<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436</id><updated>2011-08-04T12:41:31.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Live life like Naili~</title><subtitle type='html'>as catchy as it sounds.. as interesting as it seems.. as exhilarating as it feels.. as luscious as it tastes.. dis is wut life’s supposed 2 b.. so live it gud.. live it happy.. live it like me! ;)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-4887754933943406867</id><published>2007-01-22T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T11:03:25.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And AGAIN?</title><content type='html'>Nope. Not talking bout beating Liverpool last week, but rather bout the match that took place this morning. Where Arsenal have won against the not-so-glorious Manchester United! Final result: ASNL 2 MAN U 1 hahahah And how come ‘again’? Many don’t remember or chose not to remember that my team have beaten Man U 1-0 at Old Trafford the first time they met for the English Premier League, probably cuz ‘the host’ didn’t take us seriously. I don’t blame them cuz they rarely lose in their own field. How Arsenal proven them wrong! Honestly, I thought Man U would take Arsenal seriously this time around as they have the advantage of playing home, the Emirates Stadium. And also to get their revenge, as intended or rather ‘announced’ by Ferdinand. But na’ ah, they were confident enough to have played comfortably during first half thinking they would score in between the time, which they did in the second half though. But not enough to win the game, as the substitution of Hleb for Van Persie have definitely turned the game around, when he scored our first goal! Still, Man U safely played defensive the whole time onwards to settle for a draw. But Arsenal’s courage was unstoppable (you can see in this game that they want to win so very badly, especially Henry! Yeap the thing that you rarely see nowadays) that they have been rewarded the winning goal at the very last minute during injury time, by the great captain himself, THIERRY HENRY! What a superb header which was assisted by Adebayor with his excellent cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, they have closed the gap in the ranking and placed Arsenal nearer to the second place… for now… hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, to this person, who is a Man U fanatic who watched the game with me this morning, who also predicted they will win 4-2 if not 4-0 :P you are absolutely pathetatically dead wrong! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooohoooo WE ARE BACK IN THE GAME BABY! GO GUNNERS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-4887754933943406867?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/4887754933943406867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=4887754933943406867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/4887754933943406867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/4887754933943406867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-again.html' title='And AGAIN?'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-3362205558016194002</id><published>2007-01-12T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T00:58:41.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They've Done it Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"LIV 3 ASNL 6" err wut?? That was da first line that popped into my ear as i woke up that morning after listenin 2 da radio. Suddenly da typical laziness of me waking up in da morning had automatically turned to lively. I was smiling from ear to ear, my ass was light as feather to get up from the comfy bed, my feet was already at its standby to walk to the bathroom, my hands already reaching out 4 da towel &amp; i was all ready 2 hit da shower. Wut a lovely day it was! Yea I was happy a few days before, as my team, Arsenal had beaten Liverpool 3-1 during FA cup. My support of watching the game early in da morning at 1 a.m. had equally paid off. Was satisfied alright. But this victory over the Carling Cup that I didn't watch thinking that Liverpool might win as they will definitely take their revenge this time around, juz out of this world! I am juz overwhelmed &amp;amp; extremely happy! Finally the Liverpool fans can shut up now. OMG I'm starting to sound like 'em! hahah Oh well, nvm, it's all worth it :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-3362205558016194002?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/3362205558016194002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=3362205558016194002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/3362205558016194002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/3362205558016194002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2007/01/theyve-done-it-again.html' title='They&apos;ve Done it Again!'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-8610381711477403547</id><published>2007-01-02T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T01:57:47.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D e c e m b e r  U p d a t e s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/RZqcv0cpEiI/AAAAAAAAADs/J49JaXHM5Ig/s1600-h/DSC07861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015493480377029154" style="FLOAT: left; 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Hope y’all had a wonderful time celebrating its arrival. Me &amp; the boys; Ayol, Fir, Anep &amp; Sat went to the Curve for the countdown celebration. Yea it was quite packed with cars and of coz ppl, but it didn’t take us long to find a parking space, nor it made the environment chaotic or stuffy. It was actually OK. We had fun watching Jaclyn Victor and Reshmonu performed bout 4 songs juz before the countdown started. Really enjoyed watching the oh-so-beautiful fireworks and of coz picture snapping before-during-and-after the event. Well, goodbye 2006 &amp;amp; WELCOME 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s recap on the activities done on the month of December 2006, since I didn’t post anything due to time constraints. Pretty busy with work &amp; social life too hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on a 5-day business trip to TAIWAN and HONG KONG. It was my first time ever traveling overseas and ALONE! I was reluctant to go at first considering it’s my first time traveling far from home to a country so different; in culture, weather, language and food, and going all by myself juz gave me the chill. Since it’s seemed to be the only opportunity to realize my dream of traveling overseas, I decided to grab it. &amp; the thought that it may be the head-start of overseas business trip for me, for a lot more coming. With that, I kept a positive mind and excitement going and juz get on that plane! And it was the BEST choice I’ve ever made. The trip went great, as scheduled and expected! In Taiwan, I stayed at K Hotel 1, Taipei. The room interior and facilities was awesome (internet access and HBO, Cinemax and MTV channels) and the service was excellent. It’s located juz walking distance to the train station &amp;amp; 3 shopping malls. So I highly recommend it to y’all who happen to go to Taiwan. It was cold and rainy most of the time. I spent the whole 3 days working half of the day and jalan-jalan at night. During the day I went to I-lan (where I met with a wild boar that happened to be a pet! eewww) and Taichung (had a nice lunch at an Indian restaurant, accompanied by a nice Taiwanese Man and a driver for the whole day juz to bring me wherever I wanna go! Cool eh!). At night, I managed to window-shop at the 3 shopping malls nearby. The price was quite expensive so shopping-sakan is totally out of the question. Also went to the night market and bought some souvenirs and hangout at haagen dazs juz to get a sip of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on to Hong Kong, where I spent 2 days working and ‘shopping’. It was a HECTIC place, kinna like Chow Kit Road in KL, with only high rise buildings: shopping malls, office buildings and apartments. Had lunch at a Japanese Restaurant and stayed at Newton Hotel located exactly on a street where they have night market every night! Imagine opening the hotel door and the first and only thing you see was stalls, lotsa people, buses, taxies and of course garbage. Didn’t actually like it, but it was a good experience. Although I was lucky to be upgraded to a suite but the previous hotel was way better. Probably because this hotel was quite old and there were only local channels on TV. At night I went on a train to go CAUSEWAY BAY, the ever so famous shopping heaven in Hong Kong. Had a list of stuffs-to-buy for my family and Ayol in hand that made me searching for ‘em instead of my own. Only managed to get a few stuff for everything is SO EXPENSIVE. Might not be expensive for people who used to buy all the branded stuff like LV, GUCCI, Fred Perry, Channel, Coach etc. as everything was half price but still thousands of dollars in total cost. Not for me! All the walking left me with cramped fit and headache as it was quite crowded and a lot of malls to go to. I managed to go to SOGO, Laffarel, Man U &amp; Barcelona shop, World Trade Centre (WTC) and Island Mall, out of a lot more shopping malls around! The last place I hangout before I left for the airport was Hong Kong Station. The design of the building was stunning, almost like being in ‘New York’ hehe. Managed to walk around the nearest mall, IFC Mall, where everything was expensive, if not the same price as in Malaysia. But I bought a few clothes anyways haha. So, that’s all about my trip to Taiwan and Hong Kong. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is wedding. I attended to the weddings of my 2 bestest pals; Dena and Yas. Witnessed two different types of nikah ceremonies; one at Masjid Wilayah and the other at home. Both are quite interesting and observing it now is good so that I can make the right choice for my nikah later! Hahaha. And here I’d like to wish both couples; Dena &amp; Ariff and Yas &amp;amp; Ayep a wonderful life ahead as husband and wife and semoga ke anak cucu. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya another important event took place on this month as well, my dearest friend found her true LOVE! And it’s now official! Congrats to you! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is, the whole updates on the journey of my life for the month of December that ends the year 2006 and welcoming the year 2007. Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-8610381711477403547?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/8610381711477403547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=8610381711477403547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/8610381711477403547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/8610381711477403547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2007/01/d-e-c-e-m-b-e-r-u-p-d-t-e-s.html' title='D e c e m b e r  U p d a t e s'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/RZqcv0cpEiI/AAAAAAAAADs/J49JaXHM5Ig/s72-c/DSC07861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-116279414102205555</id><published>2006-11-06T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:02.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healed Wound</title><content type='html'>Yeah that’s how I felt yesterday. Thank god the wound only lasted for one nite before it turned to scar, and healed soon after, this afternoon. So what’s the big deal with this wound anyway? I was actually talking about my grieve over Arsenal’s lost to West Ham last nite 1-0. It got me all depressed the whole nite till this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I wasn’t so emotional when I started watching the game until the commentator announced that Arsenal will be in the top 3 alongside Man United and Chelsea IF they win this match. Suddenly all signs of pressure quickly developed throughout my entire body; heart pounded rapidly, goose bumps, cramped feet etc. It made the match looked so nerve wrecking, especially the part where Hleb wasn’t granted a penalty. Stupid referee! Urghhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I don’t think I need to explain how I felt when the opponent scored the winning goal. One word, F***ed. And I think I speak for every single Arsenal fans, players and even the Manager, Arsene Wenger, who was furious with West Ham manager and argued most of the time during the game. He didn’t even shake hands with West Ham’s manager. I was so upset that it made me all moody the whole nite. Ayol was quite irritated by my behavior but thanks to his patience, he then consoled me with some ‘pep talk’:P And it did ease my ‘pain’ a lil bit.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, as I was getting ready to go to work while listening to the morning crew, they announced that Chelsea had lost to Spurs 2-1! It means that there is still hope for Arsenal to reach 2nd in the premier league! Plus, they still have one match in-hand (as Ayol said) to get that extra points, if they win that is.. hehe So yeah I was relieved.&lt;br /&gt;And to add to that joy, I am already ranked 11th in the Fantasy Premier League (hooray!) overtaking my all-time rival, Anep! Muahahahah Now that, really HEALED my WOUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next goal:&lt;br /&gt;Support Arsenal till they reach top 3&lt;br /&gt;To reach top 5 in Fantasy Premier League&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-116279414102205555?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/116279414102205555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=116279414102205555' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/116279414102205555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/116279414102205555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/11/healed-wound.html' title='Healed Wound'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-116245736018662387</id><published>2006-11-02T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:02.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a Tight Budget</title><content type='html'>If last month was a ‘love’ &amp; festive month, then this month on the other hand, not as glorious. I call it a ‘budget’ month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you can understand why, all the spending during raya: shopping (top to toe), distribution of ‘duit raya’, personal makeovers (hair laa what else?) etc. Even an advance paycheck and bonus couldn’t cover it. Although it’s different in my case, as I just got my pay yesterday, the result is still the same -&gt; BROKE. And by broke, I mean I didn’t save a single cent for the whole month. Totally swerve from the path of a journey to my dream - to travel overseas (excluding Singapore). Sad huh. Had a few places in mind: Australia, Phuket &amp;amp; Bandung. But it slowly disappears one by one from my vision, which was once clear as glass. Ok laa a bit emotional. But the point is, I screwed up &amp;amp; now hafta work twice as hard and save twice as much to cover last month’s savings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What frustrates me is that, I DID NOT spend on duit raya, DID NOT spend on makeovers and only shopped very few for tailoring 2 simple baju kurung and 3 pairs of shoes. OMG, I actually splurged all my money on FOOD? Can you believe it? What a waste. Oh ya, plus I rarely use the credit card now and started using my own cash even on toiletries. Anyhoo, eating out has always been my routine for as long as I can remember. I even hafta eat out during the whole week of raya holiday. So now it gotta stop. Not completely but reasonably, not to the extent that I’ve to starve myself to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lesson learned and new strategies constructed:&lt;br /&gt;1. NO shopping on unnecessary items (especially in Guardian/Watson)&lt;br /&gt;2. NO in between meals&lt;br /&gt;3. NO eating out when there’s food at home. Start calling home everyday to confirm.