<?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-9074960684931129459</id><updated>2011-08-02T09:56:01.590+08:00</updated><category term='Lau Pa Sat'/><category term='Elle'/><category term='outcast'/><category term='Henderson Bridge'/><category term='Ramadhan Al Mubarak'/><category term='Heh..'/><category term='Pathetic Anon'/><category term='Milo'/><category term='boys'/><category term='Muhd'/><category term='calling2'/><category term='Nizam'/><category term='Kapten gatal'/><category term='Su shared her epok epok..'/><category term='Australia'/><category term='Selamat Hari Raya'/><category term='Funny Japanese commercial'/><category term='Good english'/><category term='Makcik Kepo'/><category term='girls'/><category term='Vlog'/><category term='Lee foundation'/><category term='Hiatus'/><category term='Leona Lewis'/><category term='21st birthday'/><category term='Taufiq'/><category term='Zac'/><category term='Nick'/><category term='work'/><category term='Quiz'/><category term='Krun'/><category term='She Who Must Not Be Named =p'/><category term='Johore'/><category term='Better In Time'/><category term='Su'/><category term='lonely'/><category term='mr casanova'/><category term='Ramadhan'/><category term='To my bestfriend Dzaf-Fyra'/><category term='Here we go round the mulberry bush the mulberry bush the mulberry bush~'/><category term='Guilt'/><category term='Tacky Junior'/><category term='JB'/><category term='school'/><category term='Maghalena'/><category term='Nunu'/><category term='Singapore Idol'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Muslimah Night 08'/><category term='Happy Belated New Year 2009'/><category term='Dzaf'/><category term='Azri'/><category term='view'/><category term='Go get a French dictionary'/><category term='Harold and Kumar'/><category term='Tentang Kamu =)'/><category term='art and craft..'/><category term='why'/><category term='Fig and Olive'/><category term='Han'/><category term='Beautiful Disaster'/><category term='Hady Mirza'/><category term='Tioman'/><category term='Tioman Island'/><category term='Benben and Kimi'/><category term='stereotype'/><category term='Sony VAIO'/><category term='Abang Roy'/><category term='Questionnaire'/><category term='Steph'/><category term='Uncle Kamal'/><category term='Paya Beach Resort'/><category term='Overbudget'/><category term='Linda'/><category term='maciam fahaaammmm'/><category term='IP address'/><category term='Madrasah'/><category term='Asian Idol'/><category term='Maniq'/><category term='Hik is not a glamorous nick? =P'/><category term='Princess Dress'/><category term='weight management'/><category term='The Ah Pek and the Pope'/><category term='Libya'/><category term='Vivo'/><category term='My birthday'/><category term='MRT Drama'/><category term='I Am Legend'/><category term='Abang Kong'/><category term='Cover Girl'/><category term='Miss singapore universe 08'/><category term='stress'/><category term='Sheesha'/><category term='Perasantan'/><category term='Syaiful'/><category term='random'/><category term='gym'/><category term='tak puasa'/><category term='Melayu Baru Melayu Maju?'/><category term='blog'/><category term='Pulau Tioman'/><category term='Syawal'/><category term='So yesterday so yesterday..'/><category term='Goodies'/><category term='Hari Raya'/><category term='Cousins'/><category term='Lol'/><category term='Fyra'/><category term='spitefulness'/><category term='Saiful'/><category term='Tacky Wacky Is Back =D'/><category term='sitex 2008'/><category term='roy'/><category term='abang azri'/><category term='Bumper Car'/><category term='fugly girls'/><category term='Haizad Imran'/><category term='Tacky Wacky Spammed My Taggy'/><category term='fat'/><category term='oil blotter'/><category term='Iftar'/><category term='Josh'/><title type='text'>..Enigmatic Paranoia..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>159</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-1668175604260626086</id><published>2010-06-05T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T15:19:56.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zai</title><content type='html'>To Zainudin Adnan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby.. I know you're reading my blog now hahahaha!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-1668175604260626086?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/1668175604260626086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=1668175604260626086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1668175604260626086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1668175604260626086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2010/06/zai.html' title='Zai'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-4396539755513178582</id><published>2010-01-21T09:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T10:14:55.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight management'/><title type='text'>Happy 2010!!</title><content type='html'>Hahah I know that this is very backdated already but yeah people, Happy 2010!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's been nearly a year since I last updated.. Like what the heck, my background was gone, no wonder people kept on saying they can't read my blog.. Then never tell the reason!! Buat paisey je background "account no longer active"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes when I have things to blog about, there will always be stuff hindering me from blogging.. And when I have all the free time in the world, I will be too lazy to blog and play games instead..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So life has been different for me now.. I'm 22 this year.. Have worked for Singapore Airlines, now  working for Northwest/Delta Airlines.. Withdrawn from school due to job commitment.. Received GST Money and  no longer telan air liur looking at the rest of my familia receiving gahmen money in the past years..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still single and am loving it.. Now I wear the singleton dress proudly because that word means freedom, free to do anything I like, not obliged to anybody except for my parents..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been spring cleaning my room last month and I've found stuff that made me laugh and few stuff that brought back sad memories that used to haunt me many years back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were the exes, the notes containing arguments with friends, notes written to friends when bored during classes, neoprints, photos and many more stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there are also the junks, junks I've managed to accumulate despite cleaning my stuff like twice a year, there are simply too many junks, like 75% of the junks at home would be my junks.. Now is the time to let go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I feel like I've grown up too fast.. I've found myself staring out the window on a clear day reminiscing  my childhood life.. I'm lucky because my childhood was filled with fun and laughter and I wasn't controlled to just stay at home, I can go to any neighbour's house, free to play with anyone and I can go out anytime I want, and will only return when my mother shouted out the window or at least, before maghrib.. I would stay out the whole day.. If not, I would be reading my favourite fairy tale books or watch my fairy tale tapes.. In a nutshell, I didnt have a deprived childhood like most kids are nowadays =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course the boring thing for me now is that I have to pay my own bills, I'm paiseh to ask my parents for money, I buy everything using my own money.. But those are the stuff that taught me to be an adult..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the word "adult" sounds boring.. Haiz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's new with me.. Been single for 2 years and w/in these two years, the  guys I met were all plain jerks who thought that I'm a better option than their existing GF.. WTF? Do I even look like an option? Dudes, I'm not an option and I'm nobody's second choice OKAY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are getting stupider than I thought.. Our moms have to shout at our fathers 3times before they can get what our moms are asking for but guys NOW will have to be shouted at 15times and they will only get half of what we're trying to say or sometimes, none at all.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 10.07am while I'm writing this.. Have been up from Subuh and havent slept till now.. Like what's wrong with me? My sleeping patterns change everyday.. Yes, every single day.. And due to that, my weight fluctuates like nobody's business and it is MY business to ensure that I don't get fat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need life.. NOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-4396539755513178582?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/4396539755513178582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=4396539755513178582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4396539755513178582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4396539755513178582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-2010.html' title='Happy 2010!!'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-5355858946962199931</id><published>2009-06-20T09:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T09:50:22.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21st birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lee foundation'/><title type='text'>Been too long</title><content type='html'>It's been too long since I last updated.. And the last thing I updated was about me going on hiatus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta start blogging again.. To make money (haha!!) and also ultimately just to express myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've reached 21 (yaayyyy!!!) on a beautiful date (ceeeyyy) 090609.. See? How can I not say it a beautiful date? Cey aku hahax!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I achieved? For someone at this age, I dare say it's practically none.. Yea.. Nil.. Zero achievements.. And no people, I'm not talking about having a new boyfriend here heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School commences this July.. And there's Smoking Peacock, hopefully my other 3 partners have enough money to start the business because honestly I can't afford to chip in as of now.. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been stressful lately.. I'm facing financial constraint.. I don't wanna depend on my parents anymore. If I could afford, I'd love to take over paying all my household bills but too bad I have to spend loads of money on my education first.. Thanx to Lee Foundation I only need to pay half of my total course fees but that doesn't mean I have more money to spare. I'm not earning as much as my peers do,or at least should, but Alhamdulillah it's enough for me to survive and maybe spend a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously searching for a part-time job whereby I'm free to create my own shift.. And please, I don't want be a barista, it's not even an option, and I don't wanna give tuition anymore unless I'm really desperate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or any guys out there, if you think you can afford to pay my school fees which costs a min of 4k every semester, feel free to email me yeah hahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out people!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-5355858946962199931?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/5355858946962199931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=5355858946962199931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5355858946962199931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5355858946962199931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2009/06/been-too-long.html' title='Been too long'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-5637455772765485431</id><published>2009-02-07T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:33:41.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hiatus'/><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>I am on hiatus right now.. Too busy to blog.. C ya around people!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-5637455772765485431?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/5637455772765485431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=5637455772765485431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5637455772765485431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5637455772765485431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2009/02/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-5229819767067976458</id><published>2009-01-09T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T00:09:49.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Go get a French dictionary'/><title type='text'>I want to marry a French guy..</title><content type='html'>Je veux épouser un homme français. Je ne sais pas pourquoi. Je veux juste de se marier un. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il est peut-être parce que je trouve que les hommes français, sexy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je ne sais pas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people must be thinking that I'm crazy blogging in French.. Ouh well it's cause je veux épouser un homme français..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go figure ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-5229819767067976458?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/5229819767067976458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=5229819767067976458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5229819767067976458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5229819767067976458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-to-marry-french-guy.html' title='I want to marry a French guy..'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-840075198073679701</id><published>2009-01-04T03:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T04:25:04.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Belated New Year 2009'/><title type='text'>New Year 2009</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be asleep now cause I'm supposed to set off to work at 0830hrs but I just can't sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 2009 omg and I kept on telling people I'll start school July next year la, start training Jan next year la, the more alert ones would immediately remind me hey it's already 2009, the more blur ones would just nod and then ask, ehk now is Jan right? Already 2009 lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 2009 and I'm still single.. Don't know why but I just can't forget him.. Honestly I'm still thinking what really caused the break up? Was it me? Or was it him? Or was it both of us? I keep telling myself not to think of all these nonsense and to stop thinking (and especially stop crying) about him. But I just can't. Just the thought of calling him would make me shed some tears and thinking about him would make me insomniac for the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He promised me that by Aidilfitri, I would have forgotten about him.. Shucks, up till now my love for him is still the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The break up has made me a fiercely independent woman (I'm allowed to be called a woman cause I'm turning 21 =D). And I realised that I've actually built a damn high wall when it comes to the opposite sex. If he's below 25, it will be automatically "kau aku" with the exception of a couple of guys lar tapi tu pun cause of awkwardness. If he's 25 and above, it will be strictly brother and sister kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I fear that I will end up a spinster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept on hurting and scaring guys away for the sake of defending myself. And defending the love I have for Nadhir. Gawd I actually put his name here.. He's gonna hate me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's going for NS soon.. How I wish I could come for his POP.. It has always been my ultimate wish to be there during his POP. But now, my wish has turned into a dream that will never realise.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to all the guys whom I've hurt or scared away.. I just can't forget my ex and I'm actually a lil bit afraid that guys would fall for me cause I don't wanna fall for other guys until I can totally 1000% forget Nadhir.. But it's hard to forget him when everywhere I go, there will always be people who are friends with him or somehow, just related in other ways like having mutual friends and stuff. And people kept telling me they saw him here la they saw him there la when I've never seen him anywhere!!! So unlucky of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do remind me of him. Even my busy schedule will make me think of him cause I've always thought I've neglected him and prioritised my work more than him and always spending more hours at work rather than with him which eventually is our one of the reasons we broke up.. I really regretted not spending time with him as much as I spent my time at work.. But I was trying to save money for university.. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing he did can ever make me turn off..Even though he went up with other girls, I've never ever stopped loving him.. In fact, I've never even gotten angry.. Just a bit disappointed and will keep on praying he will go nowhere with any of the girls and for now, that bit of my doa terkabul Alhamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope he will come back to me by the time he ORD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss him.. Too much.. I thought my extremely busy schedule can make me forget him but how wrong, I still think about him all the time.. And the worst think is, so far I've only met a guy introduced by someone and it's cause he looks like Nadhir.. How bad am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, maybe friends should give up matchmaking me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm still thinking about Nadhir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let a guy who really likes me run after me, sweep me of my feet and make me forget Nadhir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let that guy come naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, these will be my New Year 2009 resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Be more punctual for work.&lt;br /&gt;2) Study hard for my degree.&lt;br /&gt;3) Make Smoking Peacock a success.&lt;br /&gt;4) Lose more weight.&lt;br /&gt;5) Stop scaring guys away especially the cute ones XD&lt;br /&gt;6) Start sleeping early.&lt;br /&gt;7) Save more money.&lt;br /&gt;8) Stop crying myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea that's it.. Shall blog about Ameerah's wedding after this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning yaw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out people!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-840075198073679701?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/840075198073679701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=840075198073679701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/840075198073679701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/840075198073679701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-2009.html' title='New Year 2009'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-5402395103424520723</id><published>2008-12-25T03:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T03:41:41.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beautiful Disaster'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Disaster</title><content type='html'>Have you ever sat by the window, look out and think that it is a beautiful day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the weather, despite the buildings, despite the people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the colours, despite the animals, despite the vehicles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceybah I sound so erm what's the word ehk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good, I'm trying to make my words sound nice and now I can't even remember a simple word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I GOT IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's poetic.. Haiya.. Thanx googles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've been asking my friends if they ever sat by a window, doesnt matter la whether it's at home, on a bus or just wherever la.. Just look out, look at the sky, the houses, buildings, trees, people, the way the people are behaving and stuff, I'm sure you'll find that it is indeed a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, this is what most of my friends answered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I look out but I don't feel anything. But if it's raining, then I will find it beautiful and then it gets melancholic and makes me sad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, I'm talking about a beautiful day that will make you happy or just feel alive, not sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea many people relate rainy days to sadness, but that would be mixing you emotions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys try to let go of you feelings, sadness, anger and for once, just enjoy the moment, regardless whether it is raining or shining, just enjoy the moment, look at everything, and for once, you will appreciate life more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betol, tak bedek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(",*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw a beautiful disaster is the most perfect oxymoron, don't you guys think so? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-5402395103424520723?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/5402395103424520723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=5402395103424520723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5402395103424520723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5402395103424520723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/12/beautiful-disaster.html' title='Beautiful Disaster'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-3605061209215390696</id><published>2008-12-09T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:40:00.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melayu Baru Melayu Maju?'/><title type='text'>MeLAYU</title><content type='html'>Reading the papers for the past few days have made me feel so embarassed, disappointed and feel like smacking these people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 3 people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though their stories are different, they have 1 thing in common..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They pissed the Malay/Muslim community, in general, off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story One:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is the so-called kiyai from Indonesia who married a 12 years old girl and planning to marry a 7 year old and a 9 year old.. How come the ages are getting smaller ehk? What pissed me off the most is that he dared to say he is merely following the Prophet's teaching.. WTH? I've never learnt that the Prophet taught men to marry young girls, extremely young girls. And the Prophet only had 1 young wife, the rest were all widows, and he married them to protect them, not cause of lust. Why didnt the Kiayi marry old women/widows/divorcees if he really wants to follow the Prophet, provided he marry to protect lar (and not more than 4 wives!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is just plain stupid and selfish.. Marrying young girls as per advocated by the Prophet? Or as per advocated by Lust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodoh punya orang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is merely taking advantage on these young girls as they came from poor families..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor (extremely) young girls + Rich so-called Kiyai = The Prophet's teachings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, wrong formula..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor (extremely) young girls + Rich so-called Kiyai = Ultimate lust satisfaction..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm sounds right looks right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Involving a very loving couple who are inseparable even if that means living on the streets, with no proper utilities and safe, hygienic place for their 8 children to live and just lead a normal life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their eldest child is 16 years old, dropped outta school to work and thank goodness is schooling again now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youngest is an infant, only 1 year old, with no proper shelter, at least now his older siblings are living comfortably with relatives though all separated but the infant? Live in the open with the loving parents who are merely living on love.. Ahh cinta itu buta.. Cinta boleh mengenyangkan.. Sllluuurrrrpppp!!! Yuummmyyyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok if you don't wanna work cause the jobs offered are not convenient for you to travel, you're not comfortable, or in other more brutally realistic words, just plain lazy to learn new stuff.. Or ouh the salary is just not good enough so what's the point of working right? Might as well you chill out with your family inside your tent by the beach.. Hey, multiple organisations are sponsoring your living right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm and even if you're given a shelter, it's ok to break the rules multiple times cause even if you got kicked out, you still have your relatives to rely on and you can always move about your relatives' houses, it's ok, they "don't" mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh, you love children very much yea? And each child is a reward from GOD.. But you didnt realise that the rewards are attached to something called Responsibility.. So, where's your responsibilty towards your children? By letting them stay and live with relatives and friends? Hmm.. Good idea.. That saves money for your cigarettes riiigghhhtttt?? Ouh yeah.. Cigarettes are your main source of nutritions.. Very healthy indeed for you and your children.. Oooo yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't freaking think for yourselves, think for your children especially the infant!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if any of your children ever indulge in any juvenile deliquencies, you only have yourselves to blame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni lah sakit orang MeLAYU.. Layu sepanjang zaman.. Macam mana MeLAYU nak MAJU? Kata MeLAYU da BARU? LAYU jugak.. Orang MeLAYU zaman dulu lagi segar bugar, tak layu lembik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we got angry when other races insult MeLAYU..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo all the MeLAYUs in the world, let's improve ourselves and be more responsible and not only think of lust ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out People!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-3605061209215390696?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/3605061209215390696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=3605061209215390696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3605061209215390696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3605061209215390696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/12/melayu.html' title='MeLAYU'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-2211123906174358310</id><published>2008-12-01T00:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:44:40.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sitex 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sony VAIO'/><title type='text'>Sony VAIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLCozGAqPI/AAAAAAAABII/zzx5WeQaePo/s1600-h/CIMG5132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274492119770245362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLCozGAqPI/AAAAAAAABII/zzx5WeQaePo/s320/CIMG5132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So........ It's a.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sony VAIO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274500757928018818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLKfmvUA4I/AAAAAAAABJ4/HBVQUmNei90/s320/CIMG5192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah I've owned my dream laptop!! Though not in my dream colour but it's ok cause at least &lt;em&gt;Classy Black &lt;/em&gt;(is it called classy black? Hahahah I can't remember but it sounds nice anyway haha!!) looks corporate-y. Ceybah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah I bought this precious thang at SITEX 2008 together with my crew Adi, Khid and DZAF on Fri the 28th.. Gosh I'm gonna remember this date, the date I bought my dream laptop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahah I feel like I'm overly excited but yeah, bought this with my own money, of course I will feel xxxxtra satisfaction and excitement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And like Khid said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" It's a SONY "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouh yeah baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274492109625450722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLCoNTTYOI/AAAAAAAABIA/eMCVY0Zk86c/s320/CIMG5128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274492102366104786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLCnyQijNI/AAAAAAAABH4/uzTgzXVTRhE/s320/CIMG5126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do we look evil? Cause some brats say we are.. Heheh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274492090484667314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLCnF_yM7I/AAAAAAAABHo/mRFlz7NAymk/s320/CIMG5121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274492094524800802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLCnVDBvyI/AAAAAAAABHw/3K3fHTvucF0/s320/CIMG5125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comparing catalogues and brochures to get the best bargain and VAIO was, ehk no, IS the obvious winner *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274495415603961090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLFopCAHQI/AAAAAAAABIo/Kxg5BCEIuUQ/s320/CIMG5136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274495413975699586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLFoi9y0II/AAAAAAAABIg/uH0Kz98jUiA/s320/CIMG5135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274495406248550514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLFoGLf4HI/AAAAAAAABIY/qQ1J8uhU-cE/s320/CIMG5134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274495404766508482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLFoAqJtcI/AAAAAAAABIQ/nFJtNuOaRME/s320/CIMG5133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some shop wanna collect Khid's specs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for his specs, Adi decided to do the unthinkable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I don't know Khid ever does nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274495424673067410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLFpK0PsZI/AAAAAAAABIw/YAkGbHsviMU/s320/CIMG5142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm what a tender loving care treatment from Adi to Khid.. He comber Khid's hair.. How loving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After collecting Khid's specs, we headed to Almajlis for our heheheh can't tell hahaha... We were all zonked out.. What a wrong place for our ******.. All bengong from sheesha that we can't think properly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw My Bestie Dzaf taught us some real cool stuff to do with the smoke from the sheesha.. We blew the smoke inside a glass and the effects were really cool..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274499759994304786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLJlhJX-RI/AAAAAAAABJA/mh00D5iU3PA/s320/CIMG5176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274499759270299938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLJlecwiSI/AAAAAAAABI4/V4wzGhS6Hno/s320/CIMG5173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274499771513885730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLJmMD21CI/AAAAAAAABJI/LDhVsitis2U/s320/CIMG5178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274499775944475170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLJmckMQiI/AAAAAAAABJY/vX2P4s09yJY/s320/CIMG5179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Adi and Khid decided to try a new trick.. Drinking the smoke hahaha.. Basically Khid will blow smoke inside a glass of water and Adi would drink from it hahah siao..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274500735675895906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLKeT1_kGI/AAAAAAAABJg/6G3RnK2uIXg/s320/CIMG5186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274500740332206386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLKelMJOTI/AAAAAAAABJo/A43i-rrXcJo/s320/CIMG5188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274500757149746754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLKfj1whkI/AAAAAAAABJw/irfM5orYUzk/s320/CIMG5189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pictures can be found in multiply..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ps: I just remembered, it's Jet Black not Classy Black hahahahah ppuuuiiiii!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-2211123906174358310?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/2211123906174358310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=2211123906174358310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2211123906174358310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2211123906174358310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/12/sony-vaio.html' title='Sony VAIO'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/STLCozGAqPI/AAAAAAAABII/zzx5WeQaePo/s72-c/CIMG5132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-5512605888664829249</id><published>2008-11-27T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T23:06:22.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't guys who thread or pluck their eyebrows at least feel gay? Hmmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-5512605888664829249?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/5512605888664829249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=5512605888664829249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5512605888664829249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5512605888664829249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-guys-who-thread-or-pluck-their.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-8312555568495851139</id><published>2008-11-27T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:48:36.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sitex 2008'/><title type='text'>SITEX 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SS6zEJ2SkrI/AAAAAAAABHg/GTeZUh6Desk/s1600-h/sitex-2008.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273349097641906866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SS6zEJ2SkrI/AAAAAAAABHg/GTeZUh6Desk/s320/sitex-2008.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M EXHILIRATED!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-8312555568495851139?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/8312555568495851139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=8312555568495851139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8312555568495851139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8312555568495851139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/11/sitex-2008.html' title='SITEX 2008'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SS6zEJ2SkrI/AAAAAAAABHg/GTeZUh6Desk/s72-c/sitex-2008.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-3953457611694903634</id><published>2008-11-27T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:43:53.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am MEGA excited!!!! WoOoOohhhhOoOoOoOoOO!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-3953457611694903634?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/3953457611694903634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=3953457611694903634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3953457611694903634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3953457611694903634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-mega-excited-wooooohhhhoooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-2304316767526526459</id><published>2008-11-23T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:35:01.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To my bestfriend Dzaf-Fyra'/><title type='text'>To my bestfriend Fyra</title><content type='html'>To my dearest bestfriend, Dzaf-Fyra,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mother wants you to find a guy who has mamak blood while my mother wants otherwise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More guys with mamak blood seem to be attracted to me but more Malay guys seem to be attracted to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camna ni Fyr?? Terbalik!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-2304316767526526459?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/2304316767526526459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=2304316767526526459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2304316767526526459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2304316767526526459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-my-bestfriend-fyra.html' title='To my bestfriend Fyra'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-4093537488125381961</id><published>2008-11-23T20:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T13:02:27.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bumper Car'/><title type='text'>Ya ya papaya</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I last updated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is sooo dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat malu ajer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be an avid blogger.. I used to update my old blogs almost everyday.. But I'm one hella busy woman now (ceybah woman!!) that I'm just too tired to blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been hectic nowadays.. Different kind of problems popping out every now and then.. So tiring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, alas after more than a decade, I gotta ride.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUMPER CAR!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with Dzaf, Adi and Khid.. We had so much fun.. (pictures in multiply)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two things that are not fun at all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The cars are damn slow.. I have to PICIT banyak2 and hard2 to get the damn car moving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) We paid a freaking 6BUCKS for a not even 3 minutes ride.. If you guys watch the 2nd vid below, you'll realise that it's only 2 minutes plus.. Khid recorded our ride from the start till the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still CRAVING to ride the legendary Bumper Car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0GsAKwixcpg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0GsAKwixcpg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xZ5oFVYTsr0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xZ5oFVYTsr0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-4093537488125381961?