<?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-1303387553518840406</id><updated>2012-02-01T03:25:54.443+08:00</updated><category term='tagged'/><category term='quotation'/><category term='flesh and blood'/><category term='Here and There'/><category term='own me'/><category term='bittersweet shit'/><category term='spider a web'/><category term='heavenly world'/><category term='point of views'/><title type='text'>My Life As Nor Atiqah</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>173</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-8037366193488592139</id><published>2012-02-01T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T03:25:54.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'>the older you get, the wiser you'll be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for a very, very long hiatus. I did close this blog in which I changed the setting to private as I did not really have anything to update to. But you know, many things happened actually. Maybe..., maybe it just me that giving you excuses to not update this blog like I used to. I find it very complicated tho. Well, the things is I purposely restrained myself from posting something that I might regret in the future. Same goes to my facebook and other social networks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After awhile, while I was surfing on the facebook wall, I did came across with my cousin's status. It goes something like my title post, but I did not remember the rest of it. The first thought came into my mind would be my blog, this very old blog that I did once hate it. Yes, I hate my own blog because for me, blog is like a mirror for the owner. HAHA I just hate the old me. And now I have changed. Because like what they said, the older you get, the wiser you'll be. Or you know, something like that. Eventually, it is a good changes. It's show myself has growth some development. If you looking back at my older posts, it will make you laugh. Or me that laugh at myself. But, whose care? That's is how you'll learn after you done some mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, I just love writing. It let me giving out my inner thoughts. I do have a lot of thoughts. Like the thoughts about life, family or maybe some self development ideas or it could be anything. Therefore, I will continue writing in this blog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or perhaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-8037366193488592139?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8037366193488592139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=8037366193488592139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8037366193488592139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8037366193488592139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2012/02/older-you-get-wiser-youll-be.html' title='the older you get, the wiser you&apos;ll be.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-8232438311100043292</id><published>2011-06-22T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T01:59:33.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>3 bulan setengah #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DELETED...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-8232438311100043292?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8232438311100043292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=8232438311100043292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8232438311100043292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8232438311100043292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/06/3-bulan-setengah-1.html' title='3 bulan setengah #1'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5872696709958221817</id><published>2011-06-22T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T00:36:21.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><title type='text'>wishlist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imma PINK lover! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cLqotjP3v3M/S-Bcsuy61eI/AAAAAAAAAU0/QxG2tJg8XCI/s400/BlackBerry+Bold+9000+Full+Housing+Faceplate+Cover+-+Pink220.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cLqotjP3v3M/S-Bcsuy61eI/AAAAAAAAAU0/QxG2tJg8XCI/s400/BlackBerry+Bold+9000+Full+Housing+Faceplate+Cover+-+Pink220.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tak cukup cantik lagi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cLqotjP3v3M/S-BcqJ7ldMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/2jtPV-TYF7k/s400/BlackBerry+Bold+9000+Full+Housing+Faceplate+Cover+-+Pink+%28Metal+Star+Design%29220.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cLqotjP3v3M/S-BcqJ7ldMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/2jtPV-TYF7k/s400/BlackBerry+Bold+9000+Full+Housing+Faceplate+Cover+-+Pink+%28Metal+Star+Design%29220.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cantik kan. harga pun cantik. RM245 @ &lt;a href="http://berrycover.blogspot.com/"&gt;Berry Cover&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.callancity.com/images/v/201010/a/12866086100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.callancity.com/images/v/201010/a/12866086100.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;comel bangat. menggelupur nak silicone ni. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5872696709958221817?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5872696709958221817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5872696709958221817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5872696709958221817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5872696709958221817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/06/wishlist.html' title='wishlist.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cLqotjP3v3M/S-Bcsuy61eI/AAAAAAAAAU0/QxG2tJg8XCI/s72-c/BlackBerry+Bold+9000+Full+Housing+Faceplate+Cover+-+Pink220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5263004375178975048</id><published>2011-06-10T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T02:13:41.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><title type='text'>Drowning in books.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to read all the books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n73/n366229.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img1.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n73/n366229.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fiktshun.com/fiktshun/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/The-Ivy-Secrets-198x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.fiktshun.com/fiktshun/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/The-Ivy-Secrets-198x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nz7-8uFE__8/TcGNRpHYCbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/gEP_5Krp0c4/s640/HiddenInParis_CorineGantz_cover.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nz7-8uFE__8/TcGNRpHYCbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/gEP_5Krp0c4/s320/HiddenInParis_CorineGantz_cover.png" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kalau lah dapat. hmpp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5263004375178975048?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5263004375178975048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5263004375178975048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5263004375178975048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5263004375178975048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/06/drowning-in-books.html' title='Drowning in books.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nz7-8uFE__8/TcGNRpHYCbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/gEP_5Krp0c4/s72-c/HiddenInParis_CorineGantz_cover.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-937383436531706861</id><published>2011-06-02T04:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T02:04:21.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>Long-awaited day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It happened almost 2 weeks ago! cannot believe me such a lazy bum. LOL. Anyway, my graduation day is fine. Considering that I'm not felling off stairs when it's my turn to take the scroll. It is a relieved thing, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't have any proper picture for my overall outfit for that day. Sorry iecah for cropping you out from the pic. The most interesting fact is that the tudung I wore was bought the day before. And I got my makeup done in front of lot of people in the queue line. Well, a girl gotta do what she gotta do. For the sake of good picture taken later, perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-skruHuaiJxk/TeaqmlwCG_I/AAAAAAAAApg/gtb7RndUNcc/s1600/classmates.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-skruHuaiJxk/TeaqmlwCG_I/AAAAAAAAApg/gtb7RndUNcc/s400/classmates.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The best part is when the graduation ceremony is over is because of the photo session is a crucial thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gpMiBdrPjO0/TeaayPMrBfI/AAAAAAAAApc/1YyvTb10o10/s1600/highabove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="377" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gpMiBdrPjO0/TeaayPMrBfI/AAAAAAAAApc/1YyvTb10o10/s400/highabove.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ahh, this is the indicator that I'm getting older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hmmmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-937383436531706861?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/937383436531706861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=937383436531706861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/937383436531706861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/937383436531706861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/06/long-awaited-day.html' title='Long-awaited day.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-skruHuaiJxk/TeaqmlwCG_I/AAAAAAAAApg/gtb7RndUNcc/s72-c/classmates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Shah Alam, Selangor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.07024 101.50324999999998</georss:point><georss:box>2.9378305 101.44142099999998 3.2026495 101.56507899999998</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-7040770025247115756</id><published>2011-05-18T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T03:57:00.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have been MIA for couple of months due to sibuk-ness and malas-ness. almost forgot about this blog existence. Oh, MIA stands for missing in action.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The most exciting day is coming tomorrow. It is my diploma's convocation day. woohoo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cannot wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-7040770025247115756?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7040770025247115756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=7040770025247115756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7040770025247115756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7040770025247115756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/05/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-3985191537863597526</id><published>2011-04-18T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T14:44:16.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'>We can't change people, but we can change ourselves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(^^,)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-3985191537863597526?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3985191537863597526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=3985191537863597526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3985191537863597526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3985191537863597526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-cant-change-people-but-we-can-change.html' title='We can&apos;t change people, but we can change ourselves.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-2217260070603059553</id><published>2011-03-04T07:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T07:40:16.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>superduper messup.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Degree is killing me softly, on the inside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jadual kelas semester ni sangat hebat. Macam dah kerja office hour, from 8am to 6pm. Mungkin nak melatih kitaorang supaya bersedia dari awal. Sometimes rasa macam takde social life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Banyak pergi sana-sini, buat itu ini tapi got no time to blog about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Start dari pergi lawatan ke MIA ( Malaysian Institute of Accountants) dan ke kilang Gardenia. Semua orang happy je masuk building MIA, aku pulak rasa torn. Tapi Gardenia is the best. Pergi sana then dapat bawak balik banyak roti free. Excited habis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pernah join public speaking competition in a team. And yeah, we won the Tick Tock Competition anjuran ELS. Our team consists of Afif as the vocalist, Kak Eka as the back up singer while Naz as the guitarist. Aku? Drummer kot paling sesuai. *wink* Nope lah, actually Afif adalah contributor utama sebab dia as speaker. The rest like us just contribute ideas. Oleh sebab budak akaun yang menang public speaking, semua lecturer yang teach us akan tanya balik masa dalam kelas. Macam tak percaya je mereka ni kat kitaorang. Still, ramai lecturers yang congratulate jugak so rasa bangga sebab dapat buktikan yang budak akaun tak pasif ok, we are aggressive too! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, the most interesting part. I met with an incident of tayar bocor at midnight kat kawasan hutan between Tangkak and Muar, alone. Before that dah perasaan drive kereta tu semacam je tapi tak nak stop sebab been followed by a van. Memang silap aku jugak balik mengejut malam-malam macam tu tapi dah terpaksa balik. Apa orang kata, mistakes will teach you a lesson. So I've learn my lesson. Eh tak habis cerita, so aku call Abah dengan Angah untuk datang tolong tukar tayar even tho Abah dah pernah ajar buat. Hihih. They are both my heroes lah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right until now, my roommate dah lama tak balik rumah sewa. So, I'm rented this room alone. Memang heaven habis lah dapat bilik besar sorang-sorang. I can do whatever I want. Tapi Mak Abah risau pulak. But hey, I think it's better kot. Aku dah biasa being alone so it's nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eh almost forget about this, actually pasal tayar kereta tu rosak, Angah tukarkan rim depan warna hitam jugak. Dia kata biarlah, nanti nampak sporty. Aku pulak rasa takde kesah pun. Memang lah tak seragam tapi as long as kereta tu bole gerak lagi then it's okay for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lagi nak cerita, sekarang ni aku rasa tak boleh cakap sebarangan sebab kadang-kadang kena bayar cash oleh Allah. That day masa farewell party Puan Nurul, phone aku asyik hang je. Nak type message pun slow sangat. So aku pun tercakap rasa nak hempas je phone tu. Lepas aku cakap macam tu aku simpan la phone dalam pencil case A few minutes later, aku nak ambik pen kat dalam pencil case tu dan tertarik semua skali nak jatuh ke bawah meja. Aku berjaya sambut pencil case tapi phone aku dah selamat bersepai kat lantai. Memang macam kena hempas. Hebat kan. Hari yang sama jugak, aku pergi pasar kat kampus. Tengah nak bayar ni, aku tertarik phone sekali. Dan lagi sekali phone aku bersepai kat tanah. Memang sangat hebat. Terus rasa sayang gila kat phone tu. Tolong lah jangan rosak okay. Aku sayang kau wahai phone. Wahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's more? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nak cerita pasal isu kawan kot. Sometimes people around us changing and they even didn't realise it. Yang terasa of course adalah kita. As for me, I'll stay where I am. Thanks to them because they are my proof that my theory is right. Hey, I am really a theorist. According to the Kolb Learning Style, my learning style is Assimilating. Generally, people with this learning style is best focusing on ideas and theory but less on people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So people, do whatever you want. I should care less from now on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hidup ni kena banyak bersabar, tahu kan? Maka mari tolong bersabarkan untuk aku sebab aku ada banyak assignments, tests berderet, presentations and ada camp on this saturday 5&amp;amp;6 March.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bukan tu je, I got a long, stress and tired week to go until 11 March.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OR&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe I should change my perception to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I got a long happy, cheerful and loving week to go until 11 March".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-2217260070603059553?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2217260070603059553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=2217260070603059553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2217260070603059553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2217260070603059553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/03/superduper-messup.html' title='superduper messup.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-3207806285625521710</id><published>2011-02-15T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T18:51:46.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>bersyukur.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tak tahu bagaimana nak mulakan cerita ni. Sebenarnya kebelakangan ni aku rasa sangat bersyukur sebab semua urusan dipermudahkan oleh Allah. Dan aku telah mendapat pengajaran bahawa mendengar cakap Emak Abah tu perlu kerana mesti ada hikmah di sebaliknya semua itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cerita pertama ialah pasal semua urusan dipermudahkan oleh Allah. Masa hari ahad lepas, aku temankan housemate merangkap roommate aku untuk cari rumah ketua kampung mukim jementah ni. Dia perlukan tandatangan dan cop pengesahan untuk borang dia. Seriously aku tak tahu kat mana rumah dia. Ada lah tanya kat orang taman sini. Dia beritahu arah. Tapi of course la aku tak faham pun sebenarnya. So in the end, kitaorang redah je cari sendiri. Nak dipendekkan cerita, aku masuk salah simpang sebab tak boleh buat U-turn kat kawasan tu sebab banyak sangat kereta lalu. Dah lah masuk sukahati je simpang tu, tapi saja je teruskan lagi. Konon-konon nak explore kampung situ. Sekali ada nampak balai raya kampung situ. Errrk, tak ingatlah apa nama kampung tu sebenarnya. Kitaorang sanggup pergi balai raya tu semata-mata nak tanya kat mana rumah ketua kampung. Iyelah kan bak kata pepatah, malu bertanya nanti sesat jalan. Dah masuk pergi tanya kat situ, rupa-rupanya ketua kampung tu sendiri ada kat dalam balai raya tu. It's a magical thing you know. Then terus ikut pakcik tu balik rumah dia untuk copkan borang tu tadi. Ketua kampung tu pun sangat baik. Alahai, terus aku rasa lemah longlai sebab bersyukur tak terkira. Semua urusan dipermudahkan oleh Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cerita kedua pasal ada hikmahnya aku dengar cakap mak abah. Before this, aku rasa macam terpaksa sangat sewa rumah kat jementah ni, but then lepas berlaku kes banjir kat Segamat tu terus aku rasa bersyukur stay kat Jementah. Kawasan rumah sewa aku tak kena langsung pun banjir sebab kedudukan taman ni paling tinggi kat Jementah. Aku pun satu, pelupa. Abah dulu cikgu geografi, Off course dia dah fikir panjang before let me choose any rumah sewa. Okay lah now aku dah rasa perlu redha dengan perkara-perkara lain. Ada lah tu hikmahnya untuk semua perkara yang berlaku. Yang penting kena kuatkan semangat, fizikal dan mental. Insyallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-3207806285625521710?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3207806285625521710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=3207806285625521710&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3207806285625521710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3207806285625521710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/02/bersyukur.html' title='bersyukur.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-8551266299327258973</id><published>2011-02-12T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T10:43:45.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><title type='text'>hilang ingatan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Semalam aku pergi Bank Islam sebab nak mintak statement account untuk mohon ptptn. Nak kata kena tunggu lama sangat sebab no.giliran aku jauh lagi tu takde pun tapi on the last minute dah nak sampai giliran aku baru aku deciced nak buat tap service dengan reset password online internet banking aku. lari habis dari tujuan asal yg ingatkan sekejap je untuk amek bank statement tu. Tapi dah alang-alang kan, biarlah settlekan semua benda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TAP (Transact on Palm) service ni ialah mobile banking service. Bila dah register untuk buat benda alah ni, staff Bank Islam mintak phone aku sebab dia kena pasang something. Aku nampak dia pegang sim card bank Islam. mungkin dia letak something belakang sim card aku sebab sekarang dah tak boleh keluarkan dari phone. ketat gila. selalunya senang je nak keluarkan sim card aku tuh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi yang paling kelakarnya, dia tanya aku macam mana nak masukkan sim card tu balik dalam phone aku sebab dia tak reti buat. then tak sampai seminit, dia tanya lagi macam mana nak access ke phone menu. aku ni yang kat kaunter rasa nak gelak guling-guling pastu bangun balik terus cakap aku nak buat sendiri. Itulah tadi bukan kemain mintak phone aku. Dah terbukti dah phone aku ni tak ramai yang tahu guna. Procedure untuk activation TAP service ni leceh lah bagi aku sebab kena setkan macam-macam. Tapi on the bright side memang la bagus sebab untuk security kan. kan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lepas settle pasal TAP service ni, aku tanya pasal internet banking aku sebab dah lupa password. Then ada lagi sorang staff Bank Islam ni tanya aku pasal id internet banking tu, bila buatnya, kat mana. Tak macam aiseh plak kan. Dah lama dah buat tapi tak pernah masuk so tak tahu lah. Dahtu, dia terus kata aku ni hilang ingatan ke sebab tak ingat semua benda. Cet. suka hati dia je. Senget betul pakcik staff Bank Islam ni kan? Tak pun, pakcik tu mesti kes bengang kena layan customer macam aku ni. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi seriously, aku memang selalu hilang ingatan. so, takde hal pun. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-8551266299327258973?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8551266299327258973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=8551266299327258973&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8551266299327258973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8551266299327258973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/02/hilang-ingatan.html' title='hilang ingatan.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-625071955558276717</id><published>2011-02-08T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T14:09:43.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>kuatkan hati.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;perasaan ni bagai barah yang membiak-biak dalam hati,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;silap-silap haribulan bakal menjadi racun dalam hidup,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;atau mungkin ia adalah penawar kepada segala duka,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rasa tak tenteram, gelisah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ya Allah,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jika dia adalah untukku,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tunjukkan aku jalan untuk menawan hatinya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; jika dia sekadar peneman di sisi, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jadikan kami bersahabat sejati,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi jika dia bukan kedua-duanya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;matikan lah perasaan ni,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku tak sanggup menghadapi semua ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;N.A.W,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selasa, 8hb Feb 2011 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-625071955558276717?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/625071955558276717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/625071955558276717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/02/kuatkan-hati.html' title='kuatkan hati.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5183620937328369587</id><published>2011-02-02T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T23:45:15.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='point of views'/><title type='text'>The multiple intelligence and study theory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure kat mana dan bila aku tahu pasal ni tapi perkara ni aku dah tahu lama dah. Baru-baru ni aku jumpa balik perkataan ni dalam subjek yang aku amek untuk degree. Aku rasa macam benda ni so familiar. Tak ingat on which subject but the main point is I bet everyone got their own multiple intelligence. However, it depends on that person to really understand of their own capability in learning something. Like for example perkara ni boleh bantu untuk faham kaedah dan cara untuk menjadi bijak dalam perkara yang you are not good with. It's just simple like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, I do have my own multiple intelligence. These stuff sangat menolong aku dalam menempuh perjalanan 3 tahun yang lepas dan di masa sekarang jugak. On top of that, actually I'm not really good with calculating. Kat sekolah tak pernah dapat A pun dalam math. Apatah lagi add math. toksah sebut lah. So, if according to these theory of multiple intelligence, I'm more to the linguistic, got a bit of spatial and truly 100% interpersonal traits. But in the end, I'm majoring in account which way too different from who i am actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bila dah tahu di mana kelemahan dan kelebihan yang ada dalam diri sendiri, kita boleh merancang untuk gunakan balik kelebihan yang ada itu untuk menutup kelemahan tadi tu. Kalau macam aku yang tak terer calculation ni, aku memang kena buat banyak gilos latihan dan praktikkan balik apa yang di ajar sebab aku susah nak faham selagi tak ada contoh. Aku ni agak slow learner dalam hal-hal camni. Tapikan practice makes perfect! So bila aku rajin study, senang dan cepatlah faham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for some people, macam Uda, &lt;a href="http://nasuhazahari.blogspot.com/" linkindex="19"&gt;Naz &lt;/a&gt;dan Kak Yan, aku memang sangat respect mereka sebab mereka adalah contoh hebat sebab mereka read the calculation. not calculate the calculation. Aku dok pulun-pulun buat latihan, depa rilex je bukak buku contoh tengok ini, tengok itu lepas tu dah boleh jawab dah. Hebat kan? Terasa panas hati tak dengan orang camni? Tapikan, inilah yang dinamakan rezeki masing-masing. sob, sob. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I am not really good at explaining stuff to people. click here for more information about the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theory_of_multiple_intelligences" linkindex="20"&gt;theory&lt;/a&gt;. Kat sana banyak lagi traits-traits lain yang aku tak sebut sebab takde dalam diri aku. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5183620937328369587?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5183620937328369587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5183620937328369587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5183620937328369587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5183620937328369587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/02/multiple-intelligence-and-study-theory.html' title='The multiple intelligence and study theory.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-295372061485894824</id><published>2011-01-30T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T16:30:56.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>love is like a rainbow, love will lift you up and let you down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TUUYAwlI0lI/AAAAAAAAApI/HilHK4jBirM/s1600/hopeless1.jpg" linkindex="66" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TUUYAwlI0lI/AAAAAAAAApI/HilHK4jBirM/s400/hopeless1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TUUXHOjtZtI/AAAAAAAAApE/xBpx0VvWqd8/s1600/hopeless2.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="67" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TUUXHOjtZtI/AAAAAAAAApE/xBpx0VvWqd8/s400/hopeless2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku lukis masa tengah bosan-bosan dengar ceramah modul minggu lepas. kalau tak faham, buat-buat faham jek lah okeh. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-295372061485894824?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/295372061485894824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=295372061485894824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/295372061485894824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/295372061485894824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-is-like-rainbow-love-will-lift-you.html' title='love is like a rainbow, love will lift you up and let you down.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TUUYAwlI0lI/AAAAAAAAApI/HilHK4jBirM/s72-c/hopeless1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-1586695420919909872</id><published>2011-01-24T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T20:36:44.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>kisah tak berapa cinta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bila tengah-tengah busy uruskan hidup aku yang tengah tak terurus ni, ada je perkara-perkara yang *ehem*&amp;nbsp; mendatang. Tak masal-masal betul.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rasa macam nak lempang laju-laju muka sendiri bila asyik teringat kat dia. Asal nampak dia lalu je,&amp;nbsp; terus rasa berdebar-debar dah hati aku ni. Tiba-tiba jugak aku terus rasa gembira terlebih bila ternampak dia untuk satu hari tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Tapi, kalau dah depan dia, kena cakap dengan dia, aku yang haruk ni tiba-tiba jadi pendiam bisu tak reti nak cakap pulak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cis.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aku memang sangat hopeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-1586695420919909872?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1586695420919909872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=1586695420919909872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1586695420919909872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1586695420919909872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/01/kisah-tak-berapa-cinta.html' title='kisah tak berapa cinta.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-1066340853283655253</id><published>2011-01-20T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T14:08:41.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>Redha dengan anugerah Allah menjadikan anda orang terkaya di dunia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ayat kat atas tu di ambil dari buku 'Jangan Bersedih'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan dah lama tak coretkan pengalaman kat sini. Aku masih tercari-cari lagi ruang untuk menyesuaikan diri dengan tahun baru, semester baru, tempat baru, suasana baru dan cara belajar baru. Tapi baru minggu ketiga kat sini, dah macam-macam perkara yang aku jumpai dan alami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secara rawaknya aku telah ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parking kereta kat tempat parking yang disediakan masa pagi. Bila nak balik tengahari tengok kereta aku kena block dengan satu lapisan kereta yang lain. However, managed to keluarkan kereta dari situ dengan bantuan seorang kakak mana entah tiba2 datang kat situ. Terasa bersyukur sangat masa tu. Semuanya dipermudahkan dengan bantuan Allah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try basuh baju guna mesin basuh separa automatik. seriously, aku tak pernah guna sampai mintak kawan ajarkan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kettle yang aku bawak sendiri telah berjaya mem'blackout' kan rumah sewa aku setiap kali nak digunakan. In the end terpaksa masak air guna cerek kecik. Betapa nya selama ni aku tak pernah masak air kat rumah. Semuanya dah tersedia. Sekarang semua kena guna manual.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dapat kawan serumah yang sangat rajin dan pandai memasak. Berat badan boleh naik woh macam ni. Tapi aku suka. Aku yang kurang arif ni mahu menuntut ilmu dari mereka-mereka semua.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dan mereka juga sangat menjaga tatasusila. chewahh. Aku sering ditegur dan aku hargai teguran itu.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beli kesemua buku teks yang diperlukan untuk sem ni. Dah takde dah senior yang nak bagi pinjam buku. Betapa mahalnya ilmu untuk di miliki dan di fahami.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mendapat kawan baru.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Belajar perkara-perkara baru. Subjek-subjek semester ni agak interesting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mendapat inspirasi secara tak langsung dari kebanyakan kenalan kat sini.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Akhirnya mendapat peluang untuk belajar bahasa Mandarin sebagai subjek tambahan. Walaupun pada mulanya agak sedih sebab kena paksa untuk ambik bahasa Arab, tapi tak menjadi. Moga-moga decision ini kekal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Merasa keperitan stay outside campus sebab memerlukan duit yang banyak.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, panjangnya list aku. Oklah, nak pergi makan tengahari sebab housemate dah siap masak. Hehe =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-1066340853283655253?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1066340853283655253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=1066340853283655253&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1066340853283655253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1066340853283655253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/01/redha-dengan-anugerah-allah-menjadikan.html' title='Redha dengan anugerah Allah menjadikan anda orang terkaya di dunia.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5410663250187673963</id><published>2011-01-02T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T01:32:59.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>safe and sound.