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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.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:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMAQHs7cCp7ImA9WhdUEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491</id><updated>2011-09-29T06:04:01.508+08:00</updated><title>Whatever-lahno</title><subtitle type="html">Just a story (or whining?) of a simple girl living in this world.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Whatever-lahno" /><feedburner:info uri="whatever-lahno" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04HRH4_fyp7ImA9WhZWEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-7921625461578846519</id><published>2011-05-10T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T23:05:35.047+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-10T23:05:35.047+08:00</app:edited><title>Song that I feel right now....</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get It Right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;What have I done? I wish I could run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Away from this ship goin' under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Just tryin' to help, hurt everyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Now I feel the weight of the world is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;On my shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;What can you do when your good isn't good enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;When all that you touch tumbles down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I just wanna fix it somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;But how many times will it take?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Oh, how many times will it take for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;To get it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;To get it ri-igh-ight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Can I start again with my faith shaken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;'Cause I can't go back and undo this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I just have to stay and face my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;But if I get stronger and wiser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I'll get through this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;What can you do when your good isn't good enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;When all that you touch tumbles down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;[ From : http://www.elyrics.net/read/g/glee-cast-lyrics/get-it-right-lyrics.html ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I just wanna fix it somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;But how many times will it take?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Oh, how many times will it take for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;To get it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;So I throw up my fist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Throw a punch in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;And accept the truth that sometimes life isn't fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Yeah, I'll send down a wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Yeah, I'll send up a prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;And finally, someone will see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;How much I care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;What can you do when your good isn't good enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;When all that you touch tumbles down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I just wanna fix it somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;But how many it times will it take?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Oh, how many times will it take for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;To get it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;To get it ri-igh-ight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-7921625461578846519?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/hEqMi6Eq0p8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/7921625461578846519/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=7921625461578846519" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/7921625461578846519?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/7921625461578846519?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/hEqMi6Eq0p8/song-that-i-feel-right-now.html" title="Song that I feel right now...." /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2011/05/song-that-i-feel-right-now.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YMSX45eCp7ImA9WhZRFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-5826413764112911870</id><published>2011-04-10T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:13:08.020+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-10T21:13:08.020+08:00</app:edited><title>There's gotta be more to life...</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I've got it all, but I feel so deprived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I go up, I come down and I'm emptier inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Tell me what is this thing that I feel like I'm missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And why can't I let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;There's gotta be more to life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Cause the more that I'm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Tripping out thinking there must be more to life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Well it's life, but I'm sure... there's gotta be more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Than wanting more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I've got the time and I'm wasting it slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Here in this moment I'm half way out the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Onto the next thing, I'm searching for something that's missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[repeat chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Than waiting on something other than this life day to day&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Why am I feelin' like there's something I missed.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I like this song and the video clip is superb...now I just wondering in my life waiting what will happen next. Is not I'm down or something but it just I'm living without knowing what happen next. I don't have a big plan and I can't see my self in the next 10 years and even in the next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like I am a floating seeds that just go wherever the wind blows me. Of course I am grateful for my life, I am&amp;nbsp;grateful&amp;nbsp;for my family, I mean I'm going to be an aunty soon. I have great friends although they are not understand me at all, I have a room (rented) that cover me from rain and sun, I have car, my lovely chikita that is integral for my work and bring me anyway I want.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I've got job that nowadays kinda stressing but still can cope and I do need to work to live, and basically I have no complain in my life it just I feel I'm missing something...perhaps many people would say about love, marriage and baby but how would I missing something that I don't have from the beginning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Sometimes I just wondered when do my life begins? after I got married? having kids?grandchildren? Do I have to do like "Eat, Pray, Love" to find myself? would i able to let go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I am thinking that I need to do something different for my life, when I was chatting in travelling forum, I was complaining because there is nobody want to travel with me next year and one of forumer suggested I went travel solo, at first I was opposed of the idea and then when I think back, why not? I could learn something about myself and it is different from what I'm doing now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I'm just&amp;nbsp;babbling and feeling like tired of doing the same thing again and again. So the first step I'm going to do is to change the theme for this blog...and to coming out with more challenging activities...just wait! By the way enjoy some motivational quotes that help me to summerize my feelings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My life is still not as stable as before, with additional workload and trying to grab everything in short time, I feel like a pile of garbage was thrown on me and I'm trying the best way to find my way into "the light". Sometimes I feel can I do this? and why should I do this?&lt;br /&gt;
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It's not that I'm complaining but I do feel that I can't breath sometimes..and keep reminding myself that I can do this and be patient. I'm trying to focus on positive things and trying to hope that I still can achieve my dreams and to explore what is my capability and why am I here.&lt;br /&gt;
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I just live my life one day at the time as I refuse to think about the future, actually I am afraid to think about my future because the ability not knowing it scares me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;
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I just know that Allah has His plan for me and with all my heart I believe in Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-5528127361416341698?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/VO94hmohduo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/5528127361416341698/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=5528127361416341698" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/5528127361416341698?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/5528127361416341698?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/VO94hmohduo/31-years-old.html" title="31 years old" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2011/03/31-years-old.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQGRXY_fip7ImA9Wx9QFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-3176391564798005307</id><published>2010-12-30T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T00:32:04.846+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-30T00:32:04.846+08:00</app:edited><title>My way of saying goodbye to 2011...</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It is been a while since I wrote the blog. With all the drama and re-organization in the office, it did takes some time to recover. Well, it is true, I'm no longer will be taking care of Sabah. I'm only took care of them for one year but it is wonderful year.&lt;br /&gt;
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a) The flight - seriously I like taking flight although it is quite taxing sometimes and of course I lie window seat although for some reason it is always blocked by the wing, like you can't see anything down there.I like MAS's nasi lemak and if you taking the connection flight to Japan or KL, will get extra special Ferraro Roche and fruit cake. &amp;nbsp;I also will miss collecting points for my Enrich.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;b) The cities - for me Sandakan is a very quite city and the people there quite modest. KK is more vibrant and full of energy. It is interesting to appreciate the cities as they were and will love to go Sandakan again. (Already got ticket to go to KK again next March)&lt;br /&gt;
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c) The food - Food glorious food. Sandakan has the cheapest seafood so far and KK not bad. My instructors would say that there is the different taste between Sandakan and KK as the comes ap from different sea, Sulu and South China Sea, to tell the truth, I have not been able to differentiate it at all. Have tried Ocean King Seafood and Kampung Buli Sim-Sim in Sandakan as well as Kampung Salut Seafood in KK. Cheap and tasty.&lt;br /&gt;
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d) The people- Of course, how not to love the people. I kind like their dialect with "bah" and quite strong pronounciation for letter"R". I can see a lot kind of people and a lot of big cars...I mean really big cars. It is fascinating to see how people live in different area. When I went to Kampung Buli Sim-Sim in Sandakan, on the way to the restaurant, you can see people's house I mean literally when you walked in the small pave, you can see people cooking or just watching television in their living room, (is not like I'm peeping though). All the instructors are great and passionate about their students. I also makes friend with one of the seller in Filipino market, of course got great discount of brooch and bracelets.&lt;br /&gt;
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e) Filipino Market &amp;amp; surrounding area- &amp;nbsp;I think it is the place&amp;nbsp;although&amp;nbsp;it is quite scary first. I like to shop for bracelets and brooch, go to the Pasar Masin (of course for my mom and aunties) although my bag will smell like ikan masin after that. The place is near sea and you can see the boats coming up and down from Gaya island as well as fishing boats near the jetty. Jalan coastal is one of beautiful road along the sea and the scenery during sunset is breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;
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One of memorable moments from my Sabah trips would be during puasa month where I buka puasa earlier than anyone else as well as bersahur with cold rice and sotong bakar in 3.30 in the morning in hotel room. Then with Sunny and Shell went to Kampung Salut for my first trip with blinking fuel indicator of Viva where with no pump station around, quite scary.&lt;br /&gt;