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/4093537488125381961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=4093537488125381961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4093537488125381961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4093537488125381961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/11/ya-ya-papaya.html' title='Ya ya papaya'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-1117170732699674452</id><published>2008-11-08T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:08:49.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Makcik Kepo'/><title type='text'>Makcik Kepo</title><content type='html'>This is song is specially dedicated to all the makcik makcik kepo.. Not literally makcik as in aunties, but generally females who are kepo and love to create slander wherever they go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity this kind of people.. I wont specify whom but I really pity you makcik2 kepo.. Creating a campaign tarnishing an innocent's name in the hope that this person will be hated but what they don't know is that, behind them they are laughing stocks.. Tsk tsk.. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( One is also famous for the wrong reason at her Alma Mater.. Oops who ehk?? =p Ouh well, bet she didn't know that =D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song directly reflects what's happening to you people (makcik makcik kepo I mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elo..&lt;br /&gt;Elo..&lt;br /&gt;Elobang..&lt;br /&gt;Elobang..&lt;br /&gt;Ape lobang?&lt;br /&gt;Elo Bang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini makcik banyak style&lt;br /&gt;Satu cakap belo satu cakap bye&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang dah kahwin cerai&lt;br /&gt;Ada pula yang sudah kahwin ramai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik cuba nak try try&lt;br /&gt;Try freestyle makcik jangan try&lt;br /&gt;Nanti semua berderai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik hiphop pakai bling bling ee bukan itu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rantai dari Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;Dibuat dari dawai&lt;br /&gt;Nobody know why&lt;br /&gt;I don't know you don't know but why I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada satu hari ada satu makcik datang&lt;br /&gt;Dia datang pat saya dan tanya&lt;br /&gt;"Rokok satu bang"&lt;br /&gt;Alamak kalau makcik nak sebatang marlboro daging cakap la terus terang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurang ajar kau&lt;br /&gt;Makcik rilex saya baru bergurau&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tak boleh angkat joke duduk lah surau&lt;br /&gt;Jangan nak step mak-mak pat sini step fierce macam harimauuwwweee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari manneeee&lt;br /&gt;By now you can tell you've (I cant make out the word)&lt;br /&gt;Get out of my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak sebenarnya saya ni bukan makcik&lt;br /&gt;Saya pakcik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik makcik kepo datang bawak mulot&lt;br /&gt;Kalau makcik banyak mulot&lt;br /&gt;Saya akan cabot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik makcik kepo selalu nak pengaruh&lt;br /&gt;Potpet potpot petpot&lt;br /&gt;Tak stop tak stop sampai mabok ooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada makcik mulot lazer&lt;br /&gt;Tembak "ou ou"&lt;br /&gt;Macam terminator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada makcik naik kereta&lt;br /&gt;Bawak "zumzum"&lt;br /&gt;Mcam mat racer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada makcik jadi bouncer&lt;br /&gt;Badan guy macam Bob wrestler&lt;br /&gt;Eh ade ke?&lt;br /&gt;Actually takde&lt;br /&gt;Engkau yang bodoh pergi percaye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik sekarang suka bergaya&lt;br /&gt;Hari biasa pakai macam Hari Raya&lt;br /&gt;Pakai gelang perak rantai emas&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bila kene rompak dia pekik cemas cemas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak tolong cik makcik nak lemas&lt;br /&gt;Cik dah sesak nafas rantai cik kene kebas&lt;br /&gt;Eh cik rilex chill&lt;br /&gt;Makcik nak dengar cerita tak?&lt;br /&gt;Actually kan cerita dia macam gini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik makcik kepo datang bawak mulot&lt;br /&gt;Mulot makcik ada poison&lt;br /&gt;Hingga saya nak memberut&lt;br /&gt;Makcik makcik kepo datang cakap ELLO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mintak saya rokok tapi saya bagi penumbok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik kuasa nah kepo kepo&lt;br /&gt;Makcik gelek macam J-Lo&lt;br /&gt;Ini bukan J-Lo tapi belo hello hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini juga bukan J-Lo tapi Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Fatsy flabby belly macam bembem&lt;br /&gt;Jiggle o everybody know but this but why but why but why I don't know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now makcik nowadays don't lepak pat pasar&lt;br /&gt;They always hang around out at the plaza&lt;br /&gt;Sunplaza park or Lucky Plaza&lt;br /&gt;Dating with another man at another Pizza Hut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik sekarang pakai ketat ketat&lt;br /&gt;Luar ketat tapi dalam longgar&lt;br /&gt;Ape nak jadi ape nak jadi&lt;br /&gt;Sampai sekarang masih belom berlaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik makcik kepo datang bawak mulot&lt;br /&gt;Mulot cik ada semut&lt;br /&gt;Cik pelokek kemut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik makcik kepo&lt;br /&gt;Suka potpet potpet potpotpot&lt;br /&gt;Potpet petpot ello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang ada dua ringgit makcik takde duit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makcik busuk hati&lt;br /&gt;Selalu mengumpat disana sini&lt;br /&gt;Makcik tak patut jadi orang punya bini&lt;br /&gt;Tak sedar diri sampai cina mati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wewewewewewewewewewewewewewewewewewewewe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song maybe created to slam the makcik kepos yang literally makcik but I dedicate this song specially to females who act like makcik2 kepo. Siapa yang terasa, terasa la.. I never say names or things that might be related to anyone here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-1117170732699674452?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/1117170732699674452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=1117170732699674452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1117170732699674452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1117170732699674452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/11/makcik-kepo.html' title='Makcik Kepo'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-5078107215947840788</id><published>2008-11-01T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:04:38.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fyra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abang Roy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libya'/><title type='text'>Abang Roy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SQxbpr6qYsI/AAAAAAAABHY/NvgM0pctaq0/s1600-h/CIMG4457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263682836210803394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SQxbpr6qYsI/AAAAAAAABHY/NvgM0pctaq0/s320/CIMG4457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SQxbpQxjWZI/AAAAAAAABHQ/_EUAEJI42pY/s1600-h/CIMG4788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263682828924836242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SQxbpQxjWZI/AAAAAAAABHQ/_EUAEJI42pY/s320/CIMG4788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SQxbpOMQ6bI/AAAAAAAABHI/3V7pj5GFMdU/s1600-h/CIMG4786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263682828231567794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SQxbpOMQ6bI/AAAAAAAABHI/3V7pj5GFMdU/s320/CIMG4786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SQxbozW09pI/AAAAAAAABHA/M03ZwyB012s/s1600-h/CIMG4783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263682821028116114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SQxbozW09pI/AAAAAAAABHA/M03ZwyB012s/s320/CIMG4783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SQxbo8Az04I/AAAAAAAABG4/ov6QUN_zqTA/s1600-h/CIMG4782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263682823351686018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SQxbo8Az04I/AAAAAAAABG4/ov6QUN_zqTA/s320/CIMG4782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear I'm missing my best guy friend... Azry DeRoy aka Abang Roy.. Haiz.. Nasib dapat lepak beberapa kali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I've got his video singing for me Seribu Tahun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alahai feeling tol bespren aku nie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Azri, I'm gonna miss you ok???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shites hope he's not reading.. Confirm kene coloured nanti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met him a few hours before he flew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dzaf and I bought him a bottle of perfume from the Body Shop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan hilang or pecah sudah haaa Roy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J87DKAIhlE8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J87DKAIhlE8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh nak nyanyi depan camera malu.. Nyanyi feeling2 depan semua orang time aku cuci tangan tak malu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont know how he managed to make it sound like a Hari Raya song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This vid is Abang Roy sedang feeling2 sebab dapat present.. Heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2UczYzilbvc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2UczYzilbvc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss You La Azri sob sob =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in 2 years time =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-5078107215947840788?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/5078107215947840788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=5078107215947840788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5078107215947840788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5078107215947840788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/11/abang-roy.html' title='Abang Roy'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SQxbpr6qYsI/AAAAAAAABHY/NvgM0pctaq0/s72-c/CIMG4457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-1282465656833195294</id><published>2008-10-25T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:10:48.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!</title><content type='html'>Saw someone's name with "!" to it? Let's say my name Nurhikmah has an "!" it will look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Nurhikmah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you pronounce that? And what if that person with the name "!" is far away and you need to shout for that person's name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this video helps (haha!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starring:&lt;br /&gt;Khidir&lt;br /&gt;Adi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by:&lt;br /&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceeyyy macam fahaaammmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uHNJtNN39o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uHNJtNN39o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: This is what will happen when you put 3 "creative" youths together in the middle of the night waiting for the "confirm-not-coming" bus tired from Jalan Raya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-1282465656833195294?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/1282465656833195294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=1282465656833195294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1282465656833195294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1282465656833195294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='!!!'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-1862439885546096898</id><published>2008-10-20T21:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:34:28.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hari Raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dzaf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lau Pa Sat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abang Roy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taufiq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Azri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muhd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Syaiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abang Kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Krun'/><title type='text'>Jalan Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SPyKvR15ywI/AAAAAAAABGQ/g9sXoE2UIXc/s1600-h/CIMG4241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259231009709869826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SPyKvR15ywI/AAAAAAAABGQ/g9sXoE2UIXc/s320/CIMG4241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SPyKviEJVqI/AAAAAAAABGY/x3tF4ExT49s/s1600-h/CIMG4247.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SPyKvl-XrEI/AAAAAAAABGg/ACP0iaKHBII/s1600-h/CIMG4252.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SPyKv48WFUI/AAAAAAAABGo/WCjZzxJ1KGQ/s1600-h/CIMG4266.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SPyKwN52V7I/AAAAAAAABGw/yhIn8q0dNYg/s1600-h/CIMG4270.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a hectic week.. Went for Jalan Raya with Dzaf and Krun and new mates namely TaufiQ, Saiful and Muhd.. Went to erm 9 houses.. Started off with Woon's house and ended at Abang Roy's house..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was the most happening Hari Raya ever.. The most happening in my life as of now I think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TaufiQ and Saiful are the funniest boys on Earth.. With all our seleng-ness and constant sesat jalan, we literally Jalan Raya di atas Jalan as Taufiq put it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we started off without any car cause Mr Driver Saiful was schooling and finished school only at 4pm so Moi, Dzaf and Krun jalan2 to our friends' houses first before heading off to TaufiQ's place.. Muhd joined us at TaufiQ's house.. With his ever cool scrambler..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada orang dapat naek la kan.. Cool aper..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I wanna do pictorials but I dunno why my uploader just wont work and I'm lazy to go through photobucket.. Just go to my multiply yea..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm shagged!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out peepz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-1862439885546096898?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/1862439885546096898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=1862439885546096898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1862439885546096898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1862439885546096898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/10/jalan-raya.html' title='Jalan Raya'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SPyKvR15ywI/AAAAAAAABGQ/g9sXoE2UIXc/s72-c/CIMG4241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-8039494113883890803</id><published>2008-10-11T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T15:31:46.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone friendster message me and left me his number.. Apparently he has a dead friendster.. I don't know whether I should contact him. His name reminded me of someone who passed me his number when I was 12, we were in the bus otw to the stadium to watch Liverpool training. But I apparently turned him down.. I was 12 man and was still in the I-Hate-Boys Club..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's really the same guy, I hope he's.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grown Taller muahahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I Hope He's Not Reading Tis =P-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-8039494113883890803?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/8039494113883890803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=8039494113883890803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8039494113883890803'/><link rel='self' 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style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ku Tak Bisa Menebak&lt;br /&gt;Ku Tak Bisa Membaca&lt;br /&gt;Tentang Kamu&lt;br /&gt;Tentang Kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Kau Buat Ku Bertanya&lt;br /&gt;Slalu Dalam Hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Tentang Kamu&lt;br /&gt;Tentang Kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bagaimana Bila Akhirnya Ku Cinta Kau&lt;br /&gt;Dari Kekuranganmu Hingga Lebihmu&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana Bila Semua Benar Terjadi&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin Inilah Yang Terindah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Begitu Banyak Bintang&lt;br /&gt;Seperti Pertanyaanku&lt;br /&gt;Tentang Kamu&lt;br /&gt;Tentang Kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bagaimana Bila Akhirnya Ku Cinta Kau&lt;br /&gt;Dari Kekuranganmu Hingga Lebihmu&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana Bila Semua Benar Terjadi&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin Inilah Yang Terindah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-8864148533889800444?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/8864148533889800444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=8864148533889800444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8864148533889800444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8864148533889800444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/10/tentang-kamu.html' title='Tentang Kamu'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-6135324189153972261</id><published>2008-10-06T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:21:32.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Am Legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harold and Kumar'/><title type='text'>Haiz</title><content type='html'>I'm like what, addicted to three movies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I Am Legend&lt;br /&gt;2) Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle&lt;br /&gt;3) Harold and Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I just can't stop watching these three movies.. Ok I know Harold and Kumar is like so pervert-ish but both are damn hilarious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz btw btw, a lil note for you guys, as in literally guys/men/boys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a rebound item ok.. And I don't like it if a guy tries to treat me as a cheap entertainment, when he's bored he will come to me and when he's not, he will treat me like im Hard Up for him ouh puh-lease, I'm priceless okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm frustrated that certain guy(s) thought that I'm too good for him just because I'm from a Madrasah...?? What kind of ideology is that?? Weird.. There's no need for you to feel intimidated by me ok.. I'm like so normal ok.. If just because I pray 5 times a day makes you feel initimidated, that's sooo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying is like sooo normal.. Why make it a big issue? Like only the chosen ones would pray 5times everyday.. Haiya.. Please la, I'm open minded okay guys.. No need to feel shy/paiseh what more intimidated ok ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-6135324189153972261?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/6135324189153972261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=6135324189153972261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6135324189153972261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6135324189153972261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/10/haiz.html' title='Haiz'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-3480947279974138948</id><published>2008-10-05T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:18:52.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr casanova'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abang azri'/><title type='text'>Abang Azry</title><content type='html'>My Mr Casanova aka Abang Azroy came to my house just now at around 7.45pm.. He came with few other Aljunied-ians, Mokhsein and Rahim and the rest are SATS people.. They really camwhore lar.. Especially the spot where my mom just painted.. Didn't get to take their pix cause my fam brought the camera as they're attending an open house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes peeps, I attended to them alone.. Was damn paiseh at first but they're all funny people full of craps so we got along fine.. And they asked me go karaoke with them.. Especially Mr Casanova Azri who was persistent.. Nak duet.. Puuuiiiiii!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah I'm gonna miss him alot when he goes back to Libya.. My Good Friend.. He referred to me as his good friend.. I'm so touched.. Ok la Abang Roy, let's go karaoke ok? I will bring Fyra along and as YOU WISH, a few other chix.. Haiz.. Chix ajer otaknyer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay peeps, I'm gonna go watch some DVDs now to kill boredom.. Update again later ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Where did you go? =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-3480947279974138948?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/3480947279974138948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=3480947279974138948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3480947279974138948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3480947279974138948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/10/abang-azry.html' title='Abang Azry'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-1514542604508811493</id><published>2008-10-02T20:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:35:26.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selamat Hari Raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Dress'/><title type='text'>Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SOTKZN9SEfI/AAAAAAAAAy4/rkqP4UHA1LU/s1600-h/CIMG3853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252545600013079026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SOTKZN9SEfI/AAAAAAAAAy4/rkqP4UHA1LU/s320/CIMG3853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya people!! Hahaha me and my Hari Raya wishes.. Like Sharin said, kau tak abes2 cakap Selamat Hari Raya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just for fun.. A hari raya clip.. Done by our local erm talents hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J2qcX6MZjZ4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J2qcX6MZjZ4&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinar Lebaran 2008 was ok la fun though there were loads of lame moments like when Nabila asked Wahyu Rahman what is Singapore's unique kuih and she said the upcoming Bantal Peluk Wahyu.. Ok la actually I think she said that cause there's no unique kuih raya in Singapore.. Hmm.. Ok la that "joke" was supposed to be a bit funny la but Wahyu made it sound lame? I dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at Sarawak, the lady who baked the kuih lapis Sarawak said that the most happening thing during Raya is that people keep on visiting UP TILL the 7TH day of Hari Raya.. Ouh well what she didn't know is that in Singapore, we celebrate and visit people's house till the end of Syawal hahax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1st day Raya was ok2 lar.. Didn't get to "tayang" (isy isy!!) my Princess Dress much cause my fam started visiting at night due my dad didn't get leave yesterday.. So didn't get to see all my cousins and camwhore.. And mama was sick and so she was a bit grumpy.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictorials:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252546691242290658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SOTLYvGmbeI/AAAAAAAAAzY/Lf0-fMcocBA/s320/CIMG3869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252546693794304946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SOTLY4nDE7I/AAAAAAAAAzg/ZQCVztwYk4s/s320/CIMG3874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252545603550897554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SOTKZbIw5ZI/AAAAAAAAAzA/SE-iHCi5e0Q/s320/CIMG3809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252545600610704290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SOTKZQLxG6I/AAAAAAAAAzI/Eub3ahGOUPQ/s320/CIMG3873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252546688471758178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SOTLYkyDdWI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/NiTupyLsrg8/s320/CIMG3868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252545597574220034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SOTKZE30CQI/AAAAAAAAAyw/mx8F-2YFZ3M/s320/CIMG3830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESENTING TO YOU.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PRINCESS DRESS!!!!! YAAYYY!!!! pix tak clear haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252545599141230626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SOTKZKtauCI/AAAAAAAAAyo/9wqQ2yHilLE/s320/CIMG3862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more pictures.. Biasa gak.. Multiply =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-1514542604508811493?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/1514542604508811493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=1514542604508811493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1514542604508811493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1514542604508811493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/10/hari-raya.html' title='Hari Raya'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SOTKZN9SEfI/AAAAAAAAAy4/rkqP4UHA1LU/s72-c/CIMG3853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-8054968249566850089</id><published>2008-09-23T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:36:21.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selamat Hari Raya'/><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>My 1st Vlog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B002Fl8KwbE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B002Fl8KwbE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya people!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-8054968249566850089?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/8054968249566850089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=8054968249566850089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8054968249566850089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8054968249566850089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/09/selamat-hari-raya_23.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-3062243266981646559</id><published>2008-09-23T12:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:12:16.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selamat Hari Raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vlog'/><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SNhsGWmCWaI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KqKfZ5hjy_k/s1600-h/slamat+raya.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249064222100445602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SNhsGWmCWaI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KqKfZ5hjy_k/s320/slamat+raya.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since someone (hehe) is xxxtra excited about Hari Raya, I shall be too weeeeeeeee!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps: Gonna upload a vlog soon.. Ouh yeah ouh yeah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-3062243266981646559?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/3062243266981646559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=3062243266981646559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3062243266981646559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3062243266981646559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SNhsGWmCWaI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KqKfZ5hjy_k/s72-c/slamat+raya.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-2757663599042951832</id><published>2008-09-22T21:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:09:38.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid Mubarak</title><content type='html'>Aidilfitri is fast approaching.. And my taggy is full of the (same) people hate tagging me.. Aku naik penat nak melayan.. Mula2 entertaining la tapi when someone who framed me and my bestfriend, Fyra, return to "haunt" (hohoho) us, wth? Now she's saying things like Hikmah pendendam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau aku pendendam, aku da g pass blog kao pt police arh.. Infact, I still have the printscreens of your blog if you want, I can very well upload them here but I'm not that asinine to rake up something that happened when we weren't even 18.. Case da berzaman giler and now you're saying what? Fyra and I are getting our karmas? When it has been all your shites all this while and now you're saying that it's mine and Fyra's karma? You're still in yours dont you realise that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal aku da lama lupakan that thing.. Those are all your shites and you expect me and Fyra to clean it all up? You can never win me, never win us.. Stop being jealous of others' luck.. You should be grateful for a friend.. Padahal aku tak pernah kacau kau.. Ini la dia kalau hidup asyik nak berdengki, sampai bila2 dendam and jealousy kau takkan padam la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can stop tagging me btw cause everything that come out of your mouth are nothing but slanders.. You accused me that I brought slanders to myself? Padahal aku tak pernah ganggu hidup kau.. Did you know how the juniors treated me when I decided to drop out of the committee cause aku tak hadap sangat nak that top position yang kau tergila2kan sngt walau initially memang aku confirm akan dapat that post? They were disappointed and angry at me cause why? Cause they're scared YOU would get that position which alas you didnt get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it that you want from us now? Trying to break our friendship apart pulak? Forget it lar girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can very well just stop visiting my blog.. IF your life is really complete (which I dont think so cause if it is, you wouldnt menyebok at my taggy) then good for you.. I dont care and your life will never affect me and Fyra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to think that I've never known you in my life.. If you keep on tagging, maknanya kau maseh berdendam ngan aku and I dont know for whatever reasons.. Just go away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best of luck in life and may your hatred and jealousy for Fyra and me will fade away one day.. Just go away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: For those who know about this incident, comments are not allowed ok.. Thanks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-2757663599042951832?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/2757663599042951832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=2757663599042951832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2757663599042951832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2757663599042951832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/09/eid-mubarak.html' title='Eid Mubarak'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-6010342499403947972</id><published>2008-09-21T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T02:22:47.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bart, I swear that the post about someone tak puasa was NOT about you.. Only people who definitely know you will be able to think that you're not that insane to eat underneath Fyra's block..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To orang.. Get a life.. Think before you tag.. You fingers are definitely faster than you brain.. What a pity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anonymous.. Kau kenal aku pey orang macam mana? Hahahaha. Smart you mean? That's why you never win me and that's why I never let you win and that's why you cant/wont talk to me personally muahahahaahahahah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-6010342499403947972?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/6010342499403947972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=6010342499403947972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6010342499403947972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6010342499403947972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/09/bart-i-swear-that-post-about-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-9101151935704301291</id><published>2008-09-20T01:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T01:53:21.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pathetic Anon'/><title type='text'>Pathetic Anon</title><content type='html'>It amuses me that a certain someone tries to put me down by saying stupd things that happen to everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About friendship.. Haha.. Still raking up about the times when we always went "jangan geng ngan dia" and "tanak gang awak"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's soo juvenile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If YOU still can't get over that period of time whereby people are still searching for identity and looking for the best group of friends, how.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I know is that, I have all the friends I need and you're not one of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if you thought I made YOU friendless.. Well, I don't think everyone is stupid to not befriend you just because I ask them not to.. It's up to individuals and also your own "perangai yang sungguh cantik"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believe that happen like what? Years back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still so juvenile yea you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about karma ehk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're getting your's =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-9101151935704301291?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/9101151935704301291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=9101151935704301291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/9101151935704301291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/9101151935704301291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/09/pathetic-anon.html' title='Pathetic Anon'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-6239913515986079918</id><published>2008-09-18T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:18:37.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tak puasa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>Thanx Elle for that sweet dream.. I HOPE it will come TRUE except for the part when you fought with someone hahahaha.. I don't want that to happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to blog about something but it's too personal and I'm afraid that person might read this and get the wrong idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind.. Some other time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to YOU if YOU'RE reading this.. How stupid of YOU, YOU'RE not fasting and of all places, YOU chose to eat under my BESTFRIEND'S block!! And YOU even DENY that YOU'RE not fasting when it's obvious that you're hiding a packet of CHIPSMORE.. WHAT WERE YOU THINKING??!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yea, you weren't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-6239913515986079918?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/6239913515986079918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=6239913515986079918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6239913515986079918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6239913515986079918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-4167095359719332429</id><published>2008-09-15T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:12:35.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henderson Bridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iftar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vivo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nizam'/><title type='text'>Iftar =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SM55noHQ-7I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/tyxLT1hKwsI/s1600-h/CIMG3660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246264337622956978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SM55noHQ-7I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/tyxLT1hKwsI/s320/CIMG3660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SM55n89GC2I/AAAAAAAAAyY/jGwkZYtR89Q/s1600-h/CIMG3656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246264343217441634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SM55n89GC2I/AAAAAAAAAyY/jGwkZYtR89Q/s320/CIMG3656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a really fun night yesternight.. Went Iftar at &lt;a href="mailto:Banquet@Vivo"&gt;Banquet@Vivo&lt;/a&gt; City (yea I know that place again) and I wasted my $3.50!!! I was so stupido dam dam to order the normal Fishball Noodle and it was really hot..and yea, I only managed the fishballs and my noodle? Hah, I can even sell it back as it was practically untouched.. Haiz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had some embarassing moments despite Su reminding me NOT to make a fool outta myself.. K, first I spilled my drink while pouring it into my cup and of all people, Zac was the one who witnessed it while Elle beside me was busy eating her Yong Tau Foo.. Grrrr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went to Henderson Bridge.. It was really romantic.. And we took pictures.. I didn't talk much to Zac as it was our first meeting so we were like what, blushing? Hahahahah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok ok don't wanna talk much about the outing here.. Don't wanna reveal so much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe (",*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-4167095359719332429?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/4167095359719332429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=4167095359719332429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4167095359719332429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4167095359719332429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/09/iftar.html' title='Iftar =)'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SM55noHQ-7I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/tyxLT1hKwsI/s72-c/CIMG3660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-3434001448455204218</id><published>2008-09-11T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:47:32.