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku dah berada dekat rumah sewa di Jerman. Pfff.. Bila nak jadi kenyataan tuu? (--'')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dan ya aku selamat sampai di sini dengan memandu sendirian dari rumah. A big applause for me, please. As you should know, Jalan Muar - Segamat adalah antara jalan yang berbahaya di Malaysia. Atau lagi specific, kawasan selepas Sagil sehingga ke Jementah. Sebab jalan tu berbengkang-bengkok dan banyak corner maut. A great place for sesiapa yang rasa nak mati cepat, boleh drive more than 100km/h tanpa tekan break even once dan try cilok-cilok potong kat situ. Okay, bagus tak idea aku?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Heh, of course NOT!.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku cuba nak bagi reverse pyschology pada mereka-mereka yang suka memandu laju kat situ. Sebab dah besar-besar papan tanda amaran suruh perlahan, tapi takda orang yang ikut. Okay tu tipu. Aku ikut apa? Aku pandu perlahan je. Sila percaya.  (--'')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tadi aku drive kereta sensorang lepas tu kereta emak follow dari belakang. It seems that Emak and Abah worry too much. Ya, aku faham tu. Terima kasih emak dan abah sebab percayakan your only daughter ni untuk bagi bawak kereta ke sini. Banyak lagi benda kena belajar bila ada tanggungjawab besar macam ni. Tapi takpe, practice makes perfect. InsyaAllah. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About rumah sewa pulak, rumah okay lah. Besar untuk 6 orang. Semua lengkap dah. Aku frust gak tadi sebab dah lama aim nak bilik master bedroom sebab mula-mula makcik tu kata kosong. Sekali datang tadi, bilik tu ada orang pulak. Pfff. So, aku pilih bilik belakang sekali. Abah terus sound aku, dia cakap bilik mana tak penting, janji aku belajar. Pfff lagi. (--'')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan pfff lagi sebab aku kena tidur sensorang. Semua orang tak balik lagi. Terima kasih lah semua orang (--'') Doakan aku selamat bangun pagi nanti ya, sebab kena pergi daftar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eh ada pfff lagi, kat sini coverage untuk broadband sangat limited tapi aku boleh lagi update blog dengan jayanya. Terima kasih lah. Kalau tak, memang mati kutu aku.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5410663250187673963?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5410663250187673963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5410663250187673963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5410663250187673963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5410663250187673963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2011/01/safe-and-sound.html' title='safe and sound.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-7535492361106345182</id><published>2010-12-30T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T19:27:00.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>Kereta dan Pengalaman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tinggal esok je masa untuk bersuka ria kat rumah sebelum naik cuti semester (--'')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nervous laaa, adoi. nanti dah start stay kat rumah sewa, ada banyak responsibilities menanti. takpelah, kena anggap ni as one step ahead menuju ke alam dewasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eh, dah dewasa ke aku? (--'')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tadi, first time drive sorang-sorang dari rumah pergi sekolah mak. nervous lah jugak sebab serius selama ni tak pernah drive seorang diri je dalam kereta. Selama ni kalau aku drive, mesti ada emak ke, abah ke atau uda jadi coach. Kelakar pulak bila aku ingat balik. Dapat lesen dah berkurun lama dah. Kurang praktis drive tu yang kurang sikit keyakinan diri. Ececeh. Lepas tu tadi, bukak lagu kuat-kuat pastu nyanyi. Semua lagu aku hentam je nyanyi. Semata-mata nak kurangkan nervous. (--") Tapi Alhamdulillah okay lah tapi tadi macam bengang dengan ada satu kereta tu tiba-tiba nak juga potong kat jalan sempit tu. Hishh. Aku terkejut gila weh! Nasib baik kat sebelah kiri takde kereta dari belakang. Dugaan oh dugaan. Aku sebenarnya tadi saja je drive ke sekolah emak lepas tu ikut emak balik rumah balik. Aku dengan kereta aku, emak dengan kereta dia. Haha. Sampai rumah, emak parking kereta dia, masuk kereta aku dengan uda pun ikut sekali hantar emak pergi bank pulak. Aku macam seronok pulak dah drive sana-sini sekarang ni. (^^,)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lepas dah selesai urusan tadi tu, aku singgah Petronas depan taman. Aku nak try pam angin tayar kereta. Hehe. Sekarang semua benda dah kena belajar buat sendiri. Kata nak jadi perempuan independent kan kena lah tahu semua. (--'') Masa kat tempat pam angin tu, ada seorang pakcik pekerja petronas ni tengah basuh tangan dia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QXwFf0MxITk/TCgDWreeOLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/b-MkNftQ3xM/s1600/pam+angin.JPG" imageanchor="1" linkindex="18" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QXwFf0MxITk/TCgDWreeOLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/b-MkNftQ3xM/s400/pam+angin.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lebih kurang macam kat atas ni lah rupa dia. Ihsan dari pakcik Google. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tapi masa tu, aku tak paham bacaan indeks yang kat papan tepi tu. Aku lupa weh berapa. Serius. Baru kali kedua pam angin dah lupa. (--'') Lepas tu, uda beritahu dari dalam kereta. Dia dah tahu sangat mesti aku lupa. Hehe. Dah pakcik tu yang tolong setkan bacaan pam angin tu sebab aku terbuat muka confuse. Adoi. Malunyeeee (--'') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bila aku tengah nak tarik pam tu, pakcik tu tadi cepat-cepat nak tolong aku. Aku macam kaget lah tapi terus cakap "takpe, saya boleh buat sendiri". Lepas aku cakap macam tu, Uda pun terus keluar kereta cakap dengan pakcik tu " takpe pakcik, biar dia belajar buat sendiri, biar dia biasakan diri." Lepas uda cakap macam tu, pakcik tu senyum jeee. So aku pergi lah buat pamkan tayar tu. Masa tayar pertama, pakcik tu diri je kat situ tengok aku buat. Aku pun tersengih jek lah. Tak tahu nak cakap apa. Masa pam tayar kedua, pakcik tu stay diri lagi kat situ. Aku sengih lagi kat pakcik tu. Lepas tu aku cakap lah "pakcik&amp;nbsp; jangan lah tengok saya, segan lah. hehe". Lepas aku cakap macam tu, pakcik tu gelak pulak. Dia cakap iyelah pakcik pergi tempat lain. (^^) Tapi memang serius aku tak tahu kenapa pakcik tu nak diri lama-lama kat situ nak tengok aku pam tayar kereta tuu. (--"). Tapi pakcik tu memang baik. Selalu je nampak dia sebab aku memang pegunjung setia Petronas situ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehe. kelakar betul pengalaman dengan kereta baru aku ni. Maksud aku, kereta pertama okeh. Baru tu, tak baru pun. Lama dah kereta ni. Tapi baru dapat dari emak so rasa macam baru. Haha. Macam-macamlah aku ni. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-7535492361106345182?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7535492361106345182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=7535492361106345182&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7535492361106345182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7535492361106345182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/12/kereta-dan-pengalaman.html' title='Kereta dan Pengalaman.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QXwFf0MxITk/TCgDWreeOLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/b-MkNftQ3xM/s72-c/pam+angin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-3561599572491948995</id><published>2010-12-28T07:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T23:24:44.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>Rindu lah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dulu bila ada depan mata, tak sangat lah nak menghargai. Lepas dah berjauhan, baru nak terasa rindu bagai. Tapi at least, aku rindu jugak lah kan? Haha. *wink,wink*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dulu  masa diploma, aku ni sebenarnya takdelah peramah. Pendiam pulak tu. Tapi alhamdulillah  aku mudah bergaul dengan semua orang. Dalam ramai-ramai yang aku kenal,  ada lah sebilangan mereka ni yang aku rapat sangat-sangat. Kira jadi member  kamceng kat kolej kediaman. Masa mula-mula masuk situ, masa baru-baru nak kenal  dunia, mereka yang aku rapat inilah yang aku kenal dari sejak minggu  orientasi (MMS) part 1 sampailah ke minggu akhir part 6 yang lepas. Tapi kalau tak silap aku, waktu masa part 2 baru betul-betul kenal hati budi mereka ni. Ececeh. Takde lah, masa tu paling rapat sebab dapat satu wing yang sama. Kecoh mengalahkan macam wing tu kitaorang yang punya. Boring kat bilik sini, pergi lepak kat bilik sana pulak. Pukul 2-3 pagi tu ibarat macam baru pukul 11 malam untuk kitaorang. Sidai baju pukul 1 pagi pun takde hal lah. Otai sungguh. Berani pun sebab duduk tingkat atas sekali. Cantik pulak tu view dari atas. Dah lah tingkat 4. Kolej pulak atas tanah tinggi. Tapi penat jugak sebenarnya nak naik turun pergi kelas. (--'')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi mereka semua ni semua satu kelas dan satu course yang sama. Aku jek lah yang sesat course lain. Tapi pedulik ape? Janji hati mereka baik. Itu yang penting bagi aku. Tapi masa awal tu, kadang-kadang jealous jugak sebab aku takde kawan baik yang rapat macam mereka dalam kelas aku. Tapi alah bisa, tegal biasa. Dah lama-lama ada jugak kawan baik dalam kelas. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi sejak masuk part 4, semua dah berpisah wing dan kolej yang berlainan. Walaupun jarang jumpa, tapi bila dah jumpa, berborak memang tak hengat punyaaa. Aku pun tak tahu apa daya penariknya, tapi aku memang rapat dengan mereka. Sampaikan ada orang ingat aku pun budak course mereka jugak, sebab selalu lepak dengan dorang je. Tapi bila masuk part 5 &amp;amp; part 6, aku dah jarang dah lepak dengan mereka sebab aku dah rapat dengan kawan-kawan sekelas pulak. Lagi-lagi bila kitaorang dah tak sama wing, level dan blok. Bila betul-betul free je dapat jumpa ramai-ramai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku pernah tulis pasal mereka banyak kali.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2009/05/trip-ke-muar.html" linkindex="51"&gt;Ni masa akhir part 3.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2009/10/di-manakah-keikhlasan-hati-seorang.html" linkindex="52"&gt;Cerita HOT masa part 4.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/08/been-there-and-done-that.html" linkindex="53"&gt;Have fun together masa awal part 6.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2009/10/terima-kasih.html" linkindex="54"&gt;My suprise birthday partyyy masa part 4.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku rasa ada lagi terselit kat mana-mana entry. Tak ingatlah. Dah lama sangat berlalu. Anyway, aku sebenarnya banyak belajar dari mereka ni. Contohnya kalau dari ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yat - Dia wingmate masa part 1 dan roomate aku masa part 2 &amp;amp; part 3. Aku suka dengan cara lemah lembutnya dia ni. Sopan santun. Ececeh. Belajar jadi penyabar macam dia, selalu bersangka baik kat orang lain, selalu jaga solat. Dia selalu ajak aku pergi masjid. Tapi aku ni maklumlah contrast sedikit. Haha. Masa final exam part 6 baru lepas ni, aku sempat lagi melepak dengan dia sambil layan cerita hindustan. Tak sedar diri betol. Nasib baik semua paper clear. (--'')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aida - Dia tak pernah satu wing dengan aku pun! tapi rapat sebab dia kawan baik Yat. Magic sebab sampai aku pun jadi kawan baik dengan dia. Dia ni boleh jadi pengkritik makanan terhebat kat dunia. Asal rasa sikit je makanan/sup tu, dia dah boleh agak dah apa intipati, isi kandungan makanan tu. Tau ajek resepi semua masakan. Aku ni dah lah tak reti masak. Memang kagum lah dengan dia. Haha. Dan lagi satu, aku selalu pergi bilik dia tengah-tengah malam semata nak mintak dia maggi, milo dan habiskan stok makanan dia. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ct - Dia wingmate masa part 2 &amp;amp; 3. Rapat sejak aku mintak tolong dia temankan aku masa final exam part 2. Paper last aku paper FAR tutup pagar. Masa tu semua orang kat level aku dah balik. Takutlah kan nak tinggal sorang-sorang. Nasib baik ada dia temankan. Haha. Dia ni kelakar dan aku belajar menjadi seorang yang flexible dari dia. *wink* Dan dia adalah bakal roomate baru semester depan. (^_^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Az - Dia ni banyak tolong aku masa part 1. Hehe. Kalau dia takde, tak tau macam mana aku nak survive. Dia bantu aku untuk belajar hidup berdikari kat kolej. Dan dia pandai masak! dulu dia selalu bawak masakan dia bagi kitaorang semua makan. Sedap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi selain mereka tu, aku dulu ada jugak rapat sekejap dengan Dwe sebelum dia pindah kampus kedah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu masa part 4 &amp;amp; 5 rapat dengan &lt;a href="http://ayiechan7.blogspot.com/" linkindex="55"&gt;echa&lt;/a&gt;. Budak &lt;a href="http://ayiechan7.blogspot.com/" linkindex="56"&gt;echa&lt;/a&gt; ni kalau dah bercerita tak boleh stop. Lepas tu kalau syok online memang dah tak toleh kiri kanan. Kalau masa tu aku nak cakap dengan dia, memang aku cakap dengan dinding jek lah. Haha. Kelakar bila teringat cuba style kan selendang, tudung syria, fashion-fashion muslimah. Dia lah pengaruh utama aku untuk berselendang bagai dan start tulis blog. (^^,) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Semua mereka kat atas ni semua dulu satu kolej kediaman yang sama dengan aku. Lepas ni dah tak dapat duduk kolej lagi. So bila teringat pasal kolej, teringat pasal mereka semua. Rindu lah kat korang. Harap-harap lepas ni kita still lagi keep in touch walau dah jauh terpisah. YM &amp;amp; Facebook kan ada. Apa guna teknologi kalau tak dimanfaatkan? =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-3561599572491948995?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3561599572491948995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=3561599572491948995&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3561599572491948995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3561599572491948995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/12/rindu-lah.html' title='Rindu lah!'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-341764391515301070</id><published>2010-12-26T03:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T11:59:21.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flesh and blood'/><title type='text'>Hello degree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eating too much sweets or high glucose sugar foods apparently doesn't made me changed into the sweet lovey dovey person, eh? I'm still the bitter person you ever know. Recently, I can't stand when my nephew gets to cranky all the times. And I'm not good enough to jaga Baby Hafiz for awhile. Sekejap je dah menangis. Damn. Please, move them away from me. (--'') I really got my temper when dealing with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the worst thing is, I'm in the war zone. Got fever, flu and sore throat in a complete package. Waste RM30 for the medicine alone. Been sleeping in the bed for the whole day. Thus, when the night comes, I'm the one who staring blindly to the laptop screen doing nothing. Doing nothing means I got wasted by moving from a page to another page. Switching from this movie to another movie. And the keyword? Sangat cukup membazir masa. Macam takde arah tuju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the new semester is coming up for another week. Semua barang tak kemas lagi. Dan kena cari balik semua baju kurung. Feeling weird as I only wear baju kurung at campus. Kat rumah pakai if ada certain occasion. And it happened occasionally. Tapi takpe lah, at least berpakai lah baju tu kan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And one more thing, actually I'm quite nervous for this new semester. Decided to stay outside campus and got a house around Jementah as the house is the one nearer to campus. Masa lepas keluar result degree that day, Abah so exaggerating pasal rumah sewa. I already got in mind nak duduk serumah dengan Naz tapi abah bising sebab rumah tu jauh sebab dekat area bandar, guna banyak minyak, and so on and on. So, tak jadi lah. Sorry Naz =(. That's why I got that house kat kawasan Jementah. And homaigod, jauh la woi dari kedai-kedai. But, abah always has a theory about being smart in handling our financial. And I better not banyak soal dan ikut sebab he is always right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I mention before in my earlier post that I got a graduation gift from the parents, which is my mom's previous car. I knew it I will get that car. That car supposed to be my car at the first place. Sigh. I already got my first plate number but then it got transferred to Uda because Abah canceled my very 'first' car.  My parents got this addiction to make sure our cars will have the same plate number. Kereta dah lama tempah tapi nombor plet tak siap-siap, camne? sigh lagi. It was all JPJ faults! LOL. SO LAME OF ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the best thing is? takde. seriously none. But, lets hope everything will be okay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Diploma and Degree life, both in Segamat. History is repeating itself in my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-341764391515301070?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/341764391515301070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=341764391515301070&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/341764391515301070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/341764391515301070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-degree.html' title='Hello degree.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-2394698761118579717</id><published>2010-12-20T06:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T02:09:08.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Here and There'/><title type='text'>Sarawak - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mood Sarawak belum hilang lagi ni. Kek lapis Sarawak masih ada tersusun dalam fridge kat dapur, ikan masin terubuk pulak beratur kat atas kabinet untuk di goreng. Ececeh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5jeuymg9I/AAAAAAAAAng/wFENe9Lj4mA/s1600/14.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="86" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5jeuymg9I/AAAAAAAAAng/wFENe9Lj4mA/s400/14.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Untuk hari ke 2, kami di bawa ke Kampung Budaya Sarawak yang terletak di Pantai Damai, Santubong kira-kira 40 minit dari bandar Kuching. Emak cakap ni kali ke 2 aku pergi tempat ni. Dulu masa aku kecik-kecik dia dah pernah bawak aku ke sini. Tapi aku tak ingat lah. Dah 10-11 tahun yang lepas kot. Lagipun dah banyak benda yang berubah. Dan untuk masuk ke tempat ini, untuk dewasa RM60 dan kanak-kanak RM30. Quite pricey ye dakk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5lhJ_W9jI/AAAAAAAAAno/Rbs_-8_PRY8/s1600/16.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="87" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5lhJ_W9jI/AAAAAAAAAno/Rbs_-8_PRY8/s400/16.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eh sebenarnya tak mahal pun. Sebab bila kita masuk tu, kita akan dapat pelekat masuk (macam stiker tuu) dengan buku passport. Aku letak pelekat tu kat lengan baju belah kiri. Dah separuh jalan, aku tengok pelekat aku dah hilang dah. Bila masa entah hilang aku pun tak tahu. Dan yang passport tu nanti kita boleh ambik cop dari setiap model rumah yang kita lawat untuk buat kenang-kenangan. Aku yang excited terlebih ni dapat lah cop untuk 4 buah rumah yang pertama dari 7 buah rumah yang ada. Tapi lepas tu dah malas dah. Gambar bawah adalah sebelum perjalanan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5khnRiitI/AAAAAAAAAnk/cDSToKrNtGs/s1600/15.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="88" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5khnRiitI/AAAAAAAAAnk/cDSToKrNtGs/s320/15.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kat sini disediakan 2 tracks either nak cuba jalan kat jalan original macam jambatan buluh ke, tangga kayu berukir yang curam ke atau maybe nak ikut track pejalan kaki biasa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5mtR7p0sI/AAAAAAAAAns/kNHwzf3sjyA/s1600/17.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="89" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5mtR7p0sI/AAAAAAAAAns/kNHwzf3sjyA/s400/17.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh, aku ikut track biasa je. Tak banyak beza pun. Dan jalan yang disediakan tu adalah berterusan. Jadi kita akan jumpa model-model rumah ni disusun mengikut turutan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5n0k6Cr1I/AAAAAAAAAnw/K9yT22627A8/s1600/18.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="90" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5n0k6Cr1I/AAAAAAAAAnw/K9yT22627A8/s400/18.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oleh sebab banyak sangat gambar, so aku pilih secara random je. Untuk rumah yang pertama ialah rumah Bidayuh. Kedatangan tetamu di sambut dengan tarian diiringi dengan pukulan gendang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5ptHVm26I/AAAAAAAAAn4/4kvZBPzBXLY/s1600/20.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="91" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5ptHVm26I/AAAAAAAAAn4/4kvZBPzBXLY/s400/20.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rumah di atas dikatakan khas untuk anak-anak lelaki sahaja. Sebab reka bentuk rumah ni macam berbentuk menara. Tinggi dan atapnya condong. Kalau tengok betul-betul, ada satu pendiang api kat tengah-tengah rumah tu digunakan untuk memasak dan memanaskan tengkorak musuh yang diletakkan di bahagian atas pendiang itu tadi. Kat bawah ni rupa rumah tadi dari luar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then, ada satu gambar ni angah aku upload kat fesbuk dia pastu letak caption "ieqa dan rumah idaman". Memang mintak makian lah kan. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5ouyCA88I/AAAAAAAAAn0/GRQOJ4uEGAk/s1600/19.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="93" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5ouyCA88I/AAAAAAAAAn0/GRQOJ4uEGAk/s400/19.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk rumah ahli keluarga yang lain terletak berhampiran dengan rumah ni tadi. Itu yang wujudnya rumah panjang macam kat gambar atas ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5sE0V95KI/AAAAAAAAAoA/M8DUzlqpQv4/s1600/22.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="94" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5sE0V95KI/AAAAAAAAAoA/M8DUzlqpQv4/s400/22.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil jalan sambil dengar penerangan oleh tourist guide kami, Abang Azhari. Nama dia tu okeh. Masa ni dia terangkan pasal pondok belah kanan ada kat gambar tu. Pondok tu digunakan untuk storage hasil-hasil yang didapati dari hutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5tj_YhILI/AAAAAAAAAoE/UnR9S8LTlto/s1600/23.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="95" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5tj_YhILI/AAAAAAAAAoE/UnR9S8LTlto/s400/23.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Masa singgah kat Penan Hut pulak, boleh cuba untuk menyumpit? Pelik lah aku nak buat ayat ni. Haha. Boleh try blow pipe shooting macam orang-orang penan ni gak. Kira merasa lah how they done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5vwWPlhKI/AAAAAAAAAoM/OFLbSf4vOOw/s1600/24a.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="96" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5vwWPlhKI/AAAAAAAAAoM/OFLbSf4vOOw/s400/24a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angah yang semangat habes tiup sambil tutup mata. That's why tak kena sasaran tu. 2x try dah give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5ur9FtWoI/AAAAAAAAAoI/SrvX_iobFvw/s1600/24.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="97" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5ur9FtWoI/AAAAAAAAAoI/SrvX_iobFvw/s400/24.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Expression muka abah priceless! Dia gelak besar sebab tiup tak kena sasaran gak. Ingat senang ke nak tiup sumpit tu? Eceh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5wrDGzHOI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/iTaA0X-9zAQ/s1600/24b.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="98" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5wrDGzHOI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/iTaA0X-9zAQ/s400/24b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ini dia hero sebenar dah muncul. Haha. Try sekali terus kena. Tengoklah muka dia sangat fokus kot. Baby Hafiz pun tengok jugak. Hebat lah. Patutnya Abah belikan satu sumpit ni untuk Uda. Boleh dia menyumpit biawak dengan musang yang suka masuk rumah Muo ni. Hohoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5wz8AcmGI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ySG5Xw0MBso/s1600/25.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="99" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5wz8AcmGI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ySG5Xw0MBso/s400/25.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Masa kat Rumah Orang Ulu ni, ada abang macho baju hitam tu main "sape" (macam gitar jugak). Moden weh. Siap dah modified pasang wayar letrik sambung kat speaker. Innovasi lah katakan. Rumah ni lah yang paling tinggi sekali antara semua rumah. Cuak gak masa nak naik tangga ukir dari batang kayu tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5w6imhO9I/AAAAAAAAAoY/51ftmcP0KwQ/s1600/26.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="100" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5w6imhO9I/AAAAAAAAAoY/51ftmcP0KwQ/s400/26.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pengsan aku tengok muka mamat baju hitam ni, Sebiji macam muka orang yang aku kenal. Hishh, sejak bila dah pindah Sarawak pulak ni? Haha. JK. Ni masa kat rumah Melanau. Seronok tengok dia menari tu. Macam main lompat getah pun iya gak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5w_tu9UtI/AAAAAAAAAoc/2mxJXpIejBQ/s1600/27.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="101" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5w_tu9UtI/AAAAAAAAAoc/2mxJXpIejBQ/s400/27.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tak sempat tengok semua rumah pun. Lagi-lagi rumah Cina dan rumah Melayu. Dah biasa kot so terus pergi ke dewan theater yang ada 4 pintu kat dalam gambar ni. Tapi tak ada ambik gambar pun persembahan mereka. Sebelah kanan tu pulak ialah Restoran Budaya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5xDoYHhfI/AAAAAAAAAog/g4z2-MvJa9o/s1600/28.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="102" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5xDoYHhfI/AAAAAAAAAog/g4z2-MvJa9o/s400/28.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lepas lunch kat Restoran Budaya tu tadi, gerak pergi kilang kek lapis Sarawak Dayang Salhah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5zHX1TYUI/AAAAAAAAAo0/xrV4dsqK4sg/s1600/28a.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="103" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5zHX1TYUI/AAAAAAAAAo0/xrV4dsqK4sg/s400/28a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lokasi dia kat rumah dia sendiri jek. Memang kaya lah dia jual kek lapis ni. Kereta dia parking berderet-deret kat luar kedai tu. Kebetulan masa sampai ni, takde orang pun. Lengang je. Tapi tak sampai 10 minit kat dalam kedai dia, tiba-tiba ramai gila orang datang serbu. Tapi iyelah, 10 minit tu lama jugak. Sempat lah merasa semua sample kek lapis yang ada. Hahah. Angah lagi lah. Siap cari mana tupperware yang ada sample sedap.&amp;nbsp;Dalam banyak-banyak nama di beri pada kek lapis Sarawak tu, sesat pulak ada nama kereta aku jadi nama kek lapis jugak. Haha. Lawak tak boleh diterima betul. Ciss, standard kek lapis je kereta aku. Sadis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.travelpod.com/users/ectay/1.1254860130.main-bazaar.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="105" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://images.travelpod.com/users/ectay/1.1254860130.main-bazaar.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Petang tu pulak pergi jalan kat Main Bazar. Gambar dari Google. Sebab takda masa aku nak amek gambar bila dah start shopping weh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5xH8x_4bI/AAAAAAAAAok/ttFVi4LqvZc/s1600/29.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="106" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5xH8x_4bI/AAAAAAAAAok/ttFVi4LqvZc/s400/29.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5xLUI7vSI/AAAAAAAAAoo/tZSa7yGB0rw/s1600/30.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="107" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQ5xLUI7vSI/AAAAAAAAAoo/tZSa7yGB0rw/s400/30.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2 gambar di atas masa di Waterfront. Cantik kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gambar untuk hari seterusnya dah takda. Semua malas nak pegang kamera beso tu. Takda gambar, aku pun malas nak cerita. Dan sebab seharian berjalan masa hari ke 2 ni lah kot yang membuatkan aku terus demam malam tu gak. Aku seorang je yang demam teruk pulak tu. Orang lain okeh je. 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Dah jumaat dah, dah lama balik semenanjung dah, tapi malas bebeno sekarang ni. Err, lepas tu cerita pada day 1 tak habis lagi sebenarnya. Wait, lemme recall back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh dah ingat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNaQuBlSf8Y/SqfjqACrOeI/AAAAAAAAJnw/OUBO9fVkE_Y/IMG_6058_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" imageanchor="1" linkindex="227" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNaQuBlSf8Y/SqfjqACrOeI/AAAAAAAAJnw/OUBO9fVkE_Y/IMG_6058_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini adalah rupanya Pasar Satok. Gambar di pinjam dari &lt;a href="http://www.houseofannie.com/satok-market-kuching/" linkindex="228"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt; via Google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speciality of Pasar Satok for me is more untuk jualan pasar tani.  ialah macam sayur-sayuran, buahan dan makanan mentah yang lain. Tapi aku  tak sempat pergi semua bahagian sebab Pasar Satok ni sangat besar yang  berblok-blok panjang. Masa aku pergi tu, sempat singgah kat bahagian  craft, souvenir je. Tapi tak semua kedailah jual souvenirs. Selebihnya  jual macam apa pasar malam jual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian terus pergi hotel sebab nak check in cepat tapi bilik belum siap so pergi lunch dulu kat Medan Pelita. Betul-betul je depan bangunan Hotel Harbour View yang kitaorang stay tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQuaeyxENLI/AAAAAAAAAms/kjiyUexkbRg/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="229" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQuaeyxENLI/AAAAAAAAAms/kjiyUexkbRg/s400/3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bangunan Medan Pelita ni macam tak masuk akal. Sebab aku ada tengok pelan bangunan dia. 2 tingkat yang meliputi ground floor dan first floor sahaja digunakan as shopping centre. Half of the upper floor tu used as cinema. And the other half untuk dalam 6 tingkat tu as parking space. Tak macam mak aii. Speechless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQubF7fQgJI/AAAAAAAAAmw/kOVJslw6YDc/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="230" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQubF7fQgJI/AAAAAAAAAmw/kOVJslw6YDc/s400/4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch kat sini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQubl85tX1I/AAAAAAAAAm0/nH0Yg6shpwU/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="231" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQubl85tX1I/AAAAAAAAAm0/nH0Yg6shpwU/s400/5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interior design restaurant ni cantik. Aku suka sangat. Tengok tu Baby Hafiz comel oi.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQub95QrYJI/AAAAAAAAAm4/NTijEeDFcSE/s1600/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="232" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQub95QrYJI/AAAAAAAAAm4/NTijEeDFcSE/s400/6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni makanan speciality Sarawak iaitu ikan terubuk. Dah cantik-cantik aim gambar ni sekali mak aku boleh hulur tangan nak amek makanan. Adeh. Tapi still boleh nampak kan? Ngeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa nak balik hotel tu hujan panas turun renyai-renyai. So aku bagi cardigan aku pada along untuk coverkan Baby dari kena hujan. Kitaorang yang lain ni tak kisah sangat lah kan. Hujan sikit je. Eceh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQucQNtzciI/AAAAAAAAAm8/zDH__Nlp9VA/s1600/7.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="233" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQucQNtzciI/AAAAAAAAAm8/zDH__Nlp9VA/s400/7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percaya tak, mereka tak bawak stroller/prem untuk baby pun. Cuma dukung je sepanjang masa. Memang dah boleh bina muscles habes lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQucjLtkAvI/AAAAAAAAAnA/bP3WiPIQShk/s1600/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="234" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQucjLtkAvI/AAAAAAAAAnA/bP3WiPIQShk/s400/8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tengah gelakkan Adam. Hehe. Takde payung, baju sendiri lah jadi mangsa. Dan ini je satu-satunya gambar yang ada gambaran luar hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas check in hotel, Along ajak kitaorang turun pergi Main Bazar dekat Waterfront masa petang-petang sikit. Kira bagi rehat dulu. Tapi iyelah dah rehat, semua tidur tak terbangun pun. Along call dari bilik ke bilik pun semua tak bangun. Memang bersungguh semua orang rehatkan diri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQuc_W64dyI/AAAAAAAAAnE/s7EH0ISXcmc/s1600/9.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="235" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQuc_W64dyI/AAAAAAAAAnE/s7EH0ISXcmc/s400/9.jpg" width="387" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya memang boleh nampak yang bandar Kuching ni masih dalam pembangunan. Memang macam-macam dah bangunan ada, Tapi biasa. dan rasa sunyi. Maksud aku bila malam lah. Mereka closing kedai pun awal. Macam tak boleh masuk lah dengan aku yang memang night person ni. Eceh, gaya macam nak tinggal kat sini pulak kan. Hahah. Anyway, untuk dinner, tourist guide kami bawa ke sini. Nama dia? Topspot. Nama medan makan okeh, bukan nama tourist guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majoriti penduduk Kuching ialah Chinese. Jadi kedai makan Muslim kurang sangat-sangat. Macam yang ada pun, mereka sewa di kedai-kedai Chinese tadi ni. So kat sini adalah normal bagi penduduk sini, yang nama kedai tulisan cina dah, memang aku pun tak paham tapi pekerja ; you know, chef dia Islam. Menjadi perbahasan jugak isu ni dalam famili aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQudZNNF4JI/AAAAAAAAAnI/0wghjrk6TTQ/s1600/10.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="236" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQudZNNF4JI/AAAAAAAAAnI/0wghjrk6TTQ/s400/10.