Another one would be my rented car got hit in my second visit to KK as well as learning how to drive auto car for the first time (thanks Boss).&lt;br /&gt;
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I think I really will miss Sabah and already plan to go to KK again this March for Kota Belud and Islands....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;MH 51 to KK&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kampung Buli Sim Sim&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view from hotel room&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my favourite photos&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TQTSXGkjSwI/AAAAAAAABLk/m7UE8syMANs/s1600/34214_1427223355541_1081500442_1248645_5843331_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TQTSXGkjSwI/AAAAAAAABLk/m7UE8syMANs/s320/34214_1427223355541_1081500442_1248645_5843331_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Near Jalan Coastal, my favourite photo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TQTSrvfeOMI/AAAAAAAABLw/PnZZn2QkXys/s1600/63334_1520019475386_1081500442_1500274_4632430_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TQTSrvfeOMI/AAAAAAAABLw/PnZZn2QkXys/s320/63334_1520019475386_1081500442_1500274_4632430_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bandar Sandakan, at once glance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TQTSdbby_zI/AAAAAAAABLo/8EbjXq-EN9E/s1600/36459_1430481837001_1081500442_1257793_7258591_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TQTSdbby_zI/AAAAAAAABLo/8EbjXq-EN9E/s320/36459_1430481837001_1081500442_1257793_7258591_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scenery from the Hotel in 1Borneo&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TQTWWRhTttI/AAAAAAAABL8/J4NAhcRLpIY/s1600/36459_1430481797000_1081500442_1257792_3091694_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TQTWWRhTttI/AAAAAAAABL8/J4NAhcRLpIY/s320/36459_1430481797000_1081500442_1257792_3091694_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of favourite restaurant in 1Borneo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TQTWcksVayI/AAAAAAAABMA/r1kyVwjF5B0/s1600/45604_1489040180923_1081500442_1426613_4018920_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TQTWcksVayI/AAAAAAAABMA/r1kyVwjF5B0/s320/45604_1489040180923_1081500442_1426613_4018920_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya, I know, Charles and Keith at RM 15...near Plaza Warisan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Ok, maybe I'm writing this while watching Cake Boss on Channel 707. So that is why it comes up. Seriously, the decoration of the cakes are to die for. Not sure about the the taste though. Nowadays I keep watching people making food such as Masterchef, my new "guilty pleasure" reality series.It is about normal people who loves to cook enter the program to see whether they are really good cook like their families, friends or even themselves claimed to be. The food that they cooked will judged by 3 professional judges where one of them is the ever "Hell Kitchen guru" Gordon Ramsay. Everyone from homemaker to construction worker try to cook for the judges.&lt;br /&gt;
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What impressed me most is how guys taking the competition seriously. I mean there is a guy, literally cried and begging the judges to be pick-up for the next round. Guy literally cried. A construction worker with hardcore tattoo and riding Hurley and could knocked off somebody with just one hand, could cut the tiny carrots and manage to put reddish so&amp;nbsp;particularly&amp;nbsp;on the dishes, I mean that...he got me thinking so is it guys cooked better than us girls? Well a lot to debate off. I know two of my guy friends loves to cook and one at least can "tumbuk sambal belacan".&lt;br /&gt;
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Overall, I would think that yes, man is a good cook, however I do find them usually practice their skills in the hotels or restaurants. And usually they don't like to cook at home. Those that do cook, often so because they like doing it and tend to be good at what they are doing. Those who can't cook tend to live of takeout and microwave meals, mama or "mamak" when single. Then, tend to rely on their partner when in a relationship. That is why some men would put "pandai masak" as one of the criteria to find wife.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think it is more common that women learn to cook because of need or the different in gender bringing. I think for woman, cooking means love. You cook for your family and your partner because you love them and you love to do it (or sometimes even if you don't like to cook) .You will feel hurt if there is nobody to eat you food after slaving in the kitchen for one day and even hurt if they&amp;nbsp;criticized&amp;nbsp;your food and worse if they like other women food. Other women do cook maybe because they like to cook or they like to feed people (like me) and sometimes they don't want to cook because of lazy(like me) or when they cook, they will face more critics or harsh comments compared to man who do cook. Imagine as a women you are expected to be mastery in cooking and will facing a master such as your mom and even worst, your in-laws. Yeah you get what I mean. THAT in-LAW&lt;br /&gt;
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Overall, cooking is just part of our life and &amp;nbsp;part of art. There are so much to master in cooking business and it will never end. For me food and cooking what makes the world go round!&lt;br /&gt;
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Seriously, seriously, I need to study CSC 208 but I can bring myself to pick up the notes...too lazy but I guess it has to do with this week, what a week even thought it doesn't end yet...&lt;br /&gt;
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I've already prepared 3 proposals, one evaluation on top of that centre visit reports...a long and overdue reports (hope my boss doesn't read this) plus final exam and my sister's wedding . Thank God I only took 2 papers with exam. So, just to make it clearly I would declare this is one of busiest month of my life.&lt;br /&gt;
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On Tuesday, I forgot to bring laptop to office, then had to go to home and pick-up seriously when you are busy you also becomes forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another sad news are I already maximize my leave day, all gone and need to be working on weekends to get OIL and as for relaxing massage, I'm kinda save money for travelling next year.&lt;br /&gt;
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Some of my friends did ask why don't I buy a house or change my car? Honestly, I never really think about it. Like in my previous post, I just want to travel, that is what I like to do, I mean some people spend their money to buy the latest gadgets, change car, or follow the trends of designer clothes and decorate their house with Ikea stuff like to but for me, at least for now, &amp;nbsp;I love to collect experience, to see how other people lives and of course to capture the image so that I won't forget it.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, so next year would be a busy year for me, to travel and to live my life stress free. After that, who knows I buy a house and decorate it with Ikea stuff or settle down!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I just will leave my life freely from now on. Like I said I'm going to Europe next year, but there is slight of detour, the Europe plan is still on but postpone to 2012. I'm still going travel next year, starting with KK (yeah again) but this time not for business just to really embrace the islands and people in Kota Belud. Well plan RM 200 e-voucher from Air Asia.&lt;br /&gt;
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April to Padang, again, Indonesia is the cheapest ticket we could find so why not? that is the for fist half of the year and there will be another two trips, I'm planning...destination? to be confirmed hehe.&lt;br /&gt;
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2012 another big trip and perhaps I really to save budget for it and it will be the most important trip ever. Wow finally I have plan more than 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;
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More travel plans to come and wow after watching The Amazing Race, Kurina in Sweden looks like very interesting place to visit.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why some people can fall in love and then fall out of love? Why? where all the love go? Sometime lovers can be bitter enemies can can destroy people around them. Their children, families and friends... There are a number of reasons why people fall in love. Some people fall in love for the right reasons. Others do it out of lack of confidence. They do not want to be alone, which is not a good enough reason.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;1. Right reasons&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;Here, people fall in love because they want to offer someone something good that they have. They want to be with someone not as to depend on him or her but to share their life with them. They have something good to offer and they want something good in return. They want to spend time with someone not because they are scared to be alone but because they enjoy the other person’s company. They are not in the relationship with closed eyes but open eyes. They can see all; the good and bad happening, and they are ignoring the bad because they are scared to be alone, or because they feel embarrassed that it’s happening to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;Being in love is about giving and receiving what is good. Please, underline the word&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt;. Most people miss this point. A lot of people love the idea of being in love but not the actual fact. If many people understand the real reason of being in love and what being in love is, there would be less divorce, heartbreaks, suicides, violence and anything else that is related to bad breakups or bad relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;How can you tell someone you love him or her when you cheating on him or her. How can you tell someone that you love him or her when you can’t even stand the way him or her treats you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;How can you say that you are in love when you always fight? How can you say that you are in love when you don’t have the same goals? He wants to have children and you don’t to have children. The relationship is doomed from the start. You are only together because you don’t want to be alone. You love the idea of being in love but you are not actually living it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;You can’t be in love if you are not in love&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;The other reason why people fall in love is because people like to be treated nicely. They like to live in a good environment and be with people who know and understand them. In essence love does fulfill this. You can get this kind of environment from your family or friends or strangers but it is not within a time frame. It can end anytime and also family, friends and strangers won’t always have time for you. They have their own lives to live. So as much as they love you, they can’t guarantee that they will always here for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;A twenty-years old girl can fall in love with a sixty-years old man and vice versa. And it has happened in a lot of cases where people with a big age gap have fallen in love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Anyone can fall in love but not all do it for the right reasons.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;2. Wrong reasons&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;There are a lot of people who fall in love for the wrong reasons and because of this, they can’t be in love. Being in love is a wonderful thing and some people just like the idea of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;But in order to be in love, you have to be in love with someone. And this is where the trouble arises. Because some people love the idea of being in love so much, they end up falling in love with the first person that is a little bit nice to them. They don’t take their time to know the person. And even if the person shows signs of hurting them in the future, they ignore the signs. They are more concerned about being with someone, than being with someone who really loves and cares about them. It takes a long time to know a really good person but it only takes a short time to know a bad person. A good person is there but you just don’t notice because you are too busy looking everywhere else other than next to you. A bad person is at a far distance, all you have to do is look up and they will come over to you. A lot of people (girls especially) are scared of being alone. Thus they always end up falling for the wrong person because their logic mind is clouded with the desire to be with someone, anybody that shows interest in them. They don’t assess the person. All they care about is that he/she doesn’t come on to strongly. They don’t care about his looks, what he does for a living, his interests and future plans. We are constantly told not to worry about these things; looks, money etc. But if you are going to commit to someone, you will have to do so knowing how, the lack of or having these things will affect your relationship in the future. Most relationships end because people change their minds. For example, they hook up with someone without money and they don’t have money either. It seems good at first with all the love and sex but you have to survive as well. And so when the times get tough, they pull out of the relationship. They can’t handle having no money and this leads to them to do more worrying and struggling than loving and enjoying life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;In another case, someone would go out with a fairly unattractive person because they don’t want to be alone. They ignore the unattractiveness instead of accepting it. The relationship is good at first because of all the adrenaline of being with someone new and the sex offered. Thereafter, the adrenaline goes down and they are forced to look at the person and realize that they can’t handle their unattractiveness and start looking for a way out of the relationship. Any quarrel or opportunity to meet someone else is taken as a reason to breakup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;Most relationships are not over, on the day someone says it’s over, but weeks, months or years in advance. You were just looking for the perfect time to tell someone and also the embarrassment of not being able to honor your commitment, love puts you off from telling that person until you are discovered of cheating on them, or forced to, out of anger during an argument.