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MRT Drama'/><title type='text'>MRT Drama</title><content type='html'>Girls can be seriously crazy and psychotic when it comes to love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rCBjwtN7xgA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rCBjwtN7xgA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is this called.. I do symphatise her situation but I pity her attitude more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this video is quite outdated but just wanna share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ps: I wish SOMEONE would watch this video and realise that she is halfway there.. There as in the girl's attitude =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-3434001448455204218?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/3434001448455204218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=3434001448455204218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3434001448455204218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3434001448455204218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/09/mrt-drama.html' title='MRT Drama'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-7674459546941057873</id><published>2008-09-11T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:25:29.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!!I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!! I Have A Date!!! &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-7674459546941057873?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/7674459546941057873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=7674459546941057873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/7674459546941057873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/7674459546941057873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-date-i-have-date-i-have-date-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-8702423729349016522</id><published>2008-09-11T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T19:42:40.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maciam fahaaammmm'/><title type='text'>Macam Faham</title><content type='html'>Boy, I think you should read my disclaimer at least 17 times before tagging ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never said I'm perfect.. I have my reasons for every entry I posted.. And there's no need for anyone of you to keep on saying ehk Hik kao kutuk orang ehk Hik tak baik kau this tak baik kau that.. I know myself and I know what I am doing ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================&lt;br /&gt; I can't comprehend girls who shamelessly court attached guys.. And they do psychotic things like threatening, spreading slander about the guy's girlfriend/wife/fiance etc, seducing the guy openly and stuff like that. Don't they have moral to uphold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yea, they don't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I seriously can't even think what made girls court any guys in front of their eyes and make use of the guys.. Can't totally blame the guys for falling for the girls as they're seduced.. In this case, I'm talking about girls seducing all guys they can get their hands on, not bigshot guys who will just sweep any girls who try to seduce them off their feets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. What made them do that? What what what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materialism? (Is there such a word anyway??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prove that they're hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What what what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the girl's not pretty? What if the girl actually came from a close-knitted family? What if she has plenty of friends to hang out with? What what what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hady, if you wanna court Fyra, think like a gentleman, act like a gentleman k? Fyra's been through too many shitty moments in her life, only Allah knows how Fyra live her life day by day.. Cey macam exaggerated gitu ehk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw honestly, I don't know what's your motive.. Sorry I mean, why Fyra? There are so many girls who'd die to be in Fyra's shoes now but why Fyra? If this is just an infatuation, you can forget courting her.. I won't let any other man hurt my bestfriend again ok? If you do that, I swear I will stop being your &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fan&lt;/span&gt; (hahahahahaha!!).. If it's just a mere crush, you only need to befriend her ok? Don't court her please.. I want you to think carefully. Be friends first.. No need to attract her. Let it develop naturally.. No need to rush dude, Fyra's only 20.. Ouh well I understand la cause you're reaching the Age.. Hahahhahhaha.. As for now, just continue to give your morale support to her.. Okie? When you're really sure of your feelings, then I will teach you how to attract/court her ok? (",*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-8702423729349016522?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/8702423729349016522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=8702423729349016522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8702423729349016522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8702423729349016522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/09/macam-faham.html' title='Macam Faham'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-8227925890728579113</id><published>2008-09-09T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T01:18:41.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='She Who Must Not Be Named =p'/><title type='text'>She</title><content type='html'>She can't even write English properly.. She's dark, she's skinny, she's got a bad reputation, she's just... Well let's just say below average.. Ouh well, stupid guys love dumb "below average" girls anyway cause they know that they don't deserve hot intelligent girls ryte Dzaf? Ouh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes around ehk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh, they just deserve each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chuckles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-8227925890728579113?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/8227925890728579113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=8227925890728579113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8227925890728579113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8227925890728579113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/09/she.html' title='She'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-3301919476045098031</id><published>2008-09-06T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:24:07.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My interesting off day</title><content type='html'>My off day today has been interesting and exhausting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Polished part of my kitchen wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Paint part of the living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Vacuumed the whole house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la I'm exaggerating, it's not exhausting at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna COMPLAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kuihs from Raja Kuih TAK SEDAP!!! DON'T BUY DON'T BUY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste is boring and is soooo Malaysian!! Not that I have anything against Malaysian kuih but the taste of the kuihs are all generally the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's ridiculously expensive.. With only 25 pieces of kuih in 1 pax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay complains aside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to collect my shoes yahhooooooo!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-3301919476045098031?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/3301919476045098031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=3301919476045098031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3301919476045098031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3301919476045098031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-interesting-off-day.html' title='My interesting off day'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-983285965984274283</id><published>2008-09-06T04:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T04:13:34.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fugly girls'/><title type='text'>Fugly Girls Vs Gorgeous Girls</title><content type='html'>I seriously couldn't comprehend guys' taste nowadays. Beautiful girls with good hearts and strong religious standing are passe. Guys nowadays are into uglier girls with fugly attitude. Maybe they're more fun? (as in pakai buang??) or fugly looks with fugly attitude is the new beauty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird riiigggghhhhhhttttt??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-983285965984274283?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/983285965984274283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=983285965984274283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/983285965984274283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/983285965984274283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/09/fugly-girls-vs-gorgeous-girls.html' title='Fugly Girls Vs Gorgeous Girls'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-870837702689928593</id><published>2008-09-02T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:46:41.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodies'/><title type='text'>Ramadhan Goodies</title><content type='html'>I find it irking that people who are not supposed to receive Ramadhan "goodies",like the bubur Masjid and the likes, in the first place queue up with slamberland faces. Arent them the least paiseh to queue up like they are the "priority passengers" (in airline term)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the big people also macam faham give the goodies to "outside" people. Konon2 to strengthen the ties. Yes I understand that but I just think it's a tad too far and unnecessary wastage. Sorry I say that. That money could have been channelled to help more Muslim societies in preparing for Ramadhan, Syawal and the period after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well, living in Singapore, what will you expect kan? Ultimate kiasuism..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah no, I won't take that as an excuse.. This is just sheer greediness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I don't understand why in the world would Al-Irsyad donate a big sum to help some Indonesian thingy. I know I sound so rude but please, provide for your own students first before providing for others please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-870837702689928593?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/870837702689928593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=870837702689928593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/870837702689928593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/870837702689928593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/09/ramadhan-goodies.html' title='Ramadhan Goodies'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-3166393504401845064</id><published>2008-08-31T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:33:15.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maniq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Syawal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhan Al Mubarak'/><title type='text'>Ramadan Al-Mubarak!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLq4qxkQtVI/AAAAAAAAAyI/XZSI6_VxrRw/s1600-h/ramadhan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240704161398437202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLq4qxkQtVI/AAAAAAAAAyI/XZSI6_VxrRw/s320/ramadhan.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Ramadhan to all Muslim readers!! May we have a fulfilling Ramadhan so we can enjoy a blissful Syawal yahhoooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belom apape da sibuk raya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know it's ethically wrong as it is only the first night of Ramadhan but I'm too excited to collect my custom-made heels from Maniq yaahhhhoooooooo!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. Can't wait - Ok stop talking about Hari Raya Hikmah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. This Ramadhan and Syawal's gonna be the toughest for me and 2 other girlfriends.. I pray that we are strong enough to endure all the hardships yea Insya Allah Amin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really really really hope that I will lose weight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly.. I'm fatter than the fattest whale- yaikz!!! Na'uzubillah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-3166393504401845064?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/3166393504401845064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=3166393504401845064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3166393504401845064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3166393504401845064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/08/ramadan-al-mubarak.html' title='Ramadan Al-Mubarak!!!'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLq4qxkQtVI/AAAAAAAAAyI/XZSI6_VxrRw/s72-c/ramadhan.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-8524157650645806285</id><published>2008-08-26T23:21:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:49:55.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Han'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dzaf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Su'/><title type='text'>Su</title><content type='html'>If you guys wonder how Su looks like as I've been mentioning her a couple of times over here, here's a really nice picture of me, Su and Linda =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQf3ixvcpI/AAAAAAAAAxI/VeuEs79yJOE/s1600-h/DSC00640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238847305627431570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQf3ixvcpI/AAAAAAAAAxI/VeuEs79yJOE/s320/DSC00640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su is the girl on the left.. She has super nice hair ok.. And she's an Indian.. A mixed one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, by this time you guys should have already realised that I have another motive for uploading this photo.. Besides to somewhat "introduce" you guys to Su, it is because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of US look REALLY good inside this picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JB trip was fun but could have been more fun if Muhd Ryhan joined us.. grrrr.. But it was understandable, no worries dude, cause Han had to take care of his sick mother.. I cancelled the plan when Han sms-ed me and Dzaf early in the morning at 6+ telling he can't come, and I had to call Dzaf and slept through the half an hour discussion with Dzaf while Dzaf think for us (which indirectly means she was half sleeping too).. Alas I decided to cancel the outing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at around 10+am due to tummyache and then suddenly Ting!! I wanna go JB =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called Dzaf and we proceded with our plan. She asked Fee to come along but unfortunately Fee had other plans.. I know this is the ultimate idiocy and insanity but yea, Dzaf and I went to JB alone.. Just the two of us without any guys.. And it was quite scary.. What with the mat Mesia all whistling at us and one actually made a kissing sound on me.. Meremang telinga aku.. And everywhere we go around City Square people were like "orang Singapore orang Singapore".. Wth, jakun nah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, Malaysians are enterprising people but who knows they are this enterprising?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQkKtZsEwI/AAAAAAAAAxY/wPCYcb1_Zyo/s1600-h/CIMG3429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238852032943362818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQkKtZsEwI/AAAAAAAAAxY/wPCYcb1_Zyo/s320/CIMG3429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massage service promotion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQkKfPefoI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/gPiUx1JKxS0/s1600-h/CIMG3428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238852029142433410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQkKfPefoI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/gPiUx1JKxS0/s320/CIMG3428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah lah when I entered this cubicle at Angsana's I got the shock of my life.. When I closed the door and was hanging my bag, I got another shock of my life but in a funny way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQkKxK_W5I/AAAAAAAAAxg/yIwfqoyMA6k/s1600-h/CIMG3430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238852033955453842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQkKxK_W5I/AAAAAAAAAxg/yIwfqoyMA6k/s320/CIMG3430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la actually when I entered the cubicle I didn't get the shock of my life lah, I exaggerated, it was when I entered the building and looked for the receptionist that I got the shock of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well, I don't blame her, it IS a boring job.. With no computer on the desk whatsoever, accompanied only by a Rubik's cube, who wouldn't fall asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ouh btw to any Malaysian bigshots reading this, I know this is super rude but people (in general incl Malaysians) don't pay 10/20/30/40cents to get this kind of toilet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQukhjZv7I/AAAAAAAAAyA/Xkqgika0Egk/s1600-h/CIMG3428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238863471555755954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQukhjZv7I/AAAAAAAAAyA/Xkqgika0Egk/s320/CIMG3428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me how, I just managed to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;douch&lt;/span&gt; somehow.. OMG the head of the pipe is not even in the picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQui_d83fI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Hski7WkI3q4/s1600-h/CIMG3436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238863445226216946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQui_d83fI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Hski7WkI3q4/s320/CIMG3436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better la but that doesn't mean I was comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQujL6-0RI/AAAAAAAAAxw/4Vw2vv0kN7k/s1600-h/CIMG3437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238863448569205010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQujL6-0RI/AAAAAAAAAxw/4Vw2vv0kN7k/s320/CIMG3437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No scribblings at the back of the toilet door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hose at Angsana's toilet was long but placed too high it was nearly unreachable but the hose at City Square's toilet was just beside your knee (when you squat haha!) but the hose was too short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were they thinking man??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the trip was fun la cause I gotta spend quality time with my bestie.. We watched Susuk and yea, it wasn't that scary but the procedures to get the Susuk was damn scary and disturbing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really wished Han was with us on that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I've planned for a JB trip with Han this evening.. Just can't wait for it to happen yaahhhoooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures uploaded on my multiply =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-8524157650645806285?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/8524157650645806285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=8524157650645806285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8524157650645806285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8524157650645806285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/08/su.html' title='Su'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SLQf3ixvcpI/AAAAAAAAAxI/VeuEs79yJOE/s72-c/DSC00640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-469157248438355792</id><published>2008-08-22T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:31:04.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Here we go round the mulberry bush the mulberry bush the mulberry bush~'/><title type='text'>Falling Bush</title><content type='html'>I SUPER LOVE this link.. If you ever feel so depressed and just feel the need to hit someone, go to the url below..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.planetdan.net/pics/misc/georgie.htm"&gt;http://www.planetdan.net/pics/misc/georgie.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over here you can hit, twirl, and do everything imaginable to Bush..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do try it yea, it's fun XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-469157248438355792?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/469157248438355792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=469157248438355792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/469157248438355792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/469157248438355792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/08/falling-bush.html' title='Falling Bush'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-9022744653597875346</id><published>2008-08-22T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:06:41.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HdMrz</title><content type='html'>As a HUGE fan, I think I deserve complimentary gifts riiiggghhhttttt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially now that you're.....let's just say READING my blog..Wahahahahahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay aku muka tak tau malu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: I think YOU know whom am I talking about DUDE XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-9022744653597875346?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/9022744653597875346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=9022744653597875346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/9022744653597875346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/9022744653597875346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/08/hdmrz.html' title='HdMrz'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-6371506752821450210</id><published>2008-08-18T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:36:55.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz</title><content type='html'>So sadding to see my own besty going through hell all on her own.. It's not that I'm not by her side, but I can't accompany her all the time due to work.. She's sick and seriously needs medical attention but there's no one to accompany her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these shits are seriously taking a toll on her mentally and physically.. Though she jokes that this is the best way to lose weight, this is NO laughing matter.. Gosh.. How I wish I can carry half her burden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Dzaf, be strong kay? I Love You sooo much.. I know this sounds so gay but I seriously love you damn alot.. I'll always be by your side.. If you're the moon, I'm the star, if you're the sea, I'm the beach, if you're the Cinderella, I'm the Fairy Godmother (cehh!! XD), if you're Aboo the Monkey, I'm the Aladdin, ehk no no Princess Jasmine =D wahahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Trying all means to make her smile and laugh again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-6371506752821450210?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/6371506752821450210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=6371506752821450210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6371506752821450210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6371506752821450210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/08/haiz.html' title='Haiz'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-1345114521170335074</id><published>2008-08-15T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:51:00.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guilt'/><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Funny how a certain someone managed to make me feel guilty and at the same time, not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's just the way you treat me.. I admit that you're a good friend but you're too clingy and I don't know why but I know that you think you can overpower me just cause you're older than me and cause you think you're cleverer than me.. Heck, what an excuse.. You can deny that or you can even debate that you're not like that but you are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't blame me for the distance between us.. I want to be a goodfriend to you but I can't and I'm sorry. Maybe if you start treating people the way you want people to treat you, then ALL of US can be your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please stop all those "suicidal" moments, you're scaring us away. I don't mean suicidal as in literally suicidal, but the way you can't control your temper and emotions, the way you vent your anger in front of everyone, that's suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I had to leave you alone. I'm sorry we've been "neglecting" you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when you say that people must accept you as who you are. No, you are old enough to realise that your behaviour only make people despise you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I have to say all these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Please STOP assuming whom am I talking about here =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-1345114521170335074?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/1345114521170335074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=1345114521170335074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1345114521170335074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1345114521170335074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-6758412392880462915</id><published>2008-08-15T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:22:57.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Ah Pek and the Pope'/><title type='text'>Kelakar!!</title><content type='html'>Okay.. I swear I love this joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a century or two&lt;br /&gt;ago, the Pope decided that all the Chinese had to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave Italy.&lt;br /&gt;Naturally there was a big uproar from the Chinese &gt;community. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Pope made a deal.&lt;br /&gt;He would have a religious debate with a member of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Chinese community. If&lt;br /&gt;the Chinese win, they could stay. If the Pope &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wins, the Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&gt;would leave. The Chinese realized that they had no other &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choice. So they picked a&lt;br /&gt;middle-aged man named Ah Peh to represent them. Ah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peh asked for one&lt;br /&gt;condition to be added to the debate. 'To make it more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting', he said,&lt;br /&gt;'Neither side would be allowed to talk'. The Pope &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agreed. The day of the&lt;br /&gt;great debate came. Ah Peh and the Pope sat opposite &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each other for a full&lt;br /&gt;minute. Then the Pope raised his hand and showed three &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fingers. Ah Peh looked&lt;br /&gt;back at him and raised one finger. The Pope waved his &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fingers in a circle&lt;br /&gt;around his head. Ah Peh pointed to the ground at where &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sat. The Pope pulled&lt;br /&gt;out a loaf and a glass of wine. Ah Peh pull out an &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apple. The Pope stood up&lt;br /&gt;and said: 'I give up. This man is too good. The &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &gt;Chinese can stay.'&lt;br /&gt;An hour later, the cardinals were all around The Pope &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asking him what had&lt;br /&gt;happened. The Pope said, 'First I held up three fingers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to represent the holy&lt;br /&gt;trinity.He responded by holding up one finger to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remind me that there was&lt;br /&gt;still one God common to both our religions.' 'Then &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waved my finger around&lt;br /&gt;me to show him that God was all around us.' He &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;responded by pointing to&lt;br /&gt;the ground and showing that God was also right here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with us.' 'I pulled out&lt;br /&gt;the wine and loaf to show that God absolves all sin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He showed me an apple to&lt;br /&gt;remind us of the original sin. He had an answer for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything. What could I&lt;br /&gt;do?' Meanwhile, the Chinese community had crowded &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around Ah Peh. 'What&lt;br /&gt;happened?' they asked. 'Well,' said Ah Peh, 'First he &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indicated to me that all&lt;br /&gt;Chinese had 3 days to get out of here. I replied to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him f*#k off and not one&lt;br /&gt;of us is leaving.' 'Then he pointed that this whole &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;city would be cleared of&lt;br /&gt;Chinese. I showed him that we are staying right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here.' 'Yes, and then???'&lt;br /&gt;asked the crowd. 'I don't know', said Ah Peh, 'He &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took out his lunch, and I&lt;br /&gt;took out mine!!!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-6758412392880462915?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/6758412392880462915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=6758412392880462915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6758412392880462915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6758412392880462915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/08/kelakar.html' title='Kelakar!!'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-7208143185167133507</id><published>2008-08-10T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T23:15:55.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>10 things I've learnt today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What girls see as kindness may be seen as foolish for most guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do not be afraid to face your future. It's your's not anyone else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Don't be terrified (!!) if you've lost something/someone. If you're meant to have it, it will return to you, if not, Allah will replace it with something better. Might not be better in our eyes, but the Best in Allah's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Don't be too nice, people will step on your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) But then again, that person will get his/her karma =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Make it a must to have at least one bestfriend who will help you go through shitty moments. ( I love you Dzaf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Writing or blogging is a healthy way to let out things you've been bottling inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Crying is healthy but excessive crying is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) If you get too afraid and anxious, just keep on praying, who knows you might get just what you die-die wanted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) If you disrespect your parents, disappoint them, do things they don't like you to do, your life will go haywire the very next minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually all these are known facts. Facts forgotten a lil bit too often.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-7208143185167133507?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/7208143185167133507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=7208143185167133507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/7208143185167133507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/7208143185167133507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/08/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-4579139211408911858</id><published>2008-08-10T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T19:31:02.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Better In Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leona Lewis'/><title type='text'>Better In Time</title><content type='html'>It’s been the longest winter without you&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know where to turn to&lt;br /&gt;See somehow I can’t forget you&lt;br /&gt;After all that we’ve been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go in, come in&lt;br /&gt;Thought I heard a knock&lt;br /&gt;Who’s there? no one&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I deserved it&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize that I really didn’t know&lt;br /&gt;You didn’t notice, you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I’m learning, to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is, I’m gonna be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn’t live without you&lt;br /&gt;It’s gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It’ll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;Even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It’ll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could i turn on the TV&lt;br /&gt;Without something there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;Was it all that easy&lt;br /&gt;To just put aside your feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I’m dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Don’t wanna let, hurt my feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats the path, i believe in&lt;br /&gt;And I know that, time will heal it&lt;br /&gt;You didn’t notice, you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I’m learning, to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is, I’m gonna be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn’t live without you&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It’ll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;Even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna smile cause i deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It’ll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there’s no more you and me&lt;br /&gt;It’s time I let you go so I can be free&lt;br /&gt;And live my life how it should be&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it is I’ll be fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn’t live without you&lt;br /&gt;It’s gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It’ll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;Even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It’ll all get better in time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-4579139211408911858?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/4579139211408911858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=4579139211408911858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4579139211408911858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4579139211408911858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/08/better-in-time.html' title='Better In Time'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-195390709476848053</id><published>2008-08-09T01:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T01:54:00.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questionnaire'/><title type='text'>Questionnaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJyHhb1iT8I/AAAAAAAAAxA/kj2WCzxmtNw/s1600-h/800px-Flag_of_Singapore_svg.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232205875575410626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJyHhb1iT8I/AAAAAAAAAxA/kj2WCzxmtNw/s320/800px-Flag_of_Singapore_svg.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 43rd BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mangkokz.. Bart and Dzaf both tagged me to do this questionnaire.. I'm sooo gonna tag them back!! Hahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Part 1: On the Outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Everyone calls me HIK. It's just natural, I don't even ask them to call me Hik. And not "trying" to be "glamorous" like some people perceived. Heck, what's so glamorous about my nick? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D.O.B: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;09061988.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current status: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Single but NOT looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eye colour: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dark brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hair colour: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Brown-black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Righty or Lefty: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Righty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zodiac sign: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gemini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Part 2: On The Inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your Heritage: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Paternal: Javanese and a lil bit of Indian. Maternal: Arab, Peranakan, a lil bit of Bugis and Dutch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your fear: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Die a virgin? Become a spinster? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your weakness: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hah it's a secret!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Part 3: Your 1st thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waking up:&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Shites, work!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your bedtime: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Baca doa tidur and doa for Loved ones and...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your most missed memory: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Our memories. And lepak-ing with Fyra =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Part 4: Your Pick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pepsi or Coke: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mug Root Beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MacDonald's or Burger King: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Both, I eat anything edible =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Single or Group Dates: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Single!