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini dia sayur yang angah suka. Sayur midin. Dekat semenanjung takde sayur ni. Well, the taste is for me biase je. Rasa sayur lah. Macam sayur kangkung pun iya gak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQudr8YW-3I/AAAAAAAAAnM/k8DM4l6T674/s1600/11.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="237" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQudr8YW-3I/AAAAAAAAAnM/k8DM4l6T674/s400/11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And this one, err aku lupa nama dia. Juga hanya di Sarawak oi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQud8pTq8NI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/bBRY-MvPZHM/s1600/12.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="238" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQud8pTq8NI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/bBRY-MvPZHM/s400/12.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas dah amek gambar zoom, terus rasa erkkk. telan je. takyah pandang-pandang dah. Nanti hilang selera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQueRFxCIBI/AAAAAAAAAnU/MTxdq6L9Ir8/s1600/13.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="239" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQueRFxCIBI/AAAAAAAAAnU/MTxdq6L9Ir8/s400/13.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hasilnya, tengok muka dia ni pun cukuplah. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lepas makan terus balik hotel weh. Takde tempat nak pergi sebab dah banyak tutup. That's why tiba-tiba datang idea nak terus blog malam tu jugak. Panjangnya entry ni. Macam buat karangan lah pulak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-3696132941791039233?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3696132941791039233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=3696132941791039233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3696132941791039233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3696132941791039233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/12/sarawak-day-1-cont.html' title='Sarawak - Day 1 Cont.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNaQuBlSf8Y/SqfjqACrOeI/AAAAAAAAJnw/OUBO9fVkE_Y/s72-c/IMG_6058_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-3464093499512504152</id><published>2010-12-13T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T02:43:29.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Here and There'/><title type='text'>Sarawak - Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi! I'm in the mood of holiday. Cuti-cuti malaysia lah katakan. Since jumaat hari tu dah keluar results like I said before, aku rasa lega sebab boleh bercuti dengan aman dan tenang kan? Tapi sebenarnya tak pun. Still, aku risau pasal result degree. 15hb ni weh. nervous yaww. Aku tak nak dapat kat Segamat boleh tak? Tolong lah bagi aku kampus jauh-jauh sikit. Aku nak keluar dari Johor ni. Haha. Over pulak. Dah dapat tu kira bersyukur la patutnya kan. Still, aku nak jugak merantau ke tempat orang. Nak jugak cari pengalaman-pengalaman baru. Like you know, nak keluar dari "comfort zone" aku ni. Eh, terkeluar tajuk pulak aku ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, nak cerita pasal pergi Sarawak. Di masa aku tulis ni, aku masih di Kuching. Dalam bilik hotel yang sejuk buat tangan aku kebas nak menaip keyboard notebook ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously ini adalah hari yang paling memenatkan. Oleh sebab flight pukul 8.20 maka we have to check in right before 2 hours. The day before tu aku busy betul kemas barang. Biasa lah kemas last minute kan. Malam tu, pukul 1 lebih dah bergerak pergi LCCT. Aku kan kelawar malam. Mana nak tidur kalau dah pukul 1 kena bertolak. Sepanjang perjalanan tu pun aku tak boleh tidur. Sampai dalam pukul 4 lebih. Dah tu tak ada tempat duduk kosong masa mula-mula kitaorang sampai. Lama gak lah kitaorang cari tempat. Atau kata lain tunggu ialah "eh bila lah diorang yang lain ni nak blah." Tapi alhamdulillah ada mamat-mamat bangla yg kesiankan kitaorang yang diri lama-lama ni bagi tempat mereka tu. Mungkin sebab kak ipah bawak baby Hafiz dengan Adam kot. Yang Adam boleh bantai tidur kat kerusi tu. Iyelah budak kecik kan apa kesah dah penat sangat tidur je. Aku pulak try nak tidur tapi tak boleh lah. Bising dengan sesaknya. Dah tu, kecewa betul aku baru nak dukung baby hafiz tapi tak sampai seminit dia dah menangis bagai. Banyak kali pulak tu. Tak de bakat semula jadi kot nak jaga baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi bila dah naik flight, Adam dengan Baby Hafiz ni ceria semacam. Aku rasalah suara Adam yang paling kuat. Dia menyanyi lah. Kacau-kacau aku lah. Ketuk-ketuk kerusi aku lagi. Memang tension aku tak boleh tidur. Tapi yang kelakarnya, bila ada baby orang lain dalam flight tu menangis ke atau macam bersuara, Baby Hafiz pun menyahut gak. Comel je.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQuui7dPztI/AAAAAAAAAnY/QwsCnAktOSA/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="873" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQuui7dPztI/AAAAAAAAAnY/QwsCnAktOSA/s400/1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku sempat snap gambar atas awan. Cantik sangat masa tu. Tapi masa tu aku pening gila sebab tak cukup tidur kann. Kalau orang lain minum coffee akan pening kepala, aku pulak terbalik. Sanggup beli tapi mahal betul. Haha. Aku memang berkira.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sampai je Kuching, terus pergi makan mee kolok. Mee kolok ni famous kat sini. Kira kalau kau pergi sini tapi kau tak makan ni macam tak patut ah. Tapi kalau ditanya pendapat aku, rasa dia macam maggi campur sup letak daging sikit, apa ntah perencah dengan sambal sikit dah siap. Kat bawah ni lah rupa dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQuu7Is2O2I/AAAAAAAAAnc/RpSAuqIY6X8/s1600/2.jpg" linkindex="874" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQuu7Is2O2I/AAAAAAAAAnc/RpSAuqIY6X8/s400/2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kebetulan kitaorang datang hari ahad ni ada Pasar Satok. So lepas makan pergi jalan-jalan tabur duit. Haha. Jalan-jalan beli souvenir lah. Tapi yang penting bukan aku. Orang yang sengkek macam aku ni dok perati je. Sempat pergi sejam je. Tu pun kat bahagian&amp;nbsp;handicraft. Sebab masing-masing dah penat nak check in hotel cepat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;# aku mengantuklah. Nak tidur dulu. Kena kumpul tenaga untuk esok. Nanti sambung lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-3464093499512504152?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3464093499512504152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=3464093499512504152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3464093499512504152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3464093499512504152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/12/sarawak-day-1.html' title='Sarawak - Day 1'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TQuui7dPztI/AAAAAAAAAnY/QwsCnAktOSA/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-614885498029193215</id><published>2010-12-10T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T08:31:13.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>I'm so happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Aku masih berada di awang-awangan lagi ni. Terasa sangat bahagia untuk sekarang. Aku dah berjaya untuk tamatkan diploma aku. Terbayang-bayang dah segala usaha, suka duka yang aku buat selama 3 tahun ni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emak and Abah, this diploma is for both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results tak hebat still parents bagi aku graduation gift. Mana tak nya aku sayang mereka? chewahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku dah boleh pergi Sarawak dengan hati yang tenang dan bahagianya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklah nak kemas baju dan bag.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-614885498029193215?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/614885498029193215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=614885498029193215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/614885498029193215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/614885498029193215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-so-happy.html' title='I&apos;m so happy!'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-1228235046209594019</id><published>2010-12-01T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T00:17:38.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>hobi baru!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img191.imageshack.us/img191/9571/p1013003e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img191.imageshack.us/img191/9571/p1013003e.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peneman ketika tidur dan online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/8471/p1013156.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/8471/p1013156.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;compact powder elianto yang sangat cantik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img530.imageshack.us/img530/8140/p1013140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img530.imageshack.us/img530/8140/p1013140.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;budak kena dera jadi model of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img709.imageshack.us/img709/6627/p1013134j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img709.imageshack.us/img709/6627/p1013134j.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;handphone baru orang tuuuu. woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gambar sendiri amek pun blur. ahaha. dasar tangan parkinson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img10.imageshack.us/img10/3369/987654s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img10.imageshack.us/img10/3369/987654s.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day then, bubye!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-1228235046209594019?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1228235046209594019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=1228235046209594019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1228235046209594019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1228235046209594019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/12/hobi-baru.html' title='hobi baru!'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-6523776414948433808</id><published>2010-11-25T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T13:43:11.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>The roommates. (6)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stay kat rumah boring weh. Sebab tak havoc macam duduk kat kampus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1224807675"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1224807676"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TO3wbvbZ8LI/AAAAAAAAAmU/VHSJh0Y9mgQ/s1600/wsyda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TO3wbvbZ8LI/AAAAAAAAAmU/VHSJh0Y9mgQ/s320/wsyda.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;muka penuh bercahaya? haha, okay lighting terlebih je.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku dah macam mula rindu kat penghuni-penghuni bilik SMK 001A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Secara legal, memang aku dengan Syida je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi illegal roomates kitaorang banyak.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Penghuni tetap ada Kak Yan, Mai &amp;amp; Dian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kadang-kadang je HaHa dengan Kak Yani datang menginap.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chewah bunyi macam duduk hotel pulak kan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TO3wEX_xflI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/HNX1wphBZUM/s1600/together.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TO3wEX_xflI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/HNX1wphBZUM/s320/together.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ini mereka kecuali Kak Yani je takde sebab tak ikut masa ni. :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku rindu mereka sebab ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kat rumah takde orang tak berhenti bercakap macam Dian.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Takde lagi dah Kak Yani buat lawak masa makan lunch ramai-ramai.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Siap bentang surat khabar untuk makan ramai-ramai kat bawah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pastu tengok siapa cepat habis makan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pastu saja sibuk-sibuk tanya kenapa caj berapa RM.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lauk kedai mana sedap lah, kedai mana yang mahal lah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yang hot bila gossip pasal abang buat air kat kedai 1st yang kak yan dgn kak yani syok kan, hehe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then ada gossip pasal abang guard hensem tapi jatuh motor pulak depan kitaorang. haha lawak abes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eh ada gak saja cari gaduh dengan mamat afro kedai kabin, dia tu kelakar je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TO3utCzpVKI/AAAAAAAAAmI/swhaFe4KQKg/s1600/kak+yan+comel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TO3utCzpVKI/AAAAAAAAAmI/swhaFe4KQKg/s320/kak+yan+comel.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;comel vs gedik.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalau pasal study-study ni pulak, bila tengah study nanti Kak Yan tiba-tiba bagi tazkirah pelbagai topik. Study dengan kak Yan ni mencabar jiwa dan raga betul.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku tengah study, dia boleh layan fesbuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aku study lagi, dia boleh syok tidur.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku pulun buat latihan ni, dia rilex je baru nak bukak buku macam nak jawab test.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sabar je kan? haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pastu kadang-kadang aku emosi lah pulak bila bilik bising sangat,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stress aku nak baca buku audit tu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kalau bab membaca ni aku memang tak boleh blah betul bila bilik bising.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kan aku dah emo-emo kat budak-budak tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bila ingat balik pasal aku tiba-tiba emo masa tu kelakar pulak.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yang aku rasa paling best masa aku tengah study subjek apa ntah lupa,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pastu Mai tercerita pasal cerita hantu sebab masa tu baru lepas kes histeria.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eh Mai cerita pasal orang bunian kat kampung dia,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan kitaorang sambung-sambung cerita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lama gak sampai pukul 1 pagi camtu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Habis lepas sesi story-telling ni, semua takut nak pergi toilet malam-malam buta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehe. Tapi serius cuak-cuak gak sebab ehemm, real kan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TO3vXW9KFxI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ljsncc1t4EQ/s1600/karok.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TO3vXW9KFxI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ljsncc1t4EQ/s320/karok.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kak Yan dengan Mai feeling habis.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh kerana mereka habis lebih awal, dan demi mencipta kenangan, aku dengan Kak Yan gagahi jua untuk pergi berpoya-poya sebelum final exam habis. First time ni buat kerja macam ni selama dah 6sem kat segamat. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ini adalah cerita roommates aku masa semester 6.&lt;br /&gt;dan ya, aku sayang mereka.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-6523776414948433808?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6523776414948433808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=6523776414948433808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/6523776414948433808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/6523776414948433808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/11/roommates-6.html' title='The roommates. (6)'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TO3wbvbZ8LI/AAAAAAAAAmU/VHSJh0Y9mgQ/s72-c/wsyda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5799098894332369070</id><published>2010-11-20T04:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T04:54:26.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spider a web'/><title type='text'>Nilai Sebuah Persahabatan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay fine, aku memang dah 2 minggu start cuti semester. Tapi malas sangat-sangat nak update blog. siap dah privatekan sebab rasa malas sangat nak teruskan blog yang tak berupdate ni. But then, rasa nak tulis pasal sesuatu yang sangat berharga bagi aku. iaitu nilai sebuah persahabatan yang aku baru temui/sedari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chewahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Takdelah, ceritanya macam ni, malam semalam aku pergi rumah kawan baik aku masa sekolah menengah. Oklah aku mengaku. I am a bad friend for her. Dah 9 tahun berkawan dengan dia, itu lah baru 2x aku pergi rumah dia. 9 tahun weh. Kalau baby baru lahir masa aku jumpa dia tu dah siap masuk sekolah rendah dah sekarang. Haha. Hampeh punye perumpamaan aku ni. Anyway, 2x aku pergi rumah dia pun sekali masa raya tahun lepas dengan malam tadi untuk kenduri arwah. Sorry for ur loss ok babe, be strong. dan masa tu baru first time aku masuk her bedroom. Borak punya borak then aku perasan ade frame gambar berhabuk kat meja study dia. Tak, aku tak kesah pun berhabuk ke apa. Tapi gambar tu buat aku macam terharu sangat. Macam speechless sekejap. Aku tenung gambar tu rasa macam nak nangis pun ada. Haha emosi sekejap. Takde ah. Aku terharu sebab dia simpan dan frame pulak tu gambar kitaorang yang bestfriend ni masa tingkatan 2. Gambar yang kitaorang ambik few days before aku pindah sekolah. Terharu sangat. Sebab aku pulak, in the other hand, tak pernah frame gambar aku dengan kawan-kawan pun. Aku bukan jenis yang sentimental kot. Erkk. Tapi yang aku nak highlight kan adelah, aku ni tak sedar kawan yang baik ada sepanjang masa dengan aku. Iyelah sepanjang 9 years and counting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaman persekolahan aku bagi aku agak membengangkan. Sebab aku banyak pindah randah. Ceh. takde lah banyak. Tapi 3x pindah. Aku ingat dah cukup bagi aku peluang untuk berkawan dengan semua orang yang pelbagai jenis ragam. Tapi masuk kolej, keluar kolej masuk U pulak lagi jumpa pelbagai jenis. Bila dah pindah randah ni, aku selalu paksa diri aku untuk berfikiran positif. It's not easy nak dapatkan kawan baru. But then, bagi aku ia berbaloi. Sebab aku jumpa ramai kawan, baik buruk belakang cerita. Aku selalu rasa nak cari kawan baik ni susah. Tapi ramai kata aku ni peramah. Boleh je masuk dengan mana-mana orang. Well, I have to be like that. But the truth is adalah tak senang. We have to work it out. Iyelah, tepuk sebelah tangan memang tak bunyi kan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi alhamdulillah even aku asyik pindah sana&amp;nbsp; pindah sini, masih ada kawan yang still lekat lah dengan aku. Means masih contact aku, walau dah gila lama tak jumpa aku pun, still bila jumpa memang borak sakan dengan aku. Cerita itu, cerita ini. Aku tulis ni dengan tersenyum sebab terbayang-bayang kat mata aku muka-muka mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh panjang kan? itu baru cerita pasal kawan-kawan sekolah menengah. Belum masuk cerita pasal kawan kat kolej dengan U lagi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku tak perfect dapat puaskan hati semua orang. Bila dah banyak sangat kawan ni memang rasa agak berbelah bagi nak puaskan hati mana-mana pihak. Aku secara personally akan baik dengan semua orang. Tapi bila ada jenis yang tak boleh tengok aku baik dengan semua orang memang aku tak dapat tolong lah. Aku dah pernah hadapi situasi macam ni. Dan aku masih tak faham tindakan dia tu. Tapi takpelah benda dah lepas. Aku pun perlahan-lahan belajar yang aku tak sepatutnya baik dengan semua orang. Tulah, lain kali baik dengan orang yang baik dengan kita je oke. take note benda ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk yang kawan makan kawan, kawan talam dua muka, kawan yang tiba-tiba baik sebab perlukan bantuan aku, kawan yang rasa kawan tapi tak pernah buat baik dengan aku, kawan yang terpaksa kawan entah macam-macam jenis kawan aku dah jumpa. Dan aku tak boleh kata apa dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yang penting ialah perasaan ikhlas untuk berkawan adalah tips utama untuk mendapatkan persahabatan yang kekal lama. Aku hargai kawan-kawan aku semua. Terima kasih sebab sudi jadi kawan aku. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak perlu mention nama kot? you just know who you are. *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5799098894332369070?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5799098894332369070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5799098894332369070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5799098894332369070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5799098894332369070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/11/nilai-sebuah-persahabatan.html' title='Nilai Sebuah Persahabatan.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-7507056277191195348</id><published>2010-11-06T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T15:43:43.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FInal exam in the final year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeaahhh, I am in the middle of final exam in my diploma final year.  (^^)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things get pretty intense over here. Tipulah kalau kata tak tension kan. Stress kot. Rasa macam tak sabar nak blah dari sini. Nak kata sedih tu tak berapa ada lah. kenapa eh? Later lah fikir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, thanks to Anastasyea, Lululove &amp;amp; Qarami Hashim sebab sudi singgah kat sini. I don't have much time nak singgah blog you'all right now. Ini pun update camni sbb my phone tak bole masuk blogger. How sad kan? Laptop? dah kena tinggal kat rumah. It's like a tradition not to have laptop around bila final exam menjelma. chewahh. laptop takde takpe. still internet connection ada sbb masukkan simcard broadband dalam phone. But still tak adelah online lama macam kat depan laptop kan. heheh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After habis exam nanti, saya akan singgah blog2 kamu okeh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sementara itu, meh layan lagu ini Far East Movement - Like A G6.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/w4s6H4ku6ZY/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w4s6H4ku6ZY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w4s6H4ku6ZY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Bubye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-7507056277191195348?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7507056277191195348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=7507056277191195348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7507056277191195348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7507056277191195348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/11/final-exam-in-final-year.html' title='FInal exam in the final year.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5163288079731814919</id><published>2010-10-24T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T12:25:06.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>pengajaran hari ini.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tak suka situasi ini. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bila dah dekat exam, mula lah nak cari balik buku-buku, past year exam questions &amp;amp; answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lepas tu teringat yang bahan sendiri dah di bagi pinjam&amp;nbsp;kepada orang lain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bila try mintak balik, macam-macam pulak karenah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bermesej ﻿bagai, siap dah tukar nombor semua. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;liat betul bila nak mintak balik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last-last aku yang tension.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sebab?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nak study tapi takde bahan kau tahu tak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nak pinjam orang lain, aku pulak yang segan. dah nak exam dah ni. takkan nak pinjam guna orang lain kan. mereka pun nak guna gak. habis aku tak guna ke? hishh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maka pengajaran hari ni, tak payah lah baik hati sangat lain kali nak bagi junior2 semua buku/pyq. memang haram susah mereka nak pulangkan balik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tawakal jek lah. (yeah, i'm dead!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5163288079731814919?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5163288079731814919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5163288079731814919&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5163288079731814919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5163288079731814919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/10/pengajaran-hari-ini.html' title='pengajaran hari ini.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-8194043813231235999</id><published>2010-10-22T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T23:23:27.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>Black or White.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When there is no, there will never be yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When there is heartbroken, there will never be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-8194043813231235999?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8194043813231235999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=8194043813231235999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8194043813231235999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8194043813231235999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/10/black-or-white.html' title='Black or White.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-2879661145057468170</id><published>2010-10-12T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T22:13:23.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>Mixed feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TLRqtzPMT9I/AAAAAAAAAl0/oANleQLwQOw/s1600/acca-edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TLRqtzPMT9I/AAAAAAAAAl0/oANleQLwQOw/s320/acca-edit.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I wish I could go to the interview(s). Not only for ACCA but I got the interview for CIMA too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TLRrnICgurI/AAAAAAAAAl4/DnCWORxCCy4/s1600/cima.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TLRrnICgurI/AAAAAAAAAl4/DnCWORxCCy4/s320/cima.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Serius sedih sebab mak tak bagi pergi sebab dia kata jauh. dah nangis-nangis dah ni. nak pergi!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;belum cuba belum tahu kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi kena dengar cakap mak sebab syurga itu di bawah tapak kaki ibu.&lt;br /&gt;but which is menyedihkan bagi aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kuatkan lah hati aku ni ya Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sabar ieqa sabar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-2879661145057468170?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2879661145057468170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=2879661145057468170&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2879661145057468170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2879661145057468170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/10/mixed-feelings.html' title='Mixed feelings.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TLRqtzPMT9I/AAAAAAAAAl0/oANleQLwQOw/s72-c/acca-edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-2232939216989449476</id><published>2010-10-12T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T14:47:37.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>when the going gets tough, the tough gets going.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Kadang-kadang aku lupa aku ada blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;lepas tu update saja nak letak kontroversi marah-marah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;orang yang baca pun tak masal-masal terasa dengan aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;maka aku decide untuk mula rajin update balik blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dengan secara rasminya, aku telah men'delete' entry geram yang lepas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;rasa macam tak berbaloi nak menggunakan tenaga ini untuk benci-membenci.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;biarlah kau nak buat apa pun, aku akan cuba sedaya upaya untuk bersabar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;tapi memang serius lah aku geram. dan baru-baru ni kau buat aku kecik hati pulak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;lepas ni kau nak buat apa lagi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;tapi takpe, sekarang masa kau.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;esok lusa kau pulak akan kena macam kau buat kat aku.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;tak percaya? tunggu lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;tak sekarang? nanti kot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;tak nanti? kemudian hari lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;dengan kehadiran orang yang macam kau ni lah mewarnai hidup aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;iyelah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;takkan sepanjang masa nak gembira kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;sekali sekala kena jugak menangis sorang-sorang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;pasal dah menangis tu lah baru terasa nak munasabah diri sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;balik-balik aku fikirkan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;bagus sebenarnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;buat aku rasa nak lebih dekat dengan Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;sebab aku tahu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Allah akan dapat menjauhkan aku dari orang-orang macam kau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Taknak dah cerita pasal kisah-kisah sedih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Banyak lagi perkara gembira yang lain nak share dalam blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;tengah mood ceria nak update semua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*smiling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-2232939216989449476?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2232939216989449476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=2232939216989449476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2232939216989449476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2232939216989449476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-going-gets-tough-tough-gets-going.html' title='when the going gets tough, the tough gets going.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-8090333488546964280</id><published>2010-09-15T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T03:57:39.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flesh and blood'/><title type='text'>Kisah Raya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TI_NMf2PR1I/AAAAAAAAAlk/7fVnkV5buRA/s1600/Picture+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TI_NMf2PR1I/AAAAAAAAAlk/7fVnkV5buRA/s320/Picture+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TI_NPO32OwI/AAAAAAAAAlo/W9tbuPR5aL4/s1600/Picture+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TI_NPO32OwI/AAAAAAAAAlo/W9tbuPR5aL4/s320/Picture+002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TI_NRtnzojI/AAAAAAAAAls/4aBVG1ZnyL8/s1600/Picture+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TI_NRtnzojI/AAAAAAAAAls/4aBVG1ZnyL8/s320/Picture+003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Semua gambar ambil guna webcam waktu waktu tengahari masa Family Day hari tu. Nak update tapi gambar tak lengkap. So nantilah update. Tahun ni adalah pertama kali untuk satu family berbaju raya tema warna gray. Tudung yang glamour ni pulak di sponsor oleh akak ipar tersayang. Padahal dah prepare selendang untuk pakai tapi changed my mind masa pagi tu. Senang kot pakai tudung ni. Selesa habis.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Balik rumah kali ni memang 'heaven' sebab emak selalu masak. Yayy!! Suka sebab before this, biasanya emak hanya akan masak like once in a year? Hanya bila raya je. Maka, bersyukur lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuti raya kali ni lama sikit. Nak menikmati secukupnya before kembali bercinta dengan segamat. Tapi bersama-sama dengan basuhan pinggan mangkuk di ulit dengan assignments dan revision sebab hari isnin naik cuti dah ada kuiz. Terbaik habes. FUHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-8090333488546964280?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8090333488546964280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=8090333488546964280&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8090333488546964280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8090333488546964280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/09/kisah-raya.html' title='Kisah Raya.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TI_NMf2PR1I/AAAAAAAAAlk/7fVnkV5buRA/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-8544885508476688076</id><published>2010-09-08T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T02:46:34.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'>Beza walau tampak serupa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiba-tiba saya teringat nasihat yang diberikan oleh kawan lama. Sebab biasanya nasihat dia selalu menusuk hati dan jantung. Dia dah kenal saya lama. Maka dia tahu perangai saya bagaimana. Dia kata saya kena ingat suatu perkara. Bahawa diri ini, pemikiran yang berusia 21 tahun ini tidak mengikut bagaimana seseorang yang berusia 21 tahun berfikir. Dan dia kata lagi, setiap manusia itu berbeza. Begitu juga saya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sebetulnya, tiada nya yang lain antara saya dan mereka yang di luar sana.