&lt;br /&gt;4. Eat only 3 meals a day&lt;br /&gt;5. NO food after 12 midnite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to discipline myself by executing the above throughout the year, and see what happens. If all goes well and I’m back on track again, the strategy stays. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-116245736018662387?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/116245736018662387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=116245736018662387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/116245736018662387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/116245736018662387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-tight-budget.html' title='On a Tight Budget'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-116180076226313676</id><published>2006-10-26T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:02.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid-ul-fitri Bleus</title><content type='html'>I’ve been longing for this year’s raya since the day we started fasting. Teruk kan? Maybe cuz this year the excitement is different cuz our 8th anniversary falls on the same day. But when it finally arrived, I just wish it would end now. Not because it wasn’t worth celebrating, but I’ve been spending the whole two days bumming around the house / if not in cafés. It only felt like a joyful raya on the first day, when my parents were around. We spent the almost the whole day visiting relatives and my bro’s gf’s house (Dora). I was dreaded to go to Dora’s house in Mont Kiara cuz I know it would be boring and pointless to go. But I was totally wrong. She actually has a hot looking elder brother. A 27 year old working guy with a handsome face (yeap I did some research :P). Maybe he looked gud cuz he was wearing baju melayu. Whatever it was it really caught my eyes as soon as I stepped into the house. He’s not married but quite attached to his long-built-relationship gf. Yeap apparently my research was very thorough hehe. Actually my dad helped out on that as he was digging stuff bout him. Imagine that? Somehow he caught my dad’s attention too! Unfortunately my interest fades slowly as I talked to him and spent the whole 1 ½ hours observing his chit chatting with my dad and his brother in law. Yeap he talked more with them the whole time &amp;amp; was getting along very very well with my dad. Need I explain why I didn’t dig him? I totally was turned off by all that. He was like a soul of a 37 year old man trapped in a young gud looking 27 year old body. What a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it did actually make my day for awhile. Then we went to our relatives’ in Gombak, Setapak, and Jalan Ipoh. That’s when I discovered that I actually have quite a number of relatives around KL. It was like a long awaited experience as I haven’t been spending raya like that for about 3 years. So I did enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since my parents left on the second day of raya for their hometown in Kelantan, my days felt dull and longer every day. Moreover most of my friends are away. And my daily routine was sleep, watch TV, eat, sleep, watch tv..urghhh. What’s worse all the tv programs sucks as hell. Isn’t it ironic? Already downloaded One Tree Hill and Desperate Housewives latest episodes, still it does not cover. SooOoo BoriNggGgg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am looking forward to see my man tomorrow! Yeay he’s coming back to celebrate our anniversary! Counting the hours now which I think I shouldn’t cuz it will only make tonite the longest nite ever. So no counting, no thinking, no waiting. Shhhhh….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-116180076226313676?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/116180076226313676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=116180076226313676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/116180076226313676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/116180076226313676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/10/eid-ul-fitri-bleus.html' title='Eid-ul-fitri Bleus'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-116107639241700688</id><published>2006-10-17T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:02.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October, the month of L.O.V.E.</title><content type='html'>Uhuk* Uhuk* At this instant, I am in major need of Strepsils! I’ve a bad soar throat since this morning, just before I woke up for sahur. Why now? I’ve to bear with it till buka puasa which is approximately in 2 hours time. This is a hell of a torture I tell you! Dear god, why put me in this agony? Just when I’m all hyped up in Raya mood &amp; of course awaiting the most special day of the year of every year…me &amp;amp; Ayol’s 8th Anniversary! Exactly on the 24th October 2006. Yeay! Double celebration for moi! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah it’s not too much to say that this month IS the month of love. Not bragging bout my celebration but rather other people’s love life. Other than the fact that my best friend, Dena is all hooked-up with her fiancée a.k.a. husband to be, which have made her extremely hard to reach, there are others who are developing such sensation at this very moment. A girl who used to be in denial of her fondness towards her ‘business’ acquaintance, and now in no position to hide her affectionate affair with the ‘business’ turn ‘special’ acquaintance ;) simply because she’s all smiley for no reason all the time. Well maybe she does have a personal reason. Anyway, there’s also a girl, who was dreadfully rebuffed of the fact that a very close colleague might be interested in her. And when the man himself made his move, she went all cloudy-9ty, and soon after got officially together. Maybe I’ve never mentioned this before, but me &amp; Ayol (yeap him) honestly think that you two look good together, like a perfect couple. A sweet but cheeky girl just fit perfectly in the arms of a humorous but gentleman guy. And then, there’s this guy who is carefree but mysterious in nature with a goal of getting the right girl and now has fallen for this girl whom he met &amp;amp; known for only a few months. Despite the drama that it may have carried, this couple just couldn’t care less. Is it fate? Or is it just the month? That brings a whole lot of love in its hazy air to all these couples! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the reason maybe, I congratulate the above lovebirds who have found love and enjoying the moment of indescribable affection throughout the month of October 2006. Let us all celebrate! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-116107639241700688?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/116107639241700688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=116107639241700688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/116107639241700688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/116107639241700688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/10/october-month-of-love.html' title='October, the month of L.O.V.E.'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-115893600904680367</id><published>2006-09-22T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:02.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth is...(COMPLETE)</title><content type='html'>I never ever had enemies in my life ever before, until I was accidentally involved in these two episodes of dramas, which of course supposedly created two enemies respectively. However the situation somehow initiated displeasing feelings to some people that are trivial to these events. Isn’t it ironic? This is what I think about the situations, but please read through and tell me if you think otherwise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very good or rather close friend (K) during my Uni years, which happened to be my friend’s boy friend at that time. Went lepaking, lunch and even shopping together. Yes, those were some enjoyable moments I had with that particular guy. As a friend, he was a kind gentleman and very thoughtful too. Until one day I discovered that he’s been cheating on his girlfriend for quite some time with his ex-girlfriend (bear in mind that his gf was my very good friend). Of course I did not favor it and wanted so much to tell his gf about what he’s been up to all this while. But at the same time I also didn’t want to be a busy-body. So I decided to keep my mouth shut and pretend I knew nothing. I felt stuck in between these two friends ‘the player’ friend and ‘the victim’ friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course after awhile everybody seemed to know it except the gf, and so one nite, out of guilt, K‘s best friend told the gf everything. And somehow K felt betrayed and alienated everyone including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After quite some time he somehow forgiven his friends and befriended them except for me for whatever reason. I seriously have not a single clue. So we became ruthless enemies ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result: 3 Enemies (why 3 u ask? I’ve not a single clue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: For the record, I accidentally got to know about his hidden agenda, which at that point I thought he was only flirting around for fun on that particular night. That’s why I agreed to keep it hush-hush, cuz truthfully I do that too. But when I found out that he was playing it for real with one-single girl who happened to be his ex, it hit me. Suddenly it all turned to guilt and a heavy burden not to tell it to my good friend (his gf). Had to tell somebody but not her (as to keep my stupid promise). So, I decided to tell her bestest friend and seek for advice. But none given, so I remained silent till it was over. So I did keep my promise (to him) right? Meaning I didn’t betray you (if you’re reading). So why am I the only one to be blamed? Juz so that person know I’m not like anything like you. I’ve never had scandals whom I date, only FLINGS. So do not call me a hypocrite. If there’s something else I did that I’m not aware of, please tell me. I apologize if I need to. So far that’s all I know. And to the people, who somehow hate me based on other people’s story, please stop thinking that I’m a bz-body cuz I am a part of it. Why don’t you stop being one and mind your own business. If it’s my attitude that you don’t favor, please tell me. Maybe I could fix it and all this hatred would just go away and we can still be friends. Nobody’s perfect and why waste time talking bad behind people’s back just to add up to your sins? Let’s just be friends and live in harmony. Truthfully I’ve long forgiven (if needed) each and every one that were affected by these incidents. But these people refuse to do the same and giving me hard times. Yea, it is hard to hangout together like the ol’ days. It is hard to be ok when the other party is not. So think about it. Take this write-up as a while flag from my side or whatever that makes you satisfied, I don’t care, as long as we’re good. But if hatred is what you choose, then stop diggin stuff about me and talk about me cuz its irritating and pathetic, sometimes SCARY. Puhlizzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very good friend, H, whom I been lepaking for a long long time. Lepak in mamaks, karaoke-ing etc.. He somehow was interested with one of my friends which at the same time were in the midst of getting into a relationship with this other guy. Truthfully, I had no problem with all this fling-thing. But when it was official between my friend and the other guy, this H couldn’t stop trying to woo the girl or hang out with the girl, or so some of my concerned-friends thought. And so to rescue H by stopping him from hitting on this girl, as to prevent any conflicts between him and the girl’s bf, these two heroes came out with a ‘brilliant’ plan and urged me to execute it juz because I’m a girl. Actually they even had a long, thorough discussion as to go on with it or not, plus they even asked the H’s best friend for his opinion. And because the best friend did not suggest otherwise, we thought of carrying out the plan. Although I strongly refused to be a part of it, it didn’t leave me with any choice cuz I juz hate letting people down, especially my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day of the buke puasa BBQ, minutes before the plan was supposed to be carried out, H’s best friend finally had advised us not to go on with the plan as he said it wasn’t necessary. He also said that H was aware of the situation and confirmed that he had no intention to go after the girl and ruin the girl’s newly-built relationship, as suspected by the ‘two heroes’. Fiuh! What a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow soon after the supposed-incident, H was acting so weird, like cold-weird. Months later, on new year’s eve, his behavior became apparent, to me that is. So a few days after, I invited him to lepak at some mamak, just to dig things that are going on in his head. He kinna said ok but no promise. Surprisingly, one fine night, he called and offered to pick me up at home. Everything was cleared-up. It seemed that his anonymous ‘friend’ had told him about our plan, which portrayed as depraved and a form of betrayal to him. Out of shocked at how he took it and out of a lil guilt, I apologize. He accepted it, I think. But I knew at that point, our friendship won’t be the same anymore. Although if truth be told, it wasn’t my idea at all, but there’s no use of pointing out fingers now, is there. At that moment, there were lotsa questions wandering around my mind, like: Who told him? Have he talked to the other two culprits? Why would anyone told him when the plan was only a plan? What exactly was told? Was his emotion influenced by the ‘narrator’? etc. A few weeks or months after, one of the two masterminds told me that he had been confronted by H and his ‘best friend’ (ohh! I thought to myself), in a very distressing and hostile way. His best friend was like his third ear that actually pushed his rage towards its peak during this session. Now I know who’s the biggest contributor to this unannounced fight. It was the best friend! The one who we’ve spared every detail about the plan with, the one who we’ve seek advice and approval with before its execution, the one who we trust and thought trying to help. Instead ‘he’ (yeap, a man full of bitchy attitude) turned out to be the enemy in the blanket, the fire stone, all this while. Moreover, I discovered that he wasn’t keen with me either, for whatever reasons. Actually amongst us three, he detests me the most. He justified his uneasy