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adidas or Nike: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Adidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lipton Tea or Nestea: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lipton Tea please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Both actually =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Part 5: Do You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smoke: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Carbon monoxide. At the bus stop. Also a passive smoker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Curse: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Only when my patience has reached its limit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drink: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Drinking is essential lor =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Part 6: In the past month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drank Alcohol: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone to the mall: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yea everyday. Buy food for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been on stage: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eaten Sushi: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yup2.. Alot.. Now a lil bit sick of sushi heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Part 7: Have you ever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Played a stripping game: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm a stripper, no? =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Changed who you were to fit in: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Once and I regretted that. Damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Part 8: Age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are hoping to be married: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;By 26 please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Part 9: *Skipped*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear I don't know why's this part skipped 0_0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Part 10:What were you doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 min ago: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Typing away answers for this bloody questionnaire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 hr ago: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Watching Journey to the Centre of the Earth!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 year ago: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't know.. Probably on the phone with........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Part 11: Finish the sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love : &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;is universal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feel: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;is the manifestation of okay I don't know how to explain lar!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hate: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;is conditional..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Part 12: Tag 5 people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DZAF =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BART =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DJAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5.&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MAY (ADI)&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/9074960684931129459-195390709476848053?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/195390709476848053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=195390709476848053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/195390709476848053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/195390709476848053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/08/questionnaire.html' title='Questionnaire'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJyHhb1iT8I/AAAAAAAAAxA/kj2WCzxmtNw/s72-c/800px-Flag_of_Singapore_svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-6806440366700513946</id><published>2008-08-09T00:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T01:07:42.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia'/><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx4JfdxB4I/AAAAAAAAAwg/i6TGb1OP3l8/s1600-h/CIMG3055.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJxvWuWaofI/AAAAAAAAAvo/_VYCkQj8IZA/s1600-h/journeytothecenterposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232179303287529970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJxvWuWaofI/AAAAAAAAAvo/_VYCkQj8IZA/s320/journeytothecenterposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, this movie is sooo for 13 year olds.. I'm glad I didn't go watch it at the cinema.. Would have wasted my $6/8/10 LOL..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I would have loved it if I were 13 years old..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay ape aku merepek..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Funny how Americans Literally say L-O-L to something funny.. Or L-M-A-O.. Like you said something funny and they will go " Ouh really? L-O-L"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They don't say it as LOL pronounce as in LOLypop but they literally spell it out like ELLE-OO-ELLE..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ello!! I'm Lindsay Lohan..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just finished watching Achmed the dead terrorist on youtube..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gosh.. I miss my Australian cousins..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sob sob..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx4JV3M2fI/AAAAAAAAAwY/lTfytu3ZuLw/s1600-h/CIMG3070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232188968980503026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx4JV3M2fI/AAAAAAAAAwY/lTfytu3ZuLw/s320/CIMG3070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My ever hilarious uncle Kamal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx4Jl8fFpI/AAAAAAAAAwo/ptT3j1HgFJw/s1600-h/CIMG3102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232188973297637010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx4Jl8fFpI/AAAAAAAAAwo/ptT3j1HgFJw/s320/CIMG3102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With cheeky Nicholas Isa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx4J55WTXI/AAAAAAAAAw4/yFwrrW4tomE/s1600-h/CIMG3061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232188978653187442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx4J55WTXI/AAAAAAAAAw4/yFwrrW4tomE/s320/CIMG3061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joshua Ahmad, Kak Fifi, Ain Poned, Myself, Aunt Jillian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx3pU6YmhI/AAAAAAAAAvw/K9TYEa-6wDY/s1600-h/CIMG3116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232188418969606674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx3pU6YmhI/AAAAAAAAAvw/K9TYEa-6wDY/s320/CIMG3116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jump high high!! (Had to colour my tummy if not you people can see my ever so "sexy" tummy LOL)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx4J6EoWwI/AAAAAAAAAww/Okz5LT36WhQ/s1600-h/CIMG3141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232188978700507906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx4J6EoWwI/AAAAAAAAAww/Okz5LT36WhQ/s320/CIMG3141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cousins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx3prkq8hI/AAAAAAAAAwA/0q4cKSiFtlc/s1600-h/CIMG3119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232188425052549650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx3prkq8hI/AAAAAAAAAwA/0q4cKSiFtlc/s320/CIMG3119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All jump together!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx3peMwSHI/AAAAAAAAAv4/-X1BM98apnY/s1600-h/CIMG3029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232188421462575218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx3peMwSHI/AAAAAAAAAv4/-X1BM98apnY/s320/CIMG3029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Myself, Kak Fifi and Stephanie Helen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx3pgxCLoI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Sc5PWhxR77w/s1600-h/CIMG3107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232188422151614082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx3pgxCLoI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Sc5PWhxR77w/s320/CIMG3107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Smiley Us =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx3pr6huKI/AAAAAAAAAwI/g9jUKLof1Rs/s1600-h/CIMG3148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232188425144219810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJx3pr6huKI/AAAAAAAAAwI/g9jUKLof1Rs/s320/CIMG3148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My paternal family members. Incomplete. Not in pix Pak Long and family and also Cik Kalam and family =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I first met Steph and Nick I thought they were cocky as their smiles were quite unsure like they're holding back. And Josh was obviously paiseh.. He's 17 but he's damn huge!! After awhile, Steph and Nick started to loosen up a bit.. So yea, they're not cocky, just paiseh hahax =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gosh, I seriously miss them.. And they told their mom, Aunt Jillian, that they wanna stay here. Well at least Josh and Nick did.. Steph said it's a lil bit too hot here for her heh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nontheless, I know that they enjoyed their stay here.. They don't have much family back home as Aunt Jillian's family's dispersed all over the world so they're a bit lonely over there.. I could see that they're about to cry when we're going home.. I wish they're staying here. Or I'm staying there.. How I wish I wish I wish..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-6806440366700513946?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/6806440366700513946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=6806440366700513946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6806440366700513946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6806440366700513946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/08/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJxvWuWaofI/AAAAAAAAAvo/_VYCkQj8IZA/s72-c/journeytothecenterposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-8914088678268811930</id><published>2008-08-03T22:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:20:42.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oil blotter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art and craft..'/><title type='text'>Oil Blotter..yaikz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You people wanna see a true Art?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ran outta ideas of Arty thingy to do with your kids/siblings/students/grandkids/classmates/team/colleagues?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna try something very Arty, stylo and most importantly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;COST EFFECTIVE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Use the facial oil blotter..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW9eWbZtfI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/VHNSbKbmrZY/s1600-h/oil-blotter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230294871374935538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW9eWbZtfI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/VHNSbKbmrZY/s320/oil-blotter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I'm not kidding you.. I did a butterfly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 1st attempt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW96Ei5v1I/AAAAAAAAAvY/vaMuqFvgDoc/s1600-h/CIMG2912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230295347610894162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW96Ei5v1I/AAAAAAAAAvY/vaMuqFvgDoc/s320/CIMG2912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After rubbing my face for a couple more times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW96ImDfLI/AAAAAAAAAvg/o4a-dqtGyj0/s1600-h/CIMG2914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230295348697857202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW96ImDfLI/AAAAAAAAAvg/o4a-dqtGyj0/s320/CIMG2914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool shit right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*grins*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they say I suck at art.. Like hello? I design my own dresses okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*grins*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ps: No one ever say that I suck at art.. Just being dramatic =P&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/9074960684931129459-8914088678268811930?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/8914088678268811930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=8914088678268811930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8914088678268811930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8914088678268811930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/08/oil-blotteryaikz.html' title='Oil Blotter..yaikz!'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW9eWbZtfI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/VHNSbKbmrZY/s72-c/oil-blotter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-1712746738274054301</id><published>2008-08-03T21:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:01:34.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Benben and Kimi'/><title type='text'>Ben and Kimi's Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW0ehU2PlI/AAAAAAAAAtg/1E8WO09ZnS8/s1600-h/CIMG2903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230284978695585362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW0ehU2PlI/AAAAAAAAAtg/1E8WO09ZnS8/s320/CIMG2903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last wednesay was 2 of my colleagues' last day working.. And they're among those whom I am really closed to at work.. Gonna miss them sooooo much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna miss teasing Benben every morning.. Gonna miss calling him Benben and when he turned to look at who's calling him, I would turn away and he always knew it was me cause no one else calls him Benben hahax!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And gonna miss My Kimi sooo much.. The one who never fails to make my day, to make everyone's day with her candid-ness and sweet ways.. Gosh.. I'm gonna miss her hugging me from behind, patting my head as if I'm a lil girl and "sayang-sayang" me as she puts it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear I've never been closed to Chinese mates.. I'm more than grateful to have met them =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here are some of the pictures.. For more click on my multiply page =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW1oroRG7I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/28nYQN68RRo/s1600-h/CIMG2809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230286252771711922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW1oroRG7I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/28nYQN68RRo/s320/CIMG2809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW1oUcYL9I/AAAAAAAAAuI/vmftj3gffvg/s1600-h/CIMG2825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230286246547828690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW1oUcYL9I/AAAAAAAAAuI/vmftj3gffvg/s320/CIMG2825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW0e9eaCMI/AAAAAAAAAtw/8w-yQVu8fMc/s1600-h/CIMG2820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230284986251872450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW0e9eaCMI/AAAAAAAAAtw/8w-yQVu8fMc/s320/CIMG2820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW0ecp7sPI/AAAAAAAAAtY/fyZHtcAAMds/s1600-h/CIMG2807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230284977441845490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW0ecp7sPI/AAAAAAAAAtY/fyZHtcAAMds/s320/CIMG2807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW3dYEN8RI/AAAAAAAAAuo/NIaFkeukXLw/s1600-h/CIMG2875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230288257564930322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW3djeGVYI/AAAAAAAAAvA/DrAL9KA7UsY/s1600-h/CIMG2908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230288260626273666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW3djeGVYI/AAAAAAAAAvA/DrAL9KA7UsY/s320/CIMG2908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW3d-bLf0I/AAAAAAAAAvI/tVtTI6ftWBs/s1600-h/CIMG2845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230288267861786434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW3d-bLf0I/AAAAAAAAAvI/tVtTI6ftWBs/s320/CIMG2845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW1oh4uwHI/AAAAAAAAAuY/syJCF8bI15Q/s1600-h/CIMG2869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230286250156408946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW1oh4uwHI/AAAAAAAAAuY/syJCF8bI15Q/s320/CIMG2869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW1obn3ilI/AAAAAAAAAuA/_0zPBksumLI/s1600-h/CIMG2841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230286248475069010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW1obn3ilI/AAAAAAAAAuA/_0zPBksumLI/s320/CIMG2841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW0es2jgEI/AAAAAAAAAto/5JKTXGzviz8/s1600-h/CIMG2895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230284981789753410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW0es2jgEI/AAAAAAAAAto/5JKTXGzviz8/s320/CIMG2895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW0fFQVK4I/AAAAAAAAAt4/FWNn70CzsL0/s1600-h/CIMG2877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230284988340317058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW0fFQVK4I/AAAAAAAAAt4/FWNn70CzsL0/s320/CIMG2877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW1o2Id3GI/AAAAAAAAAug/VQ8-QhbJbiI/s1600-h/CIMG2899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230286255591119970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW1o2Id3GI/AAAAAAAAAug/VQ8-QhbJbiI/s320/CIMG2899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps: I swear I look FAT inside all the pictures.. Thanks to Tioman.. Huuuuuuuu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-1712746738274054301?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/1712746738274054301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=1712746738274054301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1712746738274054301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1712746738274054301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/08/ben-and-kimis-last-day.html' title='Ben and Kimi&apos;s Last Day'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SJW0ehU2PlI/AAAAAAAAAtg/1E8WO09ZnS8/s72-c/CIMG2903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-5663189374023932846</id><published>2008-07-27T23:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:45:26.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheesha'/><title type='text'>Sheesha</title><content type='html'>Went sheesha-ing just now.. My treat!! Han mangkok came late so we went first. Alas Han only got to enjoy a bit of the sheesha only wahahahaha.. I bet his mom is furious at us for calling his house non stop to wake him up since his hp was off.. Grrr Han..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first went to Amirah's Grill but the place was empty and we couldn't do people watch so we went to Almajlis instead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered peach flavour and it was damn nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after many many puffs, we need more charcoal to burn the thingy so stupid me look up into the charcoal bowl thingy to check on the charcoal and accidentally pulled the whole thing towatd me and it tilted and nearly dropped on the floor.. We were seating in the floor and I spilled all the charcoal left and my hand got dusty.. Too bad I didnt manage to capture that moment. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea the burning little charcoal hole-d the mat we're seating on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gazillion apologies Almajlis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently a group of girls and one guy reserved a table near us.. And my they're loud and one of the girls just bought new underpants I think and thought it was hilarious to put them on (like the superman thingy) and pose for the camera.. She even turned and stick out her ass to the camera.. That guy was one hell of a lucky guy.. Obviously other guests were damn irritated by her actions.. There were people of other races some more.. Memalukan Melayu betol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Han arrived, I got a big news.. Someone is obviously unhappy that I'm contacting other guys now and that I never invited him to this sheesha outing so he sms-ed Han cursing us that we'll "sheesa sampai mampos" literally means sheesha till we're dead. How rude.. And then he sms-ed Han saying that he's contacting some Julz.. Yea like so? Trying to make me feel jealous or what? I thought you're the one who asked me to look for someone else.. Grrr.. It's unfair the things you did to me.. If you still want me, just tell me lar.. Grrrrrrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok drama aside.. So we took some candid photos and my peeps thought it's hilarious to pose an "egoistic-Hikmah-the-cleverst-person-in-the-world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SIyWz6sX-4I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/3Wd4d8sJ-50/s1600-h/CIMG2726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227719086143175554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SIyWz6sX-4I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/3Wd4d8sJ-50/s320/CIMG2726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how? Can make it or not? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too shagged to talk more about today's outing.. Pictures are on my multiply.. Do check it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out people..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-5663189374023932846?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/5663189374023932846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=5663189374023932846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5663189374023932846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5663189374023932846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/sheesha_27.html' title='Sheesha'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SIyWz6sX-4I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/3Wd4d8sJ-50/s72-c/CIMG2726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-5421838721471171874</id><published>2008-07-26T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:49:30.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Kamal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia'/><title type='text'>Uncle Kamal</title><content type='html'>Cousins from Australia are arriving soon!! Can't wait to see them!! Just hope I can understand their accent.. Woohhooooooo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-5421838721471171874?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/5421838721471171874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=5421838721471171874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5421838721471171874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5421838721471171874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/uncle-kamal.html' title='Uncle Kamal'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-885204281986008571</id><published>2008-07-26T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:15:01.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Su shared her epok epok..'/><title type='text'>Retarded people</title><content type='html'>Su lost my spoon and paid me $1.15 for 2 packets of Hello Panda and made me feel guilty so I gave her a free pax of Hello Panda. Today she shared with me half an epok-epok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, maybe this is how people want me to blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, at least I'm not that retarded and kurang ajar nak mampos to blog about people coming from Madrasah is like this and like that. If she, coming from a secular school is THAT good, she shouldn't be that retarded to comment on Madrasah people. Well, not enough education I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did say the word guess, if she doesn't understand, well, what I can say is that she came from a secular school but ended up retarded. Hah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well, this is my blog, I don't care, I can say what I wanna say. Not happy? Leave my blog.. I never asked you to read my blog anyway.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-885204281986008571?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/885204281986008571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=885204281986008571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/885204281986008571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/885204281986008571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/subashenee.html' title='Retarded people'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-834135818075561932</id><published>2008-07-26T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T20:38:10.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So yesterday so yesterday..'/><title type='text'>Haha</title><content type='html'>Well well.. Im really tired of explaining myself to people who are illiterate to blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, what I said in my post LAST YEAR might came across as too harsh for some people.. The point here is, when I blog, noone should know who I am talking about and even if they do and ask me about it, I will say that I don't know that person or that I'm talking about another person cause the reason I blog is not to defame people or whatsoever cause IF I wanna do so, I would have posted the picture and mentioned the names which I didn't.. So IF you happen to assume or know or feel or get the idea that I'm talking about a certain someone, you should have kept it in your own discretion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well assuming is natural and only human but to assume and then immediately accusing people things, well, that's stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should put a disclaimer lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mention names, so you wanna assume and demand and apology from me. Ok, whoever you are, I won't mention names cos that is not my policy, I'm sorry if I'd said that you're not a real diamond and whatsoever and you took it too hard and to heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry to everyone who assume things and without knowing the truth, blindly accuse me and demand an apology, I'm sorry that you guys are like total losers =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ouh, I'm very the lazy to explain the reason I blog, might as well al you guys read the disclaimer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-834135818075561932?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/834135818075561932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=834135818075561932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/834135818075561932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/834135818075561932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/haha.html' title='Haha'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-2885601387899104638</id><published>2008-07-21T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:27:26.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheesha'/><title type='text'>Sheesha</title><content type='html'>Apparently my peepz are so anxious for this sunday's sheesha outing.. Maklumlah sheesha free.. Mangkok, aku bilang satu sheesha jer kan? Jangan pula korang minta dua tiga empat atau lima ok? Hahahahahhahah!! Yayay cant wait to meet you peeps wooohhhooooooooo!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Dzaf, aku sayang kao giler babz tao ok =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-2885601387899104638?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/2885601387899104638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=2885601387899104638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2885601387899104638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2885601387899104638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/sheesha.html' title='Sheesha'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-4002739682603795036</id><published>2008-07-20T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T20:41:31.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spitefulness'/><title type='text'>lazer kid</title><content type='html'>Well, I can stand stupidity (like lil boy), blur sotong, lazer mouth I can still stand, it's forgivable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to openly insult people over stupid things that shouldn't even be pointed at just cause you think that person is "bimbotic" enough not to understand or take things to heart, how wrong and crude.. That's called catty, spiteful.. And spitefulness, is NOT forgiveable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at yourself first before "degrading" others.. If you think that person needs a fashion consultant, why don't you look at yourself first? If you've went for the sessions, how come you're still a fashion disaster? Have you ever heard of the idiom that goes the pot calling the kettle black? Well, that's you (and this applys to lil boy =D) don't you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that I can't stand your cattiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been putting others down and then sometimes apologise and you'd do it again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this time round, you'll have to prove yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SU IF YOU'RE READING THIS, YOU'VE LOST MY SPOON!!!!! HAHAHHAHAHA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-4002739682603795036?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/4002739682603795036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=4002739682603795036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4002739682603795036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4002739682603795036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/lazer-kid.html' title='lazer kid'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-5981394652247519418</id><published>2008-07-19T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:25:13.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muslimah Night 08'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheesha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nunu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haizad Imran'/><title type='text'>Muslimah Night 08</title><content type='html'>Muslimah Night was great.. Only the dance performances were erm, boring.. But I screamed anyway, just to make the atmosphere more happening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met old friends over there and met NUNU!! So glad to see her!! And we played this whisper game and our group won woohhooooo!! And the price was a bottle of lollys hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And walking on the red carpet made us super perasan celeb though the red carpet was short and narrow hahahaha but still it's better than nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea us girls "partied" like never before.. We danced and jumped and screamed and sang and danced some more and danced again and danced and danced and danced..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course I won't be uploading the pictures when all the girls danced, it's for our own personal memoir.. And pictures can be found in my mutiply..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Muslimah Night, Rehana Maya and I went sheesha-ing.. Wanted to go to Amirah's but it was full and the second floor was closed, went to Nasrin and it was full, so we went to AlMajlis and met Haizad Imran over there.. Cheeky me couldn't take my eyes off him and yea we made eye contact and I was paiseh and scared he would thing I was flirting or seducing him in a way so I came up to him and asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you Yuko's friend?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuko is my colleague who's friends with Haizad and Izrin.. Haizad was really attentive though it's only a stupid question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he replied " Yes I am" and smiled.. So I smiled and walked away and he called out to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you her SIA friend?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said " Yea I'm her colleague, yea SIA" and I smiled and showed him two thumbs up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that's so kental but I didn't know how to end the short conversation so I did that, smiled and walked away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizad's really cute and hot stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaiiiiizzzzzzaaaaadddddd.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Arrived home at around 2+am.. Still so shagged now.. Peennnaaaattttttt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-5981394652247519418?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/5981394652247519418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=5981394652247519418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5981394652247519418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5981394652247519418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/muslimah-night-08.html' title='Muslimah Night 08'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-2155070673191596087</id><published>2008-07-19T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:15:30.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perasantan'/><title type='text'>Perasan people</title><content type='html'>It amuses me how so many people come to my blog saying that I talk about them or their friends when they are ONLY assuming cause I never mention names when I got all angsty cause the reason I blog is for me to express myself and just to get stuff outta my head, not to provoke people and especially not to get sued (haha!!)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of the time, I dont even remember what I blogged about until I read my older posts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I talked about the diamond in my tag, it has got nothing to do with anyone.. Omg I shouldn't be explaining the situation here, really menyusahkan but to make glamorous EraH happy, I'll just talk about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago a tacky wacky person (probably related to lil boy) tagged me insulting me that I have no values like the fake diamond crumpled from ashes.. For whatever reason or basis that tacky insulted me, I dont know, the only thing that Tacky's similar to you is that tacky said I ever talked bad things about her/him and now you're saying that I talked bad things about your friend.. So I corrected Tacly by saying tha man-made diamonds are compressed from carbon, not crumpled.. That's all.. Why bring up the MiQ thingy? You dont even know what happened before during and after MiQ EraH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm getting the idea that you're probably related to Tacky.. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what happened during the MiQ period is sooo last year, in fact it has been more than a year and everybody's forgotten about any misunderstandings amongst each other.. So to bring up that topic is sooo.. I dont know.. Probably pre-historic? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you people wanna say, that I'm egoistic, that I'm a failure in life, that I'm arrogant (or in lil boy's term, arragonce =P), all these things dont affect me.. Cause like I said, this blog is for me to just rant and talk about things just for the sake of getting the load off my shoulders.. I dont know why people kept coming telling me this and that.. Honestly, I don't need that.. I have my family and more than enough friends who love me and know me better than you people who just plainly have some grudges against me or judge me through the craps I wrote in my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well, I cant make everyone happy right? I dont care.. Cause that's only human..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-2155070673191596087?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/2155070673191596087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=2155070673191596087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2155070673191596087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2155070673191596087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/perasan-people.html' title='Perasan people'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-2242603958723424666</id><published>2008-07-19T03:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T04:08:58.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hik is not a glamorous nick? =P'/><title type='text'>Im trying to be glamorous?</title><content type='html'>I don't know from where and how this lil boy popped out.. Maybe he's a matrep and I've offended him in any ways though I've never really wrote specifically on matreps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He suddenly popped outta nowhere commenting and insulting me out of the sudden when I'm not even talking about him.. Don't know his motive.. Maybe just a sad person looking for excitement and self esteem boost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly came tumpang lalu who tumpang kepo on my tag saying that I'm egoistic when obviously my current posts are meant for lil boy who has commented on me even though I never write anything offensive unless he's related to Elfy but what he didn't know is that me and Elfy are totally fine with each other now.. We don't even read each other's blog nomore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a very "glamorous" Erah decided to tell me that people have been talking behind my back.. Who doesn't? Everybody talks behind everybody' back.. So what's the big deal? Let them be lar.. You never know that people have been talking worst things behind your back.. And yes, the name Hik came about due to my friends lazy to call me Hikmah so they just go " Hik!! Hik!!" and I'm so used to it that it has become a part of my identity I decided to be called Hik short for Hikmah.. And no one has ever said that it's a cute or glamorous name, in fact they always make fun of my name and say that it sounds like a hiccup.. I don't care, it's just a nick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you people are gonna judge me by what the lil boy said and by the counter posts written specially for him, I can only say that all of you are shallow. You don't even know me and honestly, I don't care at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I'm honoured that all of you care to tag nonsensical stuff cos even though they're all so ludicrous, at least it helps in increasing my traffic =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of the day, it's a win-win situation, no? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-2242603958723424666?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/2242603958723424666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=2242603958723424666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2242603958723424666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2242603958723424666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-trying-to-be-glamorous.html' title='Im trying to be glamorous?'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-6248556765013579626</id><published>2008-07-17T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:52:50.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tacky Junior'/><title type='text'>Tacky Junior</title><content type='html'>Well, who obviously needs self esteem boost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who obviously needs to get smarter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who obviously needs to get a life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who obviously beats around the bush saying the same things all over again only in different manner hoping that I wouldn't understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, obviously Lil Boy or glamorously (not!! =D) known as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tacky Junior!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A round of applause please!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A couple of claps heard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta eat my Nasi Briyani and watch America's Next Top Model.. Food only for the Beauty (Lil Boy cannot eat okay? =D) and Tv Show only for the Hottie (Lil Boy cannot watch okay? =D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-6248556765013579626?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/6248556765013579626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=6248556765013579626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6248556765013579626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6248556765013579626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/tacky-junior.html' title='Tacky Junior'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-985345521826098145</id><published>2008-07-17T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:34:27.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tacky Wacky Is Back =D'/><title type='text'>Tacky Wacky</title><content type='html'>Tacky wacky is back with a new nick.. Used to be a smiley face but maybe Tacky realised that it is really tacky to use a smiley face as a nick so Tacky changed it to boy.. Still tacky lar Tacky.. Haiz.. You arh, never learn from mistake, ok la like this, come back when you're smarter ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know Tacky, I'm so nice that I never track you down you know.. I even entertain you!! Yet you still have the heart to say I'm arrogant? Haiz.. So sad.. But at least now you know that arrogance is spelt as A-R-R-O-G-A-N-C-E not A-R-R-A-G-O-N-C-E and also that man-made diamond is compressed from ashes instead of crumpled yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so nice that I'm teaching you things yet you really really really still have the heart to say bad things about me.. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-985345521826098145?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/985345521826098145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=985345521826098145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/985345521826098145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/985345521826098145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/tacky-wacky_17.html' title='Tacky Wacky'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-6513163569130252629</id><published>2008-07-16T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:49:57.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tacky Wacky Spammed My Taggy'/><title type='text'>Tacky Wacky</title><content type='html'>Hahaha..tacky wacky gonna spam my taggy again..This time getting more stupider than usual.. Pity la people like this tacky wacky.. Wanna talk but got no meaning.. Hahaha I hope tacky wacky will understand my broken English earlier.. Seems like Tacky-wacky-spammed-my-taggy is back!! With more action? Or just more &lt;strong&gt;Jerk&lt;/strong&gt;iness? Stay tuned to find out!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-6513163569130252629?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/6513163569130252629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=6513163569130252629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6513163569130252629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6513163569130252629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/tacky-wacky.html' title='Tacky Wacky'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-3460933399056778559</id><published>2008-07-14T19:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:54:05.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madrasah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stereotype'/><title type='text'>Budak madrasah.</title><content type='html'>Had an interesting conversation about madrasah with fellow colleagues during lunch just now.. Tengah sedap2 makan sekali kene shoot with so many questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;This is what I found from MUIS's website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madrasah Education in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The madrasah in Singapore have been instrumental in developing Islamic scholars who are currently holding key appointments in the religious sector namely the Registry of Muslim Marriages, Syariah Court, mosques and madrasahs in Singapore as well as the region.&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;Some of the questions they asked me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do parents sent their kids to Madrasah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, parents have hopes and different parents have different hopes.. Maybe parents who chose not to send their kids to Madrasahs thought that the kids will have some sort of brighter future in terms of working live and such cause during our parents time, Madrasahs were "dumping" schools where if the kids couldn't prosper in secular schools, they will be transferred to Madrasahs.. They just have lil information about what's really going on in the Madrasah.. Well of course that wasn't the case all the time but most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I say that I'm proud and grateful to be sent to a Madrasah. I can never be more grateful than this. A madrasah student is able to experience both academic and religious routes. I got to learn all the things thought in secular schools but those secular kids don't get to learn all the things I learned in Madrasah. Even if they go to part-time Madrasahs and stuff, the stuff thought over there is only 20% of what we learnt in Madrasah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to be an Ustazah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I never wanted to be an Ustazah, I mean as in a full-time job.. Being an Ustazah is the hardest thing to do on Earth.. And I don't wanna teach the kids the wrong things =p I mean, I don't have the quality and the qualification and honestly, the Courage to become an Ustazah. Not necessarily all parents who sent their kids to Madrasah want them to be Ustaz or Ustazah but these parents just feel the need for their children to have a "balanced education", you get both academic and religious education..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have you ever heard of this saying (It's a Hadith actually) that goes, the child is like a pure white cloth, it is the parent(s) who will paint and design this cloth.. But of course, once the child grew up, it will be his own choice whether to stay with the colour which the parents had painted or completely dye himself into a whole new colour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said earlier, parents sent their children to Madrasah with hopes that the kids will get a well-balanced education of both routes. I have never heard a parent say that they want their child to be a religious teacher that's why they sent their kids to Madrasah. Not that I've ever heard of.. It's all due to the Graciousness of our Lord that some kids in the Madrasah grew up to be an Ustaz or Ustazah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not all Ustaz and Ustazah were Madrasah oriented. For eg my Arabic Ustaz, Ustaz Ramzi who was from a secular school but had interest in religious education and his deepest interest was particularly the Arabic language. And what about Ustaz Nasiruddin who was from Victoria and achieved so many distinctions in his O level but due to his love for the Arabic language, he joined Madrasah Aljunied and had to be put into a lower form due to his lack in Arabic and religious qualification. Look at him now, a successful and prosperous Ustaz and speaker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think that if all the Madrasah people become religious teachers, there will be an overflow of Ustazs/Ustazahs in Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, even though many Madrasah students went to pursue their education and become a Religious teacher, trust me, there were never enough Ustaz and Ustazah in Singapore.. So no matter how many Madrasah students become a religious teacher, the number is never enough. Trust me, I know, I was from a Madrasah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I believe those who study religious education with a pure sincere heart, Allah will pour more Blessings upon them than those who don't. Honestly, I've never met an Ustaz or Ustazah who is poor or have financial difficulties, some might look like they don't have money but they're just being humble. Again I know cause I'm from a Madrasah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we didn't choose the Madrasah, the Madrasah chose us hahahax =P It's all due to the Graciousness of the Lord s.w.t that we are those few selected ones in Singapore to receive Madrasah education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that those who went to secular school are not blessed, it's just that we're meant to take different routes and we never know what Allah's planned for our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Again, it's all up to individuals&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, the Madrasah in Singapore has achieved universal record in terms of education looong before secular institutions for eg The Al-Maarif (My Alma Mater =D) Girls were the first ladies in this Whole Wide World to go to Al-Azhar University, the second Oldest university in the world. And even the first university in the world is an Islamic university, University of Al-Karaouine in Morocco. Okay I'm getting out of topic here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that people will stop looking at Madrasah education as having a "bleak future" and I hope that the public will be given the right information of the real Madrasah system.. Yes, Madrasahs are poor and look so shabby but that's because we're not given what's ours.. Okay this is going to be political and I don't wanna get sued so I'm not gonna say anything any further =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, I hate it when people say that Madrasah educated people should behave in a certain manner, all prim and proper and well mannered and sweet and quiet and stuff. That is just the same like IF I were to stereotype secular educated people to behave like Westeners who are too liberal and indulge in sociable lifestyle and practice free sex and booze and stuff, totally unreligious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Again, it's all up to individuals..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I not right? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-3460933399056778559?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/3460933399056778559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=3460933399056778559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3460933399056778559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3460933399056778559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/budak-madrasah.html' title='Budak madrasah.'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-2712643874608697754</id><published>2008-07-13T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:20:11.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='view'/><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>According to the poll, more boys than girls read my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ehk??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-2712643874608697754?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/2712643874608697754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=2712643874608697754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2712643874608697754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2712643874608697754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-4978950477106521023</id><published>2008-07-10T19:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T19:44:09.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muslimah Night 08'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cover Girl'/><title type='text'>Muslimah Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Most Anticipated Event Of The Year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(well at least for me =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SHXz4kfBfZI/AAAAAAAAAtI/7ay8NEzlzHY/s1600-h/publicity.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221347496197979538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SHXz4kfBfZI/AAAAAAAAAtI/7ay8NEzlzHY/s320/publicity.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE THEME IS &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;COVER GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red Carpet&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Photographers&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOODY BAGS,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Performan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ces&lt;/span&gt;, Music and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Prizes&lt;/span&gt; to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Won&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tix are selling at only &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;$12!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cheap Right?? So you have no reason not to go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tix are selling fast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://muslimahnight08.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://muslimahnight08.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; for more details..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-4978950477106521023?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/4978950477106521023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=4978950477106521023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4978950477106521023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4978950477106521023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/muslimah-night.html' title='Muslimah Night'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SHXz4kfBfZI/AAAAAAAAAtI/7ay8NEzlzHY/s72-c/publicity.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-3054593106440709112</id><published>2008-07-02T23:34:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:45:27.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tioman Island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paya Beach Resort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pulau Tioman'/><title type='text'>Tioman!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay I tell you what, Tioman was a GREAT trip and everybody should go there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, there are too many things I wanna talk about Tioman and there are too many pictures.. Being a lazybum, I just uploaded the pix on my multiply, click on the link under my links on the menu on the left hand side of this blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, thanx to someone I got that name for my multiply..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the pictures do the Talking!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw the ONLY boring thing about Tioman was that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE WERE NO CUTE GUYS AROUND!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-3054593106440709112?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/3054593106440709112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=3054593106440709112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3054593106440709112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3054593106440709112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/07/tioman.html' title='Tioman!!!'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-5947982143595263808</id><published>2008-06-29T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:38:41.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tioman'/><title type='text'>Tioman!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SGeCJOV7nrI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zd5vCuEhHKU/s1600-h/tioman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217281788312526514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SGeCJOV7nrI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zd5vCuEhHKU/s320/tioman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am off off off to Tioman Island!!!! See you guys on Friday!! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-5947982143595263808?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/5947982143595263808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=5947982143595263808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5947982143595263808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5947982143595263808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/tioman.html' title='Tioman!!'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SGeCJOV7nrI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zd5vCuEhHKU/s72-c/tioman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-7574982029163867893</id><published>2008-06-24T19:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:03:57.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asian Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hady Mirza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore Idol'/><title type='text'>Huwow</title><content type='html'>Funny that Elle and I know the Mat siblings.. She knows the older Mat and I know the younger Mat.. No, not That Mat, these are Real Mats.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.. With Hady Mirza.. Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to marry him.. Hahahahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MYb0VCikpmc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MYb0VCikpmc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry me please~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huuuwwwaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-7574982029163867893?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/7574982029163867893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=7574982029163867893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/7574982029163867893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/7574982029163867893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/huwow.html' title='Huwow'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-9107474492130969824</id><published>2008-06-23T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:15:55.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Overbudget'/><title type='text'>Shoots!!</title><content type='html'>Shoots!! I've forgotten that I've ordered a VS Body Spray from this stewardess, I've purchased a blouse online and a dress from a mag.. Damn!! And my pay is waayyyyy looooooooooowwwwwwwwwwww huuuuuuuuwwwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-9107474492130969824?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/9107474492130969824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=9107474492130969824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/9107474492130969824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/9107474492130969824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/shoots.html' title='Shoots!!'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-5501422244330788315</id><published>2008-06-23T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:49:57.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outcast'/><title type='text'>Haiz</title><content type='html'>Leaving out people from outings just cause that person is short of money is sooo secondary school. And I believe that secondary schoolers don't even do that anymore.. Can't believe my peers can stoop that low.. Just.. Unbelievable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, my peers here aren't my usual lepak crews, just people I know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-5501422244330788315?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/5501422244330788315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=5501422244330788315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5501422244330788315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5501422244330788315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/haiz.html' title='Haiz'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-9114331664352186637</id><published>2008-06-22T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T15:07:46.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>haha!!</title><content type='html'>A blog is for you to &lt;strong&gt;read&lt;/strong&gt;, not listen nor watch, unless it's a video blog.. So to say that this is the first time you &lt;strong&gt;hear&lt;/strong&gt; something smart from my blog, that is just soooo.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrong....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-9114331664352186637?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/9114331664352186637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=9114331664352186637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/9114331664352186637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/9114331664352186637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/haha.html' title='haha!!'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-7667610119632502980</id><published>2008-06-22T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T00:26:41.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heh..'/><title type='text'>Heh..</title><content type='html'>I think he figured out who I am already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I or should I not go to Sentosa tomorrow? If I go, I will only feed the "Queen"'s ego.. And if I don't.. At least I can still keep my skin as it is till I go to Tioman!!!! Don't want a double tan.. Hitam sangat nanti!! Hahahahah =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-7667610119632502980?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/7667610119632502980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=7667610119632502980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/7667610119632502980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/7667610119632502980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/heh.html' title='Heh..'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-4568619279104657304</id><published>2008-06-19T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:50:37.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IP address'/><title type='text'>I have your IP add..OoOo scccaaaaarrryyyyyyy XD</title><content type='html'>OoOoOoO Scccaaaarrrryyyyyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my reply to this matrep's blog which I tagged earlier on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh, here's the url XD for entertainment purposes weeeeeee &lt;a href="http://crazyelfy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://crazyelfy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To THREATEN me that he has my IP address and that he can just send a virus over to me using the IP address he obtained, that's not just ludicrous, but I seriously can't find a more suitable word to describe his "ideology" of sending viruses through the IP address..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be the one threatening him for defaming people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, it's freedom of speech (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I just couldn't stop smiling =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, what is IP address? (IP stands for Internet Protocol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An IP address is just like your home address, without a home address, you can't send or receive any mails right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the difference between a home address and an IP address is that, a home address is definite, unless the person moves to another house then the home address will change but IP addresses are INdefinite, if you guys notice, or even care to look at your own IP address everytime you chat or tag or play online games, it changes. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The IP address changes everytime you log in, everytime you refresh the page, everytime you tag!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is because the IP address is selected from a pool of IP addresses which is recycleable because the IP address is ONLY an agent to transmit messages. I might be given the IP address 147.132.42.18 now but few moments later, someone from Madagascar might be given that particular IP Address. Without the IP address, the receiver would not know where to reply to. The internet is used globally, not locally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mr Elfy Cute With The E, send a virus by all means, I've printscreen-ed your comment, if my pc crashes, I can sue you in court =) That's it if you ever find my blog and a way to send me a virus through that IP Address you obtained heee =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It irks and amuses me how bloggers think that they can just find someone through the IP address. Bloggers, stop fooling yourselves. Cause I've let the Cat Outta The Bag.. Stop ranting about IP address please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm giving an IT crash course here..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-4568619279104657304?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/4568619279104657304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=4568619279104657304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4568619279104657304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4568619279104657304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-your-ip-addoooo.html' title='I have your IP add..OoOo scccaaaaarrryyyyyyy XD'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-702698121500941230</id><published>2008-06-15T02:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T02:24:06.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calling2'/><title type='text'>Wonder who..</title><content type='html'>Someone called me at 4am in the morning (that person must have been feeling2 Gwen Stefani) yesterday.. I was asleep and was shocked to see a missed call soo early in the morning.. I wonder who..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-702698121500941230?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/702698121500941230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=702698121500941230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/702698121500941230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/702698121500941230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/wonder-who.html' title='Wonder who..'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-4142713122535148053</id><published>2008-06-13T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:52:56.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maghalena'/><title type='text'>Fantastic Four</title><content type='html'>Been searching for this performance by Fantastic Four on the Dance Floor for soo long!! Alas I got it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2WDJ2m8wEnU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2WDJ2m8wEnU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayu, if you're reading this, I dedicate this video for you babe!! I miss you!! (",*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-4142713122535148053?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/4142713122535148053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=4142713122535148053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4142713122535148053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4142713122535148053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/fantastic-four.html' title='Fantastic Four'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-5692662741205496488</id><published>2008-06-10T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:25:06.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My birthday'/><title type='text'>09061988</title><content type='html'>I would like to thank all my family and friends for making my day on my tarikh keramat,0906..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanx for the birthday wishes and presents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm deeply touched..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanx for the words of encouragement Ryhan, if you're reading this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes.. I'm already mature so no need present ehk..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Nis, looks like I don't have to date a random hot guy today cause he wished me a happy bday yesterday hahaha YAYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Krun for being the first person to wish me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the nutshell (sound so gp-ish sia!!), THANK YOU EVERYBODY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SoOoO can't wait to celebrate my bday with my cuzs this sat and with my colleagues nxt sun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year someone gave me a suprise birthday pit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I'll be celebrating my bday twice but no surprises.. I mean no surprise birthday party(s)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still thankful and am more than grateful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Allah for Blessing me with friends and family who really care for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Allah (",*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwehwehwehwhwehwhwehwehwehwe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-5692662741205496488?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/5692662741205496488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=5692662741205496488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5692662741205496488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5692662741205496488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/09061988.html' title='09061988'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-1465218935175710711</id><published>2008-06-07T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T21:40:51.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good english'/><title type='text'>I have good English yayy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Scored an A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theitsitstheretheirtheyrequiz/a.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got 10/10 questions correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty obvious that you don't make basic grammatical errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything, you're annoyed when people make simple mistakes on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as people with bad grammar go, you know they're only human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's humanity and its current condition that truly disturb you sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theitsitstheretheirtheyrequiz/"&gt;The It's Its There Their They're Quiz&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/9074960684931129459-1465218935175710711?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/1465218935175710711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=1465218935175710711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1465218935175710711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1465218935175710711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-good-english-yayy.html' title='I have good English yayy!!!'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-2892088024192124947</id><published>2008-06-07T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T21:05:49.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quiz'/><title type='text'>Got nothing better to do =p</title><content type='html'>EVERYONE KNOWS I WANNA BE A SOCIAL WORKER WHEN I GROW UP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Be a Social Worker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatshouldyoubewhenyougrowupquiz/grow-2.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are deeply caring and empathetic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are able to take on other people's problems as if they were your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive and intuitive, you understand human emotions well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping others gives you the most joy in life. You feel like it's your purpose in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do best when you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have a lot of responsibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Greatly impact someone's life with your work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would also be a good philanthropist or stay at home parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoubewhenyougrowupquiz/"&gt;What Should You Be When You Grow Up?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Nurhikmah Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Irish Name Is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/irishnamegenerator/irish-name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michaela O'Farrell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/irishnamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Irish Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Mostly Secure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouaninsecuregirlquiz/insecure-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, you feel confident and together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the wrong thing can happen, and all of a sudden, you're not feeling so secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, your insecurities don't last long... at least, not usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you're feeling insecure, try to snap out of it - and remember the confident woman you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaninsecuregirlquiz/"&gt;Are You An Insecure Girl?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh Gawd this has gotta be the saddest answer I can get from a r'ship test!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's So Over You, He Needs a New Word For "Over"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/isyourexboyfriendstillintoyouquiz/ex-over-you.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, who do you think you're fooling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ex isn't play hard to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's playing, "Get the hell out of my life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even if you still have feelings for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to say adios and find a new man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/isyourexboyfriendstillintoyouquiz/"&gt;Is Your Ex Boyfriend Still Into You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/nf.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idealist (NF)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a passionate, caring, and unique person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart tends to rule you. You can't make decisions without considering feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek out other empathetic people to befriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth and authenticity matters in your friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you give everything you have to relationships. You fall in love easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as your looks go, you've likely taken the time to develop your own personal style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Three Question Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loike this.. How true!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/linguistic.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also good at remembering information and convincing someone of your point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Can Make 55% of Your Crushes Fall in Love With You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/canyoumakeanyonefallinlovewithyouquiz/love-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You certainly have this dating thing down - and you know how to charm most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when your charm seems broken, just think back to what has worked in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the tools to make almost anyone fall in love with you - you just have to put them into action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/canyoumakeanyonefallinlovewithyouquiz/"&gt;Can You Make Anyone Fall in Love With You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..really??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a Great Girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouagoodgirlfriendquiz/great-girlfriend.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to your guy, you're very thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also haven't stopped thinking of yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect blend of independent and caring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a total catch - make sure your guy knows it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagoodgirlfriendquiz/"&gt;Are You a Good Girlfriend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Chances of Being a Multimillionaire: 72%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/mm-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good chance of being a multimillionaire. Better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You simply have a natural knack for money and the personality for success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/"&gt;Will You Be a Multimillionaire?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Mind is PG-13 Rated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyouhaveadirtymindquiz/dirty-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is definitely a little dirty. You're naughty, but not trashy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't shy away from a dirty joke, and you're clearly not a prude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveadirtymindquiz/"&gt;Do You Have a Dirty Mind?