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tetapi apabila difikirkan kembali dan dilihat semula dari segi pengalaman saya sendiri, setiap manusia itu berbeza dari titik tolakya bagaimana mereka itu di asuh.Ya, semua orang tahu bahawa setiap manusia memang tampak serupa. Dari segi personaliti yang mungkin sama, kebetulan minat menjurus ke arah yang sama, hah sebut je mungkin ada apa-apa yang sama dengan rakan yang lain. Mesti akan ada kebetulan. Tetapi bila dihalusi kembali, akan ada banyak perbezaan yang akan dapat dirasai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maka, setiap pandangan individu itu juga akan berbeza. Contohnya, saya tak boleh memaksa orang lain untuk menerima pendapat atau prinsip saya. Begitu juga dengan orang lain tidak boleh memaksa saya untuk menerima prinsip mereka. Tetapi kita boleh bertoleransi untuk menerima suatu pandangan yang sama. Dan kata kunci nya adalah kerjasama. Berteori memang senang kerana untuk merealisasikan itu adalah susah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Panjang lebar berbunga-bunga nak jelaskan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Objektifnya, setiap manusia itu berbeza walau tampak serupa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kesimpulannya, kita kena belajar untuk menerima orang lain demi untuk kesejahteraan di masa hadapan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nota kaki : saya tak sama macam orang lain. dan orang lain pun tidak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-8544885508476688076?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8544885508476688076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=8544885508476688076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8544885508476688076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8544885508476688076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/09/beza-walau-tampak-serupa.html' title='Beza walau tampak serupa.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-3285149273608618198</id><published>2010-09-06T03:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T03:31:31.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>Just don't give up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great! I'm still at campus. Padahal orang lain dah kat rumah sibuk-sibuk beli barang raya, buat kuih raya, pasang langsir baru, cadar baru hahh macam-macam benda semua nak baru. Even try out baju raya dan kemas-kemas rumah but unfortunately, I am NOT!! I'm stuck here doing the assignments. Memang bersabar habis bila ahli group sendiri nak sangat balik sebab tak sabar nak balik beraya sakan. Like I am not? Tak da perasaan marah cuma terasa macam terkilan kot. Grrr. But it's okay because we do have the evaluation form later. Yeahh. *evil laugh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi seriously ini lah pertama kali buat assignment yang tahap dewa-dewi. Dari tengahari ke petang. Lepas isya' sampai ke subuh non-stop. Tak tidur-tidur. Okay tipu. Ada lah tidur sekejap. Tapi sebelum tidur buat assignment, tidur kejap pun mimpi pasal assignment. Bangun-bangun boleh mengigau minta jawapan assignment kat kawan-kawan. Haha. Habis semua orang pening layan aku ni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sebelum ni, masa sedih-sedih dengan  grouping problem, ramai yang bagi nasihat itu dan ini. Dan tak kurang  juga ada yang boh layan. Macam cakap dengan dinding. Err. Ada gak yang  cakap macam-macam pulak tu. Tapi nak buat macam mana kan, mulut orang  bukan macam mulut tempayan yang boleh ditutup. Lepas jadi perkara tu,  baru nampak mana intan, mana permata. Chewahh. Emas je tak jumpa. Kalau  dapat jumpa memang nak buat jual terus. Hahah. JK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Okay lah, dah mula mengarut. Badan dah letih, mata dah kuyu, otak dah penat. Mental je kena tahan lebih sikit dugaan ni. Nampak tak ini adalah results orang yang tak cukup tidur dan rehat. Takpe, sanggup berkorban demi markah tercintah. &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/1303387553518840406-3285149273608618198?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3285149273608618198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=3285149273608618198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3285149273608618198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3285149273608618198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-dont-give-up.html' title='Just don&apos;t give up.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-6193001520024877244</id><published>2010-08-28T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T02:38:24.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>segamat oh segamat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;segamat oh segamat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kenapa awak selalu menduga hati saya? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kadang-kadang saya rasa patah hati nak layan karenah awak ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi saya tetap cuba lawan dan hadap semua tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kawan yang lawan selalu ada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;macam lintah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;datang melekap dan pergi dan perlu ditepis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;namun,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kawan yang betul kawan akan sentiasa di sisi walau tak selalu bersama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;selalu buat saya tersenyum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bila saya rasa lemah dan tak mampu,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;keluarga saya tetap menyokong saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya tahu saya tak kuat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi, mereka selalu cuba buat saya untuk jadi lagi kuat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;bila saya sedih dan patah hati lagi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mereka akan buat saya berharap akan ada sinar harapan lagi nanti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya rasa saya sayang mereka sangat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;habis, kalau mereka takde?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya rasa macam nak mati.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;betul-betul mati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;segamat oh segamat, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; dah nak hampir tiga tahun saya kat sana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi hati ini selalu merasa macam bukan itu tempat nya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; bukan itu yang di rancang. di impi. di minati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hati ini dah cukup banyak memberontak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;penat mencari titik tumpul sebuah impian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;letih berfikir dan terus terfikir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi kalau dah ini takdirnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya perlu lebih kuat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kuat dan terus kuat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-6193001520024877244?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6193001520024877244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=6193001520024877244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/6193001520024877244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/6193001520024877244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/08/segamat-oh-segamat.html' title='segamat oh segamat.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-695393201904576989</id><published>2010-08-26T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T04:03:11.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>miss you. need you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear diary, being a last semester student is kind of stressful, and you know what? Everything has changed. And yeah I changed too. A lot. Everything that I have planned doesn't work out. All the groupies, teammates, friends and ideas is now gone. Feels like hated it. But, seriously.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The second thing that I hate right now is the application for continuing degree. It made me sick. Sick of thoughts about what should I choose. Either or another way that I should. I just can't decide. Feels like need to talk about it with the parents. But when? I just don't have the guts to tell them. Eughh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And right now, I just feel like missing you and needing you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-695393201904576989?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/695393201904576989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=695393201904576989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/695393201904576989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/695393201904576989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/08/miss-you-need-you.html' title='miss you. need you.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-3724966398434364544</id><published>2010-08-15T06:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T06:59:42.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'>Even miracles take a little time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leaders don't have all the answers, though others may think they do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leadership isn't about showing people how energetic,&amp;nbsp;enthusiastic, or entrepreneurial you are. It's about gaining enough knowledge and wisdom to move people and plans from obscurity to excellence. Leaders are always on the learning curve. They know they haven't arrived until they've shown someone else by their own example how to be the best they can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stan Toler ; Minute Motivation for Leaders, 2002.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-3724966398434364544?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3724966398434364544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=3724966398434364544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3724966398434364544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3724966398434364544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/08/even-miracles-take-little-time.html' title='Even miracles take a little time.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-2023303847893047591</id><published>2010-08-07T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T12:04:15.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spider a web'/><title type='text'>Been there and done that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear blog-diary, I miss you sooo much. I wanted to tell you everything that you had missed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just wanted to tell you that I had been to the first annual vacation of the greatest friendship between me and my buddies. Our lucky destination was Port Dickson. Again because we love Port Dickson. And it is because Yat's house was nearby so it's look like the perfect place to have some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFw6vaJBfVI/AAAAAAAAAk4/tpu-SwlPKJ4/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFw6vaJBfVI/AAAAAAAAAk4/tpu-SwlPKJ4/s400/3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah. It was really fun. Plus the adventures we had all together make it so memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFw_Vd1nFYI/AAAAAAAAAlM/k45_mWZCM8A/s1600/62.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFw_Vd1nFYI/AAAAAAAAAlM/k45_mWZCM8A/s320/62.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the first time of my life, I had tried the banana boat, the one that they (the uncles over there) called&amp;nbsp;donut thingy thing and the buddies also tried snorkeling. I wasn't able to join the snorkeling because I had seasick. Damn it. I don't even know I had one. That was the worst experience I ever had. Because it was middle of the nowhere and all around me was water. And I could do nothing to prevent myself from feeling so&amp;nbsp;dizzy&amp;nbsp;and &amp;nbsp;wanted to throw up while the buddies having some fun and exciting snorkeling. urghhh. so memorable, right? duh. But no picture taken while the buddies do some snorkeling because we don't know that we could bring it &amp;nbsp;in the boat. huh uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these were some pictures where we are having fun. Happy looking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the donut thingy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFw-Y7ecffI/AAAAAAAAAlI/y2t0tM3QKTs/s1600/55.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFw-Y7ecffI/AAAAAAAAAlI/y2t0tM3QKTs/s320/55.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFxAhHPxRhI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/M7ID_VLlws0/s1600/64.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFxAhHPxRhI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/M7ID_VLlws0/s320/64.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFxCrh63h_I/AAAAAAAAAlY/v2UdxboLBm8/s1600/70.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFxCrh63h_I/AAAAAAAAAlY/v2UdxboLBm8/s320/70.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the uncles over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFxBn3szp6I/AAAAAAAAAlU/PdoLndJpkIw/s1600/66.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFxBn3szp6I/AAAAAAAAAlU/PdoLndJpkIw/s320/66.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buddies playing some games between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFw7p4GH_ZI/AAAAAAAAAk8/pv9i4YD7r5k/s1600/44.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFw7p4GH_ZI/AAAAAAAAAk8/pv9i4YD7r5k/s320/44.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFw8eFWpdHI/AAAAAAAAAlA/gtkHSAiFiGA/s1600/45.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFw8eFWpdHI/AAAAAAAAAlA/gtkHSAiFiGA/s320/45.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFw9WiPyjqI/AAAAAAAAAlE/VKGuVswjdsg/s1600/48.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFw9WiPyjqI/AAAAAAAAAlE/VKGuVswjdsg/s320/48.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, good bye&amp;nbsp;blog-diary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-2023303847893047591?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2023303847893047591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=2023303847893047591&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2023303847893047591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2023303847893047591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/08/been-there-and-done-that.html' title='Been there and done that.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFw6vaJBfVI/AAAAAAAAAk4/tpu-SwlPKJ4/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total><georss:featurename>Port Dickson, Negeri Sembilan, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>2.536424 101.8068142</georss:point><georss:box>2.364931 101.57335470000001 2.7079169999999997 102.0402737</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5927769112514895521</id><published>2010-08-01T04:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T05:27:32.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>It's Hard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFSI1omot4I/AAAAAAAAAk0/gCNQ3BwdfWA/s1600/jg2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFSI1omot4I/AAAAAAAAAk0/gCNQ3BwdfWA/s400/jg2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Welcome back. &lt;br /&gt;I've been hiatus for a month.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to open up myself back to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my last semester to complete my diploma.&lt;br /&gt;Thought that I should write down a little bit of everything happened so then I wouldn't forget about it later.&lt;br /&gt;I miss youuuu, my blog!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/%3C/a"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5927769112514895521?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5927769112514895521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5927769112514895521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5927769112514895521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5927769112514895521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-hard.html' title='It&apos;s Hard.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TFSI1omot4I/AAAAAAAAAk0/gCNQ3BwdfWA/s72-c/jg2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5985271191564587377</id><published>2010-06-29T09:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:56:25.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>privacy is dead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've lost my passion to blog. And previously this blog had been set as private on purpose. Blogging is fun. But there is no privacy. And suddenly privacy is my main priority. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had this talk about privacy with &lt;a href="http://aidamohawiah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aida&lt;/a&gt; in Yahoo Messenger. She makes fun of me about privacy since she knew that I used to share everything through out this blog. Well, yeah. It's true. I shared everything here. And that obviously should be changed because I should not share everything. You know everything that personal or too personal? This thing is kind of hard because I love sharing. But when sharing is not caring, everything turns out to be the ugly truth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been thinking about the privacy since when some random people came across me and said they knew me. They know exactly where I live. And They said they knew everything about my family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Privacy is a concern when there are some guy coming to the house when there is no one there. Privacy is a concern when there was a few men waited in the car all day long just across the road for god sake I don't even know what they are doing. Privacy is a concern when there was some guy sneaking around in front of the house. Privacy is a concern when the neighbor called just to inform that they saw some guy being such an idiotic suspicious waiting outside the gate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, privacy is dead. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna call the cops to chase away the idiots.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5985271191564587377?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5985271191564587377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5985271191564587377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5985271191564587377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5985271191564587377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/06/privacy-is-dead.html' title='privacy is dead.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-3243589448525706935</id><published>2010-06-23T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T01:38:19.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><title type='text'>hari-hari update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apa sudah jadi dengan France kan? OMG. OMG. boleh kalah dengan South Africa pulak tu. hampeh betul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TCDqNkUQlfI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7K_VfHCZb5M/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TCDqNkUQlfI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7K_VfHCZb5M/s320/1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sempena kekalahan France lawan South Africa tadi, meh aku sajikan dengan gambar-gambar &lt;b&gt;bearyfrance&lt;/b&gt; yang pelik tapi comel ni. haha. bear ni abah yang bagi kat aku. dah lama dah dapat. tapi aku buat main baling-baling kat uda je. tadi lah tengah tengok bola France lawan South Africa tu baru teringat ada &lt;b&gt;bearyfrance ni&lt;/b&gt;. Comel tak? comel tak? kalau tak comel salahkan Celcom lah. Wuuu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TCDqimewIdI/AAAAAAAAAkk/GJrjv122pKw/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TCDqimewIdI/AAAAAAAAAkk/GJrjv122pKw/s320/2.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cakkk! nampak mata sikit. Gambar atas ni tadi tak nampak pun. bearyfrance ni saja nak main kenyit-kenyit mata dia. bukan main lagi eh. eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TCDqnUeRVRI/AAAAAAAAAko/oY77R2RTbTU/s1600/3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TCDqnUeRVRI/AAAAAAAAAko/oY77R2RTbTU/s320/3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;taaadaaa! dah nampak dua-dua mata. tapi &lt;b&gt;bearyfrance&lt;/b&gt; tak pakai baju pulak. Haha. I thought kalau tanggalkan baju dia boleh nampak macam bear biasa yang kita beli kat kedai sana nun. but, bear ni warna biru. tersangat biru. So it's seems weird though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, untuk hari ni, petang tadi first time aku masak burung puyuh goreng. mula-mula keluarkan puyuh tu dari plastik, aku macam "wooo, besar nya puyuh ni. macam anak ayam." pastu tengah goreng pulak aku terfikir "alah kesian pulak kat puyuh ni tergolek atas kuali kan" tapi sebenarnya kita makan ayam goreng pun sama jek sebenarnya kan? haha. ayat nak sedapkan hati sendiri.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the same time, I'm going crazier lah sejak terperuk duduk rumah tak jumpa orang ni. boring. lepas tu angah bagi pinjam dvds dia kat aku. tapi tak tertengok lah ngah. penat nya nak habiskan satu cerita ni. adeh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TCDqshoGNeI/AAAAAAAAAks/98wOLSROVkU/s1600/4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TCDqshoGNeI/AAAAAAAAAks/98wOLSROVkU/s320/4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;eh laptop kat atas ni laptop Abah. dapat pinjam balik. heheh. entah-entah angah bagi aku pinjam dvds ni sebab dia rasa bersalah pinjam laptop aku tak? huehuehue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;lagi dua minggu dah naik cuti sem! OMG! OMG!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;tak nak balik!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;p/s : semua gambar takde watermark blog sebab update pakai laptop abah yang takde photoshop. aaa tak geti guna ms paint. hampes~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-3243589448525706935?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3243589448525706935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=3243589448525706935&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3243589448525706935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3243589448525706935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/06/hari-hari-update.html' title='hari-hari update.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TCDqNkUQlfI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7K_VfHCZb5M/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5958086403267610319</id><published>2010-06-22T03:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T03:21:46.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='point of views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>gembira tengok orang lain bahagia. tapi tumpang simpati tengok yang kecewa. hidup ada pasang surutnya. bawak2 sabarlah yer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hah hambek kau panjang gila tak tajuk aku? hahah. aku sekarang ada azam baru. sempena nak habis semester tahun ni kan. haha. konon lah. sungguh lah aku tak rasa macam final year student pun. bagi aku ini hanya cuma permulaan suatu perjalanan. sebab masih jauh lagi perjalanan yang perlu aku tempuhi. okay boleh tampar aku sekarang. hehe. aku dah cakap dah kalau aku update tulis melayu nanti ayat-ayat aku mesti macam nak jadi sasterawan. tapi tak mengapa. jadikan latihan. sebab kadang-kadang penulisan bahasa melayu aku makin lama makin teruk. sungguh lah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eh tak mula lagi isi karangan ni. dari tadi pendahuluan tak habis-habis kan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sebenarnya azam aku kan. aku tak kesah lah kenapa tiba-tiba aku buat azam tengah-tengah tahun pun. tak semestinya awal tahun kan. kan. okay azam aku ialah aku tak nak cari gaduh dengan sesiapa. aku dah tak nak lah nak marah-marah atau jadi pemarah. panas baran sangat. tak mau jadi malas dah. dan mulut nak kena jaga. haha. kira aku mahu buang sikap-sikap negatif yang ada dalam diri aku ni. tapi boleh ke aku berubah? well, i do changed. seriously. aku sendiri merasai perubahan diri aku sendiri. haha. poyo betul mengaku macam ni. sungguh lah. anyway the main point is aku belajar sikit-sikit untuk berubah. mana boleh nak berubah drastik kan. nanti orang lain tak dapat terima. ceh. kalau tak dapat terima aku berubah mungkin boleh pergi main jauh-jauh. huh. berlagak habis. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sebenarnya banyak benda yang berlaku sampai aku tak tahu nak cakap macam mana. hajat di hati nak je share dengan blog ni. tapi tak payah lah kan. takda siapa yang baca pun kan. tapi nak share jugak. lantak ler sapa nak baca pun. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tajuk aku yang &lt;b&gt;gembira tengok orang lain bahagia&lt;/b&gt; ialah mengenai kawan-kawan yang happy eh sekarang dengan hidup masing-masing. dapat degree untuk course yang di minta. tempat pun okay. kawan baik ada sama. takpe lah. ni rezeki korang. insyallah aku menyusul next year. dan pulak ada yang kawan aku dah kahwin rupanya. aku baru tahu. ok hampeh kan aku? dia dah ada baby lagi umur 10 bulan. haha. comel sungguh. and ada yang dapat boyfriend baru. hensem segak bergaya. eh tak? takde eh? okay silap orang lah tu. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;bagi yang aku cakap aku &lt;b&gt;tumpang simpati tengok yang kecewa&lt;/b&gt; tu. sungguh lah. kena banyak bersabar. tak semua yang kita nak tu kita boleh dapatkan. kadang-kadang apa yang Allah tetapkan tu lah yang terbaik untuk kita. sedih la kalau bukak topik ni. aku sendiri pun selalu ingatkan diri sendiri pasal ni. orang kata semua yang berlaku tu pasti ada hikmahnya. bagi aku sendiri. lepas semua yang berlaku atas diri aku. aku sendiri tak nampak lagi apa hikmahnya. tapi aku percaya ia akan ada. mungkin belum tiba masanya lagi. have a little faith with Allah and yourself. insyallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dah. tak mau lah sedih-sedih. cuba jadikan diri kita sendiri happy. tapi takde lah happy sepanjang masa kan. nanti orang kata kita gila pulak. hehe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tiada limit masa untuk kita berubah dan membuat azam baru. jadilah seorang yang ceria okay. everything will be fine, insyaAllah. *tersenyum*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5958086403267610319?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5958086403267610319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5958086403267610319&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5958086403267610319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5958086403267610319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/06/gembira-tengok-orang-lain-bahagia-tapi.html' title='gembira tengok orang lain bahagia. tapi tumpang simpati tengok yang kecewa. hidup ada pasang surutnya. bawak2 sabarlah yer.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-511724617902311564</id><published>2010-06-17T18:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T18:44:12.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><title type='text'>Boring Enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so boring. Seriously I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sv9vTz5kPWA/SWFyEaTVNjI/AAAAAAAAFL8/5Dc2wIx6bls/s400/wm-Boring+Oregon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sv9vTz5kPWA/SWFyEaTVNjI/AAAAAAAAFL8/5Dc2wIx6bls/s320/wm-Boring+Oregon.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously I can't stop laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, I gotta stop.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, don't you think it's funny?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.pbase.com/u15/harpeggio/upload/41992857.pbDSC_5675eboringOregonCity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://i.pbase.com/u15/harpeggio/upload/41992857.pbDSC_5675eboringOregonCity.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually the thing was, I kinda boring so I type out the word 'boring' in google. and this thing comes out. Really.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know this town exists.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like seriously?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boring,_Oregon"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehe sorry folks. doesn't mean to insult ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the pictures taken from Google Images. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-511724617902311564?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/511724617902311564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=511724617902311564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/511724617902311564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/511724617902311564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/06/boring-enough.html' title='Boring Enough?'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sv9vTz5kPWA/SWFyEaTVNjI/AAAAAAAAFL8/5Dc2wIx6bls/s72-c/wm-Boring+Oregon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-296648548703222953</id><published>2010-06-15T16:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T16:10:01.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><title type='text'>I Don't Need A Pair of Shoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/-AWoZmAxKxg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/-AWoZmAxKxg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's sound like that you know when I first heard it. Look at the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like why all of sudden you don't need a pair of shoe cheryl?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean once you got the love, you won't need any shoe?&lt;br /&gt;LMFAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was Cheryl Cole dancing with Derek Hough﻿ from Dancing with the Stars U.S.&lt;br /&gt;Not Leonardo﻿ DiCaprio. Mind you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-296648548703222953?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/296648548703222953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=296648548703222953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/296648548703222953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/296648548703222953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dont-need-pair-of-shoe.html' title='I Don&apos;t Need A Pair of Shoe'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-2956690991207935648</id><published>2010-06-14T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T12:39:33.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='point of views'/><title type='text'>Shoes Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am addicted to shoes. But not really a shoes collector. I always know what's new in the market. What is hot, the new design and shape, or the shoe to die for, or anything that related. Well, such a dedication for a shoes lover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the truth is the design of the shoes in the market always being copied. They said it as being inspired by. Well, that's another name for copycat another designer's design. Yeah, the copier got copied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the other hand, it must be hard for the designer to think something new and different from the one that available in the market. I know that the copyright provides cheaper alternatives. More cheaper than the original one's price. Everyone buying it, though I prefer if there are distinguishable differences. The designers should be able to make their own designs. If not, we can't call them a designer, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedailytruffle.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/knock_knock_fakes_steve_madden.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="347" src="http://thedailytruffle.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/knock_knock_fakes_steve_madden.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedailytruffle.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/prada_steve_madden_chanel_aldo-335x400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://thedailytruffle.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/prada_steve_madden_chanel_aldo-335x400.jpg" width="335" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, people will still buying though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture credit goes to thedailytruffle.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-2956690991207935648?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2956690991207935648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=2956690991207935648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2956690991207935648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2956690991207935648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/06/shoes-lover.html' title='Shoes Lover'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-6086704899969225453</id><published>2010-06-12T09:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:01:28.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><title type='text'>it's me and saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a long time since I'm blogging in English. I don't know why. I've been slacking all day long since holiday started. &lt;i&gt;pemalas sungguh&lt;/i&gt;. anyway. I think I will be blogging in both languanges.&lt;i&gt; okay tak? okay lah tu&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TA_Kx1xcoOI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/JsD7pr3ChNQ/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TA_Kx1xcoOI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/JsD7pr3ChNQ/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm not working in the semester's break, I've got alot of free time. Like seriously a lot. so then, I'm using the time to sit back and relax while reading some old magazines. Later, I decided to throw it away. &lt;i&gt;semakkan bilik je&lt;/i&gt;. and also because it's kind of too old? seriously! I still got my copy of Remaja year 2004 where Siti Nurhaliza as their cover. &lt;i&gt;dulu I peminat no.1 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;dia &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;tahu tak. dulu okay masa sebelum dia kahwin. dulu.&lt;/i&gt; so, it consider old enough for me though. But then, my mum won't let me do that. She gave me a brilliant idea which rather than throw it away, we kind like should donate it to the jumbo sale in her workplace. So then, good bye magazines. all of you. I will try to not missing you. haha. JK. But seriously, I think I had been spending about hundreds of ringgit just for the magazines. seriously. just look at this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TBLfvt8MaYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/mxtEufW5RHQ/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TBLfvt8MaYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/mxtEufW5RHQ/s320/3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a CLEO freak. still, I don't get enough of it. I only stop buying Cleo just after April 2010. There are more around the house. &lt;i&gt;malas nak cari&lt;/i&gt;. and some of the magazines I left it at along's house on purpose. hehe. I had found the solutions to recover my addiction to read magazines without spending any money by downloading it in the internet. wuhuuu. so ladies, click on &lt;a href="http://avaxhome.ws/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. eh gentlemen &lt;i&gt;pun boleh.