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;People also fall in love to show off. The love the idea of being in love so much and they don'’ want to be left out. They want everyone to see that they can be loved as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;There are the ones who normally talk about their partner and how much they love them, all the time to their friends. There is a difference between being happy and showing off. To them it’s not just a matter of I have a wonderful partner but, see what he did for me, look at us, observe closely, keep watching, listen. The whole relationship is superficial. It’s a show mostly put up for their friends and anyone in close proximity. This is a relationship that doesn’t involve planning for the future, sharing ideas, growing together. But it’s more of being together for everyone to see that you are not alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;A lot of young girls fall into this. A lot of young guys love to show off too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;People should realize that there is nothing wrong with being single because it gives you time to make yourself a better person for your partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;A lot of time is spent and wasted looking for the right person instead of making yourself the right person. Instead of looking for Mr. Right, be Ms. Right, and Mr. Right will find you, and vice versa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you want something good, you should be willing to offer something good&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;We live in a world where we spend a lot of time asking ‘what can you give me?’ rather than asking ‘what will I give you?’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TLW1qmgN2zI/AAAAAAAABJY/Fys0HN8DF_g/s1600/sweet-couple-cartoons-468-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TLW1qmgN2zI/AAAAAAAABJY/Fys0HN8DF_g/s320/sweet-couple-cartoons-468-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Guess I'm not ready to give something to anyone else yet!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-top: 0.75em; text-indent: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-6455745642107178624?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/hIPBP-ht4zY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/6455745642107178624/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=6455745642107178624" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/6455745642107178624?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/6455745642107178624?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/hIPBP-ht4zY/why-do-people-fall-in-love.html" title="Why do people fall in love?" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TLW1zWDHEWI/AAAAAAAABJc/dJ1ne5L_-J8/s72-c/sweet-couple-cartoons-468-2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-do-people-fall-in-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEMRXs9eCp7ImA9Wx5VEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-8145944624202478926</id><published>2010-10-03T21:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T22:38:04.560+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-03T22:38:04.560+08:00</app:edited><title>Europe, here I come...</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, after much thinking I've decided to travel to Europe next year. I plan to go with Kelana Convoy (www.kelanaconvoy.uk) where I will take the Conquest Europe for 15 days probably in September.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure this is a great idea or not as it involves a lot of money and need to apply leave which I'm don't have, both of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I just though, I'm already in my 30s..no husband, no kids, and regrettably, no life. I do have social life, I love my friends and love to spend my time with my family but somehow I feel that it is time for me to do something for myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first trigger would be when I saw the raya photos in local newspaper with the snow background and see how happy they were...it is still killing me after all this years...you see I have a dream to study overseas when I was young and thanks to my grade and financially, the dream become a dream. For over the years, I can't read or see the story of overseas student espcially in Majalah Remaja as I was full of envy...until now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second trigger would be Disney movie "UP" where the dreams of the main character, Carl Fredriksen is fulfilling his and his late wife wish to go to Paradise Falls and they have the adventure spirits that never ends. They have save up money many times and when it comes for them to go his wife died and leave him bitterly. Although he finally he is able to have his own adventure when he is quite old but I've just thinking what if I can fulfilled my dreams to visit Europe? Of course if there something bad happen to me, I can't go. that's it. But what if I got married with somewhat who doesn't like to travel? What if he likes to travel but we didn't got to do it as we are so busy with our married life and kids...of course I would be so happy to be married and have kids, but I couldn't help to wondering whether my dream to travel the world (half of it) will come true.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third trigger would be when I saw one of my friends photos while she's travelling to Europe last month, the photo of windmills and tulips kinda killing me inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course it would be great if my friends has the same dream like me so that we can go together but since, they don't, I might have to go alone. One of my classmate said she would likes to go with me and I'm praying that her mother would let her be, so I can have a company, but I tried to brave myself if I have to go alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do have some doubts as do I able to do this alone, and would my parents let me go, I have time to save money and the most important thing, do I have leave to be applied. I have rough calculations that I need to spend around 2 weeks leave, and that's mean that I could take any leave unless it was necessary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course the other major thing that I need to do is to save up my money...some of my friends said that the budget RM8000 is too expensive, I do agree with them but if your heart into, you will find the way...meaning no new phone, I might start to home cook again and it is actually good for my diet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope that I can realise this dream as I need to move on, if not I will keep thinking when would it happen and someone told me the reason that I still haven't found the one yet because there is something holding me back, then I remember when I was young, I always said that I will travel around the world before getting married, maybe that is the hold up...who knows..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, from now, I will try to realise this dream and pray that Air Asia will have sale soon and who knows perhaps i will meet my knight during this trip....cheerios!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TKiTnPEOdGI/AAAAAAAABJM/WbiJU4rCU3Q/s1600/windmill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TKiTnPEOdGI/AAAAAAAABJM/WbiJU4rCU3Q/s320/windmill.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523827245238350946" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TKiTm_tazII/AAAAAAAABJE/xSJbLmzZpOI/s320/london17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TKiTmgTqsYI/AAAAAAAABI8/5SSm7QX9648/s1600/europe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TKiTmgTqsYI/AAAAAAAABI8/5SSm7QX9648/s320/europe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523827232686649730" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TKiTmcvBNkI/AAAAAAAABI0/ow982ry4VDw/s320/castle-neuschwanstein-castle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-8145944624202478926?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/LpBCGhbrzOY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/8145944624202478926/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=8145944624202478926" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/8145944624202478926?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/8145944624202478926?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/LpBCGhbrzOY/europe-here-i-come.html" title="Europe, here I come..." /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TKiTnPEOdGI/AAAAAAAABJM/WbiJU4rCU3Q/s72-c/windmill.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2010/10/europe-here-i-come.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AMSXsyfSp7ImA9Wx5WF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-369484600583798292</id><published>2010-09-29T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T23:56:28.595+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-29T23:56:28.595+08:00</app:edited><title>I'm back...</title><content type="html">Wow, it has been more than a year since my last entry...many things happen then, my sister got engaged and getting married this November, I travel frequently to Sabah this year,and our company trip is to Kota  Kinabalu, what a coincident!! I went to Bali and Singapore. I'm not sure if I can't recap what has been going on in my life for the past few months but I can started from now on. I guess I feel guilty as I supposed to write centre visit report, rather than the entry of my blog...and also supposed to study and whining in my blog. So with one overdue centre visit report and area proposal to write, 3 quizzes and 1 test, I update my blog...hehe...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: Going to be super busy and no weekend for me, got ASM and Class...next week got wedding and ASHR Ceremony to attend. To the bed we go zzzzzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TKNbIgVyKII/AAAAAAAABIM/iKHjSeAww0g/s1600/IMG_0598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TKNbIgVyKII/AAAAAAAABIM/iKHjSeAww0g/s320/IMG_0598.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522357769764743298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TKNbICXI6MI/AAAAAAAABIE/PrHUEsLFQWo/s1600/DSC_1469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TKNbICXI6MI/AAAAAAAABIE/PrHUEsLFQWo/s320/DSC_1469.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522357761717364930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/TKNbH0_qvQI/AAAAAAAABH8/SGxWzWh1ijs/s1600/IMG_0310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/ShVYuiwNB_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/1Ch_E2MnkdY/s320/3060764260_ab308326c3_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338270489943803890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/ShVYMBcigUI/AAAAAAAAAi0/1pbp8bZTlUY/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've already packs my things and ready to go. Although been to the island for I don't know how many times already but still excited. I'm looking forward for Island hopping on the second day. We will go to Pulau Beras Basah as well as Pulau Dayang Bunting. Well, my dad say to go swimming in the tasik, well will see about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember my first company trip is Langkawi and that also is the first time I took a ride in plane. We did stay in th same hotel though for this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well will update about the trip after coming back and hopefully it will be enjoyable one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/ShVX9jfsNRI/AAAAAAAAAis/xYjmgdVi04o/s1600-h/Dayang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/ShVX9jfsNRI/AAAAAAAAAis/xYjmgdVi04o/s320/Dayang.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338269648329389330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: Yeah my choice won american Idol....wohooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-151341562169697779?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/_2CY2Euu9d0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/151341562169697779/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=151341562169697779" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/151341562169697779?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/151341562169697779?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/_2CY2Euu9d0/ke-langkawi-pula.html" title="Ke Langkawi pula" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/ShVYuiwNB_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/1Ch_E2MnkdY/s72-c/3060764260_ab308326c3_m.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2009/05/ke-langkawi-pula.