acceptance of me due to me being apart of every conflicts that have happened previously. He actually specifically mentioned every single encounters that I was involved in (yeap, he really kept track of my personal life), even though it had nothing to do with him. He doesn’t even know what it’s all about. He actually judged me based on other people’s story and making assumptions solely based on that? What the hell did I do to you? (if you’re reading). If you’re trying to be listed in my ‘enemy-list’ just to fit in the crowd which you’ve been struggling to get into, I understand. But do not drag others with you. That sucks. I enjoyed being your friend all this while and trusted your sincerity in our friendship. As far as I know, I’ve never done any awful thing to you that may have triggered such hatred. Why? And the worst part is, this person was being so pleasing and friendly (known as the joker with a big mouth) all this while, till now that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result: 1 Enemy (the best friend. Who? This might shock you, cuz I was)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Episode 3 (additional episode, should it be a problem to some people if it’s ignored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, there was actually an incident that I thot would be pointless to be mentioned here, cuz I didn’t think it created any enemies between the casts or even anyone related to them. But then again, you’ll never know…&lt;br /&gt;So it began with a very well attached guy who was being a typical guy with a typical attitude, and the most prominent one was flirtatious aka. GATAL. He was hitting on 2 of my friends, or so me &amp; my friends assumed. Cuz he had done it once too many times, so our assumptions were potentially right. The part where most of his friends were annoyed was his hypocrite-ism. For him, it is ok to go out with girls &amp;amp; hit on them BUT not ok for his gf to even talk or go out with guys, let alone hit on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t that close to this couple but I always hangout with their friends. So their concerned friends had asked me to do them a favor of explaining this to the gf. So I did, not by elaborating what had happened between the bf &amp; 2 of my friends, but juz verifying what the gf’s friends been telling her. That’s all. And I did it because they desperately asked for my help.&lt;br /&gt;Juz when I thot that was the end of it, one fine nite while I was shopping in One Utama (yeap I remember), the concern friends called me up &amp;amp; asked for my help again. This time by telling straight to the bf’s face on what he had been doing behind his gf’s back, with the presence of his gf by his side. My refusal left them begging &amp; begging, so I had to do it. And it went quite well cuz me &amp;amp; the bf remain friends, still exchange hi’s &amp; bye’s &amp;amp; still hangout together. But somehow an individual who came out of nowhere (not even close to any of ‘em) has this eek feeling with the whole situation &amp;amp; blaming me for it. ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result: 1 Enemy (same as the above)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaahh, feels gud to finally let it all outta my chest! So that IS the truth. Up to you to believe it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-115893600904680367?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/115893600904680367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=115893600904680367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115893600904680367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115893600904680367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/09/truth-iscomplete.html' title='Truth is...(COMPLETE)'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-115552188276490706</id><published>2006-08-14T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:25:30.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeap, he's the one!</title><content type='html'>Watched REMP-IT at GSC, One Utama the other day, and I gotta say, this is by far the only Malay movie that’s worth watching, after Sembilu (yea I’m actually juz like the others). See how long it took me to finally appreciate Malay movie? Oh ya, by the way, BULI, SEPET and GUBRA are not under the same category for I’ve classified it in another higher level of movies, almost reaching the International standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz when I thought of giving up watching all Malay movies after a lot of disappointments &amp; frustrating experiences, e.g. SALON (wasted my money &amp;amp; Hari Raya on that), then came REMP-IT, which I thought was quite good. Maybe I’m a bit bias cuz I really like &lt;strong&gt;Farid Kamil&lt;/strong&gt;, the main cast, but I think many people would agree that the visuals are quite good and the flow of the movie was smoothly done. Somehow I saw very little to none flaw throughout the scenes. And by good visuals I mean the part where the camera was focusing on Farid Kamil’s sharp-naughty look, made me go “..oooOooHhh”. He’s acting wasn’t that bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously glad watching the movie for I’ve found my next Yusri-KRU, it’s none other than Mr. &lt;strong&gt;FARID KAMIL&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-115552188276490706?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/115552188276490706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=115552188276490706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115552188276490706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115552188276490706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/08/yeap-hes-one.html' title='Yeap, he&apos;s the one!'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-115457063869156560</id><published>2006-08-03T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:02.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare Sucks!</title><content type='html'>I had an utterly outrageous dream last night or rather this morning, cuz it involves someone extremely close and someone I do not know but aware of his/her existent. This is the first time I have such dream. It happened in between 7 a.m. to 8 a.m. When I woke up, it left me with a prominent scar of sadness, disbelief and rage, all at the same time. It sucks. Almost like watching a horror movie, minus the goose bumps, cuz somehow I feel like punching someone’s face soon after I woke up. What a nightmare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(created on Tuesday, August 1, 2006)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-115457063869156560?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/115457063869156560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=115457063869156560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115457063869156560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115457063869156560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/08/nightmare-sucks.html' title='Nightmare Sucks!'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-115406067374768089</id><published>2006-07-28T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:02.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Lala</title><content type='html'>After losing all four new-born kittens a few months ago, now I lost LALA, the mother.&lt;br /&gt;Early yesterday morning, my mom was reversing her car when she heard a loud unpleasant sound, the sound of pain from my poor one &amp; only cat, LALA. It seemed that her tail got rammed over which made her tail numbed and possibly paralyzed cuz it stopped moving. Adal was the one who’ve been told by my mom to bring LALA to the vet. And the minute he reached the vet and opened the car door, LALA who’s been terrified of first trip in a car, ran off and vanished in split seconds. Adal couldn’t find her after a few moment of rigorous searching (well, that’s what he had claimed :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing a cat in an accident and losing a cat without knowing where it is and what happened is two different things. Hence, the level of frustration is also different depending on the person’s sensitivity and endurance. Some might think death is better accepted than knowing something is gone without a reason. Some might feel it’s better to lose something knowing it’s still alive &amp;amp; not evidently dead. And others, like me, thinks both situations affects the same to mind, body &amp;amp; soul, cuz we are losing a SOUL ere! Not juz someTHING…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sob sob*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-115406067374768089?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/115406067374768089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=115406067374768089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115406067374768089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115406067374768089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/07/missing-lala.html' title='Missing Lala'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-115381577766097432</id><published>2006-07-25T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:02.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Am having flu right now. Or is it cold? As I was told by someone, that these two terms are different. So let’s just call it influenza! Funny thing is I feel unbelievably happy! Why? I dunno. Maybe cuz I’ll be getting my paycheck tomorrow. Or cuz my boss will be off to Kelantan for 3 days. Or I’m juz naturally happy. Full stop! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-115381577766097432?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/115381577766097432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=115381577766097432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115381577766097432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115381577766097432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/07/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-115345171232656731</id><published>2006-07-21T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:02.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Dena &amp; Ariff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/1600/DSC06485.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/320/DSC06485.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 4.30 p.m on Sunday, soon after the 'ceremony' was done, I took a deep breath &amp; slowly digest the fact that Dena's engaged! She's the first among us best friends (Sara, Dena, Nivin &amp;amp; me) since school, to be engaged with the man of her dream, ARIFF ELLIZA. That evening saw two ceremonies, merisik &amp; tunang. Which meant she received two rings from the mother &amp;amp; grandmother. Gorgeous ones that is ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lil bit of their history.. Dena met Ariff, who was studying in Aussie, on the net early last year, where Ariff, who was also her long lost admirer, tried his luck on her. Dun really know what the pick-up lines were, but they finally got together around April 2005. After about a year, they decided to get married &amp; Ariff's family came to merisik last month. And last week they officially got engaged! The wedding most probably will be on February 2007. Can't wait to go &amp;amp; witness the whole ceremony, and this time the bride is DENA. It's no shock but rather surreal to see your best friend being the main cast of a wedding. It's gonna be big i tell you! Can't wait for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy for both of you &amp;amp; may you live happily ever after.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-115345171232656731?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/115345171232656731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=115345171232656731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115345171232656731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115345171232656731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/07/congratulations-dena-ariff.html' title='Congratulations Dena &amp; Ariff'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-115267609435882455</id><published>2006-07-12T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into Les Bleus.. Zizou is still the GREAT!</title><content type='html'>Happy, cuz da game was entertaining! Sad, cuz my team lost in a disastrous way. Not that the opponent (Italy) won big, cuz they didn't, and that makes it frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve to say, the 1st half showcased the power of the Italians in controlling the game. It was quite dreadful and disappointing to see my heroes didn’t perform as expected. But then, they got a lil bit lucky as Les Bleus got themselves a penalty, as Malouda was tackled by Grosso (I think..). &amp; who would’ve had scored the penalty better than the Great Zinedine Zidane. But it was taken in sumwat alarming way, cuz the ball actually hit da cross-bar before falling across the line. Thank god the officials saw it &amp;amp; announced it as a GOAL! Fiuhh!! I’m not sure if it was deliberate cuz the way Zidane took it, by juz flicking the ball to the far right, when Buffon, the Italian keeper was heading the opposite way, was quite messy but smart at the same time. It was as if he wanted to trick Buffon and make him look like a total idiot by juz gently ‘pickin’ the ball up and aim it to the left side of the goal post effortlessly. Clever but dangerous.. But I’d say the 1st half was dominated by the Azzuris and they got their equalizer at the last minute of half time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 2nd half, France was back in the game, with numerous attacking but unfortunately no goals. A bit unlucky. Same goes to Italy, though they played defensive almost the whole time. So it took them to the extra time, when Zidane was red carded for injuring Matterrazzi, Italian Midfielder. Italian juz can’t play clean, can they? They knew that Zidane was the captain &amp; core spirit of the France team &amp;amp; supporters. &amp;amp; they juz couldn’t get their dirty hands off him. Poor Zidane, I heard he was called “Dirty Terrorist” by Matterazzi. Who would juz walk away with that kind of accusation aiming straight to your face? I would’ve juz shot him right thru his forehead. But u know, it’s juz rumors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end with ten men and low self-confidence, France lost to Italy by penalty shoot out. It’s ok, they’ve reached the final, unexpectedly. I am still proud to be their fanatic fan cuz I'm juz sOooo into Les Bleus, pour toujours! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-115267609435882455?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/115267609435882455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=115267609435882455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115267609435882455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115267609435882455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/07/into-les-bleus-zizou-is-still-great.html' title='Into Les Bleus.. Zizou is still the GREAT!'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-115216743538210403</id><published>2006-07-06T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup Final BABY!