&lt;/i&gt; but, hey they don't have Cleo magazine there. They only have magazines like Cosmopolitan. Flare, Seventeen, Elle, Elle Homes and Reader Digest. only names a few. No worries gentlemen, they also have some magazines for you there. Seriously! &lt;i&gt;bukan lah some tapi banyak sangat-sangat!! &lt;/i&gt;Happy searching for the magazines eh. &lt;i&gt;*smiling*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and maybe I should donate all these bags too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TBLei8M-8RI/AAAAAAAAAkU/vupwQEDTa10/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TBLei8M-8RI/AAAAAAAAAkU/vupwQEDTa10/s320/2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err, actually there are plenty more in the box. well, the truth is I only used a few of them. But&lt;i&gt;, sayanglah nak bagi. tapikan tak guna pun?&lt;/i&gt; huh! why it is so hard to make a decision??&lt;i&gt; bleughhh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh, by the way my auntie, &lt;i&gt;Mak Nab&lt;/i&gt; gave us a Mona Vie or Acai Berry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TBLg6xrGpPI/AAAAAAAAAkc/LJ4rXNLZBBU/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TBLg6xrGpPI/AAAAAAAAAkc/LJ4rXNLZBBU/s320/4.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is a health supplement. According to their website, this health supplement contained a delicious blend of 19 fruits, including the Brazilian açai berry, and plant sterols. and it tastes like you know all the 19 fruits blended together? &lt;i&gt;ada macam-macam rasa? &lt;/i&gt;haha. I don't know how to describe it &lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;. you should give it a try yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, about the results? don't ask me because I won't tell yaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me a break, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;saya tak handal macam kamu semua okay? kalau setakat call nak beritahu results awak gempak dan kemudian perlekehkan saya baik takyah call. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;grrrr&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-6086704899969225453?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6086704899969225453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=6086704899969225453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/6086704899969225453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/6086704899969225453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-me-and-saturday.html' title='it&apos;s me and saturday.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TA_Kx1xcoOI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/JsD7pr3ChNQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-924207820644937868</id><published>2010-06-09T03:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T04:47:36.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>no turning back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tadi borak-borak dengan Liz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;terbuka pula cerita pasal sesuatu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sesuatu yang buat aku sedih.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sesuatu yang membawa kepada kenangan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sesuatu perkara yang membawa kepada keputusan yang telah di buat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;keputusan yang yang mungkin sebenarnya aku regret kenapa aku buat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi kenapa nak menyesal kalau dah ini jalan yang aku pilih?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mungkinkah lain kali?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mungkinkah kalau ada rezeki lagi nanti? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi tak dapat dinafikan aku rindu saat-saat itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi hanya selepas 8 bulan selepas keputusan itu dibuat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dah tak ada makna nak menyesal dah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hidup perlu di teruskan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so the conclusion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there is no turning back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;keep moving yaww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, lupa nak beritahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesuatu itu ialah kenangan di bawah ini;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2009/05/trip-ke-muar.html"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2009/05/trip-ke-muar.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/rindu.html"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2009/07/mms-minggu-mesra-siswai.html"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2009/10/aku-dan-kenangan.html"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-924207820644937868?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/924207820644937868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=924207820644937868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/924207820644937868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/924207820644937868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/06/rindu.html' title='no turning back.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-3357175643529959121</id><published>2010-06-08T05:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T03:17:49.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>di subuh hari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jnt3jfxnVpI/S_FlIClNn5I/AAAAAAAAA4w/RgFV8m1k1_4/s400/nice+blogger+awards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jnt3jfxnVpI/S_FlIClNn5I/AAAAAAAAA4w/RgFV8m1k1_4/s400/nice+blogger+awards.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;walaupun dalam realitinya bukan lah nice blogger pun, but still nak tampal kat blog ini jugak. haha. sumpah lah boring stay kat rumah. sumpah lah jugak rasa merana merasa takda laptop dah dekat 2 minggu ni. asyik merempat je bila nak online. kejap pakai laptop abah. pastu abah marah terus sorokkan taknak bagi aku guna dah. pastu terhegeh kat desktop uda. then ni gedik nak pakai laptop uda pulak. semua ni pasal kau lah angah.&amp;nbsp; pffff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;kali ni buat tag lagi. yuhuu! suka sebab boleh mengisi masa lapang supaya jadi sempit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;okay, let's start babeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) Ape yang bermain di fikiran u allz sekarang?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;kenapa lah mesti setiap kali cuti sem aku mesti jadi insomniac maniac. ughh dah pukul 5 pagi tak bole tido jugak! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2)Apakah nama samaran u allz&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;N.A.W, ieqa, kaka, tqah, nor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3)Berikan 3 orang yang u allz sayang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;families, friends and enemies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4)Panggilan untuk si dia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;siapa dia? tak kenal ah. cuba mention nama sikit lain kali. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5)Hadiah yang u allz impikan dari seseorang yang istimewa?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;nak kereta vw beetle warna kuning, please? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6)Blog mana yang u allz suke visit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;semua blog yg wujud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7)Tag kan kepada 15 orang rakan blogger u allz?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;errr. sapa nak amek lah. FOC jeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;alahhh. dah habis. eh tak lah, ada lagi satu. meh layankan. zass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.what is your full name?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.A.W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.when is your birthday?  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;21st Oct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.what is your daddy's name?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.what is your mum's name?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.how many siblings do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.where do you live?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.your favourite colour?  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black, white and go greeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.still studying?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harus dan wajib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.do you have a bestfriend?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who doesn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.do you love them?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. haha. larik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11.pop or jazz?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12.chicken or beef?  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13.coke or 100 plus?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14.what brand is your purse?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk Teddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15.how much do you have in your wallet right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entah. tak kira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.high heels or flat? &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;heels. okay tipu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17.skirts or jeans?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeans forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18.shirt or blouse?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depends on the occasions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19.watch or bracelet?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20.favourite watch's brand?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.U.M equipment. dah tiga tahun pakai =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21.do you have boyfriend?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22.did you love him?  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23.did you ever kiss him?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no such things lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24.facebook or myspace?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25.what is your dream? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;capai impian sendiri yang tak tercapai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoooo! done dua tag dari &lt;a href="http://syimahanifah.blogspot.com/"&gt;syima&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;suka suka suka. lain kali tag lagi. &lt;i&gt;*smiling*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-3357175643529959121?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3357175643529959121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=3357175643529959121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3357175643529959121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3357175643529959121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/06/di-subuh-hari.html' title='di subuh hari'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jnt3jfxnVpI/S_FlIClNn5I/AAAAAAAAA4w/RgFV8m1k1_4/s72-c/nice+blogger+awards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-2957347497810050620</id><published>2010-06-07T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T03:09:37.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spider a web'/><title type='text'>Pengembaraan N.A dan Liz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hi everyone, how's your weekend?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*ceh perasan sungguh ada ramai nak baca blog ni kan* haha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMARAN : INI ADALAH ENTRY PALING PANJANG! phewww. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway, banyak benda/perkara berlaku hujung minggu ni. entah tak tahu nak start macam mana. eughh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, kita start. Pengembaraan N.A adalah with her long lost best friend; Liz. haha. adventure habis sebab I adalah tourist guide yang hampes sebab tak ingat jalan sampai kitaorang sesat. ya, sampai entah mana-mana lah liz drive. dia sabar jek lah dengan I ni kan. luckily dia seorang yang penyabar. ehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAvN3oiXwdI/AAAAAAAAAjk/bxUt27fg7-M/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAvN3oiXwdI/AAAAAAAAAjk/bxUt27fg7-M/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;bersama I ialah Liz. kami sudah berkawan untuk hampir 15 tahun. okay lama tak? lama tak? haha. I sendiri tak sangka lama gila. walau dah pindah sekolah, pindah rumah, pindah negeri pun masih contact dengan I. terharu lah sebenarnya. dah lama dah tak jumpa dia tau sejak dia bermastautin di shah alam yang tercinta tu kan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAvOA1ozmII/AAAAAAAAAjo/ER03lz_JxnY/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAvOA1ozmII/AAAAAAAAAjo/ER03lz_JxnY/s320/2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dulu masa darjah-darjah lagi, tinggi I sama dengan dia. then now I dah stop meninggi lah rasanya that's why dia lebih tinggi dan I rasa sangat pendek jalan sebelah dia. like seriously pendek. haha. but it's okay though, rezeki masing-masing kan. &lt;i&gt;*smiling*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAvOY3TzPUI/AAAAAAAAAjw/x6YeOflAZYE/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAvOY3TzPUI/AAAAAAAAAjw/x6YeOflAZYE/s320/4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;actually plan untuk hang outs bersama-sama adalah tak berplan. kitaorang jalan-jalan tanpa arah tuju sebenarnya. I temankan Liz shopping habis-habisan kat DP. then penat jalan bersiar-siar. tak tahu nak lunch kat mana. akhirnya, McD juga pilihan hati. tapi mak oi ramai tak boleh blah kat dalam McD tu. masa kat McD tu lah banyak betul drama berlaku. I tukang cop tempat sebab Liz awal-awal masuk terus nak que beli. lapar sangat agaknya. haha. then I cop tempat kat luar.&amp;nbsp; datang pulak seorang salesman A ni promote barang. I dengar diam-diam je. lepas dia habis baru I kata tak nak beli. hah, amek lah nak sangat cakap tadi kan. haha. jahat kan. kemudian masa makan pun ada gak salesman B datang promote benda yang sama. adoi. makan kat McD ni weh bukan kat warung. tapi dengan salesman B ni 'menarik'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;salesman B : sori ganggu adik, nak beli buku x?? saya jual buku 'blablabla'. bagus ni. beli lah buku saya. kami jual murah sebab tengah ada promosi. lepas ni dah balik harga asal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Liz : buku apa tu bang?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;salesman B : ni buku 'blablabla'. kat kedai takda ni. spesial edition tau dik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Liz : takpe lah bang, saya tak nak beli.&lt;i&gt; *lebih kurang lah*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salesman B : tak nak ke dik? buku ni bagus dik. cd ni pun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Liz : tak pe lah bang.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salesman B : ok lah. ni awak belajar mana ni?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Liz : saya kat U#. dia pulak &lt;i&gt;*tunjuk kat I*&lt;/i&gt; kat U#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salesman B : kos apa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Liz : saya ****. dan dia &lt;i&gt;*tunjuk I lagi* &lt;/i&gt;pulak ****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salesman B : oh. &lt;i&gt;*angguk-angguk*&lt;/i&gt; abang dulu belajar kat &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michigan University&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. tahu kat mana?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Liz : kat mana tu bang?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I : *tau tapi diam je*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salesman B :&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Michigan University&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ni ka&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;t &lt;b&gt;USA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. dulu abang ambik &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Civil Engineering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; *cakap dengan kuatnya sambil nada nak membangga diri. ada chinese man kat belakang dia siap tertoleh lagi. oh please lah!!!*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Liz : ye ke bang?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I : habis kenapa jual buku? &lt;i&gt;*hah, amek kau!*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salesman B : &lt;i&gt;*muka sedikit bengang* &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sebab saya tak nak kerja kat bawah orang&lt;/span&gt;. nak tahu kenapa orang ### boleh berjaya? sebab mereka kerja sendiri. &lt;i&gt;*adalah apa entah dia merepek lagi*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Liz : abang kerja syarikat apa ni? tak macam MLM ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salesman B : eh tak. MLM tu tipu je. blablabla &lt;i&gt;*macam sensored je nak cerita kat sini*&lt;/i&gt; eh adik orang mana ni?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Liz : kami orang Muar bang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salesman B : &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;eh, kenapa makan kat McD DP? tadi bukan cakap orang muar ke? apa muar takde McD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*kami : gaspp, terdiam gilaaaa! what the hell lah weh?????*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Liz : eh abang ni. kitaorang jalan-jalan kat sini lah. ni saja je makan kat sini. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salesman B : oh. ah oklah. abang gerak dulu lah yer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Liz : ok bang, selamat menjual. bye &lt;i&gt;*haha, gila baik punya statement*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;____&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lepas salesman B tu pergi, Liz pun bukak cerita. I ingat I je yang terasa abang tu a bit membangga diri nak mamp. Liz pun rasa gak. okay, perasan tak dialog kat atas Liz je yang berbual dia? tengok balik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, the truth is salesman B tu langsung tak pandang muka I!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like seriously, dia macam alergik tengok perempuan bersaiz macam I agaknya. damn, I don't know why. I nak menyampuk perbualan tu tak jadi sebab dia langsung tak nak pandang I masa dia duduk mempromote tuh. bukan lah terhegeh nak suruh dia pandang. tapi I dah biasa kalau cakap dengan orang, I akan tenung mata orang tuh. ini adab bercakap lah weh. adab? tak belajar adab? cara komunikasi berkesan pun tak tahu ke weh? sebab tu kau tak boleh jual pun buku. memang salesman B tu pandang Liz je. obvious lah weh kau tak suka. I beritahu kat Liz. dia pun perasan. that's why dia asyik mention I masa salesman B tu tanya U apa, kos apa tuh. Liz pun cakap salesman B tu kurang ajar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;errk. apa yang kami dapat dari perbualan tu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;salesman B &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; over confident &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; cakap biar kuat biar satu McD dengar &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; dulu study engineering &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;oh study kat michigan university. USA tu weh. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; tak mainlah kerja bawah orang? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; bagus jual buku / direct selling ni &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;=&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ambik supply buku dari sape? bukan bos ko yg supply materials tu semua? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; MLM tu tipu. kena guna orang bawah &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;strike&gt;company kau&lt;/strike&gt;. eh silap company kau kerja tu bukan kau tu sendiri orang bawah jugak ke? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; macam sial jugak kau ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha. sekian persamaan yang mampu dibuat. harap maklum lah. saya budak math. semua benda kena ada kira-kira. haha. penipu gilaaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by the way, itu baru suku dari pengembaraan N.A &amp;amp; Liz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lepas makan McD tu kitaorang pergi karaoke. sebetulnya, Liz ajak main bowling. I taknak sebab tak geti? lagi pun nanti kena pakai kasut yang disediakan = euwww? like seriously? haha. then ajak tengok wayang cerita lagenda budak setan? errr? taknak minat tengok wayang? banyak songeh okay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAvOLTtrq4I/AAAAAAAAAjs/7mT56kvtQaA/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAvOLTtrq4I/AAAAAAAAAjs/7mT56kvtQaA/s320/3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eh macam banyak kali betul suka posing macam tu pegang mic. haha. abaikan. and thanks &lt;a href="http://suhailaanuar.blogspot.com/"&gt;sue&lt;/a&gt; sebab beritahu tempat tu. memang I tak pernah pergi lah bangunan tu. okay lah hampeh habis, memang dah lama tak pergi lepak situ. eh, sejak bila lak I selalu lepak situ entah. tipu betul. haha. Liz lah ni. sebab Liz tak habis-habis cakap I orang situ. hello, 1 sem je kat situ okay? tak sempat nak master lagi jalan-jalan sana.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gambar itu jek lah yang sempat ambik. sebab guna hp je. oklah panjang berjela entry ni. menyampah nanti orang nak baca pulak kan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapikan, masa balik pulak kat tempat parking lagi lawak. nak bayar duit kt mesin autopark tu. masa tu kosong je. kitaorang je. I dah sediakan rm4 sebab tahu parking lama sangat. Liz pulak confident kata eh tak payah banyak-banyak. so I simpan balik separuh duit tadi. but, in the end. kena rm6.50 okay. dua-dua macam kena electric shock masa naik escalator pulak. isk. isk. nak bayar tapi mesin tu asyik keluarkan balik duit tu. melayang-layang duit jatuh. macam orang kaya okay. okay lama rupanya proses bayar. hampeh. Liz siap cakap kat orang belakang "kejap eh, sambil sengih-sengih". I pulak tak pandang sebab busy dengan duit jatuh. habis bayar tu toleh belakang tengok hah amek kau sekali 8 orang dah beratur. terus rasa malu buat muka comel gerak pergi. heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan masa balik Muar, kat lebuhraya AMJ, ada kereta honda civic ni nak flirt dengan Liz. memang tak boleh blah. kitaorang macam dalam cerita fast &amp;amp; furious. hahah. dan masa tu I kena balik cepat sebab parents dah bebel sebab lama gila I keluar. macam-macam lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;phewww, what a day kan Liz? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;penat tak baca? haha. thanks for reading it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gotta do it again in the future. *smiling*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tidak mahu tergesa-gesa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cuma rasa masanya akan tiba,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tidak mahu meninggi diri,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cuma mahukan yang serata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tidak mahu merasa sakit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cuma biarlah berpengalaman,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tidak mengapa bukan sekarang,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cuma mahu pada masa hadapan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ikhlas dari ; N.A.W, 4 Jun 2010, 2230&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-8368619701566326658?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8368619701566326658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=8368619701566326658&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8368619701566326658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8368619701566326658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/06/menanti.html' title='menanti'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-3626889210404054326</id><published>2010-06-04T08:08:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T08:08:00.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='point of views'/><title type='text'>shut the island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I duduk rumah memang hari-hari penuh dengan entertainment. well selepas minus all the kerja-kerja rumah. haha. sepatutnya tak penuh hiburan lah kan. erkk. okay, tak kelakar langsung. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually, I want to write a review about Shutter Island. I had watched it a long time ago. tak de lah lama sangat. tapi last month lah. during earlier of may. tapi baru ni nak tulis. sebab tadi tertengok iklan dia. lepas tu baru teringat dah tengok rupanya. haha. memang sengal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jammer5spolyrant.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/shutter_island.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://jammer5spolyrant.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/shutter_island.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, when I first watched the film, i got no idea how this film could be. because I haven't notice about it earlier. the advertisement or anything. or that's me that too ignorant. I don't know. I not really peka dengan new films. and not really fanatic about going to cinema also. sebab dah biasa tengok films kat rumah. Anyway, the film's start quite boring. really boring. eughh. masa tu tak faham kenapa angah nak sangat tengok cerita ni. tapi tengok je sebab tu tengah boring. dah tengok lagi boring lah gak. however, it quite interesting when it's come to the middle of the play. I love the twisted plot. I can't understand why people seems can't understand about it. It's kind of simple. I can guess what and why it happened correctly. &lt;i&gt;*ceh, berlagak*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, about the synopsis about this film is set in 1954, U.S. Marshal Teddy Daniels is investigating the disappearance of a murderess who escaped from a hospital for the criminally insane and is presumed to be hiding on the remote Shutter Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I copied from &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1130884/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; Haha. I'm not the one who likely to tell very detailed about the story, though. You can googled it right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the preview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HYVrHkYoY80&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HYVrHkYoY80&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, I am just weird. dah tengok film ni baru nak tengok trailer. and yeah. this film contained too much talking rather than actions. It's more to&amp;nbsp;psychodrama or psychological thriller. sounds boring? well, get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*smiling*&lt;/i&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/1303387553518840406-3626889210404054326?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3626889210404054326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=3626889210404054326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3626889210404054326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3626889210404054326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/06/shut-island.html' title='shut the island'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-2050358453841602595</id><published>2010-06-03T04:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T04:59:48.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='point of views'/><title type='text'>Running In Heels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvYR4UH_l_Q/SwzgWNsvA7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ngBoBi1TPek/s1600/key_art_running_in_heels.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvYR4UH_l_Q/SwzgWNsvA7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ngBoBi1TPek/s400/key_art_running_in_heels.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am excited. baru je lepas tengok kat E! channel terus teruja habeh nak cerita pasal ni. like seriously memang teruja habis. I don't know why but I love it. okay, tahulah dah lama aired tapi baru tadi dapat tengok first episode. then ni terus google kat internet. konon balas dendam tengok tv lah katakan. haha. &lt;i&gt;*abaikan*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you notice this reality television show has the similarity with this film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stdweb.benchama.ac.th/bm94/601/04/prada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" src="http://stdweb.benchama.ac.th/bm94/601/04/prada.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the difference? "The Devil Wears Prada" only has 'Andy' as their intern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemalogue.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/06/FOX_DWP-99.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://www.cinemalogue.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/06/FOX_DWP-99.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is Andy. well, in case you forgot. or you haven't seen the movie yet. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the other hands, the "Running In Heels" have three interns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatwilliweartoday.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/running-in-heels.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://whatwilliweartoday.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/running-in-heels.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;From the left Ashley Gosik, Talita Silva and Samantha Dezur.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought "RIH" was same like the other directed reality programmed. But the real things was they once supposed to be a documentary style show about Marie Claire with their interns but it ended up to be something like 'The Apprentice'. They actually were compething with each other to get that job. And the winner was Talita Silva.&lt;br /&gt;well done, girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's cool though to get an internship in the famous publishing/magazine company. you will get to meet up with alot of people. Like celebrities, the well known or rising fashion designers, all the gorgeous supermodels and the most important things is you are among the first to know what's in the fashion today. Eh not to forget all the experienced editors from all the levels. &lt;i&gt;*terus berangan nak kerja macam ni jugak*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I've learned a new word though. It was the "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;frenemy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;". I've never thought about that. It's a familiar situation where you are friend with someone and for all this time you just pretending to be. Actually you are the real enemy. tett. sounds fantastic! &lt;i&gt;*macam musuh dalam selimut*. &lt;/i&gt;But I thought it was called backstabber eh? &lt;i&gt;*sarcastic*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever! I'm happy right now. let's hope it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*smiling*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;inherit&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-2050358453841602595?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2050358453841602595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=2050358453841602595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2050358453841602595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2050358453841602595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/06/running-in-heels.html' title='Running In Heels'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvYR4UH_l_Q/SwzgWNsvA7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ngBoBi1TPek/s72-c/key_art_running_in_heels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-3901547895323509800</id><published>2010-05-31T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T11:36:59.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'>randomly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;A person who never made a mistake never tried anything new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span class="bodybold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sangat bermakna ayat kat atas ni bagi aku. ibarat ayat nak sedapkan hati sendiri. tapi terang lagi bersuluh kalau tak buat kesilapan, kau takkan tau langit tu tinggi mana, tanah rendah mana. aku selalu cakap dengan diri aku sendiri kalau tak rasa susah, aku takkan hargai semua benda ni. tapi masih aku kadang-kadang kurang sabar. aku kalau boleh nak semua benda tu sempurna. yes. i am a perfectionist. tapi tak boleh sebab hidup aku sendiri kurang sempurna. so i've to bear with it. susah sebenarnya nak sedapkan hati sendiri. kadang-kadang mulut je cakap boleh terima. tapi hati? takda siapa yang tahu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;manusia semua sama. kat luar mulut semua manis, kat depan cakap baik tapi kat dalam hati tu no one can guess. diri sendiri jek lah yang tahu. tak. ini bukan pasal sesiapa. aku hanya menulis secara random. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku rasa nak mula muntahkan segala thoughts in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; i'm too full with it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm sick with it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-3901547895323509800?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3901547895323509800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=3901547895323509800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3901547895323509800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3901547895323509800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/05/randomly.html' title='randomly'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-7012394246971990772</id><published>2010-05-30T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T03:07:24.