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Life Blogger!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofbloggerareyouquiz/life-blogger.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your blog is the story of your life - a living diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it happens, you blog it. And make it as entertaining as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofbloggerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Blogger Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Gemstone Says...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thegemstonetest/2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are simply joyful. You find it easy to have peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to think positive thoughts. It's easy to control where your mind goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have great mental powers and self discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are able to dream big. You definitely aren't afraid of failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thegemstonetest/"&gt;The Gemstone Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now I'm a Math genious hahhaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Passed 8th Grade Math&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/couldyoupasseighthgrademathquiz/passed.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you got 7/10 correct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgrademathquiz/"&gt;Could You Pass 8th Grade Math?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll Find a Boyfriend Within 3 Months&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whenwillyoumeetyournextboyfriendquiz/three-months.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you need a bit more time to get over an ex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you need a confidence boost to talk to new guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, you'll find a boyfriend in time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you keep getting out there and meeting new guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whenwillyoumeetyournextboyfriendquiz/"&gt;When Will You Meet Your Next Boyfriend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Communicate With Your Ears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/ears.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love conversations, both as a listener and a talker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people say is important to you, and you're often most affected by words, not actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to hear complements from others. And when you're upset, you often talk to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is very important to you. It's difficult to find you without your iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/"&gt;How Do You Communicate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Birthdate: June 9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a born idealist, with more pet causes than you can count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer be around others, both when working and while relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generous and giving, you believe you can change the world one person at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're open minded and tolerant. People feel like they can tell you anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your go-with-the-flow flexibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Your flair for the over dramatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Pine green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&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/9074960684931129459-2892088024192124947?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/2892088024192124947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=2892088024192124947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2892088024192124947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2892088024192124947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/got-nothing-better-to-do-p.html' title='Got nothing better to do =p'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-1034151499873914272</id><published>2008-06-07T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T17:37:48.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milo'/><title type='text'>return to me..</title><content type='html'>Went to NTUC to shop for goods.. And I tasted the new Milo junior.. It was ok but the taste was like some babyfood.. Luckily it was only half a small cup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have puke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaahhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a lappy!! And a psp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, take that as my birthday wishes yea people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone out there willing to buy me a laptop or a psp or both, just click on my friendster link and you'll find my email there yea hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm thick skinned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what the heck, as long as I get what I want (as if!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 20 this monday.. And should be getting married in at least 6 years time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blergh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any eligible tall, handsome, educated, pious guy(s) out there willing to be my hubby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promotion promotion!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;So glad that we alas spoke on the phone.. Though for only around 2 hours, I'm really glad that I could alas hear your voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind us being friends and I promise that I won't ask for anything more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't disappear and leave me alone.. I'd be contented to just be friends with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(",*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow..Someday..Some time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-1034151499873914272?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/1034151499873914272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=1034151499873914272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1034151499873914272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/1034151499873914272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/return-to-me.html' title='return to me..'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-2042414567793979630</id><published>2008-06-03T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:56:36.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skin deep</title><content type='html'>Things people, especially guys, have been telling me for the past couple of weeks have set me thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say I'm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Pretty&lt;br /&gt;2) Funny&lt;br /&gt;3) Noisy&lt;br /&gt;4) Fun to be with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm all of the above (except for no.3, no guys like noisy girls), would I be a hopeless romantic???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm so damn random here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to build a new life and stop dwelling on the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan asked for my help on her essay.. Damn, it's been more than a year since I last worte a GP essay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should start reading online in-depth articles like a thesis on the empirical assesment of a three-dimensional wisdom scale ( I have no idea what is it about, just copy paste from what Kamal told me =p).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Hikmah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikmah means Wisdom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-2042414567793979630?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/2042414567793979630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=2042414567793979630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2042414567793979630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2042414567793979630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/skin-deep.html' title='skin deep'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-6976319163272247207</id><published>2008-06-01T18:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:43:29.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before gym....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEKAxsZATGI/AAAAAAAAAoA/apD4UnTBDIY/s1600-h/CIMG1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206865710411697250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEKAxsZATGI/AAAAAAAAAoA/apD4UnTBDIY/s320/CIMG1748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi with miss Amy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6vv6uCQWI/AAAAAAAAAi4/G-ZKsPwexyE/s1600-h/CIMG1746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205791457037926754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6vv6uCQWI/AAAAAAAAAi4/G-ZKsPwexyE/s320/CIMG1746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Amy garang!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEKBG0xbCHI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/wT9wU9B8n54/s1600-h/CIMG1747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206866073438849138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEKBG0xbCHI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/wT9wU9B8n54/s320/CIMG1747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During gym......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEKAxORFRZI/AAAAAAAAAno/ZtS76a1S8do/s1600-h/CIMG1756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206865702325405074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEKAxORFRZI/AAAAAAAAAno/ZtS76a1S8do/s320/CIMG1756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEKAxFBopsI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ZPbIWM6UzYk/s1600-h/CIMG1753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206865699844695746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEKAxFBopsI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ZPbIWM6UzYk/s320/CIMG1753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEKAxcmaM0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/_-DU5H3vBmU/s1600-h/CIMG1752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206865706172953410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEKAxcmaM0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/_-DU5H3vBmU/s320/CIMG1752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bart terkial-kial wakakaka XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6vv6uCQVI/AAAAAAAAAiw/byIYPrrTQ-0/s1600-h/CIMG1754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205791457037926738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6vv6uCQVI/AAAAAAAAAiw/byIYPrrTQ-0/s320/CIMG1754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staircase machine.. I managed only 25 storeys =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6wIquCQaI/AAAAAAAAAjY/uQBXYATxSXM/s1600-h/CIMG1757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205791882239689122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6wIquCQaI/AAAAAAAAAjY/uQBXYATxSXM/s320/CIMG1757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayuh laju-laju baannngggg XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6vwauCQYI/AAAAAAAAAjI/nXz2QJ09LHU/s1600-h/CIMG1759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205791465627861378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6vwauCQYI/AAAAAAAAAjI/nXz2QJ09LHU/s320/CIMG1759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bart running super fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6wIauCQZI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KW_rcrWihtk/s1600-h/CIMG1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205791877944721810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6wIauCQZI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KW_rcrWihtk/s320/CIMG1758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEJ_qJRji7I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/3n2CfxZNXEA/s1600-h/CIMG1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206864481214499762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEJ_qJRji7I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/3n2CfxZNXEA/s320/CIMG1761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Bart challenged who can last longer and I won.. I lasted for 25 minutes while Bart only lasted for 5 minutes!! Boohooooo!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6vv6uCQUI/AAAAAAAAAio/O-GKFkzumWU/s1600-h/CIMG1755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205791457037926722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6vv6uCQUI/AAAAAAAAAio/O-GKFkzumWU/s320/CIMG1755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one running..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEJ_qROIJwI/AAAAAAAAAnY/9Pr2OiOGSqs/s1600-h/CIMG1760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206864483347605250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEJ_qROIJwI/AAAAAAAAAnY/9Pr2OiOGSqs/s320/CIMG1760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for their turns to run on the treadmill..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretching after workout..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEJ_p6QXDLI/AAAAAAAAAnA/yLYI7Kf6UH0/s1600-h/CIMG1763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206864477182954674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEJ_p6QXDLI/AAAAAAAAAnA/yLYI7Kf6UH0/s320/CIMG1763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEJ_qBCaDRI/AAAAAAAAAnI/HZWtUlJzyxc/s1600-h/CIMG1762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206864479003479314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEJ_qBCaDRI/AAAAAAAAAnI/HZWtUlJzyxc/s320/CIMG1762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD61IquCQyI/AAAAAAAAAmY/VfEvlUuNiGk/s1600-h/CIMG1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205797379797828386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD61IquCQyI/AAAAAAAAAmY/VfEvlUuNiGk/s320/CIMG1768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD61I6uCQzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/7kXMVbETAcA/s1600-h/CIMG1767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205797384092795698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD61I6uCQzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/7kXMVbETAcA/s320/CIMG1767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing the pesilats gotta do before training..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD61JKuCQ0I/AAAAAAAAAmo/gBwFOnoABWY/s1600-h/CIMG1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205797388387763010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD61JKuCQ0I/AAAAAAAAAmo/gBwFOnoABWY/s320/CIMG1766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD61JauCQ1I/AAAAAAAAAmw/FFjZYTjGYfY/s1600-h/CIMG1765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205797392682730322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD61JauCQ1I/AAAAAAAAAmw/FFjZYTjGYfY/s320/CIMG1765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD61JquCQ2I/AAAAAAAAAm4/A8BM1s083Po/s1600-h/CIMG1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205797396977697634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD61JquCQ2I/AAAAAAAAAm4/A8BM1s083Po/s320/CIMG1764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing off his toned and hairless legs hahax!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD60vauCQtI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Hed1kBR2tgE/s1600-h/CIMG1777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205796946006131410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD60vauCQtI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Hed1kBR2tgE/s320/CIMG1777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The babes.. (",*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD60vquCQuI/AAAAAAAAAl4/iLQZpRGDVG8/s1600-h/CIMG1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205796950301098722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD60vquCQuI/AAAAAAAAAl4/iLQZpRGDVG8/s320/CIMG1775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me.. I don't know what they're trying to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD60v6uCQvI/AAAAAAAAAmA/CXz6rkKHkX8/s1600-h/CIMG1774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205796954596066034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD60v6uCQvI/AAAAAAAAAmA/CXz6rkKHkX8/s320/CIMG1774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz's antics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD60wKuCQwI/AAAAAAAAAmI/IWqtsdR8sL8/s1600-h/CIMG1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205796958891033346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD60wKuCQwI/AAAAAAAAAmI/IWqtsdR8sL8/s320/CIMG1773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mbeeekkkk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD60wquCQxI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/gZjhUSS0LiI/s1600-h/CIMG1771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205796967480967954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD60wquCQxI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/gZjhUSS0LiI/s320/CIMG1771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My super flushed face with a complimentary pimple that adds up to the redness of my face..And that's Fyra's super flawless face.. Grrrrr XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6zF6uCQoI/AAAAAAAAAlI/rwdEcnD_lKY/s1600-h/CIMG1782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205795133529932418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6zF6uCQoI/AAAAAAAAAlI/rwdEcnD_lKY/s320/CIMG1782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goat couple..Guess which's the wife XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6zGKuCQpI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/9Ea96FLIZlo/s1600-h/CIMG1781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205795137824899730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6zGKuCQpI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/9Ea96FLIZlo/s320/CIMG1781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving couple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6zGKuCQqI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KZtxOzeRtA4/s1600-h/CIMG1780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205795137824899746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6zGKuCQqI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KZtxOzeRtA4/s320/CIMG1780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6zGauCQrI/AAAAAAAAAlg/lEmctAK7aus/s1600-h/CIMG1779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205795142119867058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6zGauCQrI/AAAAAAAAAlg/lEmctAK7aus/s320/CIMG1779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooing the female goat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6zGauCQsI/AAAAAAAAAlo/HPxhJjBypME/s1600-h/CIMG1778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205795142119867074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6zGauCQsI/AAAAAAAAAlo/HPxhJjBypME/s320/CIMG1778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah there "she" is.. With pink horns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6x9auCQjI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7n1uSeaN52U/s1600-h/CIMG1785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205793887989416498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6x9auCQjI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7n1uSeaN52U/s320/CIMG1785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They pay $1.50 to enter the gym just to make origami using their (filthy) towels..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6x9quCQkI/AAAAAAAAAko/Cry2pTc68uo/s1600-h/CIMG1784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205793892284383810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6x9quCQkI/AAAAAAAAAko/Cry2pTc68uo/s320/CIMG1784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6x96uCQlI/AAAAAAAAAkw/UJElqcLu7ng/s1600-h/CIMG1783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205793896579351122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6x96uCQlI/AAAAAAAAAkw/UJElqcLu7ng/s320/CIMG1783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6xf6uCQfI/AAAAAAAAAkA/lvz8X962kgg/s1600-h/CIMG1789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205793381183275506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6xf6uCQfI/AAAAAAAAAkA/lvz8X962kgg/s320/CIMG1789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bart's leg hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6xf6uCQgI/AAAAAAAAAkI/3TRKsFBhtvk/s1600-h/CIMG1788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205793381183275522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6xf6uCQgI/AAAAAAAAAkI/3TRKsFBhtvk/s320/CIMG1788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendekar Ryan can't afford a real tanjak and keris..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6xgKuCQhI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/T4s3svfGF2Q/s1600-h/CIMG1787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205793385478242834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6xgKuCQhI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/T4s3svfGF2Q/s320/CIMG1787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6xgauCQiI/AAAAAAAAAkY/OmPCMA-1p5c/s1600-h/CIMG1786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205793389773210146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6xgauCQiI/AAAAAAAAAkY/OmPCMA-1p5c/s320/CIMG1786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6wI6uCQbI/AAAAAAAAAjg/mDvI6kT9ZBk/s1600-h/CIMG1776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205791886534656434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6wI6uCQbI/AAAAAAAAAjg/mDvI6kT9ZBk/s320/CIMG1776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our busuk faces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6vwKuCQXI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ta4FMiGNsWE/s1600-h/CIMG1770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205791461332894066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6vwKuCQXI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ta4FMiGNsWE/s320/CIMG1770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestfriends (",*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gym......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6xfquCQeI/AAAAAAAAAj4/rFMK6paaeKE/s1600-h/CIMG1790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205793376888308194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6xfquCQeI/AAAAAAAAAj4/rFMK6paaeKE/s320/CIMG1790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All cleaned up.. Now it's make up time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6wI6uCQcI/AAAAAAAAAjo/vkI-dqC_VYg/s1600-h/CIMG1793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205791886534656450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6wI6uCQcI/AAAAAAAAAjo/vkI-dqC_VYg/s320/CIMG1793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all cleaned and made up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6wJKuCQdI/AAAAAAAAAjw/37oDL5BhMAE/s1600-h/CIMG1792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205791890829623762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6wJKuCQdI/AAAAAAAAAjw/37oDL5BhMAE/s320/CIMG1792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurry faces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear this is my most longest photo entry EVER!! I'm so tired of uploading the pix I just can't be bothered to write about it.. Enjoy the pix people!!&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing my new colleagues at SIA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kimi and Moi (",*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6vDKuCQTI/AAAAAAAAAig/7n2HS2WOAps/s1600-h/DSC03769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205790688238780722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6vDKuCQTI/AAAAAAAAAig/7n2HS2WOAps/s320/DSC03769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't find a pix of Kimi wearing her headset =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6tUquCQOI/AAAAAAAAAh4/rJnz4y1s1oo/s1600-h/DSC03827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205788789863235810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6tUquCQOI/AAAAAAAAAh4/rJnz4y1s1oo/s320/DSC03827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is His Excellency, His Royal Highness, Prince Fitri!! (hahaha!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6tVKuCQPI/AAAAAAAAAiA/AUx8NDnOGJA/s1600-h/DSC03825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205788798453170418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6tVKuCQPI/AAAAAAAAAiA/AUx8NDnOGJA/s320/DSC03825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Miss-I'm-Cute Shalini!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6tV6uCQQI/AAAAAAAAAiI/l9QW-1lxoIM/s1600-h/DSC03822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205788811338072322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6tV6uCQQI/AAAAAAAAAiI/l9QW-1lxoIM/s320/DSC03822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azizah eksyen didn't want me to snap her wearing the headset.. Puuiiii XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6tV6uCQRI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/C1TgXFeS9AU/s1600-h/DSC03821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205788811338072338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6tV6uCQRI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/C1TgXFeS9AU/s320/DSC03821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is miss hot babe Doris who calls me Sayang.. I like it when she calls me sayang since no one calls me sayang no more =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6tWKuCQSI/AAAAAAAAAiY/QkHSwVK1suQ/s1600-h/DSC03802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205788815633039650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SD6tWKuCQSI/AAAAAAAAAiY/QkHSwVK1suQ/s320/DSC03802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ultimately ME!! I look pale I know.. The place's super duper cold lar!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's about it.. Im too tired to blog.. Just enjoy the pix yea!! (",*)&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/9074960684931129459-6976319163272247207?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/6976319163272247207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=6976319163272247207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6976319163272247207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6976319163272247207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/06/before-gym.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SEKAxsZATGI/AAAAAAAAAoA/apD4UnTBDIY/s72-c/CIMG1748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-7608444615984727365</id><published>2008-05-29T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:12:04.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lonely'/><title type='text'>Lonely</title><content type='html'>I just feel lonely.. I don't know why.. I'm surrounded by friends and family all the time but I'm still lonely.. Still pining for...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-7608444615984727365?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/7608444615984727365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=7608444615984727365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/7608444615984727365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/7608444615984727365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-8036527077573057974</id><published>2008-05-29T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:15:48.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Japanese commercial'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-B52PV876I&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-B52PV876I&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-8036527077573057974?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/8036527077573057974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=8036527077573057974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8036527077573057974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8036527077573057974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-8191147704948153145</id><published>2008-05-28T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:45:23.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kapten gatal'/><title type='text'>Kapten gatal</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gRKoXO3pWSE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gRKoXO3pWSE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. Macam manalah Malaysia nak maju.. tsktsk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-8191147704948153145?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/8191147704948153145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=8191147704948153145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8191147704948153145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8191147704948153145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/kapten-gatal.html' title='Kapten gatal'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-960250743810371736</id><published>2008-05-24T22:48:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T01:14:09.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fig and Olive'/><title type='text'>makan Besau!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDguKquCQCI/AAAAAAAAAgY/SCTJRDQbUpQ/s1600-h/Copy+of+CIMG1714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960130227552290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDguKquCQCI/AAAAAAAAAgY/SCTJRDQbUpQ/s320/Copy+of+CIMG1714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's gotta be my happiest and saddest day ever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yesterday's gotta be my angriest day EVER!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I want to complain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are too many pinoys in Singapore.. And MAJORITY of them are veeerrrrrrryyyyy conceited especially the ladies!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, I don't really mind the cute pinoy guys (haha!) but the ladies, most of them, are truly unbearable!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example, they act like they're some expats here and they walk with their NOSES (no, I Won't say heads) held up high, trying to exude what they perceive as "confidence" but they just don't realise that people look at them with utter disgust and shame..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy, IF I were to work in a foreign country, holding only a work permit, or anything equivalent to the S pass here in Singapore (ouh wait, or WP and SP are the same things? I don't know, correct me if I'm wrong), I would be humble and preserved, not conceited and Act big.. I mean, just as long as I'm working in a foreign country, I will exude warmth and humility, NOT acting big and clever.. Come on lar, you still have to give the right and best impression of your race, religion and homecountry right? Maybe they think that by Acting big, we Singaporeans won't bully them. Heck, Singaporeans will bully them Only if they carry out this kind of mannerism.. Well, at least most of us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the feedbacks I got from family and friends whom are working in a c/o full with Pinoys, yea, not one compliment did I hear.. But I only like one pinoy, the pinoy who worked at Levi's who was kind and friendly to me and my sis while we were purchasing.. I like her.. Okay, she's the first..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just YESTERDAY, my most favourite day of the week and this idiotic pinoy HAD to SPOIL it; Leah and I were q-ing as I wanted to withdraw money from the ATM and there was only 1 person in front of me and I was damn glad cause it was really hot and we were famished.. There were only 2 ATMs. 1 was used by a Chinese lady and the other one was used by two Malay girls..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly the 2 Malay girls went sorta panicky so we asked them why and they said that the ATM they were using was spoilt so Leah said that they can use the other ATM after the Chinese lady q-ing in front of us is done.. So when the Chinese lady who was using the ATM earlier on ended her transaction, the Chinese lady q-ing in front of us let the two Malay girls use the ATM first and yea, we were fine with that. Then this idiotic pinoy lady suddenly went to the spoilt ATM and tried using it.. So us being nice Singaporeans called out to her saying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sorry miss but the machine is spoilt"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she just went on with the transaction so I just went on blabbing "stupid pinoy" to Leah cause the way that pinoy was ignoring us was kinda rude.. She could have turned around and tell us that the machine was okay or something but she just plainly ignored us.. As if we would grab her money the minute she turned to respond to us.. Cheapskate!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we saw that her transaction was successful and so we knew that it were the two Malay girls who didn't know how to use the machine when suddenly she turned and gave us the this-is-what-you-said-spoilt-machine-you-idiot kinda look and showed us the money which she had successfully withdrew in a very RUDE manner!! And what's more, she even called to her friend BEHIND us asking the other pinoy to use that particular machine.. Wtfh right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She could have smiled at us and gestured that the machine was okay but instead she was stand off-ish and acted like she bloody own Singapore!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was pissed off for the rest of the day until I saw Anak Doctor and Abang Hot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They always make my day hahahahah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was half glad half pissed yesterday, pissed because of that pinoy and glad cause I just bought a new show which is really hot.. To me lar.. And I hope I won't get blisters..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naturally I vowed not to buy anything again forever.. I vowed infront of Leah who told me "Yeah right" and I confidently said Yes I'm right until I bought a Levi's today huwaaaaaaa!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm soo gonna fast this whole month until I receive my next pay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today is family outing day!! We went to eat at Fig and Olive at Vivo City and Man was working so we got 10 percent discount off the bill yayyy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See? This is why it's important to have friends who work at this kind of places like Sentosa, Singapore Flyer, Restaurants, you might get discounts and freebies hahahah ok now I'm beginning to sound like a cheapskate.. And you people out there, don't think that I'm friends with them just cause of this ok, I'm friends with them even before they work at these places okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grrrr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yea, Momma and I ate the ever delicious Creme Chicken Mushroom pasta which would have tasted better if they added black pepper for a bit of hotness.. Abah ate erm okay I forgot what it's called.. Ok it's something like Maghribi Chicken with Olive Rice which was damn spicy and damn ice and damn fulfilling!! And kakak ate erm ok i think it's called Fish with Melted Cheese and I tell you peeps, all the dishes were really FULFILLING and Niiceee.. Plus with cute waiters who thank you a gazillion times.. Ah, gotta eat there again hahahax!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgtWKuCP3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/8gfXkzfbgi4/s1600-h/CIMG1696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203959228284419954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgtWKuCP3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/8gfXkzfbgi4/s320/CIMG1696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgtV6uCP2I/AAAAAAAAAe4/nVw0C4fAH2E/s1600-h/CIMG1695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203959223989452642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgtV6uCP2I/AAAAAAAAAe4/nVw0C4fAH2E/s320/CIMG1695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgtVauCP0I/AAAAAAAAAeo/UKnkp2Z5Dk8/s1600-h/CIMG1694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203959215399518018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgtVauCP0I/AAAAAAAAAeo/UKnkp2Z5Dk8/s320/CIMG1694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgtWKuCP4I/AAAAAAAAAfI/-LDMHSC2T8M/s1600-h/CIMG1701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203959228284419970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgtWKuCP4I/AAAAAAAAAfI/-LDMHSC2T8M/s320/CIMG1701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgtt6uCP9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/FKVVbIFrCNY/s1600-h/Copy+of+CIMG1702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203959636306313170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgtt6uCP9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/FKVVbIFrCNY/s320/Copy+of+CIMG1702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgtVquCP1I/AAAAAAAAAew/8_JGJHHMo34/s1600-h/Copy+(2)+of+CIMG1708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203959219694485330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgtVquCP1I/AAAAAAAAAew/8_JGJHHMo34/s320/Copy+(2)+of+CIMG1708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDguKauCP_I/AAAAAAAAAgA/pzR2iKSFTOc/s1600-h/Copy+of+CIMG1709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960125932584946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDguKauCP_I/AAAAAAAAAgA/pzR2iKSFTOc/s320/Copy+of+CIMG1709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creme Chicken Mushroom pasta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDguKKuCP-I/AAAAAAAAAf4/oK-ER3UEL9c/s1600-h/Copy+of+CIMG1710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960121637617634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDguKKuCP-I/AAAAAAAAAf4/oK-ER3UEL9c/s320/Copy+of+CIMG1710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fish with Melted Cheese (not sure if it's the correct name.. Sorry!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgttauCP7I/AAAAAAAAAfg/5jpHD-O418g/s1600-h/Copy+(2)+of+CIMG1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203959627716378546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgttauCP7I/AAAAAAAAAfg/5jpHD-O418g/s320/Copy+(2)+of+CIMG1711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maghribi Chicken with Olive Rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDguKauCQAI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ovM8zpI8Fwg/s1600-h/Copy+of+CIMG1712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960125932584962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDguKauCQAI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ovM8zpI8Fwg/s320/Copy+of+CIMG1712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDguKquCQBI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/JRgb3D4axNI/s1600-h/Copy+of+CIMG1713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960130227552274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDguKquCQBI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/JRgb3D4axNI/s320/Copy+of+CIMG1713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDguequCQDI/AAAAAAAAAgg/gDixIIv7MMM/s1600-h/Copy+of+CIMG1715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960473824935986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDguequCQDI/AAAAAAAAAgg/gDixIIv7MMM/s320/Copy+of+CIMG1715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgufKuCQHI/AAAAAAAAAhA/5-gJB2tIQf0/s1600-h/Copy+of+CIMG1725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960482414870642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgufKuCQHI/AAAAAAAAAhA/5-gJB2tIQf0/s320/Copy+of+CIMG1725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Da kenyang happy!!