<?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-1108217112947305363</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:45:12.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nurul nadirah mumble's</title><subtitle type='html'>you laugh at me because im different ; i laugh at you because you're all the same</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;university and non university&lt;br /&gt;it's two different matters that most take as a&lt;br /&gt;common place. what i meant by that statement&lt;br /&gt;is ,yes , perhaps we are at fault for what we &lt;br /&gt;are given, but some of us did give all of&lt;br /&gt;our best effort in doing so, but we weren't&lt;br /&gt;given the best chance to study, while those&lt;br /&gt;who did get accepted by sheer dumb luck &lt;br /&gt;gets to be all proud of themselve. oh yes,love,&lt;br /&gt;the world is never at just. they show what fair and&lt;br /&gt;what's not,but they don't do . i may sound&lt;br /&gt;ungrateful through this tiny corner of the web,&lt;br /&gt;but that is not the message im representing.&lt;br /&gt;im just sharing an unpleasant thought of&lt;br /&gt;the world that we live in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-6182463284502525179?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-7265046068225146469</id><published>2012-02-05T05:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T05:14:56.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>superhero friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8FqmpSDDDV8/Ty6AoKBbNrI/AAAAAAAAAX4/3fkqJ7eXcYM/s1600/batman-friends-photography-superman-they-are-superheroes-truth-your-friends-Favim.com-40739_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8FqmpSDDDV8/Ty6AoKBbNrI/AAAAAAAAAX4/3fkqJ7eXcYM/s320/batman-friends-photography-superman-they-are-superheroes-truth-your-friends-Favim.com-40739_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705639205298452146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever had a friend, who would laugh with&lt;br /&gt;you, cry with you,makes you laugh untill you&lt;br /&gt;face hurts, make a joke out of everything, gives&lt;br /&gt;a damn good advice that its buried in your head&lt;br /&gt;forever and tells interesting stories about her life &lt;br /&gt;in any timeline she chose. ive met a few of&lt;br /&gt;those who'd leave a significant mark forever in &lt;br /&gt;me. i thank Allah for metting such friends.&lt;br /&gt;He gave and He took back, to test us, to guide us&lt;br /&gt;for any reason,for every reason,is for our own good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my handsome hero going away, that's a big&lt;br /&gt;question that i know deep in my heart,is true&lt;br /&gt;she is going away.to a place nearer to her home&lt;br /&gt;which is probably better for her . what makes me &lt;br /&gt;more frustrated is that she'd already leave a big&lt;br /&gt;mark in all of us. it is such a massive lost for us.&lt;br /&gt;because i knew how she affects people&lt;br /&gt;within. how happy she makes everybody feels&lt;br /&gt;how she lighten up the mood, how her laugh makes&lt;br /&gt;us laugh along,even if the joke wasn't that hillarious&lt;br /&gt;its her aura.heh. shes leaving already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear handsome hero who ive cherish and love, &lt;br /&gt;wherever you are and what you are to be, &lt;br /&gt;don't ever give up, promise me and promise yourself &lt;br /&gt;don't ever give up, in anything and everything that you do&lt;br /&gt;you yourself know what's right and wrong,&lt;br /&gt;i know that you know that.hah. and remember&lt;br /&gt;that everybody love you,your family,your friends&lt;br /&gt;and your cats ofcourse. we love you alley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-7265046068225146469?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/7265046068225146469/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-2941628042625258150</id><published>2012-01-20T00:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T00:19:55.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>adiwira yang cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4DkSV4g_qE/Txki6CLGyYI/AAAAAAAAAXs/2hqZ0vEH0z8/s1600/IMG_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4DkSV4g_qE/Txki6CLGyYI/AAAAAAAAAXs/2hqZ0vEH0z8/s320/IMG_0171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699625183825283458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam, i dedicated this post to my superheroes&lt;br /&gt;of mahsuri . thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knight rider&lt;br /&gt;thank you for letting me ride with you&lt;br /&gt;everyday, regardless of the situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handsome hero&lt;br /&gt;thank you for saving me, i am indebt to you&lt;br /&gt;always &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noona&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being a timekeeper,we might've&lt;br /&gt;missed our early classes without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teddy&lt;br /&gt;thank you for listening to all my mumbling&lt;br /&gt;about life and giving your best honest opinion&lt;br /&gt;on things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of all,thank you for accepting me when i need acceptance&lt;br /&gt;and all of the things you guys did that make me feel comfortable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-2941628042625258150?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/2941628042625258150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-5243662887579997055</id><published>2011-12-12T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T06:44:13.