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>10 perkara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku akui aku dah lama tak curah fikiran dalam blog ni. dah macam tak best nak blog bila aku asyik fikir nak jaga hati orang lain. tiba-tiba aku dah malas nak jaga. kau jaga sendiri jek lah boleh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan aku takde mood nak update blog. sebab nak jaga hati orang lah. habis hati aku sapa yang jaga?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku malas dah nak tulis entry ni guna english. sebab aku rasa bila kau baca dalam bm kau akan rasa lebih makan dalam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; malas juga nak aktif fesbuk biar je berhabuk. sebab kau ada dalam tu jugak. tapi sebenarnya aku macam tak online tapi hakikatnya tiap-tiap hari aku online semata nak main cafe world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;malas dah nak pegang phone. mesej berlambak masuk. haram satu pun aku tak reply. serious aku, aku tak paham kenapa aku macam nak reply tapi aku tangguh. so in the end memang aku takkan reply. so baik kalau nak contact aku kena call lah. tapi kena tahan sabar lah sebab aku memang takde selalu / dekat dengan phone. kalau aku angkat tu kira kau manusia paling bertuah lah minit tuh. dan juga aku dah lama tak topup since habis final exams. jadi kebarangkalian aku nak reply mesej adalah zero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku tengah fikir untuk luahkan perasaan mengenai "friends for benefits" dalam blog ni. tapi sumpah nanti ramai yang makan dalam dengan aku. dah lah kau baca blog aku dalam diam. pastu tak nak tegur aku pun kat luar. cet. gila boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;abang aku kata kat aku jangan baik sangat dengan orang. dia suruh aku pentingkan diri. secara kias atau madah aku tak sure tapi aku paham inti pati dia. dia cakap dia memang seorang yang pentingkan diri. dengan itu dia boleh berjaya. macam sekarang mungkin? tapi aku tak paham. dulu sejak kecik aku selalu berfikiran kalau jadi baik hati kan perkara jadi lebih berkat. tapi things turn otherwise. manusia sekarang semua pentingkan diri. even kalau kau tak, ada orang lain yang akan. so aku dah start pentingkan diri mulai semalam. sebab pasal kau, aku dah macam bertelingkah dengan mak aku. entah. aku confuse. dan sorry sebab tak dapat tolong. even aku pentingkan diri tapi aku simpati. aku tak tahu nak terangkan macam mana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hari ni paling macam entah hape-hape. aku boleh pulak tertinggal beg kat rumah abang aku. laptop aku pulak abang aku pinjam. habis aku balik rumah berlenggang kangkung. gila rasa kehilangan bila takde laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kalau kau tak tahu atau meh sini aku bagi tahu. aku dah private kan semua gambar aku kat facebook. err, kecuali gambar profile je yang tak. kalau kau rasa kau rapat dengan aku dan nak tengok boleh je request kat aku. sebab pasal ada lah seseorang ni yang annoying sangat bagi aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan aku macam menyampah lah dengan manusia-manusia yang kat fesbuk sekarang ni.&amp;nbsp; eh bukan macam. tapi memang. so that's why aku rasa baik aku tak yah aktif fesbuk kot. mungkin blog juga. tengoklah nanti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-7012394246971990772?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7012394246971990772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=7012394246971990772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7012394246971990772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7012394246971990772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/05/10-perkara.html' title='10 perkara'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-3503487270133674220</id><published>2010-05-27T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T05:10:48.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>masa terluang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;memandangkan aku banyak masa terluang bawah dan bawah ini lah hasil nya. hohoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tengah boring so draw guna photoshop.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S_1hW3n1qaI/AAAAAAAAAhc/PGXM88jaBIM/s1600/sunny+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S_1hW3n1qaI/AAAAAAAAAhc/PGXM88jaBIM/s320/sunny+day.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;inspirasi dari tengok lukisan&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mugglesam.com/"&gt;mugglesam&lt;/a&gt;. suka tengok bella and sophia. nanti nak baby macam mereka lah. heheh. eh nak tahu ape kena click sendiri. hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S_7fkDCKQrI/AAAAAAAAAhg/1DPtFJhLrW8/s1600/header.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S_7fkDCKQrI/AAAAAAAAAhg/1DPtFJhLrW8/s320/header.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;memang dasar tak de kerja kan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oklah, buat yang tengah intersesi dan kerja tu buat elok-elok okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lalalala~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-3503487270133674220?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3503487270133674220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=3503487270133674220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3503487270133674220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3503487270133674220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/05/masa-terluang.html' title='masa terluang'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S_1hW3n1qaI/AAAAAAAAAhc/PGXM88jaBIM/s72-c/sunny+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-8414039555557989675</id><published>2010-05-25T03:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T04:03:02.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>i had visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S_rVW2UrnZI/AAAAAAAAAhA/_NG1u4i3Ixg/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="45" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S_rVW2UrnZI/AAAAAAAAAhA/_NG1u4i3Ixg/s400/2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hehe. i am wondering whom this might be. so you do search my blog through the internet and well done. you found the right place, darling. *click for enlarge image.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S_rWFkpgUXI/AAAAAAAAAhE/3zBOPf-uIrE/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="37" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S_rWFkpgUXI/AAAAAAAAAhE/3zBOPf-uIrE/s400/1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;as for this fellow anonymous visitor, you do not annoy me darling. i am just wondering. that's all. and it's directed.&amp;nbsp; it's like you had known / visited my blog before. *click for enlarge image.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;takpe lah. mungkin awak tersesat kan. tiba-tiba termasuk blog ni. haha. *sarcastic* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh, by the way i do have visitors from london. twice a week during last month kot. if i'm not mistaken lah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i don't really know what you might read, what you might think of me and what you might saw through my crap writings. and i do need to know. would you mind to share with me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;drop me a comment or two. introduce yourself. well, we might have a wonderful friendship ahead. well, maybe. *smile* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ahh, thanks for visiting. do come again next time. *smiling*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*if you want to see perempuan gedik-gedik, sini bukan tempatnya. okay. syuh syuhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: 15px;"&gt;I'm doing "tagged" again. not from anyone. baca kat blog sapa ntah ada. so let's try it out. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Instructions;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Put your iTunes on shuffle or any music library list ( eg. WMP, Winamp, Real Player and etc)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. You must write the song name no matter how silly it sounds.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;F SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celine Dion - Beauty and the beast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*haha.motiff???*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linkin Park - High voltage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*LOL*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bryan Adams -&amp;nbsp;(everything I do) I Do It for You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*ohh really??*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3OH!3 - Starstrukk (feat. Katy Perry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*entah. takde lah camtu.haha*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rossa - Pudar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*iyelah hidup aku makin pudar agaknye. :( *&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eminem - We Made You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*alamak. based on true story ke apa ni.*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peterpan - aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*err?ntah*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sheila On 7 - Betapa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*OMG. OMG. wwhyy is it soo true? urgghh*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soulja Boy - Kiss Me Thru The Phone feat Sammie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*what theee?*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;John Legend -&amp;nbsp;Green Light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*ceh.lagu takde faedah ni buat ape*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mandy Moore - Extraordinary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*WOW. i guess so :)*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hugh Grant and Haley Bennett -&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Way Back Into Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*no comment*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Britney Spears - Womanizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*wah wah wah*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andra &amp;amp; The Back Bone -&amp;nbsp;Sempurna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*nobody perfect, though.*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Usher - Love In This Club (Feat Young Jeezy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*ILY too parents*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Black Eyed Peas - I Gotta Feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*gila tak agak ni*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;UNIC - Selawat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*errr?*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One Republic - Stop And Stare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*boleh lah*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peter Pan - Kita Tertawa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*true. i love to laugh!*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;siti nordiana &amp;amp; syura - bakawali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*LOL*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;W&lt;b&gt;HAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David Cook - The Time of My Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*well, i guess it's happening now :( *&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hilary Duff - fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*err do you mean i fly? fly high in the sky? LOL*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Letto - Sampai Nanti Sampai Mati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*wowwwwww*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Padi - Beri Aku Arti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*entah serious tak pernah dgr lagu ni.harap je ade*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mocca - I Remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*haihh. kenangan memang selalu menyedihkan. :( *&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mocca - Secret admire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*haa? married to my own secret admire ke? LOL*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pitbull Feat. Lil Jon -&amp;nbsp;Krazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*eh takut jadi gila ke?*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coldplay Viva La Vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*entah tak paham*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Radja - BBC (Benci Bilang Cinta)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*hahahahah*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kenny G - The Wedding Song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*err. kenapa eh? gila tak paham.*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Melly Goeslow feat Kris Dayanti - Cinta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*waahh. i love doing tagged*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-1954648678876210016?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1954648678876210016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=1954648678876210016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1954648678876210016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1954648678876210016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/05/cinta-dan-cinta.html' title='Cinta dan Cinta'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-296932036704927401</id><published>2010-05-20T05:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T05:24:45.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'>bring me to life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;ohh snap. i'm back to the old cuti semester lifestyle yang di mana I akan tidur bila siang and akan berjaga pada malam hari. hishhh. tak best sungguh. ingatkan dah bole berubah kali ni. damn lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;fuh. ieqa. back to the title, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think you should know the situation when someone is recovering from their past and bad experience(s), they tend to be crazy a little bit, hoover in here and there. macam orang tak betul kan. suka termenung. love to be alone. they keep thinking over and over again about their problem. and in the mean time, they are hoping for the solution of their problem. bla bla bla and so on. okay malas nak describe sebab rasa benda ini adalah common.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;well, like in my previous entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;hidup ini memang adalah satu pilihan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;. bila dah buat keputusan tu, be strong okeh. sebab memang kena kuatkan semangat. tetapkan hati dan kuatkan iman. biasalah syaitan memang suka main-mainkan perasaan manusia. so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;please be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;dan kalau ikut quote ini,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #2a1a1a;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Happiness Depends Upon Ourselves - Aristotle"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;kita adalah apa yang kita fikirkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;. kebahagian bergantung kepada diri kita sendiri . tetapi kalau dah diri sendiri sudah set your mind about something could be the worst, well it turned out to be like that. maka ubah gaya pemikiran juga adalah langkah yang seterusnya. while thinking positive, akan memberi diri satu sinar harapan yang baru. you'll get what i mean. bila minda cuba fikirkan yang terbaik dan positif, hati dan perasaan juga akan bertindak balas. dan ia saling berkait rapat. maka lagi sekali, beware of what are you thinking for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;maka maka berapa banyak kali dah maka, dengan itu, hopefully, it will bring you back to the life you should be. no worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-296932036704927401?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/296932036704927401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=296932036704927401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/296932036704927401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/296932036704927401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/05/bring-me-to-life.html' title='bring me to life'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-506970940902799234</id><published>2010-05-18T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T03:32:10.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>hidup ini adalah suatu pilihan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no matter what happened. no matter how're you hiding, no matter how long are you&amp;nbsp;grieving.&amp;nbsp;it won't changed. and it will never changed. mind you, ieqa. huishh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what it is call. but rasa nya I tengah mengalami satu fasa di mana I rasa macam tengah mentally ill. It's like everything from the past keep haunting me. rasa macam tak boleh nak bernafas. sesak sangat. rasa macam beban jatuh kat kepala. It started sejak in between final exams weeks. seksa sangat. but I've tried not to keep emosi dari mengawal diri ni.&amp;nbsp;I've tried so hard until my mom tegur kenapa I nampak serabai? eh? seriously. bila hati tengah tak tenang, otak tengah berperang dengan pelbagai issues, mana ada hati nak make up berhias segala kan? so pertanyaan tu sentap lah okay. okay,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maka, i've decided yang i should make a choice either to leave it or to keep it. membuat keputusan kepada beberapa pilihan memang perkara yang selalu terjadi dalam hidup. semua benda pun boleh jadi dilemma. macam contoh you lapar tengah-tengah malam ni tapi you dah mengantuk gila. so you nak pergi masak maggi or you nak tido je dengan perut kosong tu?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;see? benda kecik diperbesarkan. benda besar buat-buat macam tak nampak dah. anyway, big credit untuk liz for the example made up. haha. thanx babe. you made my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p / s : i'm not writing it clearly about my intention, though. It depends on how you want to interpret it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-506970940902799234?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/506970940902799234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=506970940902799234&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/506970940902799234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/506970940902799234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/05/hidup-ini-adalah-suatu-pilihan.html' title='hidup ini adalah suatu pilihan'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-4968365509243497738</id><published>2010-05-15T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T15:08:20.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'>do you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" There are those among us who are blessed with the power to save what is loved by another,&amp;nbsp;but powerless to use this blessing for love themselves. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia Keys , Try Sleeping With A Broken Heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-4968365509243497738?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/4968365509243497738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=4968365509243497738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/4968365509243497738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/4968365509243497738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-you.html' title='do you?'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5681640996310716654</id><published>2010-05-13T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T04:01:52.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><title type='text'>streaming with streamyx</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got alot of&amp;nbsp;TV&amp;nbsp;shows to be catch up this holiday (00")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S-sH7Dd8VBI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GQohgeSlUgs/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S-sH7Dd8VBI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GQohgeSlUgs/s320/2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S-sH9uXotYI/AAAAAAAAAgI/820DsUNjwfc/s1600/3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S-sH9uXotYI/AAAAAAAAAgI/820DsUNjwfc/s320/3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S-sIAGUPKnI/AAAAAAAAAgM/7koq_mkt9OM/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S-sIAGUPKnI/AAAAAAAAAgM/7koq_mkt9OM/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't care, don't wanna know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just let me be in this world of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5681640996310716654?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5681640996310716654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5681640996310716654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5681640996310716654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5681640996310716654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/05/streaming-with-streamyx.html' title='streaming with streamyx'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S-sH7Dd8VBI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GQohgeSlUgs/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-1885178151490256579</id><published>2010-05-12T20:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:43:41.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><title type='text'>the apple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hot issue of stolen/found of prototype new generation I-phone 4Gs is soooo cool!&amp;nbsp;macam drama tv lah weh.  hebat. orang gizmodo memang pantas dan gigih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UKfQXpG2YCk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UKfQXpG2YCk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s : nak kumpul duit beli I-phone. (^^)&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/1303387553518840406-1885178151490256579?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1885178151490256579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=1885178151490256579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1885178151490256579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1885178151490256579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/05/apple.html' title='the apple'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-4005793949360501383</id><published>2010-05-12T03:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T03:18:12.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>ikut logik bukan keji</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately I've been thinking about this quote.&amp;nbsp;It keep playing on my mind over times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" jangan di ikutkan kata hati &amp;nbsp;nanti mati,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kalau ikut rasa kelak nanti akan binasa "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi dua perkara ini lah yang selalu di guna dalam kehidupan seharian. tapi kadang-kadang tak boleh guna gak. dulu masa minggu final exams sangat memenatkan. Otak dah kena perah dan tekanan perasaan menjadi-jadi. tidur dah lah tak cukup lepas tu bila tidur asyik mimpi diri atas gunung. pandang bawah ada laut terbentang luas. dan rasa nak terjun right away. takde fikir panjang dah. macam nak bunuh diri cepat-cepat. mimpi kalau tak saiko kan diri sendiri memang tak sah. anyway, mimpi macam tu dah takde dah. mungkin sekarang dah habis final, emosi lebih tenang maka mimpi tu terus berhenti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;heh. apa kaitan dengan ikut kata bagai tu dengan masa final exams?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;entah. tiba-tiba nak selitkan. takde motif apa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maka kesimpulan yang I dapat di buat ialah kena fikir mengikut logik dan guna otak. sebetulnya kalau di layankan perasaan pasal masalah, sampai bila pun takkan selesai. lepas tu terus rasa macam nak isi semua masalah yang ada dalam kotak dan buang kat tengah-tengah laut. dengan harapan lah masalah tu akan hilang. dan perasaan sakit hati akan pudar. tak kan lah kan.&amp;nbsp;Oh come on, ieqa. stop lying for the god sake. problems won't go away by itself. buat lah apa, lari lah mana pun, masalah akan tetap ada dan kejar. betul tak? actually, quote kat atas tu yang I terfikir setiap kali rasa give up bila buat latihan yang how could I done that? rasa amazing kat diri sendiri sebab eh hari tu bole buat but then bila nak buat balik tak ingat dah. yeah, I'm weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh ya, petang tadi ada jiran I tegur I. dia kirim surat keahlian parti politik pada my parents. Then she ask kenapa I ada kat rumah? heh. pelik ke kalau I balik rumah? bukan selalu ke I balik? haha. then ada ke dia ajak I daftar masuk parti politik tu. dah tu dengan sepantas kilat I jawab I tak cukup umur lagi lah. muahahah. perasan muda baru 20 tahun kot? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p / s : I've changed my style of writing. Instead of using 'aku' bila tulis melayu, I'm using " I " as kata ganti diri. sedap sikit mata membaca kot?&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/1303387553518840406-4005793949360501383?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/4005793949360501383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=4005793949360501383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/4005793949360501383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/4005793949360501383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/05/ikut-logik-bukan-keji.html' title='ikut logik bukan keji'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-6159653808331373713</id><published>2010-04-28T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T04:39:28.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='point of views'/><title type='text'>why the sky is blue?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, I broke my promise not to blog during final exams but, my bad. I just can't left this blog alone, lonely and boring like that. I just can't! I am in a good conditions. Still healing from the pain. Decided to stay at home. And last night, I watched the " A Walk To Remember" for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e1/A_Walk_To_Remember_Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e1/A_Walk_To_Remember_Poster.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Read my line once again. That was my first time. I never had the chance to watch this film before. And I did it yesterday. And it was so wonderful.&amp;nbsp; It has everything: love, romance, action, sorrow, and happiness. Jamie and Landon create a miracle. Landon lacks faith in himself, in the wonder of life and in God. Jamie has the faith that Landon lacks. She develops faith in him, and he then finds faith in himself. Shane West and Mandy Moore have wonderful chemistry together, and it shows. It makes you feel like you want to become a better person, and not be so selfish, self-centered, and makes you realize that there more important things in life. I am not writing the synopsis though. You got to watch for yourself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enjoy this song during the play in the film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;object height="525" width="873"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ofeDruIwTM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ofeDruIwTM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s : the most important things is Shane West is hot in this film, though. And ahh the title for this post is the lyric of &lt;span class="long-title" title="Mandy Moore ft Jonathan Foreman - Someday we'll know"&gt;Someday We'll Know by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" style="font-size: small;" title="Mandy Moore ft Jonathan Foreman - Someday we'll know"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Mandy Moore ft Jonathan Foreman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-6159653808331373713?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6159653808331373713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=6159653808331373713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/6159653808331373713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/6159653808331373713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-sky-is-blue.html' title='why the sky is blue?'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5343262472816608017</id><published>2010-04-18T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T17:29:23.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've received various of comments from my latest entry about assignments. Some people don't get it. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kenapa eh? Aku tak marah pada sesiapa pun sebenarnya. Jauh sekali nak cari gaduh. Hal yang dah lepas, lepas lah. Aku cuma memberi komen je.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Sebab dekat sekeliling aku banyak perkara sebegitu telah tejadi. Aku cuma terasa nak post pasal topik tu je. Tak salah kot?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know. I am not perfect. Far away from being one, perhaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi tak salah kan kita sama-sama nak belajar menjadi perfect?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok lah, final pun tinggal berapa hari lagi ni. So, kepada yang berkenaan, selamat berfinal exam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s : Selamat tinggal blog. Blog hanya akan di update lepas habis exams.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;wish me luck! =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5343262472816608017?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5343262472816608017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5343262472816608017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5343262472816608017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5343262472816608017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/04/goodbye.html' title='goodbye'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-1857825445006376271</id><published>2010-04-16T16:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:14:41.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>luahan hati</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mungkin hari ni hari paling gembira atau hari yang paling menyesakkan kepala aku. Semua tests dan assignments aku dah settle. Tapi hanya kerana assignments je aku dah bergaduh dengan ahli groups yang lain. Tolong faham dan fikirlah kenapa aku buat macam tu. Mungkin cara aku sangat harsh. Aku tahu. Aku memang sangat perfectionist bila aku rasa ia adalah perlu. dan aku juga cuba bertindak se-professional yang boleh untuk tidak bercampur aduk hal peribadi dan hal pelajaran. I am a pusher. Tapi aku akan jadi kendur bila dalam group tu mempunyai personaliti yang sama dengan aku. Bagi aku, di dalam satu group tu perlu seimbang. Tak bole semua pun nak aggressive dan pasif or vice versa lah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lepas hal semalam dan hal-hal sebelum ni, aku terfikir kenapa mesti perlu gaduh setiap kali buat assignments? Masa takda assignments semua orang pun okay, baik bergurau senda lagi. Dah jadi macam ni, haa amek semua benda nak di jadikan issue dan modal untuk di ungkit dan dan di canang. Aku tahu kalau dah marah, memang otak takkan dapat berfikir secara rasional lantas pergerakan mulut adalah lebih laju dari kemampuan otak untuk&amp;nbsp; berfikir. Aku tahu. Aku tahu. Sebab aku pun jadi macam tu. Tapi bermula semester ni, aku dah belajar untuk kawal kemarahan aku tu. Maka bila berlaku macam ni, aku rasa penat. Malas nak bergaduh hanya kerana assignments sekeping tu. Okay, mungkin aku ada termaki-maki/tersumpah sebab iyelah pergerakan mulut lebih laju dari kemampuan otak untuk berfikir.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi fikir kembali kenapa kalau pasal assignments semua pun nak bergaduh? Aku dah jumpa ramai kawan-kawan yang mati hati pasal assignments ni. Kalau ahli groups bukan besties adalah exception. Tapi apabila gaduh dalam grouping with someone yang closer with adalah sesuatu melapetaka kau tahu tak? Memang lah nak jaga hati kawan tapi takde lah sampai nak makan hati sorang-sorang siapkan assignments tu. In this case, semua orang&amp;nbsp; pun kena buang ego masing-masing. Kalau kau buat acara berterus-terang or something like sesi luahan hati pun takkan berjaya kalau lepas abis tuh semua orang buat balik benda yang patut tak buat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Masing-masing dah menganjak ke alam dewasa kan. Zaman remaja dah nak habis.lagi pun, ni lah masa yang sesuai nak didik diri sendiri jadi more responsible kepada diri sendiri. lagi-lagi dekat kampus ni. kita hidup saling gantung-bergantungan dengan kawan-kawan. Kalau kau dah buat taik kat mereka. Kat siapa lagi kau nak rely masa kau susah nanti? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku dah banyak kali gaduh kerana assignments. Dah banyak kali berpindah-randah groups sebab semua tak tahan dengan cara aku. Salah ke aku pressure untuk dapatkan kerjasama? Salah ke aku jadi perfectionist untuk dapatkan markah yang tinggi dalam assignments tu? Habis markah group tu nanti dapat kat sapa kalau tak bukan kat kau? Dari cara kita buat assignments tuh la kita tahu bagaimana prestasi kita handle pressure masa berkerja kelak. Aku tahu mulut aku memang laser. Aku memang cepat marah. Aku hanya marah bila benda tu tak mengikut benda yang aku rasa patut ada. Tapi penatlah kenapa aku mesti act macam leader sedangkan tade sapa yang lantik? Aku rasa responsible for that. Tengoklah contoh untuk semester ni. Sumpah aku dah kecewa&amp;nbsp; that's why aku lepas tangan masa assignments untuk subjek tu. Boleh tengok sendiri kalau aku tak pressure, keje semua tak jalan. Sudah lah, benda dah lepas. Penat nak bebel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku sekadar cuma bagi nasihat. Mungkin orang yang tak pernah gaduh dalam buat assignments mesti akan kata aku kecoh je lebih nak heboh pasal perkara ni. Kau tak rasa kau jangan lah banyak bunyi bole tak? Aku bukan nak mendoakan kau merasa benda-benda macam ni. Tapi suatu hari nanti kau akan rasa jugak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-1857825445006376271?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1857825445006376271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=1857825445006376271&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1857825445006376271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1857825445006376271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/04/luahan-hati.html' title='luahan hati'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-197925567949077872</id><published>2010-04-11T18:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:36:13.