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgvB6uCQKI/AAAAAAAAAhY/kk1Gir--yjE/s1600-h/Copy+of+CIMG1723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203961079415324834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgvB6uCQKI/AAAAAAAAAhY/kk1Gir--yjE/s320/Copy+of+CIMG1723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgvB6uCQJI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/BdHrvhA0DO8/s1600-h/Copy+of+CIMG1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203961079415324818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgvB6uCQJI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/BdHrvhA0DO8/s320/Copy+of+CIMG1722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgvBquCQII/AAAAAAAAAhI/anJjwybmDy4/s1600-h/Copy+of+CIMG1719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203961075120357506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgvBquCQII/AAAAAAAAAhI/anJjwybmDy4/s320/Copy+of+CIMG1719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgvSquCQMI/AAAAAAAAAho/LHvo5CbEwyQ/s1600-h/Copy+of+CIMG1728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203961367178133698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgvSquCQMI/AAAAAAAAAho/LHvo5CbEwyQ/s320/Copy+of+CIMG1728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgvS6uCQNI/AAAAAAAAAhw/JeWvtQViZZ4/s1600-h/Copy+of+CIMG1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203961371473101010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDgvS6uCQNI/AAAAAAAAAhw/JeWvtQViZZ4/s320/Copy+of+CIMG1729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouh boy, now I can't decide which is more delicious, Sedap Corner or Fig and Olive.. Okay gota blog about Sedap Corner the next time round..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most important thing is, Fig &amp;amp; Olive, berbaloi!! WoOoOoOhHoOoOoOoOoOOoOoOOOOo!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-960250743810371736?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/960250743810371736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=960250743810371736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/960250743810371736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/960250743810371736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/makan-besau.html' title='makan Besau!!'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDguKquCQCI/AAAAAAAAAgY/SCTJRDQbUpQ/s72-c/Copy+of+CIMG1714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-403200985396374152</id><published>2008-05-21T20:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T22:02:10.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss singapore universe 08'/><title type='text'>Akulah Bekas Pelajar Madrasah</title><content type='html'>Ouh, is this the madrasah girl? Can you speak Arabic? Aiya Assalamualaikum only? No use la you hahahaha!! Ouh look at her dress.. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She's going to a party tonight. Madrasah girls nowadays know how to party. I shall show this to *********! Oy **********! Come look at this madrasah girl's dress, she's going to a party after this.. Maybe we can use this design for a jubah.. Wow, madrasah kids nowadays have their own concerts and parties ehk.. Da moden!! Oops, can't say anything cheeky/vulgar infront of her, she's a madrasah girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The above are the makcik2's reactions upon knowing that I was from a madrasah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;WTFH RIGHT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And all I can do was to SMILE =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The part where a makcik was talking about my dress..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Shites.. It was just a damn bloody black sequin on the top first quarter of my short dress which was even 95% covered by my tudung!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQdJdZqCUI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ymkanQpMgNg/s1600-h/sequin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202815517868034370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQdJdZqCUI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ymkanQpMgNg/s320/sequin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO PEEPS,I'm not trying to show my bust, just showing the part where the sequin showed only a teeny weeny bit.. And it's black and because of the lighting, the sequins don't really show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the toot-iest part was, the makcik actually pulled up my tudung to show the people around us the sequinned part of my dress.. Even after Zah's mom told her "ape ni selak2 tudung anak dara orang" (What is this pulling a maiden's tudung?), she kept on pulling up my tudung and like what, touched my chest and I was like smiling trying to cover up my confuse-ness and my eyes were wandering about making sure that no guys were looking at us.. Like hey, I was trying to impress Dr Aris's son ok, and if he saw me like that, with a makcik holding up my tudung, what a turn off right? Hahahahaha!! (Kidding!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn kecoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with them? I mean, it's already 2008 now and the Maarif Princesses already made it to the Arena so is it a Surprise that I can speak English, that I passed my O level English and that I chose to work there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe how "uneducated" and "un-informed" and "un-updated" this makcik2 are presuming that they are actually academically updated, career minded and driven kinda women who must keep themselves updated with the latest happenings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so impossible considering that I know of Chinese people who know how educated and modern the Madrasah educated youngsters nowadays are apart from being religiously inclined and proficient.. Well if not all, a majority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh wells.. What to do.. Melayu Baru bluek!!! (New Age Malay bluek!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read the New Paper today, you will come to the pages about the Miss Singapore Universe pageant 2008 and yea my aunty-to-be won 2nd a.k.a 1st runner up.. So unbelievable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is pretty and witty but of course there are many others who are prettier and wittier but these people never join the pageant don't know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is her, Malvina Kang a.k.a Aunt Mal =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQmtNZqCVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/s3ELGKSHz68/s1600-h/malvina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202826027653007698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQmtNZqCVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/s3ELGKSHz68/s320/malvina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQmttZqCWI/AAAAAAAAAeA/mtzHpPq0nc0/s1600-h/malvina2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202826036242942306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQmttZqCWI/AAAAAAAAAeA/mtzHpPq0nc0/s320/malvina2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I'm showing her pictures not course I'm proud of her achievements, in fact, I'm feelingless hahaha.. I put up her pix cause coincidentally she's in the pageant and coincidentally, she won 2nd place.. I blog about this cause I wanna comment something about the pageant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Girls Are Getting Uglier.. In fact, this year's batch has the highest number of ugly girls and also the Ugliest girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this continues, I'd rather Singapore cease the pageant and just send some hot model to represent Singapore, just like Australia did few years back and eventually emerged as the winner!!! After all in the real pageant, beauty comes first followed by brains, at least give Singapore some face lar alamak!! Singapore's never gonna win the international pageant so might as well send a bimbo rep right heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQocdZqCXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Zzh64_bThnE/s1600-h/msu08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202827938913454450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQocdZqCXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Zzh64_bThnE/s320/msu08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQoctZqCYI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/SsBU0rk1oJM/s1600-h/msu081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202827943208421762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQoctZqCYI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/SsBU0rk1oJM/s320/msu081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQodNZqCZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/8vlt3Inu1mE/s1600-h/msu082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202827951798356370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQodNZqCZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/8vlt3Inu1mE/s320/msu082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQoddZqCaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CCo7OHNrZh4/s1600-h/msu083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202827956093323682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQoddZqCaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CCo7OHNrZh4/s320/msu083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are definitely getting uglier right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more pix of ugly girls and lesser pix of pretty girls, go to the link below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbase.com/harrynkl/miss_singapore_universe&amp;amp;page=all"&gt;http://www.pbase.com/harrynkl/miss_singapore_universe&amp;amp;page=all&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!! Have a nice day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-403200985396374152?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/403200985396374152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=403200985396374152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/403200985396374152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/403200985396374152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/akulah-bekas-pelajar-madrasah.html' title='Akulah Bekas Pelajar Madrasah'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SDQdJdZqCUI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ymkanQpMgNg/s72-c/sequin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-4583548887211329783</id><published>2008-05-18T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:31:58.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The corniest thing ever</title><content type='html'>This has gotta be the crackiest shite I've ever seen hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q9M5ddlZOYg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q9M5ddlZOYg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-4583548887211329783?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/4583548887211329783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=4583548887211329783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4583548887211329783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4583548887211329783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/corniest-thing-ever.html' title='The corniest thing ever'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-6939206590431370863</id><published>2008-05-18T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T16:49:00.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheap labour</title><content type='html'>More and more and more companies are employing cheap labours a.k.a foreign workers and the saddening part is, companies supported by the government are maximising their usage of foreign workers.. Mentang-mentang la the government welcome what deemed as "foreign talent", all these companies go employ foreigners so they can pay much much lower wages to all these foreigners..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, so many Singaporens are unemployed, why go employ all these Pinoys? Yea, they can speak English very well but I'm sure there are so much more locals who can speak better than them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so like the Malay proverb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anak diriba diletakkan, kera di hutan disusui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which literally means You put down your child whose sitting on your lap and you go feed milk to the baby monkey in the jungle (hahahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means, you let your own family die of famish but you go help outsiders to prosper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, it's true that some Singaporeans tend to be choosy when it comes to applying jobs but there are so many jobless Singaporeans who probably did not know that there are job vacancies in all these companies because why? Because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You don't publicise the vacancies in your c/o, instead, you paid an agent to bring you "outside people" to come to Singapore to work for your c/o because you pay them lower than you pay the locals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You terminated the employment of locals and "close shop" your c/o here to set up c/o in neighbouring countries to tend to local needs because why? Because instead of paying $1,500 to a Singaporean, you'd rather give RM1,500 to the Malaysians. Again why? To save money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't all these companies realise that a standard degree in neighbouring countries only equal to a standard diploma in Singapore? And I even think that the diploma holders HERE are over qualified to enrol into neighbouring country(s) university(s)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so like being "racist" to your own countrymen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I call 100.. Why? The office is now based in Malacca and the people tending to the calls are so called Malaysian graduates, okay, I don't care whether they are graduates or only a SPM holder, but the thing is, they don't even work properly!! Many a time people I know called the 100 hotline to query for local numbers like the statutory boards and the likes and the person at the other end actually said that the number is not listed! How ridiculous.. So yea, the Singaporean is paying the Malaysians for nothing.. Nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, you may say that I can get the number from the internet but what about all the makciks and aunties? What if they have no young people to help them get the numbers from the internet? And some people are more comfortable getting the numbers from the local phone directory hotline (only it's not done locally anymore).. And what if it is an emergency and you're outside and you don't know the phone number of say, KK hospital? Where can you turn to? The hotline right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind having foreigners working alongside me as long as the number of foreigners in the company is like 1:8.. But to recruit several large batches of foreigners is totally ludicrous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government is lamenting on how more Singaporeans are migrating, then they should first stop this crap lar then the Singaporeans will stop migrating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-6939206590431370863?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/6939206590431370863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=6939206590431370863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6939206590431370863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/6939206590431370863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/cheap-labour.html' title='cheap labour'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-8367767226324830199</id><published>2008-05-17T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:43:29.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About me!!</title><content type='html'>1.Have you smoked a whole box of&lt;br /&gt;cigarettes before?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a smoker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you kissed somebody last week?&lt;br /&gt;Maya!! On the cheek!! Hahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who's the last person that came to&lt;br /&gt;your house?&lt;br /&gt;My sis's friend, Rini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. Every heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Relief teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who is the last boy/girl you had a&lt;br /&gt;meaningful conversation with?&lt;br /&gt;A girl called Fyra hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who last rode in the car with you?&lt;br /&gt;Cab with Fyra =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who/what made you happy today?&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I'm gonna make money through blogging Insya Allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What's on your mind constantly?&lt;br /&gt;Money, going to Tioman Island and ultimately................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last person to hug?&lt;br /&gt;Fyra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last text you received on your&lt;br /&gt;mobile, and who was it?&lt;br /&gt;My friend asking me to relief her tomorrow, from Izzah Nasir =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What was your last decision?&lt;br /&gt;To register for Nuffnang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any piercings?&lt;br /&gt;Yea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Last person to disappoint you?&lt;br /&gt;Him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who/What made you angry today?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry today.. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Nasi with ikan berlada and veggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you find yourself loved?&lt;br /&gt;I'm loved but still craving for the love I've lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Plans for the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Relief teach? Hahax!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last person you missed?&lt;br /&gt;The same person I'm still missing with my every heartbeat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you have over 150 friendster&lt;br /&gt;friends?&lt;br /&gt;I have more than double that amount..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How much perfume do you use?&lt;br /&gt;Too many perfumes, Ralph Lauren, Burberry, Hugo Boss, Issey Miyake, Givenchy and many more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you cry when you're upset?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. Very much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Where do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;On the beach =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Did you wear clip-on/stick-on&lt;br /&gt;earrings as a child?&lt;br /&gt;Ouh sure did!! Haha that was so much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any cool scars?&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. Only cool people have cool scars hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 0923 this&lt;br /&gt;morning?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you brushed your teeth yet&lt;br /&gt;today?&lt;br /&gt;I've brushed my teeth TWICE today hokay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Can you sing?&lt;br /&gt;Yea...hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you enjoy your personality?&lt;br /&gt;Sure do =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-8367767226324830199?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/8367767226324830199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=8367767226324830199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8367767226324830199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8367767226324830199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/about-me.html' title='About me!!'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-2960478755521991813</id><published>2008-05-17T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T22:02:29.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrr...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was our first day of attachment.. It was, surprisingly, a bit sleepy.. But thanx to the kecoh makciks, I managed to stay awake hah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bothers me is the fact that these 2 Chinese ladies and an Indian lady sit around and touch up their make up or just, talking.. And they were damn action.. So irritating and the way they present themselves, gosh, how conceited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they are not as bad as the two ***** nyonyas I used to work with.. They actually backstabbed me!! The two nyonyas I mean.. Come on arh, I barely worked there for 2 months, did not receive any proper training and days before I'm supposed to hand in my monthly input sheet, I got sacked. Why? Cause they said that I'm slow, that I did a lot of mistakes. How can that be when days before that my exec ahd reported to my Team Leader that I have improved, my performance had improved so much and those asinine nyonyas had to spoil it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to check with the product agents and they actually said they'd never received any complaints from customers on activations done by me!! All the complaints they received were the ones done by the call centre staff!! I was so shocked I sent the email to my executive telling him that it is unprofessional of my supervisor and TL to sack me without cause.. Stupid A*******!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stupid supervisor nyonya actually sacked me cause she wanted to recruit a Chinese girl!! How racist!! Stupid uneducated nyonya.. And the product agents actually complained that the girl is the blur type! Hah serve them right!! Stupid nyonyas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the things is, the girl is still working there and now, even her mother is working there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that my TL must feel really guilty when she saw my monthly input chart cause I hit more than the targeted monthly inputs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But then again, I don't think she even felt a slight pang of guilt cause employing a slow blur Chinese girl is more "profiting" than to employ the fast priductive Malay girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, eversince then, I hate working with bukit nyonyas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fcuking hate them all!!!!!!!!!!! HUWAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think many of us have received the sms regarding the Indonesian black magic thingy whereby they test their black magic thru phone calls, particularly handphone I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And amidst the excitement of the news, a friend smsed me this evening that the sms is actually a fraud!! It appears in Berita Harian today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me, I'll still be extra cautious.. Though I never answer overseas call, who knows one day when I'm dizzy or sleepy or blur I accidentally pick up the call and it happens to be THAT call!! - I'd be dead right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the thing is, there is no right answer whether the sms is true or not. Just be extra careful whenever you receive anonymous overseas call..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I practically believe that sms, ok la actually I DO believe that sms cause coincidentally at Misteri Jam 12 2 nights back, a person told the dj that he saw a kid answering a phone call thourgh the hp, when the boy just placed the hp to his ear, he suddenly collapsed and his mouth foamed.. It can't be coincidence right? Kalau kene sawan mesti dia menggelepar kan? So just be careful la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the Komkom case.. Komkom wasn't a ghost, she was just a lady whose black magic backfired and apparently an ustaz already "cured" her.. Though many parties tried convincing that Komkom was a mere tale, we all know that Komkom existed more than a decade ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all, just be extra careful. Who knows, after this,another group of black magic practitioners may 'invent' a new black magic which can be sent thru emails.. Or IP address!! Just like virus only this causes death!! Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUWWWAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-2960478755521991813?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/2960478755521991813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=2960478755521991813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2960478755521991813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2960478755521991813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/grrr.html' title='Grrr...'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-255977267754116831</id><published>2008-05-15T22:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T23:22:51.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bestfriend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why but I'm just so happy today.. First, I think I did ok for my test and I think that all of us are gonna pass.. Secondly, I've watched Congkak yayay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sadly Me and Fyra missed the first part where they were telling the history of congkak. How it became haunted yada yada cause we went to the toilet and I think this is the first time in my history that a movie started on time, usually it's delayed till up to 20 mins for advertisings.. Shoots betoi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So back to the test, me, Leah and Yuko (haha their stage names) were given 2.5 hours to complete the test but eventually we used up 3 hours cause Yuko got probs with her system..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But overall, i think we did an ok job.. Considering we slept practically through out the whole training (if not physically sleeping, our minds were just not concentrating), passing notes, and yeah don't ask if we cheated cause..hahahha.. But then yea, it was open book test.. So yea..heh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxMZdZqCGI/AAAAAAAAAcA/7HGDXNpdnFU/s1600-h/CIMG1596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200615669978761314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxMZdZqCGI/AAAAAAAAAcA/7HGDXNpdnFU/s320/CIMG1596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's Leah in red and Mr Chan guiding Yuko..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And no you gays out there, she's not a pinoy.. hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxMZdZqCHI/AAAAAAAAAcI/TDgAS6Ojbug/s1600-h/CIMG1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200615669978761330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxMZdZqCHI/AAAAAAAAAcI/TDgAS6Ojbug/s320/CIMG1613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh I look uber tembam sia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxMZtZqCII/AAAAAAAAAcQ/-3Ue-STOr34/s1600-h/CIMG1614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200615674273728642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxMZtZqCII/AAAAAAAAAcQ/-3Ue-STOr34/s320/CIMG1614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy singles hahax tak penting!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after work, went to meet Fyra to lepak but ended up going to the movies instead as everybody in my home's out and I have no keys, so Fyra sacrificed her The Showdown and watched Congkak with me instead hahax.. yea la I had to treat her hehe but ended up Fyra paying more cause we took a cab to downtown and fyra paid the fare of 9.50 bux but the tix I paid for Fyra was only 6 bux.. So gotta treat her again huwaaaa!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxN29ZqCJI/AAAAAAAAAcY/BJB9SJAzc2M/s1600-h/congkak.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200617276296530066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxN29ZqCJI/AAAAAAAAAcY/BJB9SJAzc2M/s320/congkak.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie was ok lar.. Quite scary but the additional ditigal effect kinda spolil it all.. but overall it was kinda scary though it's got so many cliches like you think that scene really happened but it turned out to be a dream..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shared so many things with Fyra over our McD's this evening..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore I dedicated this for you dear Bestfriend.. It's part of the lyrics from S ZClub 7's Bestfriend, I don'r memorise the whole song and coulnd't find the lyrics so yea.. This is for you babe =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxSiNZqCKI/AAAAAAAAAcg/PNH_5Nj_V90/s1600-h/CIMG1629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200622417372383394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxSiNZqCKI/AAAAAAAAAcg/PNH_5Nj_V90/s320/CIMG1629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bestfriend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never gonna make you down..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bestfriend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always gonna be around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever life put you through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be there for you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all need a bestfriend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To understand..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bestfriend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To take your hand..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever life put you through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be there for you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just have to go out again babe!! Tadi tak puas langsung!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you sooo much!! Muach la hehehe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxTTNZqCPI/AAAAAAAAAdI/tG33_M4Q6Ow/s1600-h/CIMG1619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200623259185973490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxTTNZqCPI/AAAAAAAAAdI/tG33_M4Q6Ow/s320/CIMG1619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxTTtZqCQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/acvt-CjR1DM/s1600-h/CIMG1630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200623267775908098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxTTtZqCQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/acvt-CjR1DM/s320/CIMG1630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxTT9ZqCRI/AAAAAAAAAdY/hXojNTp4dzE/s1600-h/CIMG1625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200623272070875410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxTT9ZqCRI/AAAAAAAAAdY/hXojNTp4dzE/s320/CIMG1625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxTUNZqCSI/AAAAAAAAAdg/io13a7usLrs/s1600-h/CIMG1631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200623276365842722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxTUNZqCSI/AAAAAAAAAdg/io13a7usLrs/s320/CIMG1631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxTUdZqCTI/AAAAAAAAAdo/-6r07siN2f0/s1600-h/CIMG1632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200623280660810034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxTUdZqCTI/AAAAAAAAAdo/-6r07siN2f0/s320/CIMG1632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxSjdZqCMI/AAAAAAAAAcw/7fkoDCkbfcc/s1600-h/CIMG1622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200622438847219906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxSjdZqCMI/AAAAAAAAAcw/7fkoDCkbfcc/s320/CIMG1622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxSjtZqCNI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Dd90dN_a3zE/s1600-h/CIMG1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200622443142187218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxSjtZqCNI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Dd90dN_a3zE/s320/CIMG1623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Extra extra special special effect hahahaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxSkNZqCOI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YOKPhAycsm8/s1600-h/CIMG1628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200622451732121826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxSkNZqCOI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YOKPhAycsm8/s320/CIMG1628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pretty bestfriend (",*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noticed that I look tanned in many pix.. OMG aku nak putih!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna be skinny and white!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HUWAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!&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/9074960684931129459-255977267754116831?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/255977267754116831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=255977267754116831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/255977267754116831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/255977267754116831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/bestfriend.html' title='bestfriend!!'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SCxMZdZqCGI/AAAAAAAAAcA/7HGDXNpdnFU/s72-c/CIMG1596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-3234597693401749602</id><published>2008-05-13T19:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T21:46:42.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tacky Wacky Smiley</title><content type='html'>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;s&gt;(tacky wacky)&lt;/s&gt; Smiley,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for being such a bitch.. Ok, I know I'm not supposed to say that B word but I guess, that's what I am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I have hurt you in any ways. Yes, I admit that I'm ignorant and that I'm self-obsessed and ouh dear, maybe I should just die driven over a lorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please accept my deepest and most sincere apology..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I dont remember who you are, or maybe I didn't even know you existed, I'm very very very sorry that I've offended you up to the point that you have to you know, spam my taggy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, that's not important cause I have clearly hurt you though I don't remember and don't even know when, where and why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that you can just forgive me please please please pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that what you expect me to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha smiley smiley.. Ehk no, tacky-wacky-smiley-spammed-my-taggy.. Yea, that suits you better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smarty pants tacky-wacky-smiley-spammed-my-taggy didn't know that synthetic diamonds are compressed from carbon (or ashes as you prefer to refer as), not crumpled.. You can only crumple paper, not fine material heee =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you're either these three persons, A or B or C. Person A is a girl ,Person B is a guy and Person C is a mystery hahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see and you decide which one is you ouh smiley dearest =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[A] So yeah, I browsed through my 2007 entries and found this one particular&lt;br /&gt;entry I think this tacky smiley's talking about..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dearest tacky wacky smiley, do you really want me to reveal your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good enough that I didn't say your name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't you think that what I said was, and still is the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I didn't say your name but I wrote the post about you cause I want you to realise.. And Hikmah is not that crazy to make up crazy stuff like that.. Yes, I'm more than clever to think of scenarios like that but I'm not crazy enough to post it on my blog as if it was something real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to know of that "fate" of yours thorugh someone who's too close to you.. You need not know who but I think you can guess who..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I posted that entry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I felt that you should uphold at least a lil bit of self dignity after what had happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were me, I would have reported him for attempt-rape..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me for creating that entry, blame yourself for putting your self dignity on trade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, I admit that I'm wrong to write that entry but accept the fact, accept the crude hard harsh reality check..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice to you is, stay away from that you-know-who and lift that dignity you have left as high as you can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cease contact with him, if you still do contact him, cause he's your dark past and it's unfair and stupid to let yourself to be constantly reminded of that dark past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't accept this harsh reality check by me, then don't pandai2 say I'm telling tales cause the only tales Hikmah love to talk about are Fairy Tales..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intention when I write that post was to make YOU realise of your simple mistake that is, still beibg around him.. Yes, you can say that you've forgiven and forgotten about it but that doesn't mean you should be around him.. I shan't explain further, you think first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm sorry if that post is like a slap across the face and a bullet shot through the heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[B] Now now now, how many times must I tell you not to disturb me? From when I was 16 till I'm considered a young adult now, I don't wanna get involved with you stalker!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just get over it yea? No use insulting me cause I'm not insulted at all.. But I find it ludicrously hilarious.. yea, you're hilarious.. If you get what I mean.. heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[C] Whoever you are, I think you've mistaken me and/or my entry.. I obviously don't know you so why should I be talking about you right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, stop being so selfish and paranoid ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whoever you are Mr/Ms Tacky-wacky-smiley-spammed-my-taggy, I'm not insulted nor do I feel guilty over your rantings cause when I talk, I talk facts and I know where I get my sources from..