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>be bolder baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eav63OQG1fs/TuYTNWM0lHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Tlc9k1qVZLY/s1600/IMG_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eav63OQG1fs/TuYTNWM0lHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Tlc9k1qVZLY/s320/IMG_0156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685252699620414578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you, be stronger,way stronger and braver, for you are going to fight more battles,you'll attain more scars and wounds, you will hurt and get hurt,intentionally or unintentionally, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be fearless,like the snow patrol's signal fire;untill all the fear falls away and leave you naked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open your mind wide open, Allah doesn't test you for what you can't. there's always something, someway,somehow, someday, always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love yourself sayang,not being selfish, but not untill you know who you are,then you will know Allah, Ya Rabb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never give up, not ever will you surrender,nor regret of what you'll do,at least try not to regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ala bizikrillahi tatmainnal quloob,ketahuilah dengan ingat Allah,hati kan menjadi tenang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are not anyone's servant except Allah SWT, The Creator..please don't get yourself bullied, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember what pian said, everyone loves you.remember that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#foster the people-call it what you want&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eav63OQG1fs/TuYTNWM0lHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Tlc9k1qVZLY/s72-c/IMG_0156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-1136987768126765338</id><published>2011-12-09T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T12:11:40.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tak bole tido?</title><content type='html'>'ssup,salam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aparently, i find myself unable to sleep after 3 in the morning, unless i was already asleep before, do i find myself clear, i don't understant exactly what im saying? yes&lt;br /&gt;that must be it . also, my brother creepy ringtone which just went on for every five minutes is not helping . and, i left my phone in my parents bedroom. i bet the alarm's gonna tick 'em off . oh am i screwed. there goes the freakin' rigntone ringing 4 in the morning----------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-1136987768126765338?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/1136987768126765338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2011/12/tak-bole-tido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/1136987768126765338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/1136987768126765338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2011/12/tak-bole-tido.html' title='tak bole tido?'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-5923319877068671025</id><published>2011-11-30T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T05:49:25.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here's for you AMIZA !!!</title><content type='html'>it's been ages since ive been tag. you don't usually get tag unless you have a blog *this was back then ofcourse* , umm..firstly, much apology for the awefully late reply to ur tag..im still managing my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;timeless time&lt;/span&gt;(iszat even a word?..) that's actually what makes blogging more fun .so thank you amiza for tagging me, and whoever that tag her, and whoever that tag the person before,and whoever tha......*the list goes on....* brings back memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You must post this rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Each person must post 11 things about themselves in their journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Answer the questions tagger set for you in their post. And create 11 new questions for people you tagged to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You have to choose 11 people to tag and link them on the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to their page and tell them you have tagged him/her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. No tag back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eleven things ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)i missed my home, Allah knows how long n how much.&lt;br /&gt;2)my sem break just started when everyone was about to start a new semester&lt;br /&gt;*whaa..??**&lt;br /&gt;3)so i don't really get to see my dearly friends that ive missed n cherish for long,sad&lt;br /&gt;4)im looking forward to watch movies at the cinemas.not the laptop.ish&lt;br /&gt;5)im feeling mellow.sad..for no reason..mybe there is, unknown yet&lt;br /&gt;6)im a true worrier.i worry too much,for everything,for ten steps ahead,for the future .(shrugs)&lt;br /&gt;7)food is my passion. i love food.it keeps me insane.studying n thinking for future keeps me sane.nows its balance.gahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;8)i haven't talked face-to-face to any of my bestfriends.for.so.long &lt;br /&gt;9)i feel alone.sumtimes..mybe..umm all the time..naahhh.sometimes only&lt;br /&gt;10)i hope to make this three weeks worthwhile,for whatever the reasons are&lt;br /&gt;11)i wish im braver than before .to face my tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the q's from amiza ;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kenangan terburuk anda?&lt;br /&gt;A DARK INCIDENT AT ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Macammana ayah anda bertemu mak anda? (macam how i met your mother tuu)&lt;br /&gt;ABAH N HIS FAMILY CAME FOR RAYA.BOTH MY ARWAH ATUK WAS FRIENDS U SEE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Anda kenal saya dari mana?&lt;br /&gt;SKTS,6 UPM..PASTU SIAP BAGI SURAT 'GOODLUCK' FOR UPSR.LUKIS GAMBAR KARTUN LAGI.I STILL REMMBR THE SWEET SMELL OF THE PAPER. IM STILL TOUCHED BY THAT PARTICULAR INCIDENT. GUMAO AMIZA ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Pernah salah masuk tandas tak?