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>dying inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm dying right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; I got one new assignment for LAW which the due date will be on this &lt;strike&gt;Wednesday (14 April 2010)&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;corrections : yayy. Assignment LAW hantar Jumaat ni &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(16 April 2010) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And not so forgotten about my BEL's forum will be held this coming Wednesday  too (14 April 2010).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hell yeah to my second test for TAX will be on this lucky coming Wednesday! (14 April 2010).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last but not least my second test for FAR will be on this coming Tuesday (13 April 2010).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh almost forget about the test for BEL will be on this Tuesday too! (13 April 2010)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan dan aku rasa MAF macam ada kuiz je isnin (12 April 2010) ni? Oh tidak. memang nak bagi aku mati ni! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;)&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;)&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;)&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;)&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;)&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;)&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;)&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;)&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay tak jadi mati dulu. Banyak sangat benda kena settle kan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-197925567949077872?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/197925567949077872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=197925567949077872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/197925567949077872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/197925567949077872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/04/dying-inside.html' title='dying inside'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5665162521797341086</id><published>2010-04-11T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:45:22.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>awak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;senyuman awak dah mampu untuk buat saya cair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5665162521797341086?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5665162521797341086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5665162521797341086&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5665162521797341086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5665162521797341086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/04/awak.html' title='awak'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5989942086823808218</id><published>2010-04-10T09:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T02:28:27.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><title type='text'>saturday morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been thinking to finish up my assignments when I decide to turn on the laptop. But in a minute I connected the broadband, it turn out that I wasting my time for surfing the internet. *wink* So here's what I like about the new generations of usb flsh drive. &lt;i&gt;nak kumpul duit nak beli lah nanti. Heeee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://208.106.181.133/_media/imgs/articles2/a96999_sushi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://208.106.181.133/_media/imgs/articles2/a96999_sushi.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe suitable to sushi lover out there but not me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://208.106.181.133/_media/imgs/articles2/a96999_lego.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://208.106.181.133/_media/imgs/articles2/a96999_lego.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Err, maybe not. &lt;i&gt;Kalau hilang ni confirm Adam yang ambik buat main&lt;/i&gt; *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chinagrabber.com/images/products/detail/PinkHeartNecklace4GBMemoryFlashDrive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://chinagrabber.com/images/products/detail/PinkHeartNecklace4GBMemoryFlashDrive.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.teamsugar.com/files/upl2/1/15111/07_2009/c82dce14439b709a_heart-shaped-usb-stick.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://images.teamsugar.com/files/upl2/1/15111/07_2009/c82dce14439b709a_heart-shaped-usb-stick.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one maybe &lt;a href="http://ayiechan7.blogspot.com/"&gt;Echa&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;lah yang suka kot. kan kan?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chinawholesalegift.com/pic2/2008-12/1/wristband-shaped-usb-flash-drive-with-capacity-of-1gb-15310822487.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.chinawholesalegift.com/pic2/2008-12/1/wristband-shaped-usb-flash-drive-with-capacity-of-1gb-15310822487.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one quite interesting for me. &lt;i&gt;Bole bergaya cool ada gelang tangan&lt;span id="goog_944385345"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_944385346"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; usb.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.engadget.com/media/2009/03/eos-5d-markii-flash-drive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.engadget.com/media/2009/03/eos-5d-markii-flash-drive.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this one&lt;i&gt; bagi kat angah bole lah kot&lt;/i&gt;. Ngeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay enough, ieqa enough. Back to the assignments please.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(+_+)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5989942086823808218?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5989942086823808218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5989942086823808218&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5989942086823808218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5989942086823808218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/04/saturday-morning.html' title='saturday morning'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-8077153019817477457</id><published>2010-04-09T11:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T11:39:25.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>stop and stare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have you ever done it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do you realise on how your acts,&lt;br /&gt;your talks have ever hurt someone else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do you ever think before you speak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do you know that you knew about this but you not even practice it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let it be as our reminder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am tired of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometime we just need a wake up call to make things right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stop and stare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-8077153019817477457?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8077153019817477457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=8077153019817477457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8077153019817477457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8077153019817477457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/04/stop-and-stare.html' title='stop and stare'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-4434938277225501055</id><published>2010-03-29T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T01:20:27.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flesh and blood'/><title type='text'>baby baby oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back in campus with many many things to do. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I realised that I need a &amp;nbsp;motivation to keep me awake yet struggle to get through another&amp;nbsp;'&lt;i&gt;i just can't breath'&lt;/i&gt; week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So down there was my motivation. My cute little nephew just got his new brother. Yeah, I'm so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S6-O8cxjdDI/AAAAAAAAAfk/PVOe10x0W-8/s1600/28072009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S6-O8cxjdDI/AAAAAAAAAfk/PVOe10x0W-8/s320/28072009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first nephew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;*I miss his laughters and all the karenah*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S6-PIOln_-I/AAAAAAAAAf0/MdHERlHzz9A/s1600/Baby+boyy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S6-PIOln_-I/AAAAAAAAAf0/MdHERlHzz9A/s320/Baby+boyy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The new born baby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;i&gt;awww, merah lagi sebab the picture taken when he was one day old*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S6-PBO93WpI/AAAAAAAAAfs/b4I6q1R1Ono/s1600/26032010103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S6-PBO93WpI/AAAAAAAAAfs/b4I6q1R1Ono/s320/26032010103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How sweet they are kan?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, I haven't met yet the new born baby due to the kesibukan melanda diri ini.&lt;i&gt;*Ceh, ceh bajet prime minister ke hape kan*. A&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nyway, i miss them so so much. R&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;indu nak dengki, cubit-cubit pipi,&amp;nbsp;kisses&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;hugged all day long.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s : bersabar lah wahai hati. Akan tiba hari nya nanti&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-4434938277225501055?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/4434938277225501055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=4434938277225501055&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/4434938277225501055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/4434938277225501055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/03/baby-baby-oh.html' title='baby baby oh'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S6-O8cxjdDI/AAAAAAAAAfk/PVOe10x0W-8/s72-c/28072009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-1953201760052846602</id><published>2010-03-27T12:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T12:17:48.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><title type='text'>how i wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Currently at home. Again. (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So you should know that being left alone at home was kind of my favorite moment all the time. Of course with all the stuff like laptop, internet connections, astro and etc. Don't know why but I just loved it. And, and I am not doing something illegal though. I do spent the time with surfing the net usually. With the maximum volume of music that I could opened will be my best friend at the moment. Or maybe with some hot chocolate would be perfect. (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this is the results of surfing the net.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;amp;postID=1953201760052846602" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefurniture.com/store/Images/Lea/JMV/b-set-met.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://www.thefurniture.com/store/Images/Lea/JMV/b-set-met.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://roomenvy.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/bh0506-36b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://roomenvy.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/bh0506-36b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or how about this one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://style-files.com/images/bedroom500-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://style-files.com/images/bedroom500-5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U-e4CH6tgN4/Sjexi7OccCI/AAAAAAAAEnY/cAVF_PgtLrY/s1600/vintage-bedroom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U-e4CH6tgN4/Sjexi7OccCI/AAAAAAAAEnY/cAVF_PgtLrY/s320/vintage-bedroom.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the white bed linen that I want. Or maybe the cream and soft yellow will be okay too. It give me the elegance, simple yet nice ambiance to continue sleeping all day long. That's why my mum won't allowed me to have that. Mum knows well right? teeheee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta go now. Bubye (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-1953201760052846602?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1953201760052846602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=1953201760052846602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1953201760052846602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1953201760052846602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-i-wish.html' title='how i wish'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U-e4CH6tgN4/Sjexi7OccCI/AAAAAAAAEnY/cAVF_PgtLrY/s72-c/vintage-bedroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5666193405798652267</id><published>2010-03-26T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T01:23:16.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>nothing last forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been thinking about you, on how you act like nothing happen between us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bagus kan kau. Suka fikirkan pasal kebaikan diri kau je.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sebab benda tu takde effect dekat diri kau sebab tu kau tak tahu apa yang kau dah buat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So now why should I care and think about you anymore?. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tak pe lah kan. what goes around will comes around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm tired of your fake-innocent drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sudah lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5666193405798652267?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5666193405798652267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5666193405798652267&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5666193405798652267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5666193405798652267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/03/nothing-last-forever.html' title='nothing last forever'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-1163062223792489458</id><published>2010-03-20T19:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T19:22:27.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>love love love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's been a while since my last update. Update pun entah hape-hape kan before this ;p. Anyway, I am glad to be home with my family. I loved to be home. FYI, I am really a home person. Family always comes first.&amp;nbsp; So, there will always a bit of homesickness in myself wherever I go. Yeah, i know. There is no medicine to cure homesick. It just a feelings of longing that often accompanied by anxiety and depression. But trust me, I am coping with it very positively. No worries :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Okay, enough with the rambling. Let's focus on the topic today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay again, I don't know how to start this. Well, actually I want to write about love. As I think everyone know this kind of strong emotions of needs with tenderly caring for another person, the passionate desire and intimacy with that person and etc. It is beautiful right? Being in love and loved is probably among the most happiest time in your life. But wait, none of the love story among us is the fairy tale collection's, remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*berpijak lah di dunia yang nyata, boleh?*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What I'm saying here is, love ain't easy yet complicated, rough and you can't control it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So darlings, please take care of yourself. Just don't let men take an advantage of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Please don't trust men so easily. Men can be cruel.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Please try to "&lt;i&gt;jual mahal&lt;/i&gt;" as you can. Please and please.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Keep in your mind about my quote;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the less time you get in love, the less time you will spent loving.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seriously, you might consider this advise from me. It is based on the true story. You may not want to be the one who cries like hell just because of a stupid love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;p/s : It is really a heartbreaking moment to see someone who beautiful yet attractive being dumped by an ugly man. How stupid is that man, huh?&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-1163062223792489458?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1163062223792489458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=1163062223792489458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1163062223792489458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1163062223792489458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-love-love.html' title='love love love'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5335494716306017866</id><published>2010-03-16T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T00:50:07.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><title type='text'>Garage Sales!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs445.ash1/24555_367011334164_763869164_3486984_1016880_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs445.ash1/24555_367011334164_763869164_3486984_1016880_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click for larger image. Thanks (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Warranty: 1 week personal warranty.&lt;br /&gt;Location of seller: Muar/JB.&lt;br /&gt;Contact method/details: Sms/Call/COD or PosLaju (RM10 including secure package).&lt;br /&gt;Age of item: 2 years Item(s).&lt;br /&gt;conditions: 9/10 (minor scratch and dust).&lt;br /&gt;Picture: refer attached.&lt;br /&gt;Reason for sale: upgrading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;For further details, contact Lathiif 0126348949&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thanks (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5335494716306017866?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5335494716306017866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5335494716306017866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5335494716306017866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5335494716306017866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/03/garage-sales.html' title='Garage Sales!!!'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-5911376864119350904</id><published>2010-03-14T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T16:35:57.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>kau ilham ku</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beribu bintang dilangit&lt;br /&gt;Kini menghilang&lt;br /&gt;Meraba aku dalam kelam&lt;br /&gt;Rembulan mengambang&lt;br /&gt;Kini makin suram&lt;br /&gt;Pudar ilhamku tanpa arah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedetik wajahmu muncul &lt;br /&gt;Dalam diam&lt;br /&gt;Ada kerdipan ada sinar&lt;br /&gt;Itukah bintang atau pun rembulan&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih kuucapkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izinkan kumencuri bayangan wajahmu&lt;br /&gt;Izinkan ku mencuri khayalan denganmu&lt;br /&gt;Maafkanlah ooh...&lt;br /&gt;Andai lagu ini &lt;br /&gt;Mengganggu ruangan hidupmu&lt;br /&gt;Kau senyumlah oh...&lt;br /&gt;Sekadar memori&lt;br /&gt;Kita di arena ini&lt;br /&gt;Kau ilhamku&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kau ilhamku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s : Thanks for everything you have done to me (: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-5911376864119350904?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/5911376864119350904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=5911376864119350904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5911376864119350904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/5911376864119350904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/03/kau-ilham-ku.html' title='kau ilham ku'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-6273591745462430140</id><published>2010-03-11T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T18:14:54.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><title type='text'>I heart him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever seen the Timbaland ft Katy Perry video of If We Ever Meet Again? Do you notice the male actor in there? *blushing* I just heart him. And I just found out his profile in Facebook though. *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs154.snc3/18178_260101705597_260093430597_3905248_4536041_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs154.snc3/18178_260101705597_260093430597_3905248_4536041_n.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Mr Julian Graham, would you like to be my boyfriend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naahhh! only in my dream though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-6273591745462430140?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/6273591745462430140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=6273591745462430140&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/6273591745462430140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/6273591745462430140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally.html' title='I heart him'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-4351911533158738853</id><published>2010-03-11T03:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T03:35:44.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>envy is good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just feel like writing this week, don't know why. But, it is fun. For me, not every topics can be talked to. Some things are just left alone to be written. Like for example about envy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some people do envy other people. But why? According to &lt;a href="http://www.2knowmyself.com/Why_do_people_envy_others"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, feelings of envy doesn’t stem from hating other people or from being an evil person but they usually stem from the inferiority feelings you experience when you see someone else doing better than you. Seems familiar isn't it? Well, I am not pointing to you or you who ever are reading this. Chill people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For me, envy is something that surprisingly can be a motivating factor. It needs some braveness to face your true intentions that your subconscious mind may have some how manipulated. Like for example, you envy with your brother for his intelligence. In order to compete with him, you have to work hard with determination and persistence. Believe in yourself and in what you are doing. By doing so, you can be smart as him, even though not the same but at least you can reach to his level. Good enough for the starter right? *well, okay I had to admit that the example is about myself!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, the main point here is envy is good and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;helpful as we can use them to develop our strength and character. Just don't use it to the mean way. Remember darling, we are what we act.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s :&amp;nbsp; do think like a bitch, just don't act like one.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-4351911533158738853?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/4351911533158738853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=4351911533158738853&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/4351911533158738853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/4351911533158738853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/03/envy-is-good.html' title='envy is good'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-532515236781415319</id><published>2010-03-09T02:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T03:38:35.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>anger management, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you are one of the many friends of mine in Facebook, you might be familiar with my controversial and sarcastic status there. *wink* I don't know why, but I just can't control myself from posting something like that. It was due to the hot temper that I got. Anger can be very destructive, right? Not only can it harm myself on the outside, but in the inside as well. Anger is a feeling, or more of a destructive emotion. I hate this feeling actually. But, it comes from the family though. My parents, as well as my older brothers also got this traits of genetic from I don't know whom. *sigh* Please, people please. Help me by understanding my problem here. I am doing my best to learn how to control my temper and anger. For almost 10 years back, I had tried so many methods, steps and tips on the internet about how to control the temper and anger but it seems doesn't work on me. Well, it might work for a while actually but it keep repeating again and again. So lets make an assumption that tips and what so whatever does not succeed, okay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tapi, bagi aku marah aku biasanya akan reda apabila aku baca ayat Qursi. Itu sahaja jalan penyelesaian bagi aku. But, still aku memang seorang yang panas baran dan cepat marah. Kalau dulu orang kata, makan daging putih boleh mengelakkan cepat marah itu pun tak berkesan dengan aku. haihh&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Hati batu kot aku ni?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;*LOL*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-532515236781415319?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/532515236781415319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=532515236781415319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/532515236781415319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/532515236781415319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/03/anger-management-anyone.html' title='anger management, anyone?'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-8093999334427218744</id><published>2010-03-08T02:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T12:10:30.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>hey you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We just planned everything, anything for sure that could be planned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the beginning to the end of the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We make a lot of effort to make sure everything is okay, yet perfect in the eyes of our.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe we should have a faith a little bit more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or the confidence and alter ego of ourselves blocking the way that we should?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep praying and hoping for the best,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But only Allah will decide what the best for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-8093999334427218744?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8093999334427218744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=8093999334427218744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8093999334427218744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8093999334427218744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/03/hey-you.html' title='hey you'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-3831120372080450761</id><published>2010-03-07T12:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T12:02:05.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><title type='text'>it comes naturally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QjcUVDcOYEM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QjcUVDcOYEM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selena Gomez with her new single Naturally. Just love it when I first saw this video at Disney Channel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-3831120372080450761?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3831120372080450761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=3831120372080450761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3831120372080450761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3831120372080450761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-comes-naturally.html' title='it comes naturally'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-1198594005716860530</id><published>2010-03-07T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T10:57:07.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flesh and blood'/><title type='text'>home heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited. This weekend ends with full of love. I'm home. Decide to back home just before the test for Financial Accounting V start. Quickly I texted my parents for confirmation. And yeah, done my test with excitement of being home just for couple of hours later. I love being home. It makes me feel safe yet relieved. And now, it's already time to back to campus.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-1198594005716860530?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1198594005716860530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1198594005716860530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-excited.html' title='home heaven'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-2872261706403178636</id><published>2010-03-01T01:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T15:09:12.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'>I'm not sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes the littlest thing in life changes something forever and there will be times when you wish you can go back to how things used to be but you just can't because things have changed so much&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just move on. Regrets are a waste of time. They're the past crippling me in the present.&lt;br /&gt;Because of&amp;nbsp; that, I'm not sorry for what I've done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-2872261706403178636?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2872261706403178636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=2872261706403178636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2872261706403178636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2872261706403178636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-not-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m not sorry.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-1021858638970123214</id><published>2010-02-27T04:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T04:40:46.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='point of views'/><title type='text'>My Life In Ruins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, for the first week after a mid-term holiday wasn't a pleasant time. It's not fun. It's full with stressed out maniac. Geez. I'm talking about myself though. It's feel like it's hard to breath. And I'm still coping and adapting myself with all of that. I know. I'm not perfect. But, I'm trying. Well, at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greekla.com/Portals/GreekLA/Images/2009MyLifeInRuinsFlyer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.greekla.com/Portals/GreekLA/Images/2009MyLifeInRuinsFlyer.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually, the title for this post is about a movie that I've watched last night. This film have all the weak scripts that contained cynicism and it's cliche too. What I like about this movie is they have the beautiful post card views of&amp;nbsp; locations as it was filmed in Greece. OMG, It's Greece darling! They were full with great and ancient architecture buildings and also a passionate history all around the places. Ahh. How I wish I could have a chance to visit there someday. Or maybe an opportunity to work there in the future? Perhaps the sexy accents of Greek men that was hard to resist? *wink*&amp;nbsp; Let's not go further with that topics. We'll continued with my film review. Actually I think I have the same issue with Georgia. I've loss my kefi. But in this film, the kefi was translated as love and sex. Which I couldn't agree with that. For me, it's depending on how someone take care of their life, how they planned them and what the important things to them. I'm practically happy with my life. I got everything what I could wish for. But yeah, happiness is not something that we could have every moments in our life. Let's not pretend that sometimes we feel like it had a holes somewhere. Basically it's fine by itself. Don't make it worse by the negative thinking of yourself. Just relax and see how the life is going to take you with your little effort of control. Orait?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, let me share with you the beautiful of Greece that I loved the most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.passionet.com.au/images/events/GREECE%20santorini.2jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://www.passionet.com.au/images/events/GREECE%20santorini.2jpg.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-1021858638970123214?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1021858638970123214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=1021858638970123214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1021858638970123214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1021858638970123214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-life-in-ruins.html' title='My Life In Ruins'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-2442088716020194249</id><published>2010-02-20T14:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T17:22:56.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>Nokia E63 for sale!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bought during last year. Around early June 2009.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.mudah.my/images/59/5931860922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.mudah.my/images/59/5931860922.