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIFSHs7fyp7ImA9WxJRGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-2391700905849460208</id><published>2009-05-20T21:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:08:39.507+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-20T22:08:39.507+08:00</app:edited><title>Adam vs. Kris</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/ShQOwC09NJI/AAAAAAAAAic/24qpHzDZ3Vc/s1600-h/kris-allen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/ShQOwC09NJI/AAAAAAAAAic/24qpHzDZ3Vc/s320/kris-allen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337907676896375954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/ShQOog9UmnI/AAAAAAAAAiU/tdJFa5ZhZ0s/s1600-h/adam-lambert-next-american-idol--large-msg-123567097836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/ShQOog9UmnI/AAAAAAAAAiU/tdJFa5ZhZ0s/s320/adam-lambert-next-american-idol--large-msg-123567097836.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337907547545574002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Again, like before I will recap on the American Idol finale for this season. My choice is one of the finale, no...not Adam Lambert, Kris Allen of course. He is like the underdog for this season, I never thought that he will go through till the end, actually. I also never thought Adam will be in the finale also. Again, I think my choice will be a second place, I guess, same like last year prediction. Adam has massive fans even from celebrities. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me Kris can be a singer such as James Morrison and James Blunt, and I love both of them especailally James Morrison. You know, kind of folksy stuff while Adam more rocker screamy stuff such as Aerosmith and Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. For today's show, a lot of celebrities coming to see them even Suri Cruise and her mother, Katie Holmes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First sessions, both singing the songs of their choices from the season. Adam starts first singing "Mad World" from Tears for Fears(famoust song "Shout"). I like him wearing the long coat and the fog effect. It is ok and he did not over sang the song. Then Kris sang "Ain't no sunshine" by Bill Withers. Actually I'm not so hot for the song, I like when he sang "To make you feel my love" by Garth Brooks in Top 11 as that is when I though he is good. All judges love it even Simon said Kris won the firts session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they need to sing song choice from the creator of the show Simon Fuller.  Adam sang "A Change Is Gonna Come" by Sam Cooke while Kris sang "What's going On" by Marvin Gaye. I think Adam doing a great job while Kris sing ok and really being true to himself. Well the judges love Adam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;third round, they sang song produced by one of the judges, Kara "No Boundaries". I don't think it is a great song. When Adam sing it, I thought this song is great for Adam's voice because the song have a lot high notes, but when he sang it like the words jumble out. For me so-so only. When Kris sang it, I like it but unfortunately he cannot sang the high not so greatly. I wish they they created two different songs that compatible with their voices. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truthfully, I don't know who will win tomorrow. My prediction is Adam but of course I want Kris to win. Come to think of it, my choice will always be runner-up such as David Archuletta, Blake Lewis and of course Clay Aiken. So, we wait and see for tomorrowla!&lt;br /&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/764252264589928491-2391700905849460208?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/hw86QEJSkdI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/2391700905849460208/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=2391700905849460208" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/2391700905849460208?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/2391700905849460208?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/hw86QEJSkdI/adam-vs-kris.html" title="Adam vs. Kris" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/ShQOwC09NJI/AAAAAAAAAic/24qpHzDZ3Vc/s72-c/kris-allen.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2009/05/adam-vs-kris.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQASH89eSp7ImA9WxJSFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-4225618554111658282</id><published>2009-05-05T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:19:09.161+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-06T00:19:09.161+08:00</app:edited><title>Terengganu kite!</title><content type="html">Well, what can I say, finally here is the update from my trip to Terengganu which is 3 days before my final Statistics paper. We went ther on Friday morning, stay one night and when to ka Pah's wedding at Dungun on the next day. Well it was an interesting trip indeed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started at 9.30am as again, kak Zubaidah is late. We're supposed to meet at Bangsar at 9am. Everybody quite worried whether I'm joining the trip or not as yesterday I was asked to go home as I had a fever which the doctor didn't give me an MC but still I was asked to go home. Dame the swine flu! Well, I just go home as instructed an sleep hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, around 9.45am our journey begin, five of us in green lime Myvi or should I say Myvious. Our first stop is at the Petronas station after Genting Sempah because we didn't have breakfast yet. Then the journey continue as we become lost after Kuantan to Cherating as kakAin was wondering why the sea at our left instead of our right side. It took us like 10 minutes to figure out that we actually on the opposite direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As expected, the queen of sleeping in the car, Shila manages to do her job although I give her credit that she didn't start to sleep after Cherating. Then we stop at Paka as we took picture of the "loji Petronas" where you can see the fire coming out from one of the "cerobong". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The scenery was great as you can see the coconut trees, beautiful villages and bluest sea I've ever seen. It was so calming to live there, I guess. We see a lot of stalls selling "keropok lekor" but we didn't manage to stop as we want to arrived to Kuala Terenganu fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we arrived the first thing we do is to stop at "Masjid Terapung" and take pictures.  The mosque was beautiful and smaller than I thought it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it is time to find our apartment whicIh our landmark Inter Continental Hotel. It was not far than our apartment though. Well, the apartment waas not as we expected to be. It is quite scary as some windows can't be close safely. The apartment has 3 rooms and 2 bathrooms. No towel or complementary soaps. Just simple apartment only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's time for dinner, which we actually don't know where to go. we went to Batu Burok beach as we thought there will be a lot of stalls or seafood restaurants there. Boy, how wrong are we as we can't find decent restaurant. We did found one which we need to wait for 40 minutes because of many people in the restaurant, fine then we want to order, suddenly the waiter said that there was no seafood just chicken and beef. Great, we travel all the way from Kl just to eat chicken and beef? well we did ask her any other restaurant near the beach, she said no..and after we get out from the place there was a restaurant right next to the previous restaurant but unfortunately for us no seafood either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we are becomes more hungry, we decided just to look around and there decents arcase stall, which I think quite similar to what we have in KL. So we decided to drive around until we found a signboard has a waterfront on it. We said what a heck just check out what  else is there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our luck suddenly change ad we see there is a decent restaurant there. At first we are afraid to go in as it looks quite expensive. Well, as long as we are here, we might as well go in. We cautiously order the small size meals and only the tom yam is the medium size. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The meals are worth the money we pay. I still can feel the taste of kerabu mangga which is soooo delicious. Although we ordered the small size meals but still we can't finish all of them so we made a pact as we won't move until we finished up whatever it is on the table. so it turns out that we are the last customers that come out from the restaurant. The waiters are waiting for us to get-out before they can clean-up...sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first day ends as I find it hard to open my eyes. Some, who had the energy take the opportunity to iron baju kurung for tomorrow wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was woken-up by annoying voice of Kak Zubaidah and our plan for the morning is to go to Pasar Payang. We arrived there around 8.30am and manages to get a parkinfg space but quite a walk to the pasar. the first thing we do is to have breakfast. I have nasi lemak with fish while kak Ain and Faiza had nasi dagang in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do go quite crazy in the pasar which I admit because all the clothes are beautiful an feel likes want to buy all, and you can actually use credit card here. How crazy is that? Well, I can assure that I'm not swipe my credit card this time but I did manage to use all money with some clothes for raya and some expensive tudungs. But I have to give a respect to Kak Azubaidah and Kak Ain because they stayed in the tudung shop for almost 1 hours as me and Shila manage to "tawaf" the whole pasar like 2-3 times and they still the shops looking and arguing which tudung they would buy. I think the shop girl also quite tired with them but she has to put-uop as they are her biggest customers I would say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess we didn't think much where to put all the things that we bought in the car, so we utilize the space as we could. Lucky for Shila that she doesn't has to be tied up on the roof of the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way to Dungun, we manage to stop for "keropok lekor" well, I think that should close the deal for our trip to Terengganu. We arrived there around 2pm which the ceremony already end and the bride and group went to the beach for photo session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I have to direct Linda who forgot to bring the invitation card and who wants to go alone with her boyfriend. Of course at the end we manage to meet the bride and the groom together. I think we manage to bring down the house as we speaks loudly like nobody business. At the end it is the time to say goodbye to Kak Pah and Terengganu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well all the way back to KL, Shila is sleeping soundly even she bought Nescafe at 7-11 so that she won't sleep but it is not working at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would say that this is one of trip that I will remember forever. Looking back I did not regret the trip although supposedly I should study. That is one of the far places I go for a wedding and hope to go there again.  Now, it is time to find out which place should I go nest for cuti-cuti Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SgBg28KrEKI/AAAAAAAAAek/GZ7I6o0Cp1k/s320/DSC03289.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332368455786762402" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kejap ada .....                                                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SgBg24e71dI/AAAAAAAAAes/SRRV6ht4fzU/s320/DSC03290.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332368454798005714" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kejap habis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SgBg2uoTm3I/AAAAAAAAAeU/1ifh80zLOcI/s320/DSC03277.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332368452152957810" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the beach near the mosque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SgBjCY9QBAI/AAAAAAAAAfs/T_Gxi53oKsk/s320/Image010.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332370851516908546" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        Telur penyu...kesian penyu...                                                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SgBjCQJ1uQI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Q3Qs7aDekcg/s320/Image008.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332370849153792258" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keropok...nyum-nyum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SgBjCH1LYEI/AAAAAAAAAfc/qpcRuEhdYUw/s1600-h/P5010751.JPG"&gt;        &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SgBjB98QORI/AAAAAAAAAfU/VR6c59B2YF8/s320/DSC03304.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332370844264970514" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Me and the bride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SgBjBpyaclI/AAAAAAAAAfM/YPWqtyGEEPE/s1600-h/DSC03298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SgBjBpyaclI/AAAAAAAAAfM/YPWqtyGEEPE/s320/DSC03298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332370838854988370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, they all fit inside myvious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;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/764252264589928491-4225618554111658282?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/NUrbOr8AFBc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/4225618554111658282/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=4225618554111658282" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/4225618554111658282?