</title><content type='html'>Last nite, my team played against Portugal &amp; they won! Result: Portugal 0, France 1. What a relief! Cuz the game was oh-so-boring. Both teams played like it was a friendly match. Yeah I understand that they are in a lot of pressure, given Portugal has never been through to the semis let alone winning the world cup ever before. Which made me thinking since they want the title so badly, they might play tremendously. And also the fact that they’ve lost to France in the World Cup for four times, this should give them the motivation to work even harder for they do have the warrior-fighting spirit. But actually France didn’t play well either. Bad passing and lost possession like a hundred times throughout the match. And since the Portuguese didn’t grab the opportunity to score and create a threat at the French expense, the game was awfully and depressingly dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully I think Portugal played better than France as they created a lot of opportunities but no closure. Since France got lucky by leading 1-0 through penalty taken by Zizou, they only concentrated on defense. They protected their goal like a mother protecting her child. Superb work by Thuram and Sagnol who managed to block most of the attempts within the penalty box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so they're through to the final &amp;amp; will be up against the Azzuris (the Italian) this Sunday. Hopefully Domenech will teach the French on diving tricks. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Italy has better chance to win, but I hope that the final match will be entertaining. C'mon People!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-115216743538210403?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/115216743538210403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=115216743538210403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115216743538210403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115216743538210403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/07/world-cup-final-baby.html' title='World Cup Final BABY!'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-115207572867800319</id><published>2006-07-05T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Series of Upsetting Matches</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was so memorable to me because I got to see England football team lost to Portugal on penalty shoot out of 3-1. What an upset! The most boring but satisfying game I’ve ever watched, not that I hate the team but the supporters. Over gile okay! And last nite Germany was beaten flat by the Italian football team or rather comedian / actors by 2-0. I juz simply dun like the Germans / NAZIs, football players I mean. Another upset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wait, the excitement didn’t end there! ‘My’ Les Bleus (France) have beaten the World Cup defending champion, BRAZIL!. Unbelievable! Totally upsetting! But if you know their history, France actually had once won against Brazil in 1998 where they were crowned the Champion of World Cup France 1998. It was an entertaining game because I think both the teams played fairly well the 1st half. And France played extremely well which outshined Brazil’s samba-kicks throughout the 2nd half. Thierry Henry scored (not at the last minute okay!) and France defended their goal well till the last second of the full time to make sure they win with 1-0 against everyone's favorite, BRAZIL. People have criticized France’s abilities and their win over Brazil eight years ago, by saying that it was pure luck for they scored either through free kicks or corners with the advantage of playing on home ground. But this year’s World Cup match proved their so dead wrong, by juz looking at the Brazilians that couldn’t even keep the ball in possession. Or maybe Zizou's (Zinedine Zidane) performance was so outstanding that the ball juz wouldn’t budge from his skillful feet. He is still the GREAT! I am not bragging, juz so excited and proud of where they are now..thru to the semis! Seriously, IT IS GUD ENUFF FOR ME no matter what happens tonite when they meet the Portuguese. Although statistically France had never been beaten by Portugal in their last four World Cup matches, but since the word ‘UPSETS’ is so in now, predictions are highly overrated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m juz hoping they play their best and all my stars have given their all in this match. Even if they dun find victory but atleast they made us fans proud! :D Go Les Bleus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-115207572867800319?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/115207572867800319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=115207572867800319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115207572867800319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115207572867800319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/07/series-of-upsetting-matches.html' title='A Series of Upsetting Matches'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-115146225869672333</id><published>2006-06-28T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Bleus.. Game On!</title><content type='html'>I juz can't stop smiling the whole morning. My team unexpectedly won against Spain! Lucky thing I watched the game wearing France official jersey. Although initially I was a lil bit reluctant to wear it, knowing that they definitely will loose based on their past performances. But then I thot to myself, since they're goin to play for the last time in the WordlCup Germany 2006 tonite, what the heck, I'll juz wear it to give support &amp; show pride of my one &amp;amp; only favorite team. And they actually staggered me by scoring three (3) goals! Each from different players; Riberi, Zidane &amp; Vierra :D So the final score; France-3 Spain-1. Finally they are back in the game! fiuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens on the next round is not a concern anymore, cuz I got what I want by watching them played like they used to. It gave me something to remember by before Zidane &amp;amp; Vierra retire. That’s all that matters!&lt;br /&gt;Next up - BRAZIL. Bring it on baybeh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-115146225869672333?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/115146225869672333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=115146225869672333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115146225869672333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115146225869672333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/06/les-bleus-game-on.html' title='Les Bleus.. Game On!'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-115086036552708746</id><published>2006-06-21T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey It's 'Us' Again!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night I went for dinner &amp; watched football with him, yea ‘him’ as in Ayol. It doesn’t matter what happened initially, but the most important thing was what happened during this event. We went to Spicy, Sri Hartamas cuz I was craving for their USA Chicken Rice *slurp* plus it has a big screen &amp;amp; not crowded with bunch of ‘wannabe’s’. One funny &amp; frustrating thing happened. All the way from his house to Sri Hartamas the car was in a complete silence. Thanx to the inventor of the radio that actually saved the day by entertaining us throughout the journey. If it wasn’t for that I’d be singing my lungs out, as a result of boredom &amp;amp; to show resentment. Even while walking towards the restaurant we were like strangers. After awhile I think he finally realized that it was ridiculously funny but remain his cool to hide it. Until at one point he couldn’t hold it anymore &amp; started to chuckle. And then the normal ‘us’ came to life, thank god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how bad the fight affected him. How bad my anger affected him. But why is he the one who’s so upset? He looked like he’s ready to punch someone’s face. Cuz I noticed he was a bit aggressive to me. You know we used to joke around by demonstrating a small slap at each other’s face if we disagree on something. Cute, but can be dangerous. &amp; so that nite, when I tried to mock him juz for fun, I think he was tryin to keep his cool again by slaping me gently (like we used to do) but it turned out a lil bit too hard. Juz a lil, not that my cheek was bruised or anything. Mmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say he was so wonderful the whole nite. I wish I could juz seize the moment for as long as I could &amp; enjoy it. &amp;amp; so again, we worked it out by not workin it out. So how long can it last now? urghhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-115086036552708746?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/115086036552708746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=115086036552708746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115086036552708746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115086036552708746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-its-us-again.html' title='Hey It&apos;s &apos;Us&apos; Again!'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-115077984093601697</id><published>2006-06-20T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P i s s e d &amp; C o n f u s e d</title><content type='html'>‘Letting go’, such a big word for me, ‘break-up’, so impossible to do, ‘Single’, so difficult to live, with a heart so broken like this. Am I ready to let go the one and only guy I’ve ever loved? Ready to break such a long-built bond? Ready to live life single which was long been erased from my dictionary? If I am, how come I’m still feeling sad, guilty, unsatisfied &amp; empty? I still miss him, still love him. But is that enough to make things work? If I let him go, is it the right move? Am I making the right decision? ’Scared’ is the best word to describe how I feel right now. Scared of making a mistake, not able to love again and be loved by someone better. ‘Reason’ is what I’m searching for to get things done and over with. Not that it has to but it hurts a lot not to. But then again it also hurts a lot every time we fight. Plus he’s pushing it to end here, right now, at this particular moment. Especially when he made it clear by 'returning' his handphone that's not even mine? Didn't even remember paying for it. SOoooO childish! So NOT him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Guilt', is the only reason not to break-up, other than love of course. Guilty for cheated on him twice &amp;amp; got away with it, dragged him around, use him in any way possible &amp; boss him around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance &amp;amp; sensitivity started this fight, which is actually a common point to start all fights. Why?? Haven’t he learned anything?! &amp;amp; after 2 days not calling / sending sms, suddenly he text me "Geez, missin you..." What the hell?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-115077984093601697?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/115077984093601697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=115077984093601697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115077984093601697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/115077984093601697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/06/p-i-s-s-e-d-c-o-n-f-u-s-e-d.html' title='P i s s e d &amp; C o n f u s e d'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-114870763545781755</id><published>2006-05-27T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Even A Month?</title><content type='html'>Yeap, that thot came poppin 2 my mind the minute my mom told me that one of my kittens is dead due to some tragic incident. This time it’s not a typical one where my cats usually ran over by cars. There’s always some’one’ to blame. But now na’ah. My mom believes that Lala (the kitten’s mother), holds responsible for the death of her own child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, as my mother woke up, she went outside the house to do some gardening / cleaning (wateva). As she tried to feed Lala, whose resting quite comfortably in the cage, she noticed that one of the four kittens was missing. After a few minutes of searching &amp; ‘digging’ thru the ‘cram &amp;amp; muddled’ cage, she found the grey-ish kitten lying lifelessly under a small flat container on which Lala was sitting on at that particular moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The messy cage indicates that there had been some chaotic situation goin on last nite. And I recalled last nite when I was about to enter the house, I heard Lala’s outraged voice, that sounded as if she was in a fight with some irritating cat. You know, that growling sound. But when I took a peek (didn’t want to interrupt ‘their conversation’, if any), there were no other cats there. So I thot maybe she was angry at her children &amp; tryin to educate them in sumwat strict/aggressive manner. I stayed there for about 5 minutes trying to comprehend the whole situation, &amp;amp; I saw Lala trying eagerly to open the cage &amp; let herself out. She looked quite furious, so I told my bro (Farish) to go outside &amp;amp; open the cage, for I didn’t want to dirty my hands by holding the cat, plus yea I was a bit frightened :P However Farish was too lazy to help. Can’t blame him as it was nearly 2 a.m.. So I juz went upstairs to my room &amp; doze off. Next thing I know, the kitten’s dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I had known what happened earlier. &amp;amp; how I wish I understand animal’s language, especially cats! Maybe the cage was too small for them, that Lala accidentally sat on her own child. But how can she not notice that? That’s so irresponsible &amp; absolutely impossible right?! But a female cat wouldn’t kill her own child, would she? &amp;amp; the most frustrating part is that the kitten’s not even a month old! Now I’m left with only three lil kittens :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-114870763545781755?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/114870763545781755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=114870763545781755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114870763545781755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114870763545781755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/05/not-even-month.html' title='Not Even A Month?'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-114688761248803724</id><published>2006-05-06T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D. = E.N.E.M.Y.