&lt;br /&gt;BELUM...LAGI..HEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Tahi lalat yang paling menarik kat anggota badan anda.&lt;br /&gt;TIADA LA YANG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Lelaki yang pernah anda suka.Tapi tak pernah luahkan?&lt;br /&gt;ROBERT PATTINSON. TAPI SELALU TAK SEMPAT NAK CKP..ISHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.11 Perkara yang anda selalu buat sebelum tidur? *y so much?..ngeh*&lt;br /&gt;TOILET,BRUSH TEETH,REMIND MYSELF IF DH ISYA' KE BLUM,BARING2,BACA BUKU,WIKIPEDIA,SURF THE NET, WATCH SUM MOVIES,LISTEN MUSIC,READ COMIC,MINUM AIR?,KACAU MA-KEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.11 kawan baik anda? kalau ada 5 pun boleh senaraikan.&lt;br /&gt;ibu,abah,ma-ken,sharina,amirah hamizah,amalina,amirah shahirah,fara shahiera,bdk dorm, shafiqah azhar,nurdini,fadhlin mukhtarah,sharifah farah hidayah,nordiyana jafar,..ramai tak...kekeekeke :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Siapa yang anda selalu teringat bila dalam kesusahan?&lt;br /&gt;Allah SWT , abah n ibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Bila nak kahwin?&lt;br /&gt;tahun tahun tahun depan.hehehehe.taktau laa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm..hehehe..im sorry, i dont have any question nor anyone to tag.&lt;br /&gt;evryones busy...lately.mianhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i messed up the last part.sorry ;( ..aiyoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later dudes ;(  still sadd..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-5923319877068671025?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/5923319877068671025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2011/11/heres-for-you-amiza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/5923319877068671025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/5923319877068671025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2011/11/heres-for-you-amiza.html' title='here&apos;s for you AMIZA !!!'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-3061732059863179277</id><published>2011-10-19T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T05:58:20.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yow</title><content type='html'>portfolio..portfolio's..portfoolioosss...and exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for me sepang.im comin back soon.do smile for me ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-3061732059863179277?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-5951874819139925260</id><published>2011-10-02T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T13:56:31.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i haven't post a thing for the longest time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most probabblyy bee-cause im super duper busy with assgnmnt,final projects,building models, redo-ing assgnment, and chasing deadlines. more of these and ill be the deadline, before i babble sum more, please forgive me for my bad grammar for i hvnt practise my english for a while. ive learnd a lot for these past few(or more) months.&lt;br /&gt;value of time,money and SLEEP.oohh i miss ma bed everyday.i wonder what my friends whom i knew before are doing .where are they,what are the pursuing, when will i see them again, and will i be as succesful as they are once the time come for us to meet, eventually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-5951874819139925260?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/5951874819139925260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-havent-post-thing-for-longest-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/5951874819139925260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/5951874819139925260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-8510424518896881430</id><published>2011-06-13T05:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T06:59:55.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>d*** straight i am</title><content type='html'>dudes of the universe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever felt that your chingu is acting, no, behaving too close&lt;br /&gt;that it felt like gay-ish . i know between a yooja and yooja chingu&lt;br /&gt;relationships are closer than a namja and namja chingu i.e, walk arm in arm,&lt;br /&gt;hugs and holding hands . thats normal, but when this chingu is starting &lt;br /&gt;to treat moi like we're a , i can't afford to say that word, its too yuckish,&lt;br /&gt;ick,blaaghhhh,ewwwww. i'll use the word 'item' instead . dude, seriously,&lt;br /&gt;back off or something . ohh how i wish you'd just stay away from me . &lt;br /&gt;i've created the perfect memory of this chingu with my other chingu's.&lt;br /&gt;and now because she acted this way towards me, my perfect memory is&lt;br /&gt;shattered,destroyed,hancus,berderai . ooiihhh..jeongmal . i really don't&lt;br /&gt;wanna hurt your feelings, but im disturb by you . im straight and still&lt;br /&gt;waiting for my namja .kehkehkeh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dudes, thank you for reading . are you even reading ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pffttt. nobody reads my blog these days . hw pathetic :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-8510424518896881430?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/8510424518896881430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>boleh tak aku lari.boleh tak aku larii dari semua nie.sekejap je..kejap je&lt;br /&gt;aku mohon.kadang kadang orang bercerita.luahkan apa yg pekung di dada&lt;br /&gt;marah aku, salah aku, semua aku.bukan aku yg dimksudkan.tapi aku&lt;br /&gt;yang terpaksa mendengar. tak pe.tak kisah.semua orang pun marah . &lt;br /&gt;pernah fikir tak aku pun semua orang . aku pun marah  .