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/4225618554111658282?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/NUrbOr8AFBc/terengganu-kite.html" title="Terengganu kite!" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SgBg28KrEKI/AAAAAAAAAek/GZ7I6o0Cp1k/s72-c/DSC03289.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2009/05/terengganu-kite.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8BRnk_fip7ImA9WxJTGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-7356276937420312094</id><published>2009-04-28T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:54:17.746+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-28T21:54:17.746+08:00</app:edited><title>Today's paper</title><content type="html">Well, what can I say about today's Macroeconomy paper? I'm glad I know most of the answer but still got confusion there. My health condition does no help either as I have a slight migraine and "bersin" for the whole 3 hours. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, since I can't study during weekends as I'm working and karaoke night doesn't help either. Well now need to prepare for two more papers where I only can study on Sunday because I'm going to attend Pah's wedding in Terengganu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I'm quite excited about the trip as I can go shopping at Payang Market. The clothes there are beautiful and just want to get ready for Raya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I try to study during this trip, if I can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SfcJnRFIjXI/AAAAAAAAAT8/n6JOPB-q7PY/s1600-h/pasar_payang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SfcJnRFIjXI/AAAAAAAAAT8/n6JOPB-q7PY/s320/pasar_payang.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329739254220754290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pasar Payang, here I come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SfcKMyc-QxI/AAAAAAAAAUE/KY4OQma1vvQ/s1600-h/235601807_7546f9a003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SfcKMyc-QxI/AAAAAAAAAUE/KY4OQma1vvQ/s320/235601807_7546f9a003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329739898834273042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-7356276937420312094?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/8R8nJhL6u_I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/7356276937420312094/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=7356276937420312094" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/7356276937420312094?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/7356276937420312094?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/8R8nJhL6u_I/todays-paper.html" title="Today's paper" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SfcJnRFIjXI/AAAAAAAAAT8/n6JOPB-q7PY/s72-c/pasar_payang.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2009/04/todays-paper.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MBQXw7eip7ImA9WxJTFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-8379853209606271464</id><published>2009-04-22T20:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:10:50.202+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-22T22:10:50.202+08:00</app:edited><title>Talent or not? That is the question...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/Se8lEU-pMaI/AAAAAAAAAT0/2aFZcHXVNBI/s1600-h/du_08.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/Se8lEU-pMaI/AAAAAAAAAT0/2aFZcHXVNBI/s320/du_08.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327517640483746210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Susan Boyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just watch Susan Boyle's youtube video from Britain's Got Talent show. Wow seriously she can sing and it was a beautiful voice.So far around 100 million people already watch the video and now she is an instant celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously looking at her appearance you will never thought that she can sing amazingly That show talents come in many different faces and physical. I know a friend who has a little bit of weight but can play sepak takraw and still can do the split on the air, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my hidden talent? So far I can't quite figure out yet, but let me tell you what I can't do:s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't draw - art and engineering drawing. The highest score for my art is C+. We need to draw "Gotong-royong di sekolah" and I drew this guy stiffly holding a broom and looking at the audience wearing hat. One of my friend commented that is one of the best picture I ever produce. Meaning that I never draw something pretty before. I took Engineering technical drawing in Form 4 &amp;amp; Form 5, I have no choice actually, whether you take engineering subject or accountancy and biology, of course i don't want to surgery with frog. During SPM I lost hope for the subject, and I though whatever happen, happen but thank god that I passed the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I can't see 3-D picture - for some reason I'm not able to see 3-d pictures. One of my friends used to have a 3-D book and everybody take turn to borrow the book. When it it is my turn, I can't see a thing, they said there is a pirate ship and all I can see is the pattern. I tried everything like put the book right in front of my eyes and slowly bring it away from my face, not working. Open my eyes as big as I can, na'ah..so I just give-up. I still occasionally try to figure out on how to see the hidden picture still not avail, any tips anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That are some of things that I can't do. I think I'm a average cook, I can cook spaghetti start from scratch not the sous comes from the can. I mean I can start from the minced meat to do the source with the tomatoes. I like to try new recipes but the problem is I'm lazy to cook as it cost more and take sometime too do it than just tapau from the gerai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm good with the machine, paper stuck in the copy machines,both  I'm the man, I mean the girl. Anything about Excel, I can do the most of the formulas. I'm an avid map reader. If you are looking for a team mate for Amazing Race, call me plus I can drive manual. But don't ask me how to go back to the previous place as I can arrive the new place based on the printed Google map but sometimes I lost on the way&lt;br /&gt;back from the place. Last time, I went to visit centre in Klang and on the way back I lost and almost reach West Port, I thought there will be a U-turn as I go along but noooo. I only one stop away reaching to the seaside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do sing in karaoke as with my student card, I do have to pay less than normal charges. Yes, I'm abusing my student card although I'm not a very good student as my exam is less than 6 days away but I'm happily writing my blog. I should stop now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-8379853209606271464?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/pN1nDiBbug4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/8379853209606271464/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=8379853209606271464" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/8379853209606271464?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/8379853209606271464?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/pN1nDiBbug4/talent-or-not-that-is-question.html" title="Talent or not? That is the question..." /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/Se8lEU-pMaI/AAAAAAAAAT0/2aFZcHXVNBI/s72-c/du_08.1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2009/04/talent-or-not-that-is-question.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMFSH8_fCp7ImA9WxVaGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-2225070430885071663</id><published>2009-04-16T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:53:39.144+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-16T20:53:39.144+08:00</app:edited><title>Bye bye Grissom</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SecqL41kzjI/AAAAAAAAATk/7oUt4fMpNmU/s1600-h/GW206H305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SecqL41kzjI/AAAAAAAAATk/7oUt4fMpNmU/s320/GW206H305.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325271468112924210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, finally in CSI he annouced that he is leaving. I was so shock. I mean I knew he is leaving the show but still…I found it’s hard to believe. This is one of the only show that I never missed a single episode and still exciting after 9 seasons. Last time, I do watch Lost but seriously I’m kind of lost already. Heroes? well becomes zero to me so I just waited for the marathon and watched them in one day. Although I do watch other 2 CSI but so far the original one is the best. Gil Grissom is my favourite character as well as Greg Sanders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the kind of boss that you’re looking for. He has a lot of wisdom, kind of funny and he is kind of mentor to both Greg and Hodges. He is very serious with his work that make him “politically deaf” as he doesn’t care to suck-up to others and just  do his own work. He makes working with corpse and bugs seems so cool. If I don’t have a phobia on blood, I bet I want to become a forensic expert like him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course my favourite episodes featuring the miniature killer, which is chilling and you can’t wait to know who is the miniature killer is. His favourite quote is “dead can’t speak for themselves”. I also like his relationship with Sara Sidle. I think they look cute together. He likes to ride rollercoaster (like I am, after being force, of course) and sensitive if the victim is children or teenagers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait to see him for the last time next week. But I guess he leaving the show while he was on top to rekindle with Sara. Boy, I’m sure going to miss his witty sense and his bug knnowledge. So, bye Gil Grissom…hope to see you as guest star in CSI again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-2225070430885071663?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/pBupanVZoIY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/2225070430885071663/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=2225070430885071663" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/2225070430885071663?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/2225070430885071663?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/pBupanVZoIY/bye-bye-grissom.html" title="Bye bye Grissom" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SecqL41kzjI/AAAAAAAAATk/7oUt4fMpNmU/s72-c/GW206H305.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2009/04/bye-bye-grissom.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08HQHw4fip7ImA9WxVaEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-8056554053959628084</id><published>2009-04-07T23:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T01:37:11.236+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-08T01:37:11.236+08:00</app:edited><title>Feel like kicking my a**</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SduONQBEkxI/AAAAAAAAATc/no14sVXieoM/s1600-h/m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SduONQBEkxI/AAAAAAAAATc/no14sVXieoM/s320/m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322003742957277970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started on Saturday morning, a day before my last class for this semester. I already my law assignment, just waited to be printed. I'm quite happy with it as I though I've done the best that I can.  So now what I have to do is to print out Macro home test that my instructor just send out by e-mail at 12am and to do Macro assignment.  So, I wondering where do I have to go to pringt both assignmnet and home test? At first I went out to buy my lunch at Bangsar's McDonald. I try to look around there wondering would there a be a printing shop or something but failed. I should have known better as that area is a "bangsar kaya" area not like my place"bangsar mioskin" where you can get a burger for RM 1.50 (used to be RM1) at pasar malam. Of course most people there and laptop and computer with printer. If there "kurang kaya" there will go to Starbucks, buy a cup or two of lattes and use the free wifi. So i thought I just try again at my place. Luckily or( unlucky) for me there's a digital image shop near the 7E that I can print them but it will cost me RM 1 per sheet and mind you it is black and white printing. I though what a heck, I desperate already. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately she can only print the home test as the law assignment I forgot to save in Microsoft Word format. Yes, I used a free software, Open Office as a substitute for microsoft office which i think is very useful and free as to install microsoft office home addition I need to fork-up more money which is I have a little right now. So I thought I will come back around 6pm to print it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went home eat my lunch and busy working with the home test. After a little break, I stop for a while for Hannah Montana. I know what everybody think but seriously the girl can act and the show is very funny. Then I taught I want to continue to do the test and just print the assignment after 6.30pm as I thought the shop usually close at 8pam or something. Imagine to my surpise when the shop closed already and it is only 6.45pm. Where the heck I have to go know. Two choices, Midvalley or KL Sentral. Well I don't want to drive to Midvalley looking for parking and pay RM 3 just to print 2 sheets of paper, so I thought better to go to KL Sentral.