</title><content type='html'>Looking at it, in a glance, you wouldn’t think even once that these 2 words have anything in common. Not a single bit. Then again it’s no shock or impossible to learn otherwise. Of course, other than the simple facts that they involve people, soul and feelings, there are a lot more aspects to go with it. I am not saying that they are the same, thus we should appreciate their existence equally. But at some point, you’ll realize those yet to be discovered factors have similarities that you can’t tell the difference if the actual status of that someone is obscured from our sight. What the hell am I talking about? Where am I going with this? You know, I seriously not very sure, but I am certain that there’s a valuable point to these thoughts. Maybe that belief has motivate me to accept any human being who appears in my life &amp; try to absorb their behavior, good &amp;amp; bad, without feeling extremely annoyed hatred or even disgusted. Though sometimes I do, but rather keep all this despise to self &amp; try to be as reserve as possible. Nobody’s perfect &amp;amp; hurting peoples’ feelings are a waste for they refuse to accept it &amp; tend to take it disapprovingly that may lead to disputes. &amp;amp; by the end of the day, guilt will haunt you for as long as it could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, people talks about everything and not surprisingly mainly about other people, regardless the status; childhood friends, best friends, school mates, room mates, house mates &amp; of course other halves, and the list goes on &amp;amp; on. I watched the America’s Next Top Model the other day, and Tyra Banks was educating one of the contestants about self confidence and some motivations as to survive in the real world of modeling. And she made quite a point by saying juz these four words “Everybody talks about everybody”. And try combining it with these two words “Nobody’s perfect”, you’ll be all set to face the world or even the universe for that matter! Suddenly I feel this positive aura around me, with “you’re beautiful” signs in a form of bubbles, uplifting me gently, &amp; I feel like smiling all the way up, like I juz inhaled a huge amount of smiling gas. And when I look down, I realize that the only thing that had kept me afloat was my fat ass! BOOM! I fall flat on my fat-turn-flat butt (catchy?). OUCH! Arghhh crap! Moral of the story? Never look down &amp;amp; set your aim high but at the same time don’t be so comfortable &amp; arrogant once you’ve reached the top, for you’ll never know what the future holds for you. So hang in there with no despair (hey it rhymes?). You deserve to enjoy it while it lasts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I’m drifting far apart from the initial topic. There’s a lot more to be shared here, for I’ve learned a lot through personal experience &amp;amp; I really like to disclose some of em ere. But I need more time. So… *to be continued*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-114688761248803724?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/114688761248803724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=114688761248803724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114688761248803724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114688761248803724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/05/friend-enemy.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D. = E.N.E.M.Y.'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-114664960315666198</id><published>2006-05-03T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30th April, 2006</title><content type='html'>30th April, 2006, an eventful day for me and a whole lot of people. I’m sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Sunday, where I spent my weekend in Penang with Ayol and 5 other friends; Dena, Ariff, Nivin, Aboy &amp; Fir &amp;amp; it wasn’t juz any Sunday, it was my BIRTHDAY! HOOORAYYY! It was fun celebrating it away from home, and as far as I can remember, it’s the first time I spent it outside kl. My wish to eat all da delicious foods listed in my mind after the last trip, finally came true. And we managed to complete the scheduled activities: banana-boating, swimming at the apartment beach, visit Perangin Mall &amp; nite market (twice), have ikan baker for dinner (tho it was a different place, thanx Aboy :P), have nasi kandar at Line Clear, Swatow’s Ais Kacang &amp;amp; Mee Sultan. All my plans were accomplished; accept Ariff, who didn’t get da chance to visit da Toy Museum (but sokay, knowing dat we’ll be going there again in 2 months time kan? :P). On d eve of my birthday, we had KFC while watching sum football match on Astro at the apartment (kewl!). Oh ya, the first gift I had was watching CHELSEA beat da hell outta MANCHESTER UNITED (3-0). It got me all smiley all the way back to the apartment from the nite market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other happenings, my cat gave birth to 4 cute lil kittens, which are yet to be named. Two of which are black in color, 1 grey-ish, and the other 1 a bit creamy (like my late cat KIKI), which I’m thinking of calling her KIKI as well hmmm.. Therefore, those babies’ birthday is the same as mine. So sweeeeet. I feel like a proud granny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That morning, we received very shocking &amp; heartbreaking news. Christopher Chiam Tian Soong, aka Chris, my schoolmate, also Dena’s bestest fren, had passed away, caused by some unpleasant incident. He was such a kind fren &amp;amp; the last time I met him, he was quite a changed man; well-mannered, soft spoken, totally a different character. He changed for the better.&lt;br /&gt;*Chris, wherever you are, know that we will always love you &amp;amp; may your soul rest in peace…*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-114664960315666198?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/114664960315666198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=114664960315666198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114664960315666198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114664960315666198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/05/30th-april-2006.html' title='30th April, 2006'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-114422477229927703</id><published>2006-04-05T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Baby R U?</title><content type='html'>------------------APRIL BABY (ME)-------------------&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Suave and compromising. Funny and humorous.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Stubborn. Very talkative. Calm and cool. Kind and&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal. Does&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; work well with others. Very confident. Sensitive.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Positive Attitude. Thinking generous. Good&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; for information. Able to cheer evryone up and/or&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; make them laugh. Able to motivate oneself and&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; others. Understanding. Fun to be around.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Outgoing. Hyper. Bubbly personality. Secretive.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Boy/girl crazy. Loves sports, music, leisure and&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; traveling. Systematic. hott but has brains. If you&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; repost this in 5 mins, a cutie that's caught your eye&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; will introduce themself and you will realize that&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; you are very much alike in the next 2 days. (YE KER?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------MARCH BABY (AYOL)--------------------&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Attractive personality. sexy. Affectionate Shy and&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Sensitive to others. Great kisser. Easily angered.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; feelings. Observant and assesses others.If you&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; repost this in the next 5 mins, you will meet your&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; new love in 8 days. (PLEASE DO NOT REPOST!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-114422477229927703?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/114422477229927703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=114422477229927703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114422477229927703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114422477229927703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-baby-r-u.html' title='What Baby R U?'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-114310726947256460</id><published>2006-03-23T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate Workaholic</title><content type='html'>I dun really feel like writing, but boredom has definitely induced me to scribble sumthin in ere. I’m in da office rite now with lesser n lesser thing 2 do since I got back from Village Park for lunch wit da gals; Den &amp; Niv. Did sum tiding up on quite a number of files &amp;amp; my feet was aching &amp; screaming to be massaged by 1 of those OSIM’s foot massager or sumthin. But then I seriously think dat the U-Zap ‘tummy trimmer’ is more worth buying compared 2 the massager (“hmm…”). Anyway that was actually all I did da whole evening. Moreover I haven’t answered any calls at all, how ironic! This situation really calls for a break, or perhaps an early take-off? Aha! Juz chatted to Dena &amp;amp; they are heading back real soon for Rasta, aah da common hang-out place. But what am I gonna tell my boss (whom sitting rite next 2 me) if I were to leave early? How I wish I had told him earlier, like before 5 juz now? Atlease I’d come up wit da usual excuse; Out 4 an appointment wit sum potential clients. So how now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya btw, I’m quite depressed rite now cuz I juz got a cheque for this month’s pay BUT unfortunately I cant cash it yet as the date written 25th March 2006, which is a Saturday! I’m very much broke rite now, and d only smart but wicked thing to do that I could think of 2 save my ass, is by changing da date on the cheque. So that I could cash it earlier, like 2morrow? And since it’s quite a sinful thing 2 do, there must b sum risks. If the digits on the date look doubtful, the bank might call my dad for clarification. Or even worse, the cheque can be considered as void &amp; cant be withdrawn at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do u think? Should i or shouldn't i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-114310726947256460?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/114310726947256460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=114310726947256460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114310726947256460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114310726947256460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/03/desperate-workaholic.html' title='Desperate Workaholic'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-114290950773652001</id><published>2006-03-21T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batu Ferringhi, PENANG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/1600/worse%20face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/320/worse%20face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/1600/me%20niv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/320/me%20niv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/1600/hahaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/320/hahaha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/1600/kew%20pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/320/kew%20pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARSENAL’s VICTORY: Before I unfurl my excitement and fill this column with lots and lots of agendas and arrangements waiting to be realized for my trip to Penang, I’ve to make a splendid announcement about an event that took place this morning. It was a draw between ARSENAL and the-not-so-great-anymore Real Madrid, which brought them out of the Champions League. So ARSENAL is thru 2 da next round! Err the semis I guess? (Mind me, I only like watching football and a huge fan of Arsenal but has only minimal knowledge on the whole system).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INCREASED PAY: I’m going on a trip to PENANG this weekend! Yay! We have been planning to go for a holiday like months now… oh wait, maybe a year already. “Who ‘we’ you ask? Sara, Dena and Nivin. And since several weeks ago, Sara told us that she has a wedding in Penang to attend, &amp; her soon-to-be-married friend has also invited us to go, then we have a concrete reason to go there! Not that we need any. There’s going to be seven of us altogether; Ayol (the bodyguard :P), Ariff (the Father), Dena (the Mother), Nivin (the entertainer), Sara (the organizer), Sharil (the follower) &amp; Naili (the…). I’ve got a green-light from my dear boss already. Getting my leave approved was the simplest thing to do because during my two years of working for the company, I have never taken any leaves or MCs ever before. And if that’s not enough to make me all excited, I was told by my boss that he is going to raise my monthly salary into a quite huge figure (at least I think so)! Can you believe it? I was smiling from ear to ear the minute I got that news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PENANG: Actually, we’ve made a few lists, juz to get us all prepared for the trip. This includes a To-Do list, To-Buy list and To-Bring list. So did the trip turn-out as planned? Keep on reading to know all about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· We hit the road very early at around 7 a.m. from Nivin’s house, and then reached Dena’s place half an hour later. Began the journey roughly at 8 a.m. with 5 of us in the car; Ariff, Dena, Ayol, Nivin and me. Had a coupla stops at the R&amp;R, for a quick bfast and ciggies. Arrived at Ferringhi, Penang at noon and checked-in at the Eden Seaview Condominium (awesome condo!) 1 hour earlier from the given time. (Success)&lt;br /&gt;· Went to the beach (via Park Royal Hotel) for some soaking under the sun, jet skiing and banana-boating at noon, where the heat from the sun was at its peak (really got me tanned); Had a few laps at the Condo’s swimming pool (ceh!); Ferringhi Night Market (really got meself lotsa DVDs, tho it could be more! RM 4/dvd babe!); Gurney Plaza (did some window); Jalan Swatow (I guess) and had the most scrumptious Mee Goreng Mamak (they called it Mee Sultan) and mouth-watering Ais Kacang (never a fan of ABCs but this surely transformed all my detests); Dinner at Padang Kota (munching their Pasembor’, gulping their Air Kelapa’, which I’ve been craving for quite some time); Karaoke at Bukit Jambul; Supper &amp;amp; lunch at Nasi Kandar Line Clear (yummmyyyy). (not quite a Success)&lt;br /&gt;· Extended my stay with the others (Ayol, Sara and Sharil), while Dena, Ariff and Nivin headed back the 4th day, as scheduled. Went swimming and watched a few movies (Walk the Line etc.) juz to kill da time. Had a rather leisurely consoling time during the final day. Well, that’s what a holiday supposed to be! But it went all so dreary and I was halfway to boredom when it wasn’t even noon yet. (not quite a Success tho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was fun cuz it was PENANG, a state with a little bit of everything! Nevertheless, it didn’t really turn out as planned, as we didn’t get the chance to visit some other places like Gurney Drive, Perangin Mall, etc. (as pointed out by Ayol). And for that, I will definitely go there once more juz to ensure that we won’t miss those must-go places yet again. And certainly will get my mouthful of that oh-so-delighful Swatow’s Ais Kacang! *drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The beginning of this write-up was created about 2-3 weeks ago, hence its invalidity. But it's still news!