry. (Thank God I didn't, right?) I am really looking forward to teaching these future generations and with God's will, I will strive to blossom into a better teacher in this school. Wish me luck y'all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The title of this entry refers to the 1998 song by Jim Brickman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376704426668911167-4205574641148497926?l=soul-of-december.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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From the past several weeks, I have been attuned to Katy Perry's latest single, "The One That Got Away." Y'all please don't run away cuz I ain't gonna talk about that song in this entry, actin' like I'ma professional reviewer. Scrap that thang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqxE5OmuRMc/TrzFOwnLCqI/AAAAAAAABVk/wh7luHp31u4/s1600/emotions-angry-girl.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqxE5OmuRMc/TrzFOwnLCqI/AAAAAAAABVk/wh7luHp31u4/s400/emotions-angry-girl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673626487938026146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The song made me cry!! I want my mommy!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a question for y'all. Whoever manages to answer it honestly will receive a standing ovation from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5i59rBCriI/TrzF1ORlcXI/AAAAAAAABVw/sZNpOQ5teqs/s1600/Nahariya%2Bkids%2Bapplaud.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5i59rBCriI/TrzF1ORlcXI/AAAAAAAABVw/sZNpOQ5teqs/s400/Nahariya%2Bkids%2Bapplaud.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673627148735574386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"That's why we love you boy! Keep it up!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay y'all better stop clapping. Everyone shushhh! Zip your mouth. Okay, I want to ask y'all a question. Have y'all ever met someone whom y'all feel very attached to and then y'all suddenly get separated due to some reason? Y'all feel as if both of you were meant for each other but sadly y'all get separated because of fate. If your answer is no, y'all are so dang lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQHLWj-fZzE/TrzJ2E0FJII/AAAAAAAABV8/NpPHiojFNmo/s1600/CONFUSED.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQHLWj-fZzE/TrzJ2E0FJII/AAAAAAAABV8/NpPHiojFNmo/s400/CONFUSED.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673631561422283906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Siapa keliru pegi berdiri di belakang, tengok dinding!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Attention! If y'all are confused about my question just now, y'all better go to the back of the class and face the wall quietly. I want to share something with y'all. Last year, I knew ABC (not a real name) whom I could really relate to. We both had the chemistry but all of a sudden, ABC went missing. Even until now. Can y'all imagine that? Sometimes I wonder if only I kept in touch with ABC, we could be something by now and most importantly, I don't have to say that ABC were the one that got away. But never mind y'all. I always believe that there is a blessing in disguise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I hope y'all will not go missing like ABC as well. Because if y'all are gone, I will be ashamed to say y'all are the one that got away. Okay, y'all at the back, y'all can stop facing the wall and go back to your seat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: The title of this entry refers to the 2010 by &lt;u&gt;Katy Perry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376704426668911167-6713376311310708225?l=soul-of-december.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I could not be more than thankful enough to a friend of mine who managed to secure an assignment worth of RM200 for me. Personally, I truly cherish the effort considering the fact that I am jobless at the moment and doing the assignment will guarantee me an income (a short-lived income, actually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is a major problem with this particular assignment - it is actually out of my league, y'all. Wayyyy beyond my comfort zone. Because instead of answering questions that are related with my background as a TESL graduate, the assignment is actually about economy! Girrrllllll~ I aint know nothin' about economy! Y'all know anythin' about economy? I know nothin' about economy! It's like asking a teacher to fly an airplane, y'all. No, it's like climbing a mountain without any tools! Y'all know how difficult it is? Bak kata kak senduk, "termeninggal akak!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBTBixU5tlw/TrtkAVsgY2I/AAAAAAAABVM/1OCFPIlMjWU/s400/angry-kid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673238112589865826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I have just learned how to stand up! Now you want me to run?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;You see this sand in my hands?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I already rejected the offer considering the fact that I could not do it. But you see, my rejection was also rejected y'all! How come a rejection can also be rejected! It's not fair, y'all! Now I have two days left before the due date. Y'all know how short is that period? Try breathe in and breathe out for once - it's that short y'all! UWAAAAA &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*lari keluar cybercafe sambil menangis teresak-esak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqJk4mRE-Qg/TrtjYJ3D7NI/AAAAAAAABVA/3rNCkEWMRlY/s400/image251351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673237422218144978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;You ask me to climb a mountain! But I ain't a mount climber!