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, lucky for me, in KL Sentral there is a shop that we can print document and it only cost RM 0.40 per sheet for black and white printing. Then after that, the rain  start to pouring down and I was stuck in KL Sentral. I just mad at my self for not driving as I went there by train. I still haven't complete the home test, assignment and read for the law test tomorrow. So what do I do? Having my dinner day and praying the rain will stop soon as If I just go through the rain, my law assignment will be wet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rain stop, finally and come back at home around 8.30pm. I decided to skip the macro assignment as I do have 3 hours in afternoon before the class started. Then I stated to read the law book which occasionally my eyes went to tv wathing Saturday Night Live. The show is funny. Well I though maybe the whole class will plead for the instructor to have open book test, so I just stop and go to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First class, Law. I found out actually I 've a wrong question and immediately try to do 5 minuted before the class. When the lecturer when in, I went to her to address her my problem and she just look my two pieces of assignment and start to blabbering how some people (meaning me) didn't listen what she has saying in the class. She shows my assignment as "what not to do during the final exam". Some of my classmate actually do the 2 questions assigment in 10 pages front and back with the colourful cover and binds. Then it hit me, what was I thinking, I wasn't thinking as student at all, I'm thinking as a working adult. During my student year last time I did do my assignment my coulourful printing cover and binding. I guess I just forgot. Actually while she is blabbering I was standing in front and actually I didn't feel shame at all, I feel relief that I know this before final exam, imagine if I did the answer during that time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we have a quiz and a test which is without open book. Great, I've said. I'm screwed!. Actually, I can't think anymore as I fell like really want to kick myself for the assignment. Test is one question with 100 marks and Quizzes with 5 questions, 10 marks per question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 15 minues watching all the students staring at the questions with blank espression, she said that we can open the text book. Me looking at the questions again doing the mistakes by answering the quiz and being thought the lesson just now, so I elaborate  the answer as long as I can with the example of cases and only manage to aanswer 2 questions only while for the 100 marks question I only manage to answer I think around 10% only as I miscalculated the time given. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, I can't imagine what is my carried mark for law, if I can get 20 marks I willl be happy already although I need to study super extra hard for my final. I really feel that I need to score in law paper as a revenge. Then finally, the lecturer gives me a second chance to do the assignment but need to send on that day. Still during my Statistics class I can't really concentrate as I can't let go wht just happen. I knew I could do better in the test and Quiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As fo Macro assignment, still I can't completed for one page as I under underestimate the number of questions. Finally, I submitted without the last page as the class started already the lecturer asking for it already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday night, I stayed up to 2am doing the assignment as I was like copying the text books with all the cases and and it is quite hard as I already sleepy. Finally manage to e-mail the assignment after 2.30am and I do thing the laptop and broadband that I've got on tha week are the blessing from god. I don't know what to do if I don't own them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it is quite long but I think the moral of the story is stop lagging the works. All the assignments was given like two weeks ago and I just thought I can do all of them in 2 days. One of my resolution this year is to get dean list as I never been one. I did almost get last time during my student year, so I really need to study hard for the 3 papers. This is one of part of my life that I can control na do domething about it. So wish me luck and especially will power as I really need both of them. &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/764252264589928491-8056554053959628084?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/ovI_5nFDu10" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/8056554053959628084/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=8056554053959628084" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/8056554053959628084?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/8056554053959628084?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/ovI_5nFDu10/serves-me-right-akaa-padan-muka-aku.html" title="Feel like kicking my a**" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SduONQBEkxI/AAAAAAAAATc/no14sVXieoM/s72-c/m.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2009/04/serves-me-right-akaa-padan-muka-aku.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcESHgzfip7ImA9WxVbFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-2961341547814185773</id><published>2009-04-02T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:26:49.686+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-02T23:26:49.686+08:00</app:edited><title>My trip to KK</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font: normal normal normal 13px/19px 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Tahoma, Verdana, sans-serif; padding-top: 0.6em; padding-right: 0.6em; padding-bottom: 0.6em; padding-left: 0.6em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, it has been so long since I updated my blog. Why? Maybe because I'm quite busy nowadays since I better write reports than updating blogs if you know what I mean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I've been offered to travel to KK to support new centre, well, at first I quite hesitate as I'm really don't want to give PO to public as I'm quite shy or I would say, "pemalu orangnya" but since this is the only state I've in Malaysia I've never been, I'm thinking what the heck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since I'm going alone, I though it would be a great adventures, nevertheless it is. I arrived at KK airport around 10pm and waiting for my luggage for almost 20 minutes. I'm quite worried as it is quite late and I'm a girl and alone. The CSI effect comes to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The taxi driver was driving very fast. Seriously, he never stop at the roundabout to peek or something just go through like nobody business. I'm glad I get to the hotel safely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My hotel situated near the shopping mall and the room is soooooo cold, seriously. It is 22 celcious and it is still cold like in the freezer. My hands felt almost numb as I keep playing solitire on the company laptop which somehow can't connect to the internet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The staff there quite sweet trying to figure out what is wrong with the connection. He tried to change the network wire, plug-in and plug-out and even take off the connection plug out of the wall and inspected. They never suspect that actually it is the laptop problem which is really frustrating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't manage to anywhere except to work as I don't know where to go. I did go around the shopping mall, and I would say it is more standard than midvalley and a little bit lower class than The Garden. They do have a free bus to the town and when I tried to register, it is full already. Luckily, because that afternoon it was raining like cats and dogs and for sure I unable to comeback to hotel before going to work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall, it was quite interesting journey. I manage to buy some brooches for my sister, my umi and myself at Pasar Filipino.  The crystal there is quite cheap and I wasn't thinking when I purchased the things because they all beautiful although when I get there, no electricity at that place. But it is ok, so I know which crystal that bling the most without the help from the lamp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would definetely comes here again to go around town and snorkeling at Sipadan Island. Just need to find a right time and right partner as nowadays everybody save their money for weddinglah or too busy datinglah and all sort of excuse they can thing of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I guess I will updating my blog frequently as I already purchased a new laptop with celcom broadband. I think it is a need as I'm a student now and I can't rely for office to do my assigment (which I never did, honestly).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp"&gt;&lt;dl id="attachment_84" class="wp-caption alignnone" style="width: 310px; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); text-align: center; background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243); padding-top: 4px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; -webkit-border-top-right-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 3px 3px; "&gt;&lt;dt class="wp-caption-dt"&gt;&lt;a href="http://saerah80.blog.friendster.com/files/compaq_presario_cq40-115au.jpg" mce_href="http://saerah80.blog.friendster.com/files/compaq_presario_cq40-115au.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-84" title="Compaq Presario" src="http://saerah80.blog.friendster.com/files/compaq_presario_cq40-115au-300x268.jpg" mce_src="http://saerah80.blog.friendster.com/files/compaq_presario_cq40-115au-300x268.jpg" alt="My laptop" width="300" height="268" style="border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="wp-caption-dd" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 4px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;My laptop&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, keep on blogging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P/S: I was quite sad that one of my favourite AI, Megan contestant was out today. She is sooo beautiful and quite unique.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-2961341547814185773?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/fLWU8ITUqFo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/2961341547814185773/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=2961341547814185773" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/2961341547814185773?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/2961341547814185773?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/fLWU8ITUqFo/my-trip-to-kk.html" title="My trip to KK" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-trip-to-kk.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcBR30-eyp7ImA9WxVRFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-558355150613743391</id><published>2009-01-23T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T14:27:36.353+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-23T14:27:36.353+08:00</app:edited><title>My life as a student</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SXliUcM_kSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/TCfXyDi4-N8/s1600-h/A+Vermont+Autumn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294370940258324770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SXliUcM_kSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/TCfXyDi4-N8/s320/A+Vermont+Autumn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well let face it, in life we will never stop to learn. Academically or not it continues until we die.&lt;br /&gt;I already started my first degree class on 11 January. I’m still not bonding with my other classmates yet but I think slowly I will. It is great to meet such a middle group of people who wanted to do more for them. Most of my classmates are government worker. Only some work in private sector. For this semester I took 3 subjects with 9 credits. Quite ok I guess but one of the subjects, QMT deals with statistics, it still hard to grab the concept but it is one of my resolutions to get the dean list for my degree. So you will see that I will strive hard for it becomes this study is my choice, I want to do it and it is depends on me, not anybody else. I’m sure I can myself proud. Yay ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that the learning still continues for the whole week with our company project. My company invited the staff from Japan to lecture us about what is my company is all about. In the morning we have briefing, seminars, review and in the afternoon we have centre visit. As my centre is the first centre to be visited, I really don’t know what to expect. I would say it was a little bit disorganized and chaotic with 30 people zooming their cameras on 3 students. Then the next day I was very nervous and try to brave myself, seriously I don’t know what to expect and just try to do the best that I can. When the day progress, you can see that the centre visit becomes more organized and a lot of people understand what they should do know. It was a very tiring week and each morning I prayed that the week will end soon. Is not that I hate it, I do learn a lot during the week and I mean it is for my own good, it just like too much information too handle in a week and I think my brain becomes overload already. But the learning will still continues until May so now I’m I just to face it with open heart and open mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-558355150613743391?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/B_Ij6thTAMQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/558355150613743391/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=558355150613743391" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/558355150613743391?