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-114290950773652001?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/114290950773652001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=114290950773652001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114290950773652001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114290950773652001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/03/batu-ferringhi-penang.html' title='Batu Ferringhi, PENANG!'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-114161596455292942</id><published>2006-03-06T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Bullies = SUICIDE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;UrghHhhhh! That’s exactly how I felt when it happened. I have never seen any human being acted as cruel, selfish and egoistic as last night. I tell you all about it, and lemme know if you'd feel differently…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way back from watching football at MAROON, Aman Suria. I was so tired after a long day (dance class &amp; window shopping) and a long long nite last nite (partying), so I decided to head back after the 1st half of the match. On my way back, Sara called and asked me to buy her ciggies and mineral water, since I was sending Ayol home. So I stopped by at 7-Eleven and parked my car at the alley next to it. I waited in the car for 5-10 minutes then ayol came out, and we were all set to head back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I moved my car forward, suddenly I saw a Proton Iswara Aero-back in silver with a registration no. WLA 1429, heading my way on the opposite direction. I didn’t stop and slowly moved towards it, cuz typically a car driver with a common sense and road ethics would definitely reverse his car and drive away. Obviously he’s breaking the law as he was driving on the opposite direction. Any stupid kids or retards would know that. The car just stopped and actually waited for me to reverse?! No matter how many times I honked at that car, it wouldn’t budge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I knew that the driver was behaving like such an egoistic ass! More like a ‘Mamat bawak kete tapi peragai macam rempit!’ or ‘bila rempits membawa kereta’. Ayol lost his patience and stepped out of the car towards the Iswara and shouted at the car driver to move. Surprisingly the driver, which looked like a fat ass, wearing a cap, had asked him to tell me to get lost, make like a tree and leave. Ironically this guy might seem tough and all, but he didn’t even roll-down his window. CHICKEN shit! Because Ayol was at his highest stage of anger, he couldn’t hear any single word he was saying, except for “Apa hal? Blaa laa..”, with his finger pointing at Ayol and my car. Ayol juz walked off cuz he’s afraid that he'd do anything aggressive and stupid. He was damn mad and I thot he looked like a monster for a moment there, scarryyyy! Now I know how people who look so innocent and harmless can become a murderer. This is the same way they feel as a victim! For example, in a case where a wife caught her husband cheating red-handedly. Even worse, when the husband protected his girlfren over his own wife at that particular moment. Which made her pulled the trigger and killed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Ayol got into the car he told me not to reverse or even move. But I was so tired to go through any more drama than I had yesterday, so I decided to reverse my car and gave way to those assholes. I didn’t want anybody to get hurt. Ayol of course was disappointed at my reaction, he couldn’t calm down even till we reached his house, cuz the guy looked so damn familiar and he knew that the driver might be one of his cousins’ or my bro’s fren. What ever it is, he aint gonna get away with this so easily. I do believe in Karma, and I seriously believe he’ll experience even worse than what we went through, sooner or later. WATCH OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a single question… What should people like us (the victim) do when such things happen? I mean as for our own safety and benefit? This people should really be punished! MOST DEFINITELY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-114161596455292942?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/114161596455292942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=114161596455292942' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114161596455292942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114161596455292942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/03/road-bullies-suicide.html' title='Road Bullies = SUICIDE?'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-114048907821785998</id><published>2006-02-21T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's KIKI? sob*sob*</title><content type='html'>"Where wud Kiki possibly gone to?" That was the question that came poppin 2 mind as I was about to enter the house. It seems like as if I was askin it to Lala, my other cat, whom been caged for wateva reason. Sumhow Lala stared at me in anger, or so I thot. Kiki wud usually greet me right after I park my car &amp; escort me to the door. But not that nite, wonder y..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I surrendered myself to my comfy sofa &amp;amp; turned on the tv. Watched Everybody Loves Raymond and flipped through the channels (4, 17, &amp; 70-72) over &amp;amp; over again. I was damn bored. It's only 12.30 &amp; I didnt even feel sleepy yet. Then I saw my bro's notebook on the dinner table &amp;amp; hurried to the table before he comes back. Had a few surfin ere &amp; there (friendster la wat else? :P) &amp;amp; replied a few emails juz to kill the time, till my bro came home. &amp; at the moment he opened the door, He told me the worse news of the day! Kiki was ranover by a car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I always get this news once too many times. The first cat I had was ranover by a car juz infront of my house. The next one was banged by Adal (my stupid bro) &amp; got her leg broken &amp;amp; soon after died because of that. &amp; now Kiki? &amp;amp; not surprisingly the killer was very well- known..Adal! He said Kiki came out of nowhere when he reversed his car on his way out. Arghh!I was damn frustrated &amp; depessingly sad. Juz when I thot I could watch Kiki grow old (which I never get to see), He burned down all those dreams in a flash! Now Lala will have no fren 2 play wit, &amp;amp;amp;amp;amp; wud be all alone; eat alone, sleep alone etc. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun think my house is an ideal or safe place for cats, or any other pets for that matter. Had cats, hamsters, fish, turtle &amp;amp; they r all dead, if not dissapeared. So now I'm left with Lala. Is there still hope? Shud I get a new partner for her? Or shud I juz give her away to a more responsible family, or send her back 2 the vet, where I got it from? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-114048907821785998?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/114048907821785998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=114048907821785998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114048907821785998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114048907821785998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/02/wheres-kiki-sobsob.html' title='Where&apos;s KIKI? sob*sob*'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-114041420638161004</id><published>2006-02-20T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Reminisces</title><content type='html'>Check out my collection of pixiesssss. It's still very few but will be updated from time to time. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-114041420638161004?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/114041420638161004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=114041420638161004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114041420638161004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114041420638161004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/02/sweet-reminisces.html' title='Sweet Reminisces'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-114016950946466203</id><published>2006-02-17T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:01.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food 4 Thoughts..</title><content type='html'>It's been ages since I login 2 my yahoo messenger (YM). Yes, I do haf :P Btw, my ID is nylea_81 And since i'm at the office wit no useful thing to do, I read all my emails from my hotmail account &amp; yahoo. Then I realized that I haven't been chit-chattin wit my frenz on da YM for soO damn long. Had to download YM again cuz my bro had formatted my pc &amp;amp; 4gotten to put in YM. Guess not many ppl use YM huh? I notice that most of my UiTM x-classmates use YM, so wat does dat tell ya? Mmm i aint gonna say.. Nway, Juz when it finished downloadin, all those offline msgs came poppin 2 da screen! Yeap it was quite a lot. Didn't know I've many sweet &amp; caring frens. &amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp; I found dat a coupla em are quite witty &amp;amp; very2 useful in our lives. So haf fun reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A young girl was going on a date. Her grandmother said, "Sit here and let me tell you about those young boys." "He is going to try and kiss you, you are going to like that, but don't let him do that. He is going to try and feel your breast, you are going to like that but don't let him do that. But most important, he is going to try and get on top of you to have his way with you. You are going to like that, but don't let him do that. It will disgrace the family." With that bit of advice, the granddaughter went on her date. The next day she told grandma that her date went just like she had predicted, "Grandma, I didn't let him disgrace the family. When he tried, I just turned over, got on top of him, and disgraced HIS family..." Grandma fainted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There was a man who saw a scorpion floundering around in the water. He decided to save it by stretching out his finger, but the scorpion stung him. The man still tried to get the scorpion out of the water, but the scorpion stung him again. Another man nearby told him to stop saving the scorpion that kept stinging him. But the man said: "It is the nature of the scorpion to sting. It is my nature to love. Why should I give up my nature to love just because it is the nature of the scorpion to sting?" Don't give up loving... Don't give up your goodness... Even if the people around you, HURT and STING .....love them&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...U agree? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-114016950946466203?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/114016950946466203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=114016950946466203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114016950946466203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/114016950946466203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2006/02/food-4-thoughts.html' title='Food 4 Thoughts..'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-113351476254216151</id><published>2005-12-02T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:00.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sizzlin' News! The gud..&amp; the not so gud..</title><content type='html'>[What you are about to read was actually created longgg time ago &amp; may seem ol' news, but i only managed to save it as draft &amp; totally 4gotten 2 post it ere &amp;amp; since i realize it now, i'm posting it nway! rasa rugi plak hehe  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time during last few weekends were pretty occupied wit open houses &amp; weddings. There were Ah Kam's (Kamarul), Shap's (Shafinaz), Zarul's open house &amp;amp; a few more dat I cant remember, plus my classmate's wedding (eh 1 je eh?). A shockin news hit me at Zarul's open house, where Amil told me that Ajib is in the midst of engaging wit his dream gal, as we speak. My jaw dropped like hell, dat it felt like not pullin itself back in its own place! I was not surprised dat he's gonna b engaged cuz i knew all along dat he's gonna b among da 1st 2 take the plunge. But NOT TELLING ME? I thot I was close enuff 2 him dat I guess I wud know by dat time. I even asked him not long before that &amp; he didnt say anythin. I was quite dissapointed. Oh ya &amp;amp; the ceremony took place in Kelantan. Not dat I could make it anyway. Maybe he thot since it's too far 4 us 2 go, it wud b pointless 2 tell.. But how come out of all ppl, Amil, who were away (in da US) &amp; juz got back on zarul's open house knew about it?..sigh.. Anyhoo a few days after, he finally made an anouncement thru forwarded emails. I felt a bit better, maybe he has his own reasons not 2 tell at 1st. Wateva it is, SEMOGA AJIB &amp;amp; GEE HIDUP BAHAGIA HINGGA KE JINJANG PELAMIN &amp; ANAK CUCU, AMIN... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created 2 months ago (i think) by me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-113351476254216151?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/113351476254216151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=113351476254216151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/113351476254216151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/113351476254216151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2005/12/sizzlin-news-gud-not-so-gud.html' title='Sizzlin&apos; News! The gud..&amp; the not so gud..'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-113190160324464568</id><published>2005-11-13T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:00.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...The Sweetest Thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/1600/DSC05782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/320/DSC05782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/1600/DSC05785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/320/DSC05785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/1600/DSC05783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/320/DSC05783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/1600/DSC05777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/320/DSC05777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/1600/DSC05776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/320/DSC05776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/1600/DSC05787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/320/DSC05787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya &amp; Maaf Zahir Batin to all! It's been awhile since my last post. Some quick updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got sick during da final few days of puasa (blame it on Uptown foods). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a sad &amp; boring Hari Raya cuz I didn't balik kampung (in Kelantan) wit my family &amp;amp; spent it all alone ere. I miss my lontong soooo much!