&lt;br /&gt;bile tak mahu bercakap.suruh aku.mintak tolong konon. alasan aku&lt;br /&gt;lagi ngam dengan dia. tak pe. aku cakap . kau fikir hati engkau, hati aku&lt;br /&gt;siapa nak fikir? bile aku pulak yang luahkan . engkau yang tak faham. bile aku&lt;br /&gt;tekankan bahasa aku, engkau melenting . salah aku lagi kan? salahkan aku lagi . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku mohon...bawak aku pergi jauh.tolong lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-3814944857110781572</id><published>2011-05-15T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T07:05:35.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>say hello, then goodbye</title><content type='html'>hello,bhlog. hows it hang in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been hectic. i find myself making decisions. then doubting myself.&lt;br /&gt;making yet again another decisions and start questioning about it all over again .&lt;br /&gt;oiihh .. this is only a taste of adulthood . can i not go there *adulthood*?&lt;br /&gt;sure enough, that's unavoidable . soon after, ill be leaving my job as temp . &lt;br /&gt;ill be leaving erl,the bus,the station,the office,kak ina,my boss,izzati,cik md noor,&lt;br /&gt;the ppl there, the lunch break we use to have,the friday trip to alamanda . this is&lt;br /&gt;so sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive learned and experienced soo many in this three months*give or take* as a temp staff here . ive made friends and they are awesome . i do have a dream,bhlog, i do .&lt;br /&gt;to studied abroad, to get married,to have a job that i love, to have children,&lt;br /&gt;hear them laugh, to watch them grow, to love my husband, and soo soo many . i hope&lt;br /&gt;Allah is listening to my prayers ,insyaAllah . and if i did go to johor, please&lt;br /&gt;send me friend, a loyal friend, protect me from any harms, keep my faith strong&lt;br /&gt;so that i would NEVER get shaken by anything/anyone. guide me Allah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am absurdly terrified of the world right now .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-3814944857110781572?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-6939266345859020259</id><published>2011-05-11T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:28:06.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realize.im terrified of her when she's upset .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-6939266345859020259?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/6939266345859020259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-just-realize.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6939266345859020259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6939266345859020259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-just-realize.html' title=''/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-5956477579340697175</id><published>2011-04-18T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:12:22.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>driew hcum ?</title><content type='html'>im not sure what am i feeling. here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is going way too fast,faster than bullet that i barely felt it.&lt;br /&gt;this thing in my chest that beats ,kept telling me to brace because&lt;br /&gt;something is about to happen . im confused, i know what to expect and when&lt;br /&gt;am i being oblivious about everything ? something to look up for, but &lt;br /&gt;it's not forever, love . im truly sorry, im breaking, shaking inside . &lt;br /&gt;save me please, Ya Allah . the future is terifying . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have dreams . are they enough? aren't they enough? what feeds enough?&lt;br /&gt;im a worrier not a warrior . can't i be both? gosh, these questions .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a temporary . it was never meant to last . yow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-5956477579340697175?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-4305066004303186873</id><published>2011-04-06T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T07:12:38.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im a loon ;P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g-EqnglpqjM/TZx0k_DKpMI/AAAAAAAAAXE/bJngwyJj7NY/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g-EqnglpqjM/TZx0k_DKpMI/AAAAAAAAAXE/bJngwyJj7NY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592473016036140226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude&lt;br /&gt;we'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;yeah we'd probbly got lost somewhere&lt;br /&gt;maybe cried a little bit&lt;br /&gt;stumbled a few times&lt;br /&gt;frustrated at some point that you felt like crap&lt;br /&gt;found some frenemies&lt;br /&gt;almost got on the wronged bus again&lt;br /&gt;got hurt &lt;br /&gt;hurt someone else obliviously&lt;br /&gt;even if you thought the pain was unbearable&lt;br /&gt;we'll be just fine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-4305066004303186873?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/4305066004303186873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-loon-p.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/4305066004303186873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/4305066004303186873'/><link 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friends here . there's wana, kak ina, izzati, boss(wanie) , kak zai, kak hani, kak ekin and maybe ihsan . cik md noor, cik fahril and the most nicest person in this office is my boss(wanie!) and also kak ina. also sum more, cik md noor.this is my boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p6BTzjQwt50/TZCGsoVG1tI/AAAAAAAAAW8/LkPqJI168t0/s1600/240320111387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p6BTzjQwt50/TZCGsoVG1tI/AAAAAAAAAW8/LkPqJI168t0/s320/240320111387.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589115238865098450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's so freakin' tall, when and only when she wears wedges . the next tall person i befriend is wana asri . this is her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rq6ACOxATXY/TZB9lKIxfGI/AAAAAAAAAW0/CGb7yQFIfjo/s1600/250320111406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rq6ACOxATXY/TZB9lKIxfGI/AAAAAAAAAW0/CGb7yQFIfjo/s320/250320111406.