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nokia E63's have 3G, WiFi, Qwerty keyboard, and 2 MP of camera. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Price will be RM 570. Or can be nego also.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is not a look alike nokia model.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You will get 1GB of micro SD memory card, charger and cable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All of this in his very own box.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The working condition is 100% as new, except it's an used phone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Already installed applications, games and themes inside. No more worries.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shipping method will be Pos Laju or can COD at Muar or Segamat area only.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;And you can google it up for more info.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reason for sell is to use money as &lt;i&gt;I dah sengkek&lt;/i&gt;. ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Contact me for more inquiry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for reading this. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*SOLD*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-2442088716020194249?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2442088716020194249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=2442088716020194249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2442088716020194249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2442088716020194249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/02/nokia-e63-for-sale.html' title='Nokia E63 for sale!!!'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-7357959103736879534</id><published>2010-02-16T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T23:47:24.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>Dr. Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone call me Dr. Love from the last two days. It is because I gave an advise about love ; how to and why not. Ironic isn't it? I gave an advise about love but I am the one who still single through out the years. &lt;i&gt;ngeheee&lt;/i&gt;. Maybe that comes from one of my hidden talents. I am the one who always be an advisor to everyone and about anything. Well, perhaps about something that general in commons. And yeah, I love and enjoyed it. So yeah, you can call me Dr. Love start from now on. LMAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-7357959103736879534?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7357959103736879534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=7357959103736879534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7357959103736879534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7357959103736879534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/02/dr-love.html' title='Dr. Love'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-3051049792413956368</id><published>2010-02-16T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T23:50:09.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flesh and blood'/><title type='text'>Family Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being away for a vacation is really awesome. I love traveling. But not the chaos for the sake of the public holidays. It's sucks. Really.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;However for this time our vacation takes place at Tanjung Tuan, Port Dickson. The places were great. But not the accommodation there. The services were totally cliche. &lt;i&gt;Dah tau public holidays, hired lah lebih ramai pekerja. Bikin customer macam aku ni cepat panas je&lt;/i&gt;. Seriously, we (my family and I, of course) waited for nearly two and a half hour in order to get a key to check in to our apartment. And plus, no appropriate parking for the hotel guests. How great is that huh? At first, we were trying to be cool. &lt;i&gt;Siap berpicnic okay kat tepi pool and beach&lt;/i&gt;. But then, we were off to Teluk Kemang to buy lunch and some other significance things. When we back to the hotel, the parking was really full. Some of the drivers were trying to park their cars in and others trying to move out. The situation was quite uncontrolled. And, no actions taken by the hotel management. We're stuck at the parking annoyance for about 20 minutes. It couldn't be any worst by that. &lt;i&gt;Service teruk gila lah weh. &lt;/i&gt;Okay, enough with the complaints. It turn out to be great after that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qvZyhrI4I/AAAAAAAAAe4/h6CYVfc0I50/s1600-h/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qvZyhrI4I/AAAAAAAAAe4/h6CYVfc0I50/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The hotel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qu_AkxfGI/AAAAAAAAAeg/S9zD5Pvm_SA/s1600-h/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qu_AkxfGI/AAAAAAAAAeg/S9zD5Pvm_SA/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qvqsRsrYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Y4T4YbZV8xw/s1600-h/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qvqsRsrYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Y4T4YbZV8xw/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The mother and brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qvKGmYfhI/AAAAAAAAAeo/GsIQmBbXMfg/s1600-h/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qvKGmYfhI/AAAAAAAAAeo/GsIQmBbXMfg/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The nephew again looking so cute yet adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qvSxD4lsI/AAAAAAAAAew/CjIMgVLaOsw/s1600-h/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qvSxD4lsI/AAAAAAAAAew/CjIMgVLaOsw/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Again and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qvjUyhKrI/AAAAAAAAAfA/b7SxNqg6h48/s1600-h/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qvjUyhKrI/AAAAAAAAAfA/b7SxNqg6h48/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's look like a painting isn't it? Exclude me, of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qvvK9jNgI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/tb_BRska_zk/s1600-h/7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qvvK9jNgI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/tb_BRska_zk/s320/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;While waiting there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qzaVeRrmI/AAAAAAAAAfY/96o29thJmm4/s1600-h/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qzaVeRrmI/AAAAAAAAAfY/96o29thJmm4/s320/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The siblings in a car on way back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Can we have another vacation again? Please mummy, please?&lt;i&gt; ngeheee&lt;/i&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/1303387553518840406-3051049792413956368?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/3051049792413956368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=3051049792413956368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3051049792413956368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/3051049792413956368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/02/family-vacation.html' title='Family Vacation'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S3qvZyhrI4I/AAAAAAAAAe4/h6CYVfc0I50/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-1909971854867547907</id><published>2010-02-14T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T02:42:27.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been awhile since my last update, and do you notice that I have changed my blog's name? It's really suit me well and better than other names. *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is the second day for my mid-term holidays. Eventually there were also holidays for Chinese New Year and not to celebrate the Valentine's Day. And why is it so? Well in my views of thinking, there will be any days for celebrate and shows the affection of love to the loved one. Why should limit yourself to one day only? It's so true to be agreed? And not to forget that I love it when CNY is coming. Because there will be more cuti-cuti malaysia, more discounts, more sales and more oranges all over the places. Hehe. Blame the lust of myself for this. However, my holidays will be full of assignments, homeworks and practices. Tak macam cuti lah kot. But, it is different as I'm back in home. Yayy. Sangat bersyukur okay dah sampai rumah. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since last week, I have been sick of the campus environment and books and tests and friends and everything in there. Bila tension mesti nak cari point untuk salahkan benda lain. I know that's annoying. But I couldn't bear with it. Di tambah-tambah lagi ada dua test last week. Dan dua-dua subjek membaca. Which I love actually. But due to last minutes study because of other things, terus hilang minat dan keyakinan nak score dalam test tu. As for test LAW, tak payah cerita lah. Takut sangat sebab tak well-prepared pun. Baca soalan 1 je dah confirm takkan dapat A. But, as for test MKT, I don't know why yang rasanya aku boleh jawab hampir semua soalan walaupun aku baru study betul-betul beberapa jam sebelum test je. Confident owkay mengarang jawapan. But then, bila tanya orang lain, semua kata soalan test tu susah! Terus hancur berkecai keyakinan aku tadi tu. Ok fine, aku redha je dengan results test 1 untuk dua subjek tu tadi. Fine, fine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bila tension, mesti nak cari point salahkan benda/orang lain. Bila tension mesti rasa nak main the sims 2 sampai laptop hang. Bila tension mesti rasa nak tidur tak nak bangun-bangun. Bila tension mesti nak tulis kat blog sampai orang lain tak nak baca dah. Bila tension mesti nak sound yang eh, tak de paksaan pun tahu tak untuk baca blog ni. You are welcome to come and go away. No offense darling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Errr, edisi merepek dalam blog semakin berleluasa. Aku tak kuasa lah nak tulis blog untuk puaskan hati orang lain. suka hati masing-masing la kot. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-1909971854867547907?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1909971854867547907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=1909971854867547907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1909971854867547907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1909971854867547907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/02/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-8037472884488052680</id><published>2010-02-13T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:36:32.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>If we ever meet again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="215" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDKva-s_khY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDKva-s_khY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="215"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Could we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-8037472884488052680?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/8037472884488052680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=8037472884488052680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8037472884488052680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/8037472884488052680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-we-ever-meet-again.html' title='If we ever meet again'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-4627438190404841623</id><published>2010-02-07T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T09:20:01.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>kelemahan diri ini</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku berharap sangat boleh balik rumah untuk minggu ni sebenarnya. Tapi takpe lah, mungkin ada hikmah nya kenapa aku tak dapat balik. Walau sedih pun still kena kuatkan diri, pujuk hati diri sendiri supaya jadi lebih tabah. Mungkin selama ni tak cukup tabah sebab tu selalu goyah bila ada dugaan datang. Rasa macam dah beratus kali pesan kat diri sendiri tapi masih tak dapat praktiskan lagi. Masih berada di takuk yang lama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Memang. Untuk ubah diri sendiri memang payah. Berkata-kata memang mudah. Tetapi untuk melaksanakan nya memakan masa. Peribahasa kata "pantai boleh berubah, inikan lagi manusia"&amp;nbsp;tu tak boleh di guna pakai untuk aku. Aku lah agaknya manusia yang paling susah untuk berubah, menerima perubahan dan mencuba untuk merubah. Tapi corak hidup aku selalu sangat berubah arah. Bertentangan sangat. Tapi aku masih tak dapat nak catch up dengan perubahan-perubahan tu semua. Aku masih cuba-cuba lagi. Semuanya masih kabur lagi untuk aku. Aku dah cuba dah untuk menyakinkan diri sendiri. Tapi masih tak berjaya. Mungkin aku tak cuba sedaya upaya lagi. Mungkin lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Berkaitan dengan status yang aku post kat FB beberapa hari lepas tu, macam-macam reaksi aku dapat. Setiap orang mempunyai pandangan yang berbeza. Terima kasih. Aku hargainya. Tapi ekin tegur aku kat YM. Dia kata aku cepat sangat putus asa. Iyelah, putus asa untuk terus menolong orang yang memerlukannya. Tindakan aku tu drastik sangat.&amp;nbsp;Then terus aku teringat sesuatu. Sepatutnya bila kita menolong orang lain, kita tak perlu mengharapkan balasan daripada orang tu. Mungkin orang itu tadi takkan dapat dapat membalas pada kita. Tapi akan ada orang lain yang akan membalasnya untuk pihak tadi tu. Aku tahu, aku dah terlepas cakap macam tu. Tak boleh nak tarik balik dah. Mungkin sebab marah sangat sampai tak boleh berfikir dengan lebih rasional. Sifat panas baran aku ni kadang-kala memang akan memakan diri aku sendiri balik. Ni lagi satu sifat&amp;nbsp;aku yang aku rasa macam susah nak ubah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku cuma manusia biasa je yang banyak buat kesilapan dan banyak kelemahan lain. Aku sedang belajar&amp;nbsp;dan masih mencuba untuk&amp;nbsp;memperbaiki semula kelemahan dan kesilapan aku ni. Aku akan cuba sedaya upaya. InsyaALLAH ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-4627438190404841623?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/4627438190404841623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=4627438190404841623&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/4627438190404841623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/4627438190404841623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/02/kelemahan-diri-ini.html' title='kelemahan diri ini'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-1021062365804789965</id><published>2010-02-05T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:35:17.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>Pentingkan diri lagi bagus dari jadi baik hati.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S2uBXHYHYmI/AAAAAAAAAdk/urFkoFygWkk/s1600-h/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S2uBXHYHYmI/AAAAAAAAAdk/urFkoFygWkk/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am a natural sarcastic. Statement kat atas tu ialah dengan nada memerli. Only a few people je yang faham maksud aku. Tahniah di ucapkan. Aku sebenarnya bengang dengan seseorang ni. Bengang la weh. Masa aku susah, memang susah sangat kau nak tolong aku. Bila kau susah, tau la pulak kau nak cari aku kan. Orang yang macam tu tak layak di iktiraf sebagai seorang kawan. Aku cuma react macam statement tu bila kau yang buat macam tu dulu. Come on lah, hidup nak mementingkan diri takkan bawak kau pergi lagi jauh. Kau semakin dibenci oleh orang lain adalah. Well, of course termasuk aku. Dah lah, aku malas nak fikir banyak pasal kau. Apa dah lepas, lepas lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-1021062365804789965?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1021062365804789965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=1021062365804789965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1021062365804789965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1021062365804789965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/02/pentingkan-diri-lagi-bagus-dari-jadi.html' title='Pentingkan diri lagi bagus dari jadi baik hati.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S2uBXHYHYmI/AAAAAAAAAdk/urFkoFygWkk/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-7898439321049662749</id><published>2010-01-31T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T03:02:50.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>Help Me OUT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things get better day by day. Alhamdulillah. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, I've been experienced some things that can't be explained. Like for example, there are really some people out there can read other people's mind. It's like a telepathy or something. Duhh, how come he knows about what I've been thinking lately? &lt;strike&gt;Eh, tersebut He la pulak.&lt;/strike&gt; Errr, I'm quite scared to talk to him actually. It's like all my secrets and other things left unsaid are being exposed anytime or anywhere?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuak la weh! tak suka situasi ni. Is it I'm too easy to be read? Sebab selalu kalau aku pergi dengar ceramah or tazkirah, usually the penceramah will be ustaz. Dan selalu nya kalau aku terpandang mata ustaz tu dan ustaz tu pun pandang mata aku, dia akan dengan segera akan tercakap/berceramah mengenai hal-hal yang ada kaitan dengan aku. It's like a magic. Puff. Sangat menarik kan? Damn! But, I don't know how to avoid this things. Help me out from here. A.S.A.P!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, si comel di bawah ini adalah penyeri di kolej aku. Awww, comel gilak!&amp;nbsp; Dah la manja, wangi pula tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S2R6yKd6F6I/AAAAAAAAAdc/Hn1sxroFLG4/s1600-h/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S2R6yKd6F6I/AAAAAAAAAdc/Hn1sxroFLG4/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-7898439321049662749?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7898439321049662749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=7898439321049662749&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7898439321049662749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7898439321049662749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/01/help-me-out.html' title='Help Me OUT!!'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S2R6yKd6F6I/AAAAAAAAAdc/Hn1sxroFLG4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-2393522052984933493</id><published>2010-01-24T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:55:14.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>No More</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been through tough situation where I was clueless without any help and directions. Mungkin aku telah buta diterangi oleh cahaya kebenaran yang pantas membunuh kejahilan. I know things happened for a reason. I know that. I know. But sometimes it's hard to accept any changes. Rapid changes to be exact. Dan semakin aku rasa aku kuat untuk menerima sebarang dugaan, semakin juga aku terus jatuh tersungkur. Sesungguhnya Allah itu maha adil. But then, perhaps it's time to bounce back to the way I am. No more hiding. No more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayy! Tak mau dah emo-emo. Pergi kau dari sini.&amp;nbsp; I'll try my best untuk berubah. I'll change for goods. And I'm glad to have all of you to be by my side. Thank you sayang(s) sekalian. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Seronok rupanya bermain bola tampar bersama-sama rakan-rakan baru. Ececeh. Statement annoying sebab berjaya serve bola tadi selepas kali terakhir bermain di &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1264265020_0" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;"&gt;sekolah rendah&lt;/span&gt; pada 8 tahun yang lalu. Wahhaaa. Tak, tak riak pun. Cuma terlebih excited je. (o_0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-2393522052984933493?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2393522052984933493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=2393522052984933493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2393522052984933493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2393522052984933493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-more.html' title='No More'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-1335657739309768847</id><published>2010-01-16T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T02:42:36.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>Cuba dan cuba, okay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been wondering why people nowadays are so selfish, self centered and materialistic. Bukannya boleh bawak masuk kubur pun. Dosa je ikut dalam kiraan ada lah. Alahai. Boring oh boring. Thanks pada Amad and Sue yang banyak bagi aku nasihat bagaimana nak handle orang macam ni. Tak sangka betul. Tak sia-sia aku berchatting dengan mereka sampai pukul 2 pagi untuk melegakan bengang aku pada orang yang macam tu. Sayang kat korang lebih lah! Semoga semua nya berjalan dengan lancar. InsyaAllah. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s : I'm sorry for being too emotional at a certain times. Sometimes I can't handle it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-1335657739309768847?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1335657739309768847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=1335657739309768847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1335657739309768847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1335657739309768847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/01/cuba-dan-cuba-okay.html' title='Cuba dan cuba, okay?'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-7588351617959864518</id><published>2010-01-13T01:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T01:39:48.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S0ysPyrMedI/AAAAAAAAAdU/CL1W8oPf41w/s1600-h/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S0ysPyrMedI/AAAAAAAAAdU/CL1W8oPf41w/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a week since my last update. Peh, bajet busy ke hape padahal pergi kelas balik bilik online FB je. Malas. Yes. That's the word. Oh, the picture above was about a present given by my best friend. Ececeh. Betul ni best friend. If not, how come dia baik hati bagi kan? Siap hantar pakai pos laju lagi. Ehehe. Thanks ika! Annoying kan aku. Kat FB dah tulis still kat blog pun nak tulis lagi. The main reason is &lt;a href="http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2009/11/jom-main-games.html"&gt;I love the sims&lt;/a&gt;. But, I haven't install it yet. Perhaps on this weekend lah. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you look carefully at the picture above, you will see about two CLINIQUE's products. Well, that blue thing with capital C in front and a black kind of stick. That's what I got on the CLINIQUE's Makeup Workshop yesterday. Actually, I got a mascara and the other one is a I don't know what it's call. Maybe kind of moisturizer. But I don't really wear mascara as I wore specs all day long. The other reason was like bila pakai mascara, akan rasa mata berat nak tertutup dan nak tertidur je. Ececeh. Gila alasan kan. But, it's good to get the free sample but I'm the one yang reluctant nak try. Maybe I will try later on. Well, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually, behind the cd and the pos laju was my LAW manual book which I should read by now but you know what it's like when the laptop and the broadband is on. The book will always left behind. And that's really obviously should be stop right now otherwise that book will be remain open and unread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until then, have a nice day ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-7588351617959864518?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7588351617959864518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=7588351617959864518&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7588351617959864518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7588351617959864518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/01/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/S0ysPyrMedI/AAAAAAAAAdU/CL1W8oPf41w/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-1123485397479965832</id><published>2010-01-07T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:20:10.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>Mood Swinging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When having a problem that unknowingly how and when to settle over, suddenly I've just realise life is about karma. Sometimes you'll be on the upside, sometimes you just don't. Maybe hanging in the middle. Waiting to be up again or maybe just go down on the ground. Well, the truth does hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s : I hate when you just walking over me without even bother to say hi or a single smile on your lips.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-1123485397479965832?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/1123485397479965832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=1123485397479965832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1123485397479965832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/1123485397479965832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/01/mood-swinging.html' title='Mood Swinging'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-2763856166933577071</id><published>2010-01-04T03:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T04:14:11.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='own me'/><title type='text'>Deal with it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's it. Life is random. Sometimes things just don't go the way we want it. It turned out the wrong way. It's kind of bullshit so whatever. But remember, we have to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, actually I am the one who should deal with my biggest problem at this moment. I just don't know what to do, whom to refer to, when I should stop this stupid carried away feeling from make me cry every time I think about this and why it's happening at the very first week of my lecture days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah right, deal with it. Take it as a 'ujian dari Allah'. It's like a compulsory, you know. To have this kind of problem in our life. It's like a preparation for us to be more matured and ready to face any obstacles in the future. Remember now? Deal with it. Learn how to handle it. Identify the main problem. I know, the really hard thing to do now is to accept the things they were. But accepting the situation will help you to control the problem and in the mean time you will control you life and yourself. Do a mind mapping for a list of solutions. Question yourself if it will work or not. Experimenting yourselves with it. Ask for a support from your family or friends if necessary. Problem won't solve if you run away. We all know that, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And  before you make any rush decisions that will ruin your life or else, don't forget to take a deep breath. It's help you to relax and think rationally. Try to deal with it, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( I'm the one should really apply this though! ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/s : It's 3 o'clock in the morning and it's raining outside. But, I can't shut my eyes. I rather do online than trying so hard to sleep when I couldn't do so. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-2763856166933577071?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2763856166933577071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=2763856166933577071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2763856166933577071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2763856166933577071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/01/deal-with-it.html' title='Deal with it.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-2215424720907773498</id><published>2010-01-01T12:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:50:16.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet shit'/><title type='text'>Home Alone (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/Sz17FQzO28I/AAAAAAAAAcs/e465NwcxMhk/s1600-h/packing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/Sz17FQzO28I/AAAAAAAAAcs/e465NwcxMhk/s320/packing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to pack. Seriously, without any doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-2215424720907773498?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/2215424720907773498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=2215424720907773498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2215424720907773498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/2215424720907773498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2010/01/home-alone-2.html' title='Home Alone (2)'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/Sz17FQzO28I/AAAAAAAAAcs/e465NwcxMhk/s72-c/packing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-4742567213060640834</id><published>2009-12-30T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:59:44.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flesh and blood'/><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since uda got his dream job, I'm pretty sure things ain't same like old times though. But I think that will be okay as I am counting days to get back to college. Ever since he and my parents go to work every morning, I'm alone at home doing nothing. Well, maybe some house chores. But no one at home. It's feel like living in the haunted house with, of course internet connections. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, I'm so boring with internet lately. I'm off to play game all day long. Until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-4742567213060640834?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/4742567213060640834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=4742567213060640834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/4742567213060640834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/4742567213060640834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1303387553518840406.post-7747050717384296345</id><published>2009-12-27T05:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T13:02:41.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spider a web'/><title type='text'>Nokia E63 sucks! well, the camera though.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Having my besties around me totally makes me happy. With kenduri things which is a surprise for me. And a day after that finally we have fun together. Yayy. That's a blast babes. Finally weh finally. Naik gaduh bincang bila nak jumpa punya pasal. Haih. Gaduh dengan korang sebab masing-masing busy. Aku je yang tak busy so rasa nak marah semua orang. LOL. But then, it paid off the anger. But all the pictures taken by me were so damn gelap dan kabur or terang bagai because of the damn flash. Haih. Blame my E63 for these. I need a brand new phone A.S.A.P! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZ0swocjUI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Zpvq-JOxCL4/s1600-h/7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZ0swocjUI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Zpvq-JOxCL4/s320/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; damn the flash was so bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZ0aKbvz6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/apES4q45sZE/s1600-h/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZ0aKbvz6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/apES4q45sZE/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kabur all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZz8MMmNrI/AAAAAAAAAbU/a9GgYID5L9o/s1600-h/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZz8MMmNrI/AAAAAAAAAbU/a9GgYID5L9o/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kabur dan gelap sebab turn off kan flash tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haih. Seriously my E63 should be trade away with a new phone right now. By the way, I got the pictures from Sue's phone which is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZz_Znw-XI/AAAAAAAAAbc/a0UCmuU41UQ/s1600-h/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZz_Znw-XI/AAAAAAAAAbc/a0UCmuU41UQ/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love you for this picture. &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZ0CTA3HGI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZrZRczi7I68/s1600-h/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZ0CTA3HGI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZrZRczi7I68/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh, forgot to mention that we went for karaoke-ing for about 14 songs straightaway. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZ0FISUBQI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Ft97AhzC4KM/s1600-h/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZ0FISUBQI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Ft97AhzC4KM/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Kina for the meal and the karaoke bills. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZ0H4THSYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/RXJFsycp5BQ/s1600-h/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZ0H4THSYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/RXJFsycp5BQ/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tadaaa. Here comes the meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So then, I had given the thought that maybe I should buy a new phone. Or maybe I should trade away this phone. I haven't decided. But I will. And I need one. But I loved my E63 for the easy typing SMSes and so cool web browsing. But I have to let it go because of the camera is not functionally well. For me actually. Because I love to take picture. Here and there. Now or later. I do value the picture as people said that a picture worth 1000 words. And obviously it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I better off to begin searching for the potential phone to be add on my own collection. Until than, have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1303387553518840406-7747050717384296345?l=noratiqah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/feeds/7747050717384296345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1303387553518840406&amp;postID=7747050717384296345&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7747050717384296345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1303387553518840406/posts/default/7747050717384296345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noratiqah.blogspot.com/2009/12/nokia-e63-sucks-well-camera-though.html' title='Nokia E63 sucks! well, the camera though.'/><author><name>Nor Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06732885322427263936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/TAt7XuY2u2I/AAAAAAAAAik/WNBJF-BH_yI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SXuV0-BCFPk/SzZ0swocjUI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Zpvq-JOxCL4/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