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I maybe damn blunt, harsh, crude, but what I said, to me, is nothing but the truth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, what you read/see/heard is not what you always get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But (un)fortunately (to some of you unfortunately that's why "un" is bracketed), what I read/see/heard most likely I get it cause why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't judge from the first impression..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please don't think that I'm high and mighty but if you're dealing with macam faham people and macam faham situations, you have to, to show that you're right and that you know what you're doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, to all the people who I've directly/indirectly offended/insulted/misjudged or those who think I'm too crude, I am sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the crude part, susah sikit arh hahahaha..Those words are usually the right ones in most situations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok just kidding..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-3234597693401749602?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/3234597693401749602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=3234597693401749602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3234597693401749602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/3234597693401749602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/tacky-wacky-smiley.html' title='Tacky Wacky Smiley'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-5621262190178925011</id><published>2008-05-12T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:13:04.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disclaimer</title><content type='html'>Looking at my tagboard makes me feel like I'm in my secondary school years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I admit, when I was younger, in sec sch and yea perhaps in pri sch, I was damn bitchy and I loved gossips. Boy, even till this day, a lil bit of girly gossips won't hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's perfectly normal having gossips circulated across schools, for my case, from Ma'arif over to Aljunied over to Alsagoff over to Arabiah over to Wak Tanjong over to Al-Irsyad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the circle goes round and round and round..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the stupid thing is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[NOTE: I'M GONNA BE MERCILESSLY BLUNT.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If people were to keep on and on and on judging me based on things that happened in the past, how do you suppose do I change for the better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep on telling a child he's stupid, he'll forever be stupid cause no matter how hard he tries, people will still call him stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was defensive over my friends, but I believe for most of us, both secular and madrasah educated people,when we were growing up,we put friends in the top priority list and at times, family can even be 2nd on the list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not one of those people stated above, shut up, you're the minority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it all balls down to the upbringing but at the end of the day, it becomes individualistic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your parents force you to write with your right hand but you just can't and don't feel comfortable, you'll still ended up writing using your left hand right? It's a matter of choice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did talk about some people I don't know who I got to "know" about due to 2 things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Famous&lt;br /&gt;2) Infamous a.k.a notorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wounldn't talk nasty things about a person unless that person is notorious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to [=))] I probably talked about you at that point in time long long long long long time ago because what? Because you were notorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that people I don't know talked about me too. It was normal for me and some of my friends to have people we JUST got to know saying things like "ouh so you are Hikmah/Fyra/Krun/Wati/Wano/Era/Na"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for your information, Fyra and I have had our fair share of backstabbing..And for your convenient info also, Fyra and I ceased friendship from mid sec 1 up till late sec 3 over a huge mistake I did. I have apologised to her but it took years to forget 1 horrible mistake as opposed to the gazillion deeds I did for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if Fyra were to remember and keep on dwelling into the past and remind me of it up till today, I think I will lose all the confidence and self esteem that I have and I don't think we'll stick together now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know of people who talked bad things about me in the past, but if I were to keep on dwelling and remember about it, that is the weakest thing a human being can ever do. It would be like lamenting over the milk you spilled when you were a toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniway smiley face, how could you be so sure that it was me who talked cock about you? Can be someone using my name to cover up for someone else? Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the point is now, how juvenile it is to dwell on my past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good friends I have who I get excited whnever I see them on the street or just about anywhere, are the people whom I disliked and up to the point I hated before.. People I never liked from primary up to secondary school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's because, again, the power of being judgemental and too intrigued into gossips, rumours and just being, again, judgemental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we finally decided to open up, we became companions and chose to sit near, if not next to, each other and when we bumped into each other, we'll kiss cheek-to-cheek or hug or both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up till now, if I ever chance upon the blog of somebody who used to talk nasty, unfair things about me, I don't think I would tag, regardless of whether the things that person said about me were nice things or the opposite cause to me, that is so lower secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're considered young adults now, and if we're to keep on dwelling about the past, we'll have no future. The past is for us to learn from, not to live by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened in the past, stays in the past, what we should look for now is how the person has grown from the notorious past to the person he/she is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I may be notorious and blunt and random when it comes to the words I use in expressing myself on my blog, but with all the RA (as some of you deem to be) words I use here, don't worry, I hardly even use vulgarities in normal face to face conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I don't even curse people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a hypocrite, for all I care, please, you're welcomed.. But then again, true what Fyra said, what you see or heard is not what you always get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-5621262190178925011?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/5621262190178925011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=5621262190178925011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5621262190178925011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5621262190178925011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/disclaimer.html' title='disclaimer'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-2037504790475756642</id><published>2008-05-10T08:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T08:39:41.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lagi!</title><content type='html'>See?macam faham-ness again.. What did I say? Ouh yea I love to fcuk around.. Or what is it again? Im a good Muslimah.. Ehk no lar, I'm a Muslimah who fcuks around.. Oxymoron? Paradoxical? Contradictory? Or am I just in denial? Heh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-2037504790475756642?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/2037504790475756642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=2037504790475756642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2037504790475756642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2037504790475756642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/lagi.html' title='lagi!'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-5061935718857277859</id><published>2008-05-09T02:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T03:00:23.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>macam paham</title><content type='html'>I hate/despise/loathe/dislike macam faham people.Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're getting macam faham with me, fcuk off.. Cause I'm way too clever to believe your "macam paham tales"..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-5061935718857277859?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/5061935718857277859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=5061935718857277859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5061935718857277859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/5061935718857277859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/macam-paham.html' title='macam paham'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-4410573733166007977</id><published>2008-05-04T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:19:52.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huwaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm supposed to be sleeping now.. Cause I'm working tomorrow and I don't want to fall asleep during training- again!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness the system is quite comprehensible.. Kalau tidak mampos aku..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm so nervous to take the test..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must pass at least 80%..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far no one has failed yet and I don't want to be the first!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 11.56pm now when I'm typing this and in 4 mins time, a good friend of mine will turn 20 and the day after, her boyfriend will turn 20..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I take this opportunity to wish my good friends, Man and Imah- ehk no, Imah (5th May) and Man (6th May) a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 20th Birthday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May Allah guides you guys throughout your entire life and I hope that you guys are meant to be!! Cayang korang banyak2!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man don't grow fatter ok? Hahahahaha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SB3dl81MatI/AAAAAAAAAb4/3lyoY5FYakU/s1600-h/manimah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196553189109557970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SB3dl81MatI/AAAAAAAAAb4/3lyoY5FYakU/s320/manimah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is so nice.. If I have a boyfriend whose birthday falls on the same date or before or after my birthdate, I would celebrate them at a chalet on midnight, at 11.55pm sing mybirthday song than at 12.00am sing for my boyfie.. So sweet.. But anyways, any celebrations will do.. It's just so romantic to have a birthday like that.. Haiz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the point is, it's nice to celebrate your birthday with the significant other.. But the problem is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm wondering who will be celebrating my birthday this year..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who will celebrate my birthday with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom has been asking about him a lot.. She's really concerned about him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why.. It's out of the sudden..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And at times, I can see guilt and regret in her eyes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first time my mom is being so nice about my boyfriend.. Sorry, my ex..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And surprisingly, my mom thinks that we're still in constant contact with each other..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my previous exes, my mom would usually laugh at me and make fun of my r'ship.. As in being mean about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this time, she's really nice about it.. Even told me to pray for the best somemore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this makes me so sad..and touched..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad that people still say this one particular thing that makes me damn happy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not saying it here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanna let you know, that's it if you're reading..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-4410573733166007977?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/4410573733166007977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=4410573733166007977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4410573733166007977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/4410573733166007977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/huwaaa.html' title='huwaaa'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SB3dl81MatI/AAAAAAAAAb4/3lyoY5FYakU/s72-c/manimah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-82401548861917758</id><published>2008-05-02T23:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T22:16:15.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I think that I grow up too fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I kind of like the idea of living in a nice simple kampung house but of course la the surrounding must be the nice one la not dirty like Malaysian kampungs. Haa sempat aku mengutuk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so hectic now that many a time I just couldn't figure out what is it that I really want in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm only able to do things halfway cause there are too many things that I wanna or should do but there's just not enough time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just a slow moving ass in denial..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that I shouldn't get involved into r'ships at such a young age, at 16 years old and that first r'ship only lasted for 2 months.. But I was left heartbroken for nearly a year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was quite easy to let him go actaully cause I hated his hot tempered and egoistic attitude.. And I was glad when he finally found a new girl whom he's engaged to right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I won't give him a second chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2nd r'ship lasted for 4 months which was quite an achievement considering my 1st lasted only for a couple of months haha.. But yea No, I'm not giving him a second chance ever since I saw his pictures with girls at a Sentosa beach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wth, he said he wanted to break up with me cause he wanted to pursue his education and he wanted Barakah but he went for a swim with girls? Girls he was previouly related to somemore!! He's such a creep!! Such a big turn off.. And he claimed that he still couldn't forgive himself for breaking my heart.. Wth? Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan't touch about my recent.. Heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all this while, I've been thinking whether I've wasted precious years of my life having r'ships with those 2 idiots.. I think I have but then again, I'm a bit thankful that I've had these stupid r'ships cause at least I get to know and understand different types of guys from different walks of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And make me more appreciative with what I have now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying the 20th year of my life that's soon to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying my life as a single (though it hurts to know that many of my colleagues are gay hahaha!! Oops!! XP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know there's a missing piece in my heart cause when I'm all alone, I really feel the loneliness that dwells within..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that he chose to leave me to enjoy singledom, I know that eventually, I too have to lead the same path.. But doesn't mean he's dating someone, I must do the same thing though who knows, I might start dating again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember what my ustazah once told me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The bravest person is one who admits his mistakes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is so true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I've been a coward.. Many people are actually cowards.. No matter how brave a knight can be, it takes a true soul to admit to the king that he was the one who peeped the princess taking her bath.. True?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I can't continue to be a coward in my 20 years of life to come. And I know that I can't keep on repeating the same mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one big mistake is falling in love too fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was stupid cause at such a young age, the only true love is parental love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I admit that it had been fun.. All those mistakes make me the person I am now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one question remains unanswered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do guys nowadays mature so slow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope a guy, any guys, can ans this question of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's wrong with me that two guys actually ditched me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I too possessive?&lt;br /&gt;Too aggresive?&lt;br /&gt;Too loud?&lt;br /&gt;Too irritating?&lt;br /&gt;Too stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Too ugly?&lt;br /&gt;Too short?&lt;br /&gt;Too fat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really couldn't comprehend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that when I'm in a r'ship, I give my all, I give my everything and I will sacrifice for the sake of my love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just couldn't help thinking that IF I were to get involved in a new r'ship, can he really replace my current ex? Can he do the things my ex did for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Paula Deanda's Walk Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Does he kiss me on my forehead (Before we play)&lt;br /&gt;Turn up at my doorstep (With a bouquet)&lt;br /&gt;Does he call me in the middle of the day&lt;br /&gt;Just to say&lt;br /&gt;Baby I Love You like you used too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to express this feeling&lt;br /&gt;Cause nobody compares to you&lt;br /&gt;I know she'll never love you like I do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true.. Where can I find a guy who's willing to go through so many shits with me and eventually rise as the sole knight who managed to soften my parents hearts and eventually they let me go out with my boyfriend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my parents are strict parents and though they let me go out with guy friends, they're strict when it comes to boyfriend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I find a guy who's willing to fetch me from home, send me to tuition, wait for me and send me back home again? Practically everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I find a guy who's really sincere and excited to bring me to meet his folks at such an early stage of r'ship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I find a guy who's willing to totally change for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I find a guy who gives me surprise birthday party and a surprise one year anni ring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I find a guy who's willing to dress the way I like him to be? Though of course not all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I find a guy who still pays for my meal eventhough he's damn short of bread?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I find a guy who's willing to bore himself to death attending inter-school quizes managed by his girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I find a guy who's willing to go out eventhough he's damn tired just to accompany me home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I find a guy who's willing to bore himself to death patiently waiting for me to choose the pair of shoes I like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I find a guy who pays my hp bill when I don't have enough money to pay, eventhough he's in need of money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find any other guys who are and/or can do things he did for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find any other guys who are like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's one of a kind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of a kind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of a kind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I hope everyone understands why I love him too much and can't let him go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is exactly what I'm feeling now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S Club 7's Never Had A Dream Come True&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even though I pretend that I've moved on, you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;I never found the words to say&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I think about each day&lt;br /&gt;And I know no matter where life takes me to&lt;br /&gt;A part of me will always be with you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that in my 5 years to come, I won't be wasting my time involving in r'ships with idiots again.. Cause I know, ultimately, he'll still be the one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that in my 5 years to come, I would have at least achieve a bit of my ambitions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to continue my studies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps next year is a good year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not saying this is not a good year, but this has certainly be the most challenging year of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I shall just enjoy my life as it is..And smile when loneliness hits me cause I know that I still have so many single friends around me..yayy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hope that the one dream I've been praying for for the last 3+ months will realise one day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insya Allah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-82401548861917758?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/82401548861917758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=82401548861917758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/82401548861917758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/82401548861917758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/haiz.html' title='Haiz'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-8354909969966015448</id><published>2008-05-02T22:34:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T22:12:44.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sisters</title><content type='html'>My red psp lite.. Ok la I admit it's Krun's.. Puuuiiiii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBsoOc1MaaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/cRxRzJPJ1VU/s1600-h/DSC00717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195790823824583074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBsoOc1MaaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/cRxRzJPJ1VU/s320/DSC00717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After long long long time never see my lepak crew.. Alas I gotta meet them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got ourselves free Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's icecream yayayyyy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually my girls la got it for me eheheheh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBsoNs1MaXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/M2IkwRBSexI/s1600-h/DSC00714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195790810939681138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBsoNs1MaXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/M2IkwRBSexI/s320/DSC00714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBsoOM1MaYI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/4W3KZLCc8vw/s1600-h/DSC00715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195790819529615746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBsoOM1MaYI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/4W3KZLCc8vw/s320/DSC00715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBsoOM1MaZI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4oSPYy22Zf0/s1600-h/DSC00716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195790819529615762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBsoOM1MaZI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4oSPYy22Zf0/s320/DSC00716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBsoO81MabI/AAAAAAAAAZo/r8hl9sv1OjQ/s1600-h/DSC03744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195790832414517682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBsoO81MabI/AAAAAAAAAZo/r8hl9sv1OjQ/s320/DSC03744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBsoXc1MacI/AAAAAAAAAZw/lT_vPvjQcXQ/s1600-h/DSC03745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195790978443405762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBsoXc1MacI/AAAAAAAAAZw/lT_vPvjQcXQ/s320/DSC03745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're officially minahs bwh blok now kwekwekwekwekwe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea lor, we had to shift to bawah kolong cos Krun was 'fraid got the unexplainable appear in the park.. Hehheh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouh yea, to you people who havent got the chance to get as near to Spore Flyer as I can get (not watching from below haaa) Here's a few pix to make you peeps feel jealous of me cause I got to ride it for free yaayyyyyyy!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything looks so tiny and toy-like that we can practically kiss all the tall buildings!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBssJ81MahI/AAAAAAAAAaY/t26c60H-3_8/s1600-h/SL271951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195795144561682962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBssJ81MahI/AAAAAAAAAaY/t26c60H-3_8/s320/SL271951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxoRs1ManI/AAAAAAAAAbI/86H-rhb6cKQ/s1600-h/SL271960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196142723380046450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxoRs1ManI/AAAAAAAAAbI/86H-rhb6cKQ/s320/SL271960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBssI81MadI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/WNj-oP6-8R4/s1600-h/SL271947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195795127381813714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBssI81MadI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/WNj-oP6-8R4/s320/SL271947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBssJc1MaeI/AAAAAAAAAaA/CiimEQoRs8M/s1600-h/SL271948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195795135971748322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBssJc1MaeI/AAAAAAAAAaA/CiimEQoRs8M/s320/SL271948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxoR81MaoI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_z7ppLx_SP4/s1600-h/SL271961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196142727675013762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxoR81MaoI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_z7ppLx_SP4/s320/SL271961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxoRs1MamI/AAAAAAAAAbA/f0Qy101Eh_8/s1600-h/SL271956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196142723380046434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxoRs1MamI/AAAAAAAAAbA/f0Qy101Eh_8/s320/SL271956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxhXM1MaiI/AAAAAAAAAag/SknnVm3hlJk/s1600-h/SL271952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196135121287932450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxhXM1MaiI/AAAAAAAAAag/SknnVm3hlJk/s320/SL271952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxhXc1MajI/AAAAAAAAAao/sZlo3qO8xfU/s1600-h/SL271953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196135125582899762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxhXc1MajI/AAAAAAAAAao/sZlo3qO8xfU/s320/SL271953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxhXc1MakI/AAAAAAAAAaw/RZ6xphEI9O0/s1600-h/SL271954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196135125582899778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxhXc1MakI/AAAAAAAAAaw/RZ6xphEI9O0/s320/SL271954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxhXc1MalI/AAAAAAAAAa4/qGP6YLnBwsI/s1600-h/SL271955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196135125582899794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxhXc1MalI/AAAAAAAAAa4/qGP6YLnBwsI/s320/SL271955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxokc1MarI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gUE1NmQjJWg/s1600-h/SL271989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196143045502593714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxokc1MarI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gUE1NmQjJWg/s320/SL271989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice pose kak!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxoSM1MaqI/AAAAAAAAAbg/JcahRqwhM7Y/s1600-h/SL271975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196142731969981090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBxoSM1MaqI/AAAAAAAAAbg/JcahRqwhM7Y/s320/SL271975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The capsule was booked for me and Kak Nuriyah so yea, that's why we're able to do the crazy stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahah k la not booked, it was empty so we got on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the reward for knowing someone who works at places like this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm I've got a friend who used to work at Sentosa together with kak Nuya, shall ask her to bring me for a free luge ride hahaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall go look for new friends who work at attraction sites now!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you later!!&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/9074960684931129459-8354909969966015448?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/8354909969966015448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=8354909969966015448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8354909969966015448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/8354909969966015448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-sisters.html' title='my sisters'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ParED7Gqkgw/SBsoOc1MaaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/cRxRzJPJ1VU/s72-c/DSC00717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-992870707199289321</id><published>2008-04-27T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T19:47:07.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A'an</title><content type='html'>Here I wanna talk about a guy whom I used to be close with for a WHILE.. I shan't tell his name or his nickname.. Let's just call him F..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F is the type of guy who constantly changes gf, not because he's a playboy but rather, the girls seem to make use of him as their rebound. And gullible F always fell into the same trap every single time because he's still searching for love and I believe, won't stop searching until he finds the one and only even though the girls keep n breaking his heart.. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has this, let's just call it a "Habit" of courting/wooing just about any pretty singles he knows.. Well I know his exes were pretty because I know quite a handful of the girls.. And because he's tried wooing ME and at that point in time, I was dating Nad.. So I rejected him cause I've already given my heart to someone else.. And btw I don't favour guys who're shorter than me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we remain as good friends and he got himself a girlfriend but they had probs and eventually broke up.. And one fine afternoon, he suddenly told me that he missed me!! And the way he said it was like menggatal kind of miss but to him he was just being friendly.. So I took it as my cue to stop being close friends with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, I admit that as a friend, he's a very nice person and one you can rely on.. But he can be suffocating.. For eg, if he smses or calls you and you're busy, he'll go "Why you never respond to me? Are you busy?" And when you replys saying yes, you're busy, he'll just keep on smsing you first, apologising for disturbing you but then he'll just go on asking how are you? Have you eaten? And if you reply im late, he'll miss call you again and again until you call or reply his messages..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you all know, after my break up with Nad, I seriously lost all the appetites I have to have guy friends and the ones left are family friends whom I rarely contact at all, and also Azri,Ryhan and Ridzuan, the three guys whom I trust now.. And yea so it's only natural that I want to cease contact with F right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So F, if you're reading this, I'm really sorry but I just can't be friends with you anymore as the only guy friends I can have now are the ones stated above and also my colleagues. And yea, I won't befriending random guys on the street who ask for my number unless I see that I have the "appetite" to be friends with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm being sombong as you've clearly accused me of, but I've just learnt my lesson..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-992870707199289321?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/992870707199289321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=992870707199289321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/992870707199289321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/992870707199289321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/04/aan.html' title='A&apos;an'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074960684931129459.post-2240438691062438939</id><published>2008-04-26T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T01:38:51.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life</title><content type='html'>I'm excited and anxious to start my new job at SIA this Monday.. It's gonna be an exciting job.. As a CSO or Customer Service Officer.. Just when I just got the good news, my dear Uncle Zary called me to offer a job at his workplace as a planner.. Too bad lar cause that job is rather exciting too but to think back, if I were to work with my own uncle, I fear I will get more pressured in terms of conduct, efficiency and also productivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm starting to talk like an adult..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, being 20 this year is hard, very hard.. My mom's really on my case, always telling me to grow up and stuff and I'm a girl!! If I were a boy, sure she will flying kick me for not acting like my age..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, guys nowadays mature damn late.. Some are not even mature enough by the age of 30..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I wonder.. All my relatives told me that I'm immature!! But outsiders told me that they can tell that I'm really Mature for people of my age.. And that's like what, their first impression.. And when people talk to me or confide in me, they will go like, " I trust you Hikmah, you're mature." Can you believe that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikmah is mature!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved Tch Sarinah will surely fell off her chair if she reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. My girls, Zeid and the twins are going back to UIA tomorrow..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So proud of them.. Already called undergraduates..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shiqin too..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only I'm not schooling.. Haiz..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still.. There must be a blessing in disguise..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking back.. I still can't quite believe that I'm 20 this year.. And the first in 2 years that I'll be celebrating my 20th birthday without my significant other..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I'm sure I'm gonna celebrate my future b'days without him (you know who you are)..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really miss my outings with Fyr, Han, Man, Imah and ultimately Nad..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, if anyone of you're reading this (except for Fyra who obviously reads my blog), don't just because me and Nad have broken up, we have no more outings and jalan raya together again..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really miss you guys.. Our outings.. I hope and pray that things will go back to normal sooonnnn!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Insya Allah..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074960684931129459-2240438691062438939?l=enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/feeds/2240438691062438939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074960684931129459&amp;postID=2240438691062438939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2240438691062438939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074960684931129459/posts/default/2240438691062438939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-illusions.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-life.html' title='New Life'/><author><name>Wilma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708949715418529640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