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589105214896569442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she will always be seen wearing make up . not once her face was pale(at least not yet). okokokokok . izzati, on the other hand, loves picking fight with my boss . she said boss looks cute whenever she's upset/angry/red . izzati and i would share our journey home together . kak zai likes playing with me . she already have three kids . she would treat me like a little sister . kak ina is such a darling . we started working at pjh together . she would tell me a thing or two,time to time . certain people in the office loves to smile . thou, some would smirk while passing our table(tcheh..what the heck?!!) . wana likes talking in english . hahahahahaha. she is trying her best to improve herself greatly . i'm sooo proud of her .plus, plus,plus, my boss wants to be a singer,just like her mother . 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money.pfft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) the ticket itself is sometimes not readable *curse you ticket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;workplace (the bus fuzz)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the bus would normally leave the terminal around 7.20 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) therefore, you are extremely lucky if the bus leave at 7.15 am. that way &lt;br /&gt;you won't get stuck in traffic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) sometimes you get to ride with foreign people who have the physical&lt;br /&gt;appearance of swimsuit models *grrr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) unfortunately all you can hear from them were"..mmraff mrafft?.."&lt;br /&gt;or something like that. they sound almost german thou(was it my awfull&lt;br /&gt;hearing?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) mornings are chilly so don't EVER terlelap . and miss your drop off &lt;br /&gt;destination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) ring the bell after the sri wawasan bridge(the only bridge that you'll &lt;br /&gt;crossed to the menara)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;workplace (the work smirk)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) you have to trade your id(lesen,ic) for a pass at the security booth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)your pass won't work before 8am, after 5pm and during lunch hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) office can feel like winter sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) especially on rainy days, so bring a sweater or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) when you're a temp staff, you can bring a book to kill time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) friday is the best day of the week *TGIF*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) you work for the fun of it(and experience), but you'll start appreaciating&lt;br /&gt;free time, life, money, prosperity, family even your bed . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what i learned from a week as a temp. staff at pjh . it was awesome :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-4987267632796489150?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' 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childish .thou, i do have a point rite? can't you &lt;br /&gt;see i love the fruit . errghh..thank you for reading.enjoy ur day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the awesome tembikai . saranghae&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-324839472253051028?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/324839472253051028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2011/01/nns-and-tembikai.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/324839472253051028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/324839472253051028'/><link rel='alternate' 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listening . winter song-sara barielles n ingrid michaelson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-3932035859167248025?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/3932035859167248025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2011/01/nns-n-dododo-thngs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/3932035859167248025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/3932035859167248025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2011/01/nns-n-dododo-thngs.html' title='nns n the dododo 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the story ends .im not flawless myself and &lt;br /&gt;i'd sound boastfull had i proceed . so, i cn only ask to those who &lt;br /&gt;are reading, please, respect other ppl, wherevr, whenevr . &lt;br /&gt;don't be to self-loving ,particularly in public places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-6752741473799959?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/6752741473799959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2010/12/sunyi.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6752741473799959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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tomorrow(which is today).then aftr cleaning up the second&lt;br /&gt;floor, we went for our last raya shopping at alamanda(where else?,duh.) &lt;br /&gt;curtains, table cloth, bedsheets and glasses were bought within that 3 hours&lt;br /&gt;last-minute shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, the work began, again. dust were suckd, surfaces were polished, jars&lt;br /&gt;were filled, pots en pans were on the stove. people, were ready babey ;))&lt;br /&gt;i'd thankd my ibu n abah, for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir Batin. thank you for reading this. means&lt;br /&gt;a lot to me. awesome. im happy, so be happy for today, no matter what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-5396787095479161771?