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't fair! No! No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The title of this entry refers to the 2003 song by &lt;u&gt;Jet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376704426668911167-7055438411004303526?l=soul-of-december.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have just found out that I have been tagged by Aemy on her blog! Sorry for the late reply dear! So without wasting any more time, put on your seat belt and be prepared for a fabulous journey! Yihaaaaa~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TERMS &amp;amp; CONDITIONS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.You must &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;post these rules&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2.Each person must post &lt;u&gt;11 things about themselves&lt;/u&gt; in their journal.&lt;br /&gt;3.Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post. And &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;create eleven new questions&lt;/span&gt; for the people you tagged to answer.&lt;br /&gt;4.You have to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;choose 11 people to tag&lt;/span&gt; and link them on the post.&lt;br /&gt;5.Go to their page and tell them you have tagged HIM/HER&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;No tag back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.No stuff in the tagging section about "YOU ARE TAGGED IF YOU ARE READING THIS" YOU LEGITIMATELY (a.k.a REALLY, TRUST, WITH ALL HONESTY) have tagged 11 people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SO PEOPLE! THESE ARE 11 THINGS ABOUT ME THAT SOME OF YOU DON'T KNOW. CAN YOU HANDLE IT? Aiseh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SG11a7tqvk8/Trog4r9-xVI/AAAAAAAABTo/sd_L5twFBpg/s1600/Me%2521%2BMe%2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SG11a7tqvk8/Trog4r9-xVI/AAAAAAAABTo/sd_L5twFBpg/s400/Me%2521%2BMe%2521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672882838874015058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch. I just notice that this entry is so COLOURFUL! Dush dush!! Anyway, Dear Aemy, below are my responses for your fabulous questions~ Hold on tight! It's gonna be a BUMPY ride! Dush!! Dush!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Best thing you've ever eaten?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@}-- I would probably say Wendy's.&lt;br /&gt;Yup! Fast food, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;b) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Your favourite superhero?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@}-- I actually don't have any favourite superhero.&lt;br /&gt;But since I have to choose,&lt;br /&gt;I would probably go with Spiderman,&lt;br /&gt;just because I love the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Your favourite music video?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@}-- This is tough! I have dozens of favourites!&lt;br /&gt;If I have to pick one, it would be Gaga's Alejandro.&lt;br /&gt;Just because it really stunned me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/niqrrmev4mA?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/niqrrmev4mA?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Do you prefer books or movies? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@}-- I prefer movies. Because I can watch it&lt;br /&gt;while eating KFC or McD or even popcorn!&lt;br /&gt;Books need a lot of imagination and I have learned that&lt;br /&gt;my imagination is always wilder than&lt;br /&gt;what is stated in the book. Ops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;5) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The most inspirational quotes I've ever read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@}-- "Life is a dick, if it gets hard, just fuck it!" - So true y'all.&lt;br /&gt;@}-- "Experience is a hard teacher&lt;br /&gt;because it gives the test first, the lesson afterwards."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Your favourite joke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@}-- Any joke that is told by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noor Azlina Jimin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Just because the effect is always everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The best candid photo of yours (I mean, the real candid)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IeyJF7tVUvQ/TrozbwQl47I/AAAAAAAABUY/WUk4kE5LBas/s400/Candid.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672903232530539442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Things that make you want to cry every time you think about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@}-- The death of my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;9) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Things that make you want to laugh every time you think about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@}-- Kak Senduk's entries!&lt;br /&gt;Especially the tudung one! SUPER EPIC peepz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;First thing you notice on someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@}-- Toe nails? Bersih ka kotor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;11) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;What do you wish this last questions would be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kamu suda posting ka&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;" This would be EPIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;AND NOW...&lt;br /&gt;THE ELEVEN QUESTIONS THAT I HAVE CREATED ARE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NuUcpbyE5sI/Trouf4zTgjI/AAAAAAAABUA/-weFpQ_vozY/s1600/Can%2BYou%2Bhandle%2Bthese.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 600px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NuUcpbyE5sI/Trouf4zTgjI/AAAAAAAABUA/-weFpQ_vozY/s400/Can%2BYou%2Bhandle%2Bthese.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672897805984956978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MY LUCKY WINNERS ARE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://azim387.blogspot.com/"&gt;Azim Saidon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://azienazri.blogspot.com/"&gt;Azie Nazri&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://fikku-fiq.blogspot.com/"&gt;Afiq&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://kyraisyah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kyra Aishah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://haneul-bluesky.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nadirah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://syafiqfadeli.blogspot.com/"&gt;Syafiq&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://dewibatrishya.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dewi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://sayazawanibadri.blogspot.com/"&gt;Zawani&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://hotsexywickedlyattractive.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aiman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://khakihaku.blogspot.com/"&gt;Khaleeqa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Steve Jobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The title of this entry refers to the 2004 song by &lt;u&gt;Kelly Clarkson&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376704426668911167-6721143127147965076?l=soul-of-december.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aVzyxfThlDk/TrN1i8qusmI/AAAAAAAABSg/s-fX5eUH9Ew/s320/Grad%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671005599050936930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recipients of Vice Chancellor Award: Sir, Me, Van, Elin, Nui. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uAj2wiQ46TY/TrN1bbZYjBI/AAAAAAAABSU/FeQ9TU1_Wgg/s320/Grad%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671005469860727826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lady V, I'm loving this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WnI26XTl9AA/TrN1QJDs2rI/AAAAAAAABSI/K-rhZxscp3c/s320/Grad%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671005275959384754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish I had my own bouquet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LyfjPJiKFoQ/TrN1EufAXNI/AAAAAAAABR8/pdZ0dz3-GRo/s320/Grad%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671005079847591122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heart this pic with Lalis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_F622AjiQrk/TrN1AegTuPI/AAAAAAAABRw/mB_E3Q-PoaY/s320/Grad%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671005006838610162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My twin. Figuratively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1D2OCqMKbvE/TrN06fC4tAI/AAAAAAAABRk/wXqfmjzT5hw/s320/Grad%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671004903904424962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colourful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EH6a-xj8YCM/TrN2gTBMA5I/AAAAAAAABSs/mmPk6Wxt7nU/s320/Grad%2B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671006653022733202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With besties Mimi and Pa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having graduated with a first-class honours degree as well as a recipient of Vice Chancellor Award, I am officially an alumnus of UiTM, Shah Alam. To my dearest family, friends, teachers and lecturers of UiTM, Shah Alam and IPG Gaya, I would like to thank all of you for the continuous support from the past six years. This is not the end. This is just a beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The title of this entry refers to the 1999 song by &lt;u&gt;Vitamin C&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376704426668911167-5576343027934748545?l=soul-of-december.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We all know the big ones... gluttony, pride, lust. But the thing you don't hear much about is anger. Maybe it's because we think anger is not that dangerous, that you can control it. After all, when it comes to destructive behavior, it did make the top seven. What is it about anger that is destructive? They say when we are angry, we cannot think straight. Our sanity is emblazoned with wrath so much that our judgment is enveloped with hatred and sealed with irrationality. We just want to burst open, punch people in their face and up to a certain point, we might as well kill someone (Some people did!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I am a person who does not like confrontation due to the unnecessary drama plus the emotional baggage that will ensue. So typically, when I am angry, or something is bothering me, I will pour it in my blog. However, most of the time, I will channel my anger or frustration by sharing it with my bestie, Michael, (not a real name) through SMS. He will usually calm me down and compose me before I do something stupid and unforgivable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, im dwn! felt so angry. I thnk Britney (not a real name) is chtg bhind my bck! tis morng, i read her fbook msg secretly n i found out dat she hs anothr scndal! :( im down rite now!  i knw i shudn't steal her fbook psword. but see! now i knw she has a scndal! I rlly hate her! she's a f***ing b***h! jz wana slap her so bad! what shd i do?? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SMS above is just imaginary, nothing real. But you see, when we feel angry, we tend to write stuffs which highlight our capability to be nasty. We express our emotion eloquently with the choices of words, notably by swearing! Anyway, they said that when we are angry, we just can't think straight. That was what happened when I accidentally sent the SMS to Britney instead of Michael. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LAgtSHqopcs/TqO5bQqfHJI/AAAAAAAABQo/k6iZrGbAPz4/s320/Cee_Lo_Green_-_Fuck_you%2521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666576634142989458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The title of this entry refers to the 2011 song by &lt;u&gt;Cee Lo Green&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376704426668911167-7573513630181077016?l=soul-of-december.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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When it first got leaked, it was known as "Dumb + Dumb = You". Back then, it was more or less like a demo. With the album coming out, the song has been refined and renamed as "Einstein". Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Gc9VCsTM1M/Tp5lBK7bdOI/AAAAAAAABQQ/p5K2B9th1CY/s320/Einstein.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665076452066555106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(photo: &lt;a href="http://www.spillitnow.com/"&gt;Spillitnow.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kelly Clarkson - Einstein Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple Math&lt;br /&gt;Our love divided by the square root of pride&lt;br /&gt;Multiply your lie plus time&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;It was heavy when I finally figured it out alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get it the first time&lt;br /&gt;But don't think I've been so blind&lt;br /&gt;And I may not be Einstein&lt;br /&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;Dumb plus dumb equals you&lt;br /&gt;(Dumb plus dumb equals you)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Dumb plus dumb equals you&lt;br /&gt;You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even had the nerve to flirt with her in front of my face&lt;br /&gt;Here's your keys, your bags, your clothes&lt;br /&gt;And now get out of my place&lt;br /&gt;You say I'm crazy&lt;br /&gt;And that we're happy&lt;br /&gt;Is that supposed to comfort me&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get it the first time&lt;br /&gt;But don't think I've been so blind&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I may not be Einstein&lt;br /&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;Dumb plus dumb equals you&lt;br /&gt;(Dumb plus dumb equals you)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Dumb plus dumb equals you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of your promises plus&lt;br /&gt;A thousand apologies just&lt;br /&gt;Take out the pain and then it leaves us&lt;br /&gt;With nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;No, nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can stop wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;Without you I'm just fine&lt;br /&gt;Why did it take me so long&lt;br /&gt;To figure out dumb plus dumb equals you&lt;br /&gt;Equals you yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get it the first time&lt;br /&gt;But don't think I'd be so blind&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I may not be Einstein&lt;br /&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;Dumb plus dumb equals you&lt;br /&gt;(Dumb plus dumb equals you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple Math&lt;br /&gt;Our love divided by the square root of pride&lt;br /&gt;Multiply your lie plus time&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;And I may not be Einstein&lt;br /&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;Dumb plus dumb equals you&lt;br /&gt;Equals you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376704426668911167-442604676565387185?l=soul-of-december.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunburn&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dXPf4lh8G_8/TlW7VOha4cI/AAAAAAAABPI/lsCihYs7FXU/s1600/200px-Sun_burn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dXPf4lh8G_8/TlW7VOha4cI/AAAAAAAABPI/lsCihYs7FXU/s320/200px-Sun_burn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644623681328701890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Remedy: Milk
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&lt;br /&gt;Dip a clean washcloth into a bowl of cool  milk and dab it on the burned areas - the coolness can help reduce  swelling and the milk's lactic acid has anti-inflammatory properties.  Then, rinse it off.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dry Skin and Lips&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JO89D5reyKs/TlW7IKAT7lI/AAAAAAAABPA/MrcOabM8B7I/s1600/9172_14849_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JO89D5reyKs/TlW7IKAT7lI/AAAAAAAABPA/MrcOabM8B7I/s320/9172_14849_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644623456777793106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Remedy: Olive oil
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&lt;br /&gt;Olive  oil closely resembles your own natural oils, which can be stripped away  by harsh soaps and dry heat. Smooth a few drops onto your palm and rub  it into your skin to soften rough spots and form a protective moisture  barrier.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Reeking armpits&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ogGDTRdoqw/TlW6dc_8s3I/AAAAAAAABOw/KbuXQj_N-5Y/s1600/How-to-stop-sweaty-armpits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ogGDTRdoqw/TlW6dc_8s3I/AAAAAAAABOw/KbuXQj_N-5Y/s320/How-to-stop-sweaty-armpits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644622723142169458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Remedy: Apple-cider vinegar
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&lt;br /&gt;It's  not sweat that makes your pits reek - it's the bacteria that break down  your sweat. (Gross, right?) So dip a cotton ball or a washcloth into  cider vinegar and rub it under your arms. Vinegar's astringent  properties won't allow microbes to thrive. And don't worry about the  sharp smell -it dissipates quickly.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Discolored Teeth&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CWdSeFW-ZZY/TlW7uy4y61I/AAAAAAAABPQ/5deQAGTXMsI/s1600/discolored%2Bteeth_%2Btetracycline%2Bstain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CWdSeFW-ZZY/TlW7uy4y61I/AAAAAAAABPQ/5deQAGTXMsI/s320/discolored%2Bteeth_%2Btetracycline%2Bstain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644624120587152210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Remedy: Orange peel
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&lt;br /&gt;Rub  the white pith of the peel on your teeth, then scrub with a wet  toothbrush to lift and debris. Do this infrequently or you may weaken  the enamel.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stinky Sneakers&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aOWgZSiTKAM/TlW6wqHe4II/AAAAAAAABO4/FphNLPkMRdI/s1600/Sneakers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aOWgZSiTKAM/TlW6wqHe4II/AAAAAAAABO4/FphNLPkMRdI/s320/Sneakers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644623053080944770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Remedy: Baking soda
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&lt;br /&gt;A  sprinkle between wearings can help naturalize funky odors. Just don't  forget to dump out the excess before you slide your shoes back on.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Athlete's Foot&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2FWn2-ecOdI/TlW6KKinNVI/AAAAAAAABOo/ti2I71ClM2w/s1600/athletes_foot-506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2FWn2-ecOdI/TlW6KKinNVI/AAAAAAAABOo/ti2I71ClM2w/s320/athletes_foot-506.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644622391769773394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Remedy:  Apple-Cider vinegar
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;A  mixture of one part vinegar and three parts water can kill the fungi  that cause foot infections. For athlete's foot relief, just soak your  feet in it for a while.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;PS: The title of this entry refers to the 2002 song by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bet you all know that the show has been changed into The Celebrity Apprentice which features celebrities competing to raise money for their own charity. While I thought the original premise was much better, the new premise is not that disappointing. The appeal of the show lies heavily on the dramatic event on the boardroom, which, if the contestants don't fight for themselves, will ultimately engender Mr. Trump to pronounce his coup de grâce, "You're Fired!"
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&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, my loyalty towards the show is predominantly attributed to the presence of Ivanka Trump. Gosh, she's one hell of a beauty! The way she carries herself is definitely memorable. While watching the show, I just can't take my eyes off her. She's beautiful, intelligent, and always expresses herself eloquently. Now that is a deadly combination for men!
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askmen.com/women/galleries/model/ivanka-trump/picture-2.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.askmen.com/photos/ivanka-trump/85999.jpg" alt="" width="" border="0" height="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Here's some interesting fun facts about Ivanka Trump that I compiled from Google. :)
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. She is 5 feet 10 inches tall (180 cm, y'all!)
&lt;br /&gt;2. She hosted Miss Teen USA at the age of fifteen!
&lt;br /&gt;3. She started modeling at 16 years old.
&lt;br /&gt;4. Graduated with a Bachelor of Science in Economics in 2004.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5. She is listed as one of the most beautiful women in Maxim Magazine in 2007.
&lt;br /&gt;6. She has been offered to appear on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bachelorette&lt;/span&gt;, but she declined. (which is a good decision!)
&lt;br /&gt;7. Well, she is a smoker and is sometimes seen smoking in the streets. (A turn-off!)
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;PS: The title of this entry refers to the 2004 song by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;James Blunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Racun Dunia.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Penjaga Hati.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Pisang Tanduk.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Panglima Berantai.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Bawang Besar.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Belanga Kuali.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Stokin Koyak.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teratai Layu Di Tasik Racun.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, what comes into your mind when you see the list of names above? Do you have your favourite among them? Can you actually guess what is that all about?
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Nah... they are some of the ridiculous names that I saw in Facebook. Yes, you read it right. It's someone's Facebook. I'm sorry to those respective people whose nicknames are being used as examples in my blog but hey, they should be proud!
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why do they choose such names to represent themselves. Stokin koyak! Really? What's wrong with your real name? Perhaps they want to remain anonymous or maybe mysterious. Sorry folks, it doesn't work. If they are aiming for elements of joke, maybe I would understand because some of those names are funny to me. I know it's their facebook and it's their right to decide whatever names you want to choose. I mean, come on! Bawang besar??
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;It would be fun if we take a vote on which one of the names above is the catchiest! I'm sure there are plenty funny yet ridiculous names out there and I bet you have seen them. Mind sharing?
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;PS: The title of this entry refers to the 2010 song by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&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/5376704426668911167-1593883491291150274?l=soul-of-december.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_5Qr5rJRNsawv1FzIB6NRSofeHs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_5Qr5rJRNsawv1FzIB6NRSofeHs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Ficksation/~4/Yct98EB8_iU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://soul-of-december.blogspot.com/feeds/1593883491291150274/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5376704426668911167&amp;postID=1593883491291150274&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376704426668911167/posts/default/1593883491291150274?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5376704426668911167/posts/default/1593883491291150274?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Ficksation/~3/Yct98EB8_iU/whats-my-name.html" title="What's My Name?" /><author><name>t a u f i k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743761547948710762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iAewKrdOqG0/TSXqwPu7moI/AAAAAAAABCk/kFX6v7G3diA/S220/DSC01473.JPG" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://soul-of-december.blogspot.com/2011/08/whats-my-name.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUCQXw-fSp7ImA9WhdQFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376704426668911167.post-3906505453640233275</id><published>2011-08-17T21:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:37:40.255+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-17T21:37:40.255+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life Lesson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Leisure" /><title>In This Life</title><content type="html">Someone sent this to my email. I think it is a wonderful info on how to improve our life. A quick glance through the list makes me realize that I should do some of the suggested tips.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How to Improve Our Life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blinpersonality&gt;&lt;blink&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;PERSONALITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blinpersonality&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;# Don't compare your life to others'. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
&lt;br /&gt;# Don't have negative thoughts of things you cannot control.
&lt;br /&gt;# Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don't hate others.
&lt;br /&gt;# Smile and laugh more.
&lt;br /&gt;# Don't waste you precious energy on gossip.
&lt;br /&gt;# You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8GLaJz7wblw/TkvBHbnaJcI/AAAAAAAABOE/UyMgNZ6IeLI/s1600/agree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8GLaJz7wblw/TkvBHbnaJcI/AAAAAAAABOE/UyMgNZ6IeLI/s320/agree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641815291627972034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blink&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;COMMUNITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;# What other people think of you is none of your business.
&lt;br /&gt;# Call your family often.
&lt;br /&gt;# Forgive everyone for everything.
&lt;br /&gt;#Each day give something good to others.
&lt;br /&gt;# Try to make at least three people to smile each day.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blink&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;# Put GOD first in anything and everything that you think, say and do.
&lt;br /&gt;# GOD heals everything.
&lt;br /&gt;# When you awake in the morning, thank GOD for it.
&lt;br /&gt;# No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
&lt;br /&gt;# Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oK6kuDJG1c0/TkvDhNhgHsI/AAAAAAAABOM/wmATHW9_-qE/s1600/karen-tribett-thank-god.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oK6kuDJG1c0/TkvDhNhgHsI/AAAAAAAABOM/wmATHW9_-qE/s320/karen-tribett-thank-god.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641817933544955586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;PS: The title of this entry refers to the 2007 song by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Delta Goodrem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376704426668911167-3906505453640233275?l=soul-of-december.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VRWUnvNCtxI/TkopmRri4kI/AAAAAAAABN8/NZOJsw-_1G4/s1600/dsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VRWUnvNCtxI/TkopmRri4kI/AAAAAAAABN8/NZOJsw-_1G4/s320/dsa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641367220792779330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I, Taufik, am a Superman because...
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am a fighter as I have been fighting my addiction towards fast food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I am strong as I can handle my anger very well and I forgive someone rather easily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am willing to dedicate my life to educate future generations. (aiseh!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I am a perfectionist who is a hopeless romantic! (Syok sendiri!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am a good listener to other people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can eat whatever I want and maintain my weight (not the potbelly!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am gifted with the ability to move both my ears and roll my tongue. (Random!)
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I am an ordinary man who lives an extraordinary life. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I better stop before someone plays Ke$ha's song, "Blah Blah Blah"!
&lt;br /&gt;So without wasting any time, I'm tagging Vanessa, Ibrahim, Khaleeqa and Judiene.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS: The title of this entry refers to the 2003 song by &lt;u&gt;Eminem&lt;/u&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have an aunt who has gray birthmark all over her face. Because of that, people always talk behind her back, saying that no one wants to marry her. Luckily, that was only a slander. Thank God she is now happily married with three kids. Interestingly, none of her kids inherits the infamous birthmark. According to my mother's story, my aunt was born during lunar eclipse, hence the birthmark all over her face. I don't really believe the story but people say older people know things best! That is why most of the traditional tips or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;petua&lt;/span&gt; sometimes correlates with scientific explanation. Perhaps it is merely coincidence or perhaps they do know things best! Only God knows.
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&lt;br /&gt;For your information, birthmark is also prevalent in other cultures around the world. For instance, in Arab, Italy and Spain, birthmark means "wishes" because they believe that birthmark is caused by unsatisfied wishes of the mother during pregnancy. In American folklore, birthmarks signal the site of traumatic injuries in a past life. So if you have a birthmark in your stomach, they believe you have traumatic injury involving your stomach in past life. Very interesting indeed. (Source: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Birthmark"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;)
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&lt;br /&gt;There are some fallacies about birthmark as well in which I quoted as follow;
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&lt;br /&gt;1. Eating strawberries will give your baby a strawberry birthmark.
&lt;br /&gt;2. Looking at a mouse will give your baby a hairy birthmark.
&lt;br /&gt;3. Drinking too much coffee during pregnancy will cause your baby to have light-brown birthmark.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(Source: &lt;a href="http://www.birthmarks.com/HTMLArticle.cfm?Article=343"&gt;Birthmarks.com&lt;/a&gt;)
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sXIPI6cMZNc/TkjPGYxX-MI/AAAAAAAABN0/Fv72rllf_CU/s1600/Facial_Nevus_1_060320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sXIPI6cMZNc/TkjPGYxX-MI/AAAAAAAABN0/Fv72rllf_CU/s320/Facial_Nevus_1_060320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640986241917253826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are so many beliefs about birthmark. Even after posting this  entry, I am still fascinated with it and will always be. What about you? Do you have  any birthmarks?
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PS: The title of this entry refers to the 2009 song by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Akon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kk2EJt0l00g/TkaVoF2EZQI/AAAAAAAABNY/1Qlg9AWoDfA/s1600/Cowboys%2Band%2BAliens%2BMovie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kk2EJt0l00g/TkaVoF2EZQI/AAAAAAAABNY/1Qlg9AWoDfA/s400/Cowboys%2Band%2BAliens%2BMovie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640360099324388610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while watching the movie, I found myself wondering about the existence of aliens and extraterrestrial life. Of course they are not a new phenomenon in this century because we are all aware of the news and stories of ordinary people who claim to have seen them and plus, there many scientific explanation about its existence. Interestingly, in popular culture, aliens and extraterrestrial life have been mostly portrayed as notorious villains.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ExeglAwZKhU/TkaXdAO4lZI/AAAAAAAABNg/OQL2yIMQpWk/s1600/aliens_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ExeglAwZKhU/TkaXdAO4lZI/AAAAAAAABNg/OQL2yIMQpWk/s320/aliens_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640362107862554002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't satisfy my inquisitiveness about the existence of aliens or extraterrestrial, I did some reading and stumble across an article entitled &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.endphysics.com/aliens_in_the_quran.html"&gt;Aliens in the Quran&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, which basically accepts the idea that aliens may exist. I'm not sure about how reliable the article is but at least, it gives me an overview about the existence of aliens and extraterrestrial life.
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&lt;br /&gt;What about you? Do you believe in aliens and extra-terrestrial life? Katy Perry does. Okay, that is so random!
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;PS: The title of this entry refers to the 2010 song by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;It has been three months since I ended my study. There are various rumours and speculation as to when the government will give us the job to be a teacher. Some said early July, others said mid August. The rest said after Hari Raya, on early September. I really truly want to believe these speculations especially considering the fact that they come from reliable sources. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kementerian itu. Kementerian ini. Jabatan itu. Jabatan ini.&lt;/span&gt; Pftt. Nevertheless, as the days go by, the speculations are debunked to be unreliable one by one. At this point, I consider our posting to be one of those reality series where people come up with lots of spoilers about who the winner is. Sadly, in my case, none of those spoilers is correct.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ax-VV6rMnGA/TkTEo-42UcI/AAAAAAAABNI/fh1HfZACEiw/s1600/No%2Bspoilers%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ax-VV6rMnGA/TkTEo-42UcI/AAAAAAAABNI/fh1HfZACEiw/s400/No%2Bspoilers%2521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639848841729954242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I am not complaining for the sake of complaining. I am just excited to go to school and teach. After all, this is what I have been studying for – I want to apply the theoretical aspects that I learned and put it into practice and perspectives. Plus, I can no longer tolerate these questions; "When is your posting? Where are you teaching at? Are you working? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enam tahun belajar, takkan tak kerja lagi kot?&lt;/span&gt;"
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&lt;br /&gt;I have taken some initiatives to apply for other jobs while waiting for my posting to no avail. In  fact, I am exhausted of sending my resumes to potential employers only  to be disappointed by their silence. I wonder why the advertisers do not  have the courtesy to reply all the emails sent to them by the  applicants. Is it so wrong to send a thank-you-but-no-we-don't-want-you  reply?
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EYn1geMDkAA/TkTE97_KCvI/AAAAAAAABNQ/o9xqibsh328/s1600/rejected.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EYn1geMDkAA/TkTE97_KCvI/AAAAAAAABNQ/o9xqibsh328/s320/rejected.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639849201728359154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I am at the verge of despair. I am presently aware that seeking jobs is not as easy as it seems. And I just realize that throughout my six years of studying, I have never learned to make a job resume. Being a scholarship student who is guaranteed with a job, perhaps I took things for granted. I can say that at this moment, I can really empathize with those who are unemployed.
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&lt;br /&gt;Due to the spirit of the holy Ramadhan, I seek solace from God and emblazon my sanity that  everything happens for a reason. Perhaps God wants me to just enjoy the  holiday and appreciate life despite being penniless before throwing me  into life as a working man who might not have enough time for himself to  even blog about it! I know sooner or later I will get posted to  schools. It’s just when the waiting becomes frustrating and patience  becomes impatient, this kind of entry is borne out of the blue.
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&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day, while reading back this entry, I won’t feel regretful complaining how  miserable life is for having ample holiday and doing no jobs. Fingers  crossed.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;PS: The title of this entry refers to the 2009 song by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;A Day to Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5376704426668911167-6271120773440520120?l=soul-of-december.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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