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spent da whole day wit ayol watchin 'The Sweetest Thing' &amp; One Tree Hill Series (da whole 1st season), &amp;amp; loads more at my place :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Karaoke on the eve of Hari Raya wit Anep, Sat &amp; Mimie! Mawi World ruined da whole nite cuz we had da BIGGGESSTT fan in da house. Urghh!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;What actually triggered me to write 2day was a song I listened not long ago, sang by Rossa (Cute Indonesian Singer) titled..err no idea. It was so soothing &amp;amp; meaningful that it reminded me about what happened last 2 nites between me &amp; ayol. The song made me realize that I need to appreciate what I have or I will regret it 4 the rest of my life. Had a small arguement wit ayol &amp;amp; it hit me in the head that our relationship is losing its spark. It's been too long that da time we spend everyday, the moment we share every minute, the things that we say every second, seems so scripted &amp; meaningless like a rutine already. Happy, sad, excitement, fun or even LOVE &amp;amp; other feelings are fading away. That's what's goin on in my head, &amp; I know he's feeling it too. Sumhow it was so hard to get it out of my chest till that nite. It took me quite awhile to put it in words &amp;amp; spell it out to ayol. I thot it would be easy for him to understand &amp; hoping he could finish my sentences. But he didnt &amp;amp; he had no clue of where my explanation was heading. I even tried to provoke him to admit it, "Do u still love me? Ya..", "Aren't u bored? No.." (wit a flat &amp; sincere tone), but it was so obvious that he's telling da truth. He's all comfortable wit our relationship &amp;amp; excited wit what the future holds for us. He enjoys every moment spent wit me. He still misses me. He still loves me the same. I'm not trying to 'masuk bakul angkat sendiri' or sumthin, but rather shocked that he loves me that much &amp; not even years or 'forever' can change that. He even promised me that he will do his very best to gain all my love again, &amp;amp; prove all his words for that matter. I felt so touched &amp;amp; in LOVE again! I don't think I can find any other man that loves me da way he does, that accepts me the way I am.. I'm juz blessed to have such boyfren in my life. He's truly my sweetest thing :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-113190160324464568?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/113190160324464568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=113190160324464568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/113190160324464568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/113190160324464568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2005/11/finallythe-sweetest-thing.html' title='Finally...The Sweetest Thing...'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-113047144994363727</id><published>2005-10-28T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:00.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seed Made My Day!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a boring Thursday for me. Had nothin to do except browsing thru d internet &amp; blogging (notice the last post?). Juz when I finished posting, I received a call from my x-classmate during my Uni days (UiTM to be exact), Seed (a short &amp;amp; classy nickname for Siti Norsabtiah). She wanted to buy some supplements from me in sumwat big quantity. I didn't have the stock at the office, and need to go home to get it. But as to save all the hassles, I told her to call &amp; buy it from Anep (My Boss), whom enjoying his beauty sleep at that time. I'd luv 4 him 2 b waken-up early! (dengki). So I gave her Anep's no. and leave everything 4 him to handle. Then a coupla hours later, she called again &amp;amp; she was sumwer nearby my office &amp; eager to c me, with an excuse that the stocks Anep's given her were insufficient, &amp;amp; wanted more. So, I had to greet her downstairs &amp; drive her back home to get the stuffs. And wen I went down from the office, there she was, a rather elegant but funky look wit a cd in her hand. She passed it over to me as a gift. It was a 'PETERPAN' Album! Thank god I do listen to Indonesian Songs. It seems that she has loads of cds in her car &amp;amp; at the office, cuz she's working as a PR in SRC, a local record label (Siti was their artiste when she started her career). That explains the style! Then juz wen I wanted to drop her off at her car, I asked her who are other artistes under her 'supervision'..she said ROSSA! And there I was pleading for a free album as a 2nd gift. And I was lucky that she has it in the car! And yeap I'm a big fan of ROSSA &amp;amp; loads more Indonesian Artistes. ROSSA is juz so addorably pretty, I'd luv to meet her one day to to find out if she really is gorgeous! haha Yea I loike to look at beautiful women as much as CUTE guys, for different purposes of course! :P Thanx a lot Seed! You made my day! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-113047144994363727?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/113047144994363727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=113047144994363727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/113047144994363727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/113047144994363727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2005/10/seed-made-my-day.html' title='Seed Made My Day!'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-113038493000774066</id><published>2005-10-27T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:00.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th Heaven..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/1600/DSC05754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/495/320/DSC05754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[WARNING: TOO MUSHY TO HANDLE, PAPERBAGS ARE MUCH NEEDED]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a rather sweet, romantic, lovey-dovey kinna mood goin on last few days..till now that is. Simply because it's 'our' anniversary (tak mainla monthly! :P). Ayol &amp; I have been an item for exactly 7 years last 24th October, 2005 at 4 p.m. (yea i do keep accurate records).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eve of our anniversary, we went for a buka puasa at Hartamas Square wit otha bunch of hang-out buddies (lin, anep &amp;amp;amp;amp;amp; fir), oh ya! &amp; we met Cali &amp;amp; Sara there (not that it has anything to do wit this story :P). Had loads of dishes; dim sums (3 of em), Indonesian Style Fish Fried Rice (a must!), Teppanyaki etc.. wit your mood mounting up at its highest peak, you tend to eat a lot &amp; have the urge to digest all sorts of foodstuff along your way. Then all of us went to the Euro Funfair, located next to One Utama, juz to check-out the rides &amp;amp; other stuff they had in-stored. We had a rather disgruntle experience. Imagine paying RM 3.00 juz to get in &amp; have to at least spend RM RM 6.00 for one ride, as the token costs RM 2.00 each. Nevertheless, the rides were fun &amp;amp; exhilarating, though I only managed to try one, which was the bumper-car, for other tokens had been spent to try my luck on the games &amp; lucky number booths. All that juz to get my hands on that cute huge Teddy Bear (which I've always wanted ever since I was small), thot it could make the bestest aniversary gift. But as expected, we weren't lucky enuff :P Since the ambiance was so uncomfortably hot as it was quite congested, plus I was wearing a long-sleeved blouse, we made a quick move to Mc Donalds, Mutiara Damansara to chill &amp;amp; play cards (our fav activity nowadays) till midnite. And then juz wen the clock striked 12.00, Ayol came closer to me with his hand pulling me even closer, he whispered to my ear.."Happy Anniversary Sayang", with that cute smile on his face! How sweet.. &amp; I tried to seize the moment for as long as I could.. (he's not a romantic &amp;amp; thotful guy, so this is gud enuf :P). So, that experience got me sleeping like a baby all thru da nite.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on our anniversary, we went for a BIG yet lovely buka puasa at Planet Hollywood. We ordered the Hollywood Samplers, Louisiana Chicken Pasta &amp; a Mixed-Grill (can't recall the name). Took sweet pictures of us &amp;amp; spent the whole evening talking, yeap juz talking.. Then stopped by at Ayol's fav 'boutique', IZZUE, they were having discounts &amp; promo. But we didn't purchase anything as the clothes were a lil bit funky or 'jinjangjo' to be exact. Then we went to MNG and I bought myself a handbag, a small purse &amp;amp; a belt, as a result of the clothes being so damn expensive! urgh.. Then we headed back to our 'HQ' - Mc Donalds, Mutiara Damansara, and played cards wit the usual crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 years might seem too long, long enuff to make a relationship go dreary &amp; lifeless, and to celebrate to that is no fun no more. But for us, the spark is still there, still on a honeymoon mood, still reminiscing the sweet memories from day 1 till now, still in the course of getting to know each other, still loving each other like crazy (should stop reading this now b4 you puke! haha). Guess, there's no crime in being in luv! &amp;amp; proud of it! :D I know, it might seem like nuthing special actually happened on this once-a-year occasion, but being wit my other-half has always been the best 'happenings' that has ever happened to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-113038493000774066?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/113038493000774066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=113038493000774066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/113038493000774066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/113038493000774066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2005/10/7th-heaven.html' title='7th Heaven..'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-112953363310997024</id><published>2005-10-17T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:00.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juz anotha Black Monday.. (mind da crappiness :P)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I am bored to death oledy! &amp; sleepy &amp;amp; hungry &amp; missing some1 ;) Anyway, still ,I wanna go home &amp; have a gud nap b4 buke puasa. Had a rather long nite yesterday, or shud i say this mornin. Watched the very 1st season of One Tree Hill (yea i'm so slow) &amp;amp; I juz cant stop watching till i know what happen next, gosh! this is so like Desperate Housewives. Juz bought da whole 1st season, after&amp; that is y i'm at work looking like a zombie. But I'd say a 'happy' zombie hehe. Cuz I can't stop thinking that the long awaited day of da year will finally arrive very very soon. Only a week @ 7 days away.. &amp; I was told that I'm gonna get some pressies :D Even birthdays are not considered as special as this one, not even close (4 me that is).  Guess there’s too many hints exposed ere oledy, &amp; you peeps must be damn annoyed by it. Anyway, it’s been ages since I last post anything ere. It’s not that I’ve been packed wit work &amp;amp; business or even social life, but juz plain lazy to blog. Afterall nuthin much happened that could inspire me to write. Except for the fact that I’ve a new hobby &amp; a new stuff in hand, which I’ve been wanting for quite some time &amp;amp; had been haunting me in every single dream. Finally I got it! Wit a gud bargain too! Lucky thing I waited. It’s the K 750i, the super-complete, extremely-useful camera phone, a gal could wish for. &amp; since It has MP3s, I have to develop a new interest to fully use that function, which is downloading mp3s. I used to think that it’s such a boring &amp;amp; time-wasting activity but now I realize it’s worth it. At least you can keep yourself occupied, when there’s not much to do. &amp; now, thanx to some of my download-freak frens, they talked me into something more advance, downloading drama series? But I think I’m gonna stick to mp3s only cuz I’m not ready yet to commit to such hobby where you’ll end up being a couch-potato, juz waiting  da downloading process of da whole episodes or seasons to complete. If only it wud take less than half an hour 4 atleast 1 episode, I’d b a freak too, but 2 hrs da least? Puhlizzz.. I prefer buying ‘em. Sorry galfrens :D So now basically boss’s out 4 da day, other colleagues out &amp; will b back anotha 2 hrs da most &amp;amp; I’m left alone in the office wit nuthin to do. &amp; y I’m not getting my ass out &amp;amp; head back home, u ask? Cuz my boss purposely made an appointment wit a client &amp;amp; make me wait 4 ‘em alone, juz 2 make sure I will not leave the office early while he’s gone, well at least not till my staffs come back. ArGHghhHHhhh boRrRrriiNgggg. I REALLY NEED TO SLEEP! Anyway, Selamat Berpuasa to All Muslims! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-112953363310997024?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/112953363310997024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=112953363310997024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/112953363310997024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/112953363310997024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2005/10/juz-anotha-black-monday-mind-da.html' title='Juz anotha Black Monday.. (mind da crappiness :P)'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-112952586930785393</id><published>2005-03-16T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:00.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X.O._?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bon Jour 2 u! cuz mine was quite suck, had a rather looonggggg day at work, simply bcoz its MONDAY. I'm supposed 2 b happy now cuz boss went back very early unlike da usual time, 5-45pm - 6pm, but why aren't I happy? Cuz I aint got no car to juz buzz off from ere. So now here I am, trying to make my free time worth it, i'm surfing da net, n wallaaa! i found dis blog thingy. Thot I could dribble sumthin nice in ere, till my hero comes rescue me &amp; bring me to late lunch! Yeap, havent had anythin since 11 am, and my stomach been playing that heavy metal song since then. Anyway, at time like this, my mind will always be at the business i'm engaging in now, and the money i'm expecting for this month from it, &amp;amp; also my babyboy.. I've juz surrendered myself to this network marketing or trading or multimillion business bout 3 months ago. And i'm really satisfied with it, and think i can survive years &amp; years ahead. And because of the money I get from it, my lifestyle &amp;amp; attitude towards certain stuffs have definitely changed. Yeap, money can really change &amp; takeover anything i tell u! For example, I've never fancied bags and shoes before, only clothes, like tops &amp;amp; pants. But now i bought like more than 5 pairs of shoes &amp; 5 bags! Sumhow i cant juz pass by a shop with bags and shoes in it, everytime i take a glance only a glance, i'll definitely stop by and, analyzing da whole designs &amp;amp; colors, tho i know in the end, i'm gonna buy it anyways. &amp; mamaks juz dun matter to me anymore, for my appetite juz craving and screaming for all d fine-dining foods; western especially! Ironically, I'm always a fan of Italian, if not Thai food. What's got into me? I'm beginning to live like a big shot American lady, or a spoil daddy's gal, whose daddy is an italian mob! But I kinna like it this way, cuz i dun hafta save or choose which clothes to buy, which restaurants to pick &amp; which bday gifts fit within my budget. &amp;amp; now i'm starting to save a lot (eventually, i didnt overspend, after all those shopping! can u believe it?). Yeap a lot, for i've some future plans of my own; traveling in and around europe with loved ones, own an exclusive mansion for myself and my parents, own a sporty car, which I also will buy for my parents! Once i achieve all this (which might take only 3-4yrs da most), then only I will declare myself as a happy lady! This dream may sound extravagant and wayyy beyond normal, but it aint impossible! &amp;amp; i'm gonna make sure it will come true..it will! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-112952586930785393?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/112952586930785393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=112952586930785393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/112952586930785393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/112952586930785393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2005/03/xo.html' title='X.O._?!'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-112952642778493906</id><published>2004-08-29T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:00.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit Happens</title><content type='html'>Last few weeks had been sux 4 me, where many uncommon occurrences happened, which proven dat coincident does exist continuously. I've always thot coincident only happens once in a while &amp; only brings gud 2 a person's life or even harmless. I must be very unlucky 2 have had da totally opposite of all my beliefs. For a start, my mother broke her left arm after she tripped herself while she was walking out from One Utama Shopping Complex, cuz maybe she cant wait 2 try-out wat she bought after satisfying her craze over da mega sale cheap stuff. See wat does dis discounts do 2 our society?? &amp;amp; we thot this might only happens in da tv commercials! Wrong indeed! &amp; as a result 2 da incident, she couldn't go to work, cuz she cant perform at all (left-handed), which also makes her useless in household chores. So who's left 2 do all dat? Moi! Since coincidentally, I'm d only daughter in da family, whose unfortunately wasn't trained to do all dat b4. But wait, dis nightmare isn't over juz yet, as da most frustrating cause is dat, she (my mom) cant attend my convocation, which me &amp;amp; her have been anxiously waited 2 go 4 da past 1 month. As a prove, she had oledy tailored her kebaya exclusively 4 dat particular ceremony &amp; picking photo studio 2 shoot 4 a family portrait. Dreadful isn't it? &amp;amp; as a bonus to dat, dis supposedly 'memorable day' turned into a 4gettable moment of my life. Simply bcoz my dad had taken charge of da whole thing. Yeap, a typical father character, who'd do everything in a moderate way, if not effortless, including my graduation day. &amp; so, on dat day, I had 2 drive 2 my university all by myself. &amp;amp; my dad escorted by my bro will show up a lil bit late, or so I thot. Had to carry all my stuff (handbag &amp; some documents) &amp;amp; bring it in da hall, which usually my mom wud carry, if only she's there :(. Sadly, my dad &amp; bro didn't even enter da hall, as they arrived late, which means no family members of mine actually watched me walking on stage, accepting my 2-yrs-of-hardwork 'reward' sob* sob* . No pictures were taken b4 &amp;amp; during da ceremony (which my mom wud do as well). But only some pictures which I managed 2 take while waiting in da alumnae' hall &amp; outside da hall after it all ended. Luckily, my boyfriend came 2 da rescue, as he brought a big bouquet of flowers, which sumhow drew a smile on my face. &amp;amp; lastly, I did take sum pictures wit my dad &amp; bro tho. Dis whole story might gif u da impression dat I might b blaming my dad 4 not making things rite on dat day. But truth is, I dun. I'm not feeling angry or depressed 4 wat he did not do. But I'm juz sad dat I had 2 go thru dis devastating situation. There's nuthin I could do or might have done. It's fated dis way, &amp;amp; I have to accept it as it is. Lucky thing, I had a wonderful convocation wen I finished my diploma last 2 yrs! *fiuh*. At least dat covers all dis tragedy. I'm only feeling sorry 4 myself cuz I hafta do all da house work 4 anotha 1 month? Dat's if my mom's arm cures as scheduled &amp;amp; of course, IF I'm lucky enuff :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-112952642778493906?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/112952642778493906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=112952642778493906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/112952642778493906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/112952642778493906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2004/08/shit-happens.html' title='Shit Happens'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-109169872670662058</id><published>2004-08-05T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:00.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=4 width=200px&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffcccc align=center&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:18pt;'&gt;How to make a Naili&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;1 part friendliness&lt;BR&gt;3 parts silliness&lt;BR&gt;3 parts &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffffcc&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Top it off with a sprinkle of caring and enjoy!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Username:http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input&lt;&gt;%20name="uname"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input%20type=submit%20value="how%20do%20you%20make%20a'&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;&amp; below is my bf's &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-109169872670662058?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/109169872670662058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=109169872670662058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/109169872670662058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/109169872670662058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2004/08/discovery.html' title='The Discovery'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-109159958340454740</id><published>2004-08-04T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:00.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naili.. up close &amp; personal *wink*</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" width="200" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How to make a Naili Hastika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1 part success&lt;br /&gt;1 part crazyiness&lt;br /&gt;3 parts ego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of fitness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="&lt;a href=" method="post"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;..its soOooOo true.. izzit not? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-109159958340454740?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/109159958340454740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=109159958340454740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/109159958340454740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/109159958340454740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2004/08/naili-up-close-personal-wink.html' title='Naili.. up close &amp; personal *wink*'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-109146677654026962</id><published>2004-08-03T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:00.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hepi b'day MOMMY! *hugz &amp; kisses*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yesterday was da most special day 4 my mommy who juz turned 4? (dun worry, da secret's safe wit me heheh). Had a great dinner (sumwer in kl) last nite cuz surprisingly everybody was there; ayah, ashraf (mommy's boy), adal &amp; farish, da complete member of our small family.What a happy family portrait it wud b.. if we took pictures, but havin us all there were gud enuff 2 her, i suppose.. was it? hope so.. cuz it aint easy 2 c us all sitting together &amp;amp; havin a wonderful dinner, talking, laughing, eating those oh-so-yummy indian food &amp; even singin bday songs juz 4 u.. &amp;amp; once again i'd like 2 shout out (tho it seems hard 2 get it out of my chest, which makes u hardly hear it from me) 2 my dearest mom, who've always been eva loving &amp;amp; caring towards us all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Happy birthday MOMMY.. I LURF YOU sooOoo muCh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*mmuaxxx*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-109146677654026962?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/109146677654026962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=109146677654026962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/109146677654026962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/109146677654026962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2004/08/hepi-bday-mommy-hugz-kisses.html' title='Hepi b&apos;day MOMMY! *hugz &amp; kisses*'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-109124536534393309</id><published>2004-07-31T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:00.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its da weekend! woohooo~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;..tho i'm stuck ere in da office, early in da mornin wit quite a lot of stuff 2 do, i still keep my excitement growing each &amp; every minute! Its saturday &amp;amp; da &lt;strong&gt;mega sale&lt;/strong&gt; has juz started &amp; i juz got my pay 4 dis month.. increased 1 dat is *wink* (thanx ayah! :D).. Are all dis signs sayin dat i shud go crazy over da discounted clothes &amp;amp; shop till i drop? Hmm.. i'll try my best not 2 overspend by bringing only enuff cash 4 d necessary things (long-sleeved &amp; sleeveless tops + 2 sandles (black &amp;amp; white).. &amp; of course FOOD (yummy!). I have to really control my eagerness 2 spend dis time, cuz i've a lot of bills 2 settle for; Convo Fees (yea, i'm graduating on da &lt;strong&gt;Aug 28, 2004 in UiTM Shah Alam (morn session)&lt;/strong&gt; *hint hint*, as well as my tailor made kebaya that cost me RM 220 for juz a plain design! *urghh*. Lucky thing i dun have 2 pay for my soon-to-be motorola h/p :D, cuz its kinna like a gift fr my parents for graduating &amp; gettin a gud result 4 my degree + being a well-behaved daughter! Yea i made them proud.. always have.. &amp;amp; i'm glad i did cuz they've been a great parents all dis while, for makin sure all our (da children) needs r fulfilled juz 2 c us succeed in life.. *sigh* i neva failed 2 get wat i wanted, really.. Now i'm being emotional.. Thanx ayah.. mummy.. thanx for pamperin &amp;amp; spoilin us hehe *kidding* ..ure da best! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-109124536534393309?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/109124536534393309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=109124536534393309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/109124536534393309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/109124536534393309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2004/07/its-da-weekend-woohooo.html' title='its da weekend! woohooo~'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-109116580896184129</id><published>2004-07-30T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:00.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lifeless workaholic tsk. tsk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've thot long b4 i worked 4 my dad, dat life wud b dull &amp; boring.. da thing dat add color 2 it is only MONEY.. &amp;amp; i was definitely rite, all along. Yea i am money-minded as much as havin a joyful life.. but truth is, i cant haf both. I dun think i only speak 4 myself, but dis may represent every workin ppl in dis universe. But maybe.. juz maybe.. it doesnt apply 2 ppl who didnt haf dat much frens &amp; haf da same interest of fun by chillin with their frens / hommies.. like i do. &amp;amp; they r juz used 2 live in their own world, wit their own hobbies, along wit their own peepz (if any). Changes juz dun occur 2 them.. as it does 4 me.. *sigh* Yea livin like dis (makin frens wit da pc, otha collegues, clients, daddy's fwens/partners) has definitely makin me miserable at times.. especially wen i'm back home after work or during dinner time, wen i'm stuck at home wit no food 2 eat cuz i'll b too lazy 2 join my parents 4 dinner at da usual places; Vicchudda, Santai or D'Tandoor.. d only day dat i'll look forward 2 is da weekends. Dis is wen all my frens &amp; my boy will b around *Yay*.. but dis seems 2 b da shortest time of da week 4 me, after a seem-2-b long weekdays of waiting 4 it 2 come by.. I hate 2 start da blog wit dis sad story of my life.. but its da truth.. its da reality of my world now.. tho &lt;strong&gt;reality bites but life goes on so live it 2 da fullest!..my fav motto&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; dis is d only reason dat keeps me alive each &amp;amp; every day :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-109116580896184129?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/109116580896184129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=109116580896184129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/109116580896184129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/109116580896184129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2004/07/lifeless-workaholic-tsk-tsk.html' title='lifeless workaholic tsk. tsk.'/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776436.post-109101974265346574</id><published>2004-07-28T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:17:00.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1392/640/2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/1392/320/2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;in da car.. under da hot sun.. with a warm smile.. proposing an affectionate welcome.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776436-109101974265346574?l=livelifehappy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/feeds/109101974265346574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776436&amp;postID=109101974265346574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/109101974265346574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776436/posts/default/109101974265346574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livelifehappy.blogspot.com/2004/07/in-da-car_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Naili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09718336852387395093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vNcNmAkiinE/Sq4BhSQu8dI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FJpK-VuYFEQ/S220/2009-08-18-55290.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