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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frankly, this was my first n last ramadhan &lt;br /&gt;as an asrama students, and it was priceless. the wardens would wake us up&lt;br /&gt;either they'll turn on the siren longer or they'll make some silly &lt;br /&gt;anouncemnt askng you to come down at the dm for sahur .*for the record,&lt;br /&gt;ive only came down once;first ramadhan*. thou, i did my first and last&lt;br /&gt;tarawih here*there's a loop in the middle ofcourse*. what else? hurm.&lt;br /&gt;ooh, we get to go to putrajaya's baazar ramadhan, and it was heeuge . &lt;br /&gt;all and all, ths yr's ramadhan means a lot.thou it would be a lot cooler&lt;br /&gt;if the administrators playd the raya songs just like last year maa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's kemas rumah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-3894926050616548546?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-192916971258637675</id><published>2010-08-20T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T07:51:19.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nns and the not-much-to say-ings.</title><content type='html'>i dun wanna say much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hve a great ramadhan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must struggle nw for better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's between me n spm(sayapunyamasalah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-ta four now .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-192916971258637675?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/192916971258637675/comments/default' title='Post 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;115*lst i check*..thts hw much life we, 5th bacth, hve left before we leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.i went through amal's(my class monitor) pencl case.found some cool words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of them are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   .."the great pleasure is when you can do what everyone said you can't"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnks.untill thn.i guess.burhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-4817947739412828836?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/4817947739412828836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2010/07/dude-were-like-inch-to-ramadhan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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spm, but it's the hols . please,tq ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mentioned that im still in ka2(kej.awam) this year? yup im still here, with the rest of us(mostly anyway) . students who achieve outstnding results get sorted into 5sss(sayasusahsebut) while those who're nearly outstandng get into class tht ends with the numbr 1. i.e 5km1,5ka1,5ke1 n so on . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest i hated this class the moment i step foot on it . whats more annoying is , i grew fond of it each day . and now i love these kids . they are my friends,my back up disk,my supporters,my brothers, my sisters, my family. and i am going to miss them so freakin' bad . now thts the real truth . tell you again later, ihvn't bathe yet. i just cme back aftr a month staying in the hostel. and it's just feel darn good to be home again .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-6094675298954370092</id><published>2010-03-14T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T08:12:19.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>acquaintance brr..cakap!</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum wbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so form 4 gets to go back early..pegi la! nk balek sgt &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;anak manja!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr principle&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dear  &lt;/span&gt;says that he intendd to 'potong steam' of our hols. that old man,ouh..he's somethng alright . so be it . despite that we're still exhausted(i.e kejohn olahraga, n other &lt;strong&gt;mumbojumbo&lt;/strong&gt; that rose the whole week) the seniors &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although reluctant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; still come . what's left of us anyway. it wasn't as tiring as it thought it would be, it's still &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unpleasant&lt;/span&gt;. imagine this, tak pernah pernah nye ade prep hari sabtu bole dia sruh kte prep dgn nk qiamullail esk pgi, dgn tak packing sbb esk balek . &lt;strong&gt;alhamdulillah&lt;/strong&gt; dia kata prep kat ruang belajr asrama . but, it's okay i guess, since we are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the seniors&lt;/span&gt; . terime kasih sbb sudi mmbaca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mencari emansipasi .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-6094675298954370092?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/6094675298954370092/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-9178924588401508969</id><published>2010-02-15T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T02:31:34.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kisah air masin dan air tawar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/S3khx_Q_ByI/AAAAAAAAAVE/iHP-AjvEvsc/s1600-h/bio9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438415167706564386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/S3khx_Q_ByI/AAAAAAAAAVE/iHP-AjvEvsc/s320/bio9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Dan Dialah yang membiarkan dua laut mengalir (berdampingan) ; yang ini tawar lagi segar dan yang lain masin lagi pahit; dan Dia jadikan antara keