<?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/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' gd:etag='W/&quot;A04ASH0zeip7ImA9WhdWGEo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813435145213179844</id><updated>2011-09-12T19:12:29.382-07:00</updated><title>Life As What I Confessed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aida Areej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753309107709113027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0UDQnY4eCp7ImA9WhdWGEo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813435145213179844.post-4757597825615080791</id><published>2011-09-12T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T19:01:13.830-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-12T19:01:13.830-07:00</app:edited><title>A Review On USA Slimming Soap. Please Read...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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Assalamualaikum and good morning everybody. What a lovely morning although i am not feeling good this morning due to mild fever i am having since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok cut the crap, Aida. As promised, today, i will give you guys&amp;nbsp;my review on the above (See title). Sorry for keeping you guys waiting.&amp;nbsp;For your information, i have been using this soap for 3 months conservative months.&amp;nbsp;It smells really good and lavishes you&amp;nbsp;with bubbles whenever you use it.&amp;nbsp;So far, i have bought 5&amp;nbsp;soaps and currently, i am now using the 5th.&lt;br /&gt;
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What it does good to you? Yes, i would recommend you guys to try this soap. It is very cheap and it helps you in toning your body. Although you cannot expect to lose weight rapidly, it does help in making your skin smooth, toning it and for&amp;nbsp;myself, it even helps to lighten up the dark cellulites i had on my tummy and&amp;nbsp;thighs when i was pregnant 5 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;
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Please buy it if you think it is worth it. As for me, it does give me a fair result and i am going to continue using it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813435145213179844-4757597825615080791?l=lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/feeds/4757597825615080791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/09/review-on-usa-slimming-soap-please-read.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/4757597825615080791?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/4757597825615080791?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/09/review-on-usa-slimming-soap-please-read.html' title='A Review On USA Slimming Soap. Please Read...'/><author><name>Aida Areej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753309107709113027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bk0AdYD0OD4/Tm6zvu0kAQI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7MKDvvPZLak/s72-c/USA+Slimming+Soap.jpg2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkMCSXY-eyp7ImA9WhdWGE8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813435145213179844.post-1795591918601802920</id><published>2011-09-12T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T02:41:08.853-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-12T02:41:08.853-07:00</app:edited><title>SD2, My New Found BFF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Assalamualaikum and good&amp;nbsp;evening&amp;nbsp;to all readers. No, today i am not going to talk about USA Slimming Soap which i totally owed you guys to&amp;nbsp;write the follow-up review after 3 months (if i am not mistaken) of using it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today, i am going to talk about SD2. It was recommended by my ex-classmate, Mas. She, herself has lost 15kg within 31/2 months and now, i am using it&amp;nbsp; for the 18th day today.&amp;nbsp;According to her, i do not have to starve myself to death and&amp;nbsp;reduce my sugar&amp;nbsp;as well as&amp;nbsp;carbohidrate intake everyday and go nuts on protein!&lt;br /&gt;
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Until now, i have not really measure myself because i&amp;nbsp;want to see the perfect result. I want to lose 10kg! I hope. Please wish me luck and till then. And of course, i will update you guys on&amp;nbsp;the development&amp;nbsp;soon...Adios...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813435145213179844-1795591918601802920?l=lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/feeds/1795591918601802920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/09/assalamualaikum-and-good-all-readers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/1795591918601802920?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/1795591918601802920?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/09/assalamualaikum-and-good-all-readers.html' title='SD2, My New Found BFF!'/><author><name>Aida Areej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753309107709113027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SxWzEGt7sFQ/Tm29bmuGoNI/AAAAAAAAAXM/h_gAChSeYK8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D04NRHs5eyp7ImA9WhdWGEw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813435145213179844.post-5547694841926048688</id><published>2011-09-09T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T01:26:35.523-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-12T01:26:35.523-07:00</app:edited><title>Love...</title><content type='html'>Salam and hi again. Suddenly, i feel like writing because my heart tells me to. I had to be honest that i&amp;nbsp;am a little bit down at the moment.&amp;nbsp;Over love. &lt;br /&gt;
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It has been a tough week for me as a parent when Areej was on her lowest key early this week. She has been quiet,&amp;nbsp;inactive and i bearly hear her cheeky voice, laughing like always. She was very sick&amp;nbsp;until both&amp;nbsp;Farouk and i had to send her to&amp;nbsp;Puteri. We spent 3 days and 2 nights there. It was tiring and we had to bear with it&amp;nbsp;because she is our responsibility. And alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now she is picking up again.&amp;nbsp;I can see that she is recovering but visually she seemed weak and cannot stop&amp;nbsp; coughing almost all the time. I am glad for you, Areej&amp;nbsp;because you are curing and has&amp;nbsp;started to go to the kindergarden&amp;nbsp;since yesterday after&amp;nbsp;unable to attend it for number of days. I know that you missed school. I know that you missed your friends. They even called me yesterday. How cute for 5 years old girls to call each other just to say hello. It was not like that during my time.&lt;br /&gt;
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And when you married someone,&amp;nbsp;do you&amp;nbsp;expect that the person will love you for the good and bad sides of you all the time? Yes, i do. I know that i have not been a perfect wife. I am not good at cooking and i&amp;nbsp;do agree that my look is beyond satisfactory. But i am ok with everything and have the confidence. You are not perfect either but&amp;nbsp;are not love supposed to be perfect? I truly envy those sweet couples. They are still very much in love even after a long period of marriage. Can i&amp;nbsp;be patient and pretend that nothing happen and hold on to the person i love and very much in love still? At this moment, i seek for Allah's guidance for the sake of Areej. Dear Allah, please open our hearts, both Farouk and i to&amp;nbsp;stay united and be more patient to get through with obstacles and hurdles&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;life.&amp;nbsp;We are no longer young to be fighting and letting go everything for the name of love and happiness we once knew and believed in to. Until the end of both our life. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last but not least, below is a picture of Areej along with her cousins; Areesa, Sara and Sofea when they visited us on the 4th day of Eidul Fitri this year. They are close and i know that they missed each other.&lt;br /&gt;
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As a daughter to an Asistant District Officer (ADO), i have been always moved here and there within the district of Johor. I have lived in Pengerang when&amp;nbsp;i was still a baby,&amp;nbsp;in Johor Bahru when i was a toodler,&amp;nbsp;in Mersing when i was&amp;nbsp;five to seven years old, in Labis when i was eight to thirteen years old, in Tangkak when i was thirteen to sixteen years old and finally&amp;nbsp;moved back to Johor Bahru for good&amp;nbsp;right after i&amp;nbsp;completed my Sijil Rendah Pelajaran (SRP).&amp;nbsp;From the above description, you can imagine that i have been&amp;nbsp;living in&amp;nbsp;different districts,&amp;nbsp;houses of course,&amp;nbsp;changing schools and last but not least, meeting new friends and say good bye to the old ones. &lt;br /&gt;
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From the life circle&amp;nbsp;that i had&amp;nbsp;during my childhood,&amp;nbsp;i think it is rather hard&amp;nbsp;for me to classify&amp;nbsp;whether is there any&amp;nbsp;of all&amp;nbsp;the people i met in my life,&amp;nbsp;is my bestfriend.&amp;nbsp;For me, those who are close to me or at least were close before are or were&amp;nbsp;my good friends. There are tons of different meanings between 'good' and 'best' if you were to compare. It is not their faults, it is not you and it is me.&amp;nbsp;I personally is not the&amp;nbsp;friendly kind of person who&amp;nbsp;you can laugh your heart out&amp;nbsp;during our first meeting. I rather sit back, watch them and see&amp;nbsp;whether we can match up to each other personalities and behaviours. Since forever, most of the people have been&amp;nbsp;labelling&amp;nbsp;me as&amp;nbsp;'the girl with fierce look' or 'that unfriendly being'&amp;nbsp;no matter whether it is&amp;nbsp;in schools, during my uni years and even after&amp;nbsp;i enter this corporate world. Those were first impressions&amp;nbsp;from strangers who bearly knew me, who judged but never could see the real me if they were really my best pals.&lt;br /&gt;
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I must admit&amp;nbsp;that i am totally not so into social activities, no matter&amp;nbsp;it is fun in the sun with not so close beings&amp;nbsp;or even&amp;nbsp;if&amp;nbsp;it is just a friendly talk to strangers. But it changes when i met&amp;nbsp;my colleague, Zura. She is chubby, bubbly,&amp;nbsp;extremely funny&amp;nbsp;and i laughed my heart out when we&amp;nbsp;were together. We shared&amp;nbsp;lot of things together,&amp;nbsp;gossipping, went to catch our favourite movies and spent time like a silly couple&amp;nbsp;on those sleepless nights texting each other about&amp;nbsp;life and feelings. It was so much fun even if we did argue about&amp;nbsp;work and things we did not agree about.&lt;br /&gt;
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That was before. It was like three years back and then&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;left me for good.&amp;nbsp;Slightly one month before&amp;nbsp;she left, we had our big fight. Yes, it did not happened for a long queque (two days) but then she told me that she is leaving Johor Bahru to obtain an Educational Certificate in Universiti Sains Malaysia (USM), Penang in order for her to becoming a teacher. I remembered that we spent our last night together right after work&amp;nbsp;until midnight, talking, crying and letting out the feelings about almost everything. That was the last time i ever see her in person and i must admit that she was and is going to be my bestfriend forever. She is my best buddy i have been searching my whole life and&amp;nbsp;for right now, i miss her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;
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Although i still keep her number, i only&amp;nbsp;called her once&amp;nbsp;and sent her few texts&amp;nbsp;and that was it.&amp;nbsp;I do not know why i never try to contact her.&amp;nbsp;It might be&amp;nbsp;because she is in my Facebook&amp;nbsp;and i can still get&amp;nbsp;updates on her life through&amp;nbsp;statuses and photos she puts in her profile although she is&amp;nbsp;not that active&amp;nbsp;to share nowdays. I did asked her when shall we meet again? She said it is going to be in one fine day. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Below&amp;nbsp;is our photo together back in the old days and i really miss you, Zura....&lt;br /&gt;
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Salam and hi to all readers.&amp;nbsp;Just to share one of Areej's cute pictures. This was&amp;nbsp;taken early this year when both of us went for&amp;nbsp;lunch plus shopping at Jusco Bukit Indah. This time was without Papa, just the two of us....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813435145213179844-8007438655123690432?l=lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/feeds/8007438655123690432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/08/areej-ariana-zaheem-aka-bunny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/8007438655123690432?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/8007438655123690432?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/08/areej-ariana-zaheem-aka-bunny.html' title='Areej Ariana Zaheen a.k.a Super Cute Bunny'/><author><name>Aida Areej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753309107709113027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MifYoG2P1jU/TlJ2t4z_1II/AAAAAAAAAWU/raddJsUmqgw/s72-c/IMG00602-20110110-1535.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkEGSHg7eCp7ImA9WhdQGEQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813435145213179844.post-1458336432706768993</id><published>2011-08-19T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T19:43:49.600-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-08-20T19:43:49.600-07:00</app:edited><title>I Took Challenge From Hanis Zalikha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEWgEZIn0jo/Tk9R4d9d2jI/AAAAAAAAAWM/TeJ9RBueFR0/s1600/Dutch+Lady+Corn+Milk+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEWgEZIn0jo/Tk9R4d9d2jI/AAAAAAAAAWM/TeJ9RBueFR0/s320/Dutch+Lady+Corn+Milk+2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZQbXPVyDiA/Tk9R8HDsVGI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/0rQ6j_lSZ4k/s1600/Dutch+Lady+Corn+Milk+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZQbXPVyDiA/Tk9R8HDsVGI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/0rQ6j_lSZ4k/s320/Dutch+Lady+Corn+Milk+1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
After reading Hanis Zalikha's blog of 'Inibelogsaya', i have decided to give it a try on Limited Edition of Dutch Lady Sweet Corn Flavoured Milk. Yupp, it does&amp;nbsp;taste yummy,&amp;nbsp;love it! And i want more! Too bad it comes in small&amp;nbsp;pack and for limited time only...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813435145213179844-1458336432706768993?l=lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/feeds/1458336432706768993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-took-challenge-from-hanis-zalikha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/1458336432706768993?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/1458336432706768993?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-took-challenge-from-hanis-zalikha.html' title='I Took Challenge From Hanis Zalikha!'/><author><name>Aida Areej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753309107709113027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEWgEZIn0jo/Tk9R4d9d2jI/AAAAAAAAAWM/TeJ9RBueFR0/s72-c/Dutch+Lady+Corn+Milk+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUcBRn07fyp7ImA9WhdXEE8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813435145213179844.post-7667891819908036720</id><published>2011-08-19T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T08:30:57.307-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-08-22T08:30:57.307-07:00</app:edited><title>Places We Go For 'Makan' (Eat In Malay)</title><content type='html'>Salam and a very good day to all readers. In this entry, i would like to share with you guys on our favourite places&amp;nbsp;for dining out. Check it out....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vNfYIejT3N8/Tk4OztVWXsI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QvEQL0QEA-I/s1600/Osman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vNfYIejT3N8/Tk4OztVWXsI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QvEQL0QEA-I/s320/Osman.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Osman Bandar Baru Uda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5Jtmi69Pms/Tk4PH28GH_I/AAAAAAAAAV8/fJ6zHJ3I-Sw/s1600/Vivo+American+Pizza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5Jtmi69Pms/Tk4PH28GH_I/AAAAAAAAAV8/fJ6zHJ3I-Sw/s320/Vivo+American+Pizza.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Vivo American Pizza And Panini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grgqMN28wHY/Tk4O5PCM_CI/AAAAAAAAAVw/JJsme6_drCk/s1600/Singgah+Selalu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grgqMN28wHY/Tk4O5PCM_CI/AAAAAAAAAVw/JJsme6_drCk/s320/Singgah+Selalu.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Singgah Selalu Kip Mart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NUTL0wG1udI/Tk4PEQvwKhI/AAAAAAAAAV4/SF_Yg6zwxx8/s1600/BBQ+Chicken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NUTL0wG1udI/Tk4PEQvwKhI/AAAAAAAAAV4/SF_Yg6zwxx8/s320/BBQ+Chicken.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;BBQ Chicken Jusco Bukit Indah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bAUWkqVhw2g/Tk4PUJ79gFI/AAAAAAAAAWE/FINyYWsSkF4/s1600/Yew%2527s+Cafe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bAUWkqVhw2g/Tk4PUJ79gFI/AAAAAAAAAWE/FINyYWsSkF4/s320/Yew%2527s+Cafe.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yew's Cafe Jalan Harimau Tarom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQ6A7i1OL88/Tk4PYtMD-7I/AAAAAAAAAWI/U2TmgySfgn4/s1600/Anjung+Warisan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQ6A7i1OL88/Tk4PYtMD-7I/AAAAAAAAAWI/U2TmgySfgn4/s320/Anjung+Warisan.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anjung Warisan Tarom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813435145213179844-7667891819908036720?l=lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/feeds/7667891819908036720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/08/places-we-go-for-makan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/7667891819908036720?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/7667891819908036720?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/08/places-we-go-for-makan.html' title='Places We Go For &apos;Makan&apos; (Eat In Malay)'/><author><name>Aida Areej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753309107709113027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vNfYIejT3N8/Tk4OztVWXsI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QvEQL0QEA-I/s72-c/Osman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkMERn4_eyp7ImA9WhdQF0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813435145213179844.post-1913218817593586783</id><published>2011-08-18T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T02:00:07.043-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-08-19T02:00:07.043-07:00</app:edited><title>I love My Family!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5P7uYdyBos/Tk4ID1nKC4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/NCJVPO6StuE/s1600/Abg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5P7uYdyBos/Tk4ID1nKC4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/NCJVPO6StuE/s320/Abg.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Papa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ui1cGZhYBfg/Tk4IIPN7bzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/-Ir_qoEd0EE/s1600/Myself.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ui1cGZhYBfg/Tk4IIPN7bzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/-Ir_qoEd0EE/s320/Myself.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUnssrVyI-E/Tk4IMMd0aVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/5HThnYxmgVY/s1600/Areej+w+Nuri+attire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUnssrVyI-E/Tk4IMMd0aVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/5HThnYxmgVY/s320/Areej+w+Nuri+attire.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Areej Ariana Zaheen﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813435145213179844-1913218817593586783?l=lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/feeds/1913218817593586783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-love-my-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/1913218817593586783?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/1913218817593586783?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-love-my-family.html' title='I love My Family!'/><author><name>Aida Areej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753309107709113027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5P7uYdyBos/Tk4ID1nKC4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/NCJVPO6StuE/s72-c/Abg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;Dk4FQno-cCp7ImA9WhdQF0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813435145213179844.post-2581024544644457168</id><published>2011-08-18T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T02:08:33.458-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-08-19T02:08:33.458-07:00</app:edited><title>Celebrating Eidul Fitri This Year....</title><content type='html'>Salam. Hi everybody! I do realized that it has been so long since&amp;nbsp;my last entry. I have been sick,&amp;nbsp;travelling to Shah Alam a lot and have been caught up with my new small business 'Branded n Vintage Lovers'.&amp;nbsp;Do not get me wrong,&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;never said i&amp;nbsp;want to give up on 'Euphoria', but at the moment, i feel like i do not have&amp;nbsp;the 'magic touch' to make cards and the creativity which&amp;nbsp;God has sent&amp;nbsp;me somehow has gone to other part of the world. I lied. I do feel impatient&amp;nbsp;to start over&amp;nbsp;the business due to my hectic life. So, i think i better give myself&amp;nbsp;some spaces&amp;nbsp;a little bit and calm down.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now i want to talk about Eidul Fitri. Like a child, i still feel excited to celebrate it. It has been 3 weeks of&amp;nbsp; Ramadan and i still did not get the chance to perform any Solat Tarawih yet.&amp;nbsp;It sounds sad but i have to get over it and try my best.&amp;nbsp;This year, i have bought Areej's baju kurung and ordered some biscuits. For myself and Papa, we have not done with the shopping yet&amp;nbsp;and of course,&amp;nbsp;there is one more activity to be key-in into our&amp;nbsp;BBs, to spring clean&amp;nbsp;our&amp;nbsp;house!&amp;nbsp;I hope to get more bonus this year as i am quite stucked financially this year with all the credit card payments and personal expenses.&lt;br /&gt;
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And last but not least,&amp;nbsp;i would like to share some of our&amp;nbsp;photos&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;places we went to this year which i&amp;nbsp;have not&amp;nbsp;share with you guys...&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, i am still&amp;nbsp;one&amp;nbsp;the tallest.&amp;nbsp;Last time was in class and now is the tallest in&amp;nbsp;my office but now i have gained more weight and fatter than before. I am now&amp;nbsp;76kg and&amp;nbsp;have been fat since&amp;nbsp;i hit&amp;nbsp;the pregnancy&amp;nbsp;period and until now the fat tissues are still happy to stick with me even after five years had passed through.&amp;nbsp;I think i need to do something about it before i&amp;nbsp;turn myself into a nightmare.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Firstly, i&amp;nbsp;started my own diet but sorry, it did not work. I even enrolled to&amp;nbsp;a slimming centre called London. It was&amp;nbsp;way too expensive than i thought and caused a hole in my pocket. I am broked! And the bad news is, i only managed to lose 4.5 kg for the whole 20 sessions of&amp;nbsp;time, energy&amp;nbsp;and money i wasted at the centre.&lt;br /&gt;
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After some time, i tried this Ensure FOS meal replacement programme after i saw&amp;nbsp;it at one of the drug stores.&amp;nbsp;It did a fair&amp;nbsp;result and&amp;nbsp;its taste is&amp;nbsp;chocolate delicious especially when you stir it with cold water. I admit that i am now more concerned about my appearance and also my health. I do not want to be an obese when i reach my&amp;nbsp;40s. In addition,&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;also try this slimming soap from USA i saw online. After reading good reviews&amp;nbsp;on it,&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;think i should give it a try and furthermore, it is so cheap and you would&amp;nbsp;not have to cry a river if it does not work for you. Please pray for my success to be thin. I hope you are not expecting something miracle now because it is way too soon. I only&amp;nbsp;use it for 2 days...Hahaha...I know right?:)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;I almost forgot that i enjoyed one roller coaster ride&amp;nbsp;at Berjaya Cosmo World Theme Park when Farouk and i were still dating. But if you ask me to experience it once more, i rather sit back and surrender. I guess i am too old for all these...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813435145213179844-5755299728177577032?l=lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/feeds/5755299728177577032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/06/being-acrophobic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/5755299728177577032?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/5755299728177577032?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/06/being-acrophobic.html' title='Being Acrophobic'/><author><name>Aida Areej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753309107709113027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSEoBY-JlVQ/TgRaCgMr9BI/AAAAAAAAAQc/8eihtakjOIM/s72-c/181928_1740286099880_1020487213_31973743_5741429_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0cAR3w-eip7ImA9WhdQF0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813435145213179844.post-2317993388615042705</id><published>2011-06-23T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T02:10:46.252-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-08-19T02:10:46.252-07:00</app:edited><title>Have You Been To Wonderland? I did...</title><content type='html'>I never really dream about&amp;nbsp;going to&amp;nbsp;Disneyland where most of the children in the world wanted to go but i&amp;nbsp;did went&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;the newest Disneyland during&amp;nbsp;a trip to Hong Kong paid by my boss 3 years back. We stayed at this fabulous&amp;nbsp;Disney Hollywood Hotel. Sorry,&amp;nbsp;i only managed to capture few pictures to share with you guys.&amp;nbsp;Most of&amp;nbsp;time while in Hong Kong, i shot videos. Too bad,&amp;nbsp;my Sony Video Camera was stolen few months after that.&amp;nbsp;If not, i would have share more...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Too bad i could not share these moments with my beloved Areej and Farouk. I wish i have more money in the future...If i have, i&amp;nbsp;will get you guys flying...I mean it ok?:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813435145213179844-2317993388615042705?l=lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2317993388615042705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/06/have-you-been-to-wonderland-i-did.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/2317993388615042705?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/2317993388615042705?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/06/have-you-been-to-wonderland-i-did.html' title='Have You Been To Wonderland? I did...'/><author><name>Aida Areej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753309107709113027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JpD6WVnnnNw/TgQJflfvANI/AAAAAAAAAP4/QYehf3i9bMc/s72-c/156395_1658760301786_1020487213_31799622_4917106_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0UHSX89eCp7ImA9WhdQF0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813435145213179844.post-2012431981543144085</id><published>2011-03-01T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T02:13:58.160-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-08-19T02:13:58.160-07:00</app:edited><title>Something To Share....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ff6472eafbd4441" 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;
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This video was shot when Areej was just&amp;nbsp;3. Her hair was very much curlier&amp;nbsp;then. A&amp;nbsp;piece of memory for me as her mommie. And i am glad&amp;nbsp;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813435145213179844-2012431981543144085?l=lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/feeds/2012431981543144085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/03/something-to-share.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/2012431981543144085?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/2012431981543144085?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/03/something-to-share.html' title='Something To Share....'/><author><name>Aida Areej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753309107709113027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEIMRXY8eyp7ImA9WhdWGEw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813435145213179844.post-9125216171420289724</id><published>2011-02-02T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T01:36:24.873-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-12T01:36:24.873-07:00</app:edited><title>BIDADARI by  Burn &amp; Soul (Syamsul Yusof &amp; Anwar Fazal)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/21lqajrmRIU?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Worth listening to....Enjoy! (As if Syamsul was singing it for me:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813435145213179844-9125216171420289724?l=lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/feeds/9125216171420289724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/02/bidadari-by-burn-soul-syamsul-yusof.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/9125216171420289724?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/9125216171420289724?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/02/bidadari-by-burn-soul-syamsul-yusof.html' title='BIDADARI by  Burn &amp; Soul (Syamsul Yusof &amp; Anwar Fazal)'/><author><name>Aida Areej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753309107709113027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/21lqajrmRIU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C0cARX4-cSp7ImA9WhdWGE8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813435145213179844.post-8390937469483588132</id><published>2011-01-20T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T02:50:44.059-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-12T02:50:44.059-07:00</app:edited><title>Be Who You Are</title><content type='html'>Ayah always told me when i was a little girl not to tell lies. I still remember that i always get punishments whenever i told lies.&amp;nbsp;He said when you started to&amp;nbsp;tell lies, sooner or later you will&amp;nbsp;become a thief. Want to know what he did? He whacked me with a feather duster. I know it was a bit&amp;nbsp;nasty&amp;nbsp;to do&amp;nbsp;that to your children but i have learnt&amp;nbsp;good lesson from it.&amp;nbsp;I have turned out to be a better person and the most important thing, i&amp;nbsp;am not a liar.&lt;br /&gt;
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When i reached my adulthood, i train myself to speak&amp;nbsp;only the truth. Ok, maybe most of the time, not all the time (I do tell those white lies sometimes). I know i must &amp;nbsp;have&amp;nbsp;been hurted many people with&amp;nbsp;my words while practising speak only the truth routine.&amp;nbsp;In&amp;nbsp;the community especially for us, the Malays, we are always taught to be polite. When we talk, we are always taught to mind&amp;nbsp;words that we are going to utter. In Malay we call it, 'cakap beralas'. I know. But even with&amp;nbsp;those 'cakap beralas', i&amp;nbsp;do realize that not many of us can handle the truth, to be realistic and move on whenever they are stucked in the situation.&amp;nbsp;Even myself.&amp;nbsp;Sometimes i do feel reluctant to hear&amp;nbsp;criticisms especially when it comes from Farouk.&amp;nbsp;Hearing those unplesant comments from him will get myself emotional. Most of the time, i just ignored but&amp;nbsp;when&amp;nbsp;it comes to&amp;nbsp;priority, i do not have&amp;nbsp;any choice but to improve. For instance, just face it, i am not a good cook.&amp;nbsp;I never been to kitchen&amp;nbsp;helping Ibu in my teen years.&amp;nbsp;I only know how to cook rice&amp;nbsp;when i first married Farouk and now after years and years of being married to him, i have improved. Not that fantastic yet but with some guidances from&amp;nbsp;Farouk himself (He&amp;nbsp;is quite established for what he loved most; to cook and enjoy the food), Ibu and of course, those receipe books, i can now cook a delicious dish of beef rendang (Rendang Terengganu) and the list went on.&amp;nbsp;Even Areej also think some of it&amp;nbsp;are delicious. Thank you, Sayang Mama.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the world of man's domination, especially when you are working in the field where most workers are men,&amp;nbsp;challenges are there and they are big challenges. Some men may&amp;nbsp;think that i am&amp;nbsp;either too fragile or incapable to travel here and there, under estimating what a woman can do in this man's world.&amp;nbsp;Throughout&amp;nbsp;7 years of working, i have learnt many things apart from being taught a lot from those nicest bunch of experienced people like Abang Jamal and Mai&amp;nbsp;especially on documentation and&amp;nbsp;not to be suprised, i also make some&amp;nbsp;new friends here.&amp;nbsp;It is such a hard work but i do accomplished some of the skills while working in this field.&lt;br /&gt;
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Pretty suprised when i was assigned to do other task&amp;nbsp;starting from October last year&amp;nbsp;plus another new task early this year.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;accepted it with an open heart and prayed to God to give me guidances.&amp;nbsp;Funny how&amp;nbsp;people&amp;nbsp;when they are sitting on a higher post they can totally changed to be someone different or maybe&amp;nbsp;it is&amp;nbsp;just me, being&amp;nbsp;too naive to realize that they are&amp;nbsp;obviously pretenders and when the&amp;nbsp;time&amp;nbsp;comes,&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;true colours will soon&amp;nbsp;be revealed.&amp;nbsp;Have it your way then&amp;nbsp;and to be honest, i have no regret.&lt;br /&gt;
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What i know&amp;nbsp;now&amp;nbsp;i missed Ayah terribly. I hope to visit&amp;nbsp;him more often and be nice to him whenever i see him&amp;nbsp;although i must admit, i had&amp;nbsp;a pretty bad&amp;nbsp;childhood experience because of him. Below is a picture of Ayah which i can&amp;nbsp;picture most in my mind when&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;were having family dinner last year......&lt;br /&gt;
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It was such a happy moment when we&amp;nbsp;were together as a family.....I hope we can&amp;nbsp;get together again soon:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813435145213179844-8390937469483588132?l=lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/feeds/8390937469483588132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/01/be-who-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/8390937469483588132?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813435145213179844/posts/default/8390937469483588132?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeaswhaticonfessed.blogspot.com/2011/01/be-who-you-are.html' title='Be Who You Are'/><author><name>Aida Areej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05753309107709113027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eGKfl_8t8M/TTkJH1ieDRI/AAAAAAAAAOU/B9fCBI9kl9Y/s72-c/IMG00366-20101121-1858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0AAQn88fyp7ImA9Wx9bGUg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813435145213179844.post-5882094601519619768</id><published>2011-01-14T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T21:02:23.177-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-02-28T21:02:23.177-08:00</app:edited><title>A Working Mommie</title><content type='html'>Since completed my degree in&amp;nbsp;2003, i have been working and working until&amp;nbsp;there were times&amp;nbsp;i felt like i have been neglecting my loved ones&amp;nbsp;with time spent on working and travelling.&amp;nbsp;Being on the move almost all the time, i think i should be thankful to Farouk for being patient enough to let me&amp;nbsp;driving/travelling with all those guys without being suspicious or jealous, for taking care of Areej and being there&amp;nbsp;whenever i feel like nagging....complaining about everything especially&amp;nbsp;when i was too tired to&amp;nbsp;think or act&amp;nbsp;after long&amp;nbsp;hours of driving. I can recall one of the craziest trips i ever done&amp;nbsp;when i was travelling to Kota Kinabalu. I&amp;nbsp;took early flight&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;have a meeting there and went back to Johor Bahru by taking the last flight on the same day. I think i have done it more than once. That was madness, right?&lt;br /&gt;
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I do travel&amp;nbsp;a lot&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;many places&amp;nbsp;within Malaysia....Driving, taking flights...Uhh, i&amp;nbsp;have tons of story to tell everytime.&amp;nbsp;As&amp;nbsp;a person who involve in&amp;nbsp;this type of business, i have been&amp;nbsp;to many&amp;nbsp;plants, oil jetties and ports.&amp;nbsp; Every visit&amp;nbsp;that i went has been&amp;nbsp;always&amp;nbsp;an eye opener for me;&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;being able to see things with different perspectives,&amp;nbsp;to learn more, to open my heart as doing this job will lead you to meet different-different people with various backgrounds and level of knowledge;&amp;nbsp;technically and&amp;nbsp;with years of experience. &lt;br /&gt;
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I do complain sometimes that i did not get time to rest, not finding myself&amp;nbsp;as an organized person as before, my house is always in the mess especially when i travelled&amp;nbsp;for more 3-4 days a shot, leaving&amp;nbsp;Farouk with the little princess, but this is my life.&amp;nbsp;As a&amp;nbsp;wife/mommie, i think i&amp;nbsp;just have to give it a try...To make things in order and also keeping those&amp;nbsp;precious limited minutes for myself, to groom a bit and&amp;nbsp;have time on my own. Being able to think, to do a little bit of cooking as&amp;nbsp;a self taught cook as well as meeting up those old friends&amp;nbsp;whom i left behind and did not get to see for ages.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have&amp;nbsp;big plan for&amp;nbsp;2011, that are to be more organized,&amp;nbsp;to be a terrific wife/mommie&amp;nbsp;not forgetting to start&amp;nbsp;back what i have&amp;nbsp;left behind&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;many-many years....To craft&amp;nbsp;and to&amp;nbsp;be more creative until i can&amp;nbsp;start a small business on my own. I hope to be a certified SHO though. If&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;year is too packed to take all the three&amp;nbsp;papers,&amp;nbsp;it is going to be next year.&amp;nbsp;I will surely crack my head to pass all with flying colours if God let me. It is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, this is a picture of me with my ex-colleague, Fitri....Having bliss while working under the hot sun......&lt;br /&gt;
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He was my first love. I still remember that i used to adore him so much until i finally got the nerve to send him an Eidulfitri card during my form five. I must admit&amp;nbsp;it was&amp;nbsp;so silly of me&amp;nbsp;but suprisingly, i did not&amp;nbsp;wait&amp;nbsp;long for him to reply. From there we started to become friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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As one of&amp;nbsp;popular guys&amp;nbsp;at his school, i was getting the same reputation.&amp;nbsp;People started to talk about us. For me, i just careless. What i know i&amp;nbsp;never really tell him how much i adored&amp;nbsp;and even loved him from&amp;nbsp;the day&amp;nbsp;i saw him for the first time at my school but i think he must have been totally understood it right from the start when we first met.&amp;nbsp;He whom i knew was a very nice person, cared&amp;nbsp;so much about me until&amp;nbsp;he was willing to see me almost everytime i&amp;nbsp;called and said to&amp;nbsp;him&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;was in trouble. He cared and listened to my problems even&amp;nbsp;after we&amp;nbsp;completed&amp;nbsp;our SPM in&amp;nbsp;1994 and started&amp;nbsp;working. I can still recall that he came visiting when i was&amp;nbsp;waitressing&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;a fast food restaurant. All my colleagues were praising him for his good look and said&amp;nbsp;i was lucky to have him.&amp;nbsp;To be honest, i did not&amp;nbsp;really know&amp;nbsp;what he&amp;nbsp;was to me and i was to him but in my mind, he was simply the boy i&amp;nbsp;have fallen&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;out from nowhere,&amp;nbsp;God&amp;nbsp;sent him to me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our friendship did not last long though. I did not remember how we felt apart but what i remembered is,&amp;nbsp;there was a girl he was&amp;nbsp;in love with&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;she was his childhood sweetheart whom he could not forget.&amp;nbsp;From there we grew our barriers. We finally stopped knowing each other when we were in our upper six. I decided to move on with my life and he with his.&lt;br /&gt;
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Funny how&amp;nbsp;i still keep&amp;nbsp;the picture we took together when we were in our lower six.&amp;nbsp;It is still in&amp;nbsp;good condition. I saw it when i was picking up some old pictures from one of the drawers. There&amp;nbsp;is also a picture of you, smiling. It was&amp;nbsp;happening&amp;nbsp;long before&amp;nbsp;i even dreamt about you and finally found you here, online. Looking at it, i hardly recognize you but i am very much thankful to God for&amp;nbsp;letting me to&amp;nbsp;witness that you are now leading your life. Safe and sound.&amp;nbsp;I even laughed&amp;nbsp;at myself&amp;nbsp;for being childish but i learnt something from it. Love yourself before you love someone else and it is ok to lose somebody you loved for&amp;nbsp;some unexplained reasons because somehow God has been fair enough to you that He let the person you loved to be with you for some&amp;nbsp;duration of time&amp;nbsp;before really losing him/her. At least this person existed in your life before and made you happy. So, be thankful. I am&amp;nbsp;now sitting at my office desk with Coffee Beans Hazelnut Ice&amp;nbsp;Blended on my right hand side. Smiling for letting go the past. Fly away, Love. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;
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