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/558355150613743391?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/B_Ij6thTAMQ/my-life-as-student.html" title="My life as a student" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SXliUcM_kSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/TCfXyDi4-N8/s72-c/A+Vermont+Autumn.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-life-as-student.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QHQn8zeip7ImA9WxVTEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-6243196339279073373</id><published>2008-12-26T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:15:33.182+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-26T11:15:33.182+08:00</app:edited><title>Bittersweet Japan</title><content type="html">Well, what can I say about the trip, I think the title says it all. Some part I will cherish forever and some part…well… better erase from my memories. Well me and the gang has been disscussing about this like non-stop, where to go, where to shop and where to eat and other preparations. I can say now, only some of US stick to the plan, the others well….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-Japan’s Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soooo excited in the limo taxi while on the way to go to the airport. When we reach day some of the delegates already arrived. The travel agency asked us to gather the passport and ticket at the counter. Well, I should see the first bad sign, we all waiting like more than 1 hour to get our passport back…even those who handed the passport later, get it fast than us….I quite “BARA” of course. Then when everything is done, it is time for us check-in and waiting for the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the plane&lt;br /&gt;Well, what I can say that it is cramp and unfortunately, I was sitting beside my colleaque who needs to to go bathroom every hour. She was sitting in the middle, so, it is quite troublesome and of course I can’t sleep at all. I try to watched the”The Mummy 3”movie but I found it quite boring so , I just watched Mamma Mia again, just the song part over and over until all the songs stuck in my head. When I have like a small moment that I can close my eyes, there’s come the food. Well, like malays said” rezeki jangan ditolak” so of course I wake up and eat. So many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach at the airport around 7am, everybody went to the ladies room and while waiting for them, it’s picture time.&lt;br /&gt;When we went outside for the bus, it was soooo codl and I didn’t have my winter jacket on as I thought that the bus was parked near our terminal, but I was soooo wrong. Well at least I can feel what was the natural cold  all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the hotel, the scenery was beautiful, at first we see like the kampung scenery then change to industrial area. Then come this big yellow building that was beautiful and one of my colleaque say maybe it was a mosque and I said to myself even in Malaysia the mosque was not this big. It turns out to be Disneyland Resort, well my heart was jumping and I really want to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we reach to the hotel, we planned out to go out as quickly as possible. Although I was on duty to take care some of instructors, but the manual said it started on the next day, so no work for today. I was quite late as I need to get a handphone from the desk for the communication with the management. Yeah only 3G handphone can be use in Japan. The handphone was really cool. Too bad I can’t take it home with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s about 15 of us when out and  our first destination is Shibuya. Why I want to go there? Because the place look is one of busiest streets in the world. It’s look like Times Square in New York. Then we separate into 3 groups and went to our own way and try to come back 1 hour later. Actually there is nothing new for the place, just more on shooping places.&lt;br /&gt;After lepak there waiting for another group, we went to Asakusa. This place is to buy like Japanese cultural thingi like Central Market. The journey is quite long because it was the end of Ginza Line. Some of us took this opportunity to sleep. When we reach there, the weather was great. It’s a beautiful places but the prices my god, it is sooo expensive. I only bought a Japanese handwriiten  cap for my brother. It took me like one hour to finally to brave myself to buy the cap because I can’t find the cap cheaper than that. I use my Japanese words like” Ikura des ka?” (How much it is?) for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;We are supposed to meet at the entrance after 2 hours and when to Akihibara after that. Gues what, after 2 ½ hours some of us not even there. I feel pity to one of the instructor, because she needs to wait for them sitting near the entrance with people looking at us. Then the last 2 person finally come and without saying sorry to use and has the nerve to say they did not want to go to Disneyland. What the hell, if they doesn’t want to go , whay didn’t said earlier, we’ve wouldn’t wait there like orang bodoh and can go there earlier. I was so furious that I didn’t talk to them the whole trip in the Japan. One of them knows how much Disneyland Trip meant to me as I was cannot stop talking about it since the day we found out we all can go to Japan together. Well I guess, it doesn’t mean anything to her about my dreams then. Until now they did n’t said sorry to me. I still mad at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then only four of us went there. When we get to Tokyo station , it sooo big, bigger than KL sentral. To go to Keiyo line is quite far and when we get there, we have to wait some more. Until one hour the train still not arrive. My feet cannot hold on anymore so me and Kak Naz decided to sit in the line while other Japanese looking at us. We didn’t care although we wondering why they can still standing after one hour even the old one. We feel no shame in ourselves. Then we heard this annoucement in Japanese and suddenly all the people went to wait other side, we of courde joined them without knowing what is all about. It’s quite funny when thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after two haours waiting the train is here. Unfortunately we cannot get a seat so for almost 40 minutes, we stand in the train. As this train doesn’t have English translation, so we must really hear which station is it. Then we arrived at Maihama station near 6.30pm but it’s already dark like 8pm or something. The first thing we do of course to find a place to sit as our feet are killing us. Although it is quite rainy and it is sooo coool beyond anything I ever feel, we still smiling when we saw the disneyland signage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ticket suppose to me 5200 yen but at 6.30pm it becomes 3100. Well, more money to spend on shopping. When we get there, of course the picture time. Then we take the “Cup ride” it soooo fun and only 4 of us screaming like crazy girls that we are. Then we went around the Adventureland and we saw all the people sitting on the grass. We said why they have picnic in the middle of the road then we found out there’s a parade then we quickly find ourselves a place to sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parade was everything that I’ve dream of. It was magical and exciting. I really feel like want to cry , like my inner child long dreams were fulfilled eventhough it was not Disneyland in Florida. We scream a lot especially when the prince charming carousel comes in. It was the best thing ever happen to me and it worth it waiting for the train for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to shopping. Of course it was not cheap either. I think I spend more than 3000 yen at the giftshop. Of couse you have come a long way to go here, must  buy something for souvier. If not like you never ever been here at all. Then in the middle of shopping, there’s a fireworks show outside so we when out left our basket inside the giftshops to see it. After it’s complete come back or shop again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s is one of my favourite memories that I will not forget forever. At least one of my dreams come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd and 3rd day… to be continue….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-6243196339279073373?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/Xn1C0i8hJ4I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/6243196339279073373/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=6243196339279073373" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/6243196339279073373?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/6243196339279073373?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/Xn1C0i8hJ4I/bittersweet-japan.html" title="Bittersweet Japan" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2008/12/bittersweet-japan.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUICR3k6fSp7ImA9WxRbEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-1867552352121882180</id><published>2008-12-02T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:12:46.715+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-02T11:12:46.715+08:00</app:edited><title>About me...lately</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/STSkYtLu-II/AAAAAAAAASI/slHT2ZcmNDk/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275021807910320258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/STSkYtLu-II/AAAAAAAAASI/slHT2ZcmNDk/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If have been too long since I wrote my blog. Is not that there is no intersting things happen to me, well maybe but mostly because when I try to write, I stucked and just forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;There are so much things that bugging my mind now. The first one, which place I want to continue study, my alma mater, Uitm or UTM? Of course with Uitm the class is once a month and mostly study from the internet. UTM classes are on weekends. I mean every weekend. Do I have the will power to go to the class? Even during my diploma year I plan carefully my absents to the class. But the course in UTM, Software engineering is much more fascinating than Uitm. Still cannot make-up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week also one of my dreams will come true, we are going to Japan baby….Tokyo…here I come. Eventhough I go there as “work requirement” but who cares, like my father says to me “Makan tanggung, b***k tampung”. Everything is free and just bring pocket money. I really hope that I can go to Disneyland. Eventhough I’m not sure whether I’ll be able to the one in Florida, Disneyland Japan is not a bad choice. Later my Friendster and Facebook will got a lot of picture of us looking like “Winter Sonata” and having fun. I hope there will be snow although it will be fat chance to get it.&lt;br /&gt;But I’m soooo excited right now to go to Japan, there I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think the most important thing that why I decided to blog today as I need get it out from my mind and from my chest. It happens since 3 days ago. I keep dreaming day and night of it and I need to let it out or I will never be restless until I let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it comes, be ready………………………………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god Edward Cullen in Twilight movie is sooooooooooo hoooooooootttttttttt and I think I would die………………………oh my god….oh my god…..he is sooooooooooooooo romantic and Bella Swan is a very, very lucky girl. I even change my wallpaper to the movie wallpaper. Everytime I looked at it, it brings back all the memory while watching the movie and get me excited again. Hmm maybe I should change my wallpaper. But whatever, when I watch the movie I men wow……….. I wanted to see the movie since E-Channel promoted it like 2 months ago. I mean I’ve seen the trailer and wow….. it’s like I can’t hardly wait to see it. Actually it is 80% as I expected but the other 120% it is because Rob Pattison. Actually I like him more as Edward Cullen than the real person, come on I mean he said in the interview, he didn’t wash his hair, how gross is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene I like the most when Edward save Bella from being cramped with the car, I mean that is sooooooo awesome. Everytime he in the picture he is sooooo amazing. I never have this kind of feeling since I first know of Westlife, I mean I practically stalked them in internet during my younger years. Iwould not probably do it now as I’m kind of mature and somebody in the office might watching me and then I have to go to aquarium and get warning or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel better now, I think I let out what I want to say and I hope that I can discontinue this crazines. Maybe not staring at my wallpaper too often. I hope I can stop this craziness for now. At least today…….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-1867552352121882180?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/ZG5pFBR29UA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/1867552352121882180/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=1867552352121882180" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/1867552352121882180?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/1867552352121882180?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/ZG5pFBR29UA/about-melately.html" title="About me...lately" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/STSkYtLu-II/AAAAAAAAASI/slHT2ZcmNDk/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2008/12/about-melately.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YHRHs6fSp7ImA9WxZaGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-331024168590258752</id><published>2008-05-05T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T15:05:35.515+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-05T15:05:35.515+08:00</app:edited><title>Peninsular Malaysia - conquered already!</title><content type="html">Well, last week I went to Johor. That is the first time I went there, profesionally and personally. Well, that trip conclude that I've visited all the states in the peninsu;ar Malaysia. I already went to Sibu, Serawak, well I don't if that count that I've been to Serawak or not. So they only sate I haven't visited is Sabah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's explore my journey, shall we. Start from the north:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perlis -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I visited Gua Kelam like 3 times I guess, Kilang Gula at Chuping(I know how the sugar was made), and visited my aunty house at Arau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kedah -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Are you kidding me, I lived there almost my whole life eventhough I wasn't born there. My cildhood in Sik(the famous writer, Shahnon Ahmad was born here. He wrote political satire novel"SHIT"). It was like a small cowboy town but I was very happy there. then we moved to Sungai Petani, fortunately, I was studying in the boarding school at Sungai Petani. I remembered last time I went back during weekends in the Ramadhan month just because to watch "The Cave of Golden Roses" and too skip terawih.( I admit I was not a goody two shoes girl) then we moved to Alor Setar before settling in Sungai Petani again. So, I'm a SP girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Penang -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hello, from my house to the Penang bridge on 45 minutes, ok. Of course I've been to Penang. I still remember when there was a break during SPM, some of my friends Rokhmah, Anita, Nurul and I can't remember others when sneak out to Penang. We went for the whole day. I think that is the first adventurous and spontanious thing I ever done. Last year, me and my siblings when to Pesta Pulau Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perak -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Again, hello. This is the state where I was born. My mak long and pak long lives in Temoh. They are like my second family. I went to Ipoh, Tapah( like everyday when I was visited my family here), Kampar, Taiping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Selangor -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I am an UITM shah alam alumni. I lives in shah alam for 3 years before moving to Kelana Jaya. I think Shah Alam is a very suitable place to race a family. But I guess I can't afford to buy house there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kuala Lumpur -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I become Bangsarian when my office moved to the current location. Well you see, my motto is" I will follow wherever my office goes" because I'm not so good on waking-up early. From my house to my office only takes about 10-15 minutes. I never have to complain about traffic jam when i come to office and back. If I was late, because I woke-up late, but still manage to come to the office on time. Bangsar is so convinience for me because it is situated between KL and PJ. It also near to Plus Highway, Mid Valley and if i want to go to Subang Pyramid, I can use NPE. Well, it's like what people said, "it's all about location, location, location, people!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Negeri Sembilan -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, I went to Seremban for my assigment, here also got for me the most delicious cup cake in the world. Jusco seremban, Bahau, Tampin, Kuala Pilah twice(both for weddings) and i even visited Istana Sri Menanti. I always want to visit there since I saw the building in History text book. What special about the castle is that it was built without using any nails. Interesting right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Malacca -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this is the state that I wanted to visit the most. I always fascinated the history of Malaca. Just wondering what will happen if the Portugese never invaded Malacca, I think our country will be the most powerful country in the world. First time I visited because of university assigment. I was a spontanious action also. We went to get information on how to breed lobster(well I've got B for the assignment). But we manage to visit Mahkota parade, A Famosa. then again I went on the work requirement for HAC at A Famosa Resort, twice. I also visited Jonker street. It is quite expensive there. I still want to visit Malacca, maybe take leaves and become a tourist there or I just follow Jocelyn on her centre vist trips but no centre visit for me, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Johor -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Just went there last week. Manage to see the airport, the branch office, ulu tiram area and the hotel. I like to go to Mersing someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pahang -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I went to pick-up my brother in Kuantan, although I was lost, but my driving instint manage to "drive" me to the UIA campus. But to get Kuantan, I think it was the longest journey I ever been although It tooks 3 hours because of the road. I was so scared and praying for my life when my small cute car was in the middle of the 2 big lorries slowly going-up the hill. Do I want to go to Pahang again? Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terengganu&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Of course just went there for vacation at Pulau Perhentian which was the most fun/sad (my phones) I ever had. We reach Kuala Besut around 4am and got nothing to do but just sit there and waitng for the stall to open so we can have breakfast at 6.30am in the morning. Before that, I went together with my married friends and their sister to the weddings then out of the blue they asked me if i want to go to their relative's wedding in Terengganu. So being spontanious as i am, I agree. With just a clothes on my back we went there and sleep at their relative's house which was a stanger to me. We when to Pasar Payang in Kuala Terengganu and I manage to spend a fortune on the silk for my mother and others clothes. It was fun because we drove on the highway which is by the sea, then we stop to have keropok lekor near the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelantan -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I went there before when I was little girl because my uncle got married with Kelantanese. Then after our trip to Pulau Perhentian, we decided to take a bus from Kota Bharu at 9pm. So as we have some time to kill, we went to Pasar Siti Khadijah. I went crazy shopping likes there is no tomorrow. I bought all the stuff for my families such as tudungs, kain telekung and a lot of clothes. I did embarassed my groups when I asked the mak cik if i can swipe my credit card there. Then, we though to eat something kelantanese exotic food but intead we just eat rice at KB mall foodcourt. Yeah Linda, the Kelantanese brought us there. What a shame!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm happy that I manage to travel around peninsular Malaysia before 30. Now, I need to save money o travel to Sabah, maybe to hike Gunung Kinabalu. I need to start training from now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-331024168590258752?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/Zn95OH789UM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/331024168590258752/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=331024168590258752" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/331024168590258752?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/331024168590258752?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/Zn95OH789UM/peninsular-malaysia-conquered-already.html" title="Peninsular Malaysia - conquered already!" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2008/05/peninsular-malaysia-conquered-already.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMHQHw7fSp7ImA9WxZbE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-7500246378924871329</id><published>2008-04-17T09:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T09:40:31.205+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-17T09:40:31.205+08:00</app:edited><title>Where is Dunkin Donut?</title><content type="html">Imagine to my suprised when I reached in the morning and plan to buy some bread at "rotiman" and in my horror, the place where Dunkin Donut was, empty. What the hell. I mean where shopuld I get my coffee for report checking day. Dunkin Donut coffee and report checking day was invented by me, as I though I deserved a very creamy and good coffee for that stressing day. I hate San Franciscoo Coffee!. I have a lot of Dunkin Donut coupon that can be used at here only. Why? why? why? . I gonna miss you ice coffee with hazelnut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-7500246378924871329?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/3TGM__DPfzw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/7500246378924871329/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=7500246378924871329" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/7500246378924871329?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/7500246378924871329?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/3TGM__DPfzw/where-is-dunkin-donut.html" title="Where is Dunkin Donut?" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2008/04/where-is-dunkin-donut.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUNQHo-cCp7ImA9WxZbE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764252264589928491.post-9089493457577970469</id><published>2008-04-17T09:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T09:38:11.458+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-17T09:38:11.458+08:00</app:edited><title>Life</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAapzaIsOOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/vWQuCmqWBII/s1600-h/lif_101_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190022321245272290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAapzaIsOOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/vWQuCmqWBII/s200/lif_101_13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think I will talk some deep, fulfilling about life but not this time. Life is a TV series that I'm digging now. It is on the Star World every tuesday from 9pm. The trailer intrigue me the most to watch the series. It is about Detective Charlie Crews,who in 2007 was released from Pelican Bay State Prison after he served twelve years of a life sentence. In 1995 he was wrongfully convicted of the triple murder of his business partner and his family. Thanks to the efforts of his lawyer Constance Griffiths, DNA evidence exonerated him of the murders. Having lost his job, his wife, his friends, nearly all contact with the outside world and even his grip on reality for a time while in jail, he has emerged with a head full of Zen (having found a copy of The Path to Zen in the prison yard one day, he read it endlessly), a fixation with fresh fruit (obviously not easy to come by while in prison), and an obsession with solving the murder that nearly cost him his life and exposing the conspiracy that framed him for it. After successfully suing the city of Los Angeles and the LAPD, he has been reinstated to the police force and received an undisclosed but substantial money settlement-taken from Wikipedia. The main character attract me the most. Although he is not one of the best looking person in town, but still he is superb in this character. The actor name is Damien Lewis. He is a British guy who played American guy. His accent is flawless and the way he talked is "zen-ish" and full of meaning. In the first episode, he bought a house, a orange farm together with the tractor and he has obsession with fresh fruits because in the prison, the fruits not so good, I guess. He also doesn't what is "IM" and camera phone. The scene was soooo funny. Although I cannot watch the series today, because 9.30pm is Ugly Betty at 8tv, but I manage to catch the series on Friday. I like the way he communicate with his partner, Dani Reese and his friend, Ted. He is funny and charming. He is my kind of guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAap5qIsOPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/BEFdj2mhL64/s1600-h/life2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190022428619454706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAap5qIsOPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/BEFdj2mhL64/s200/life2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/764252264589928491-9089493457577970469?l=whatever-lahno.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~4/gv_fG1e6YT0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/feeds/9089493457577970469/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=764252264589928491&amp;postID=9089493457577970469" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/9089493457577970469?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/764252264589928491/posts/default/9089493457577970469?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Whatever-lahno/~3/gv_fG1e6YT0/life.html" title="Life" /><author><name>saerah80</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13701674428071360980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAarj6IsOQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/efM-8K3ZPYM/S220/Me+3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ZWLqmKYJCc/SAapzaIsOOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/vWQuCmqWBII/s72-c/lif_101_13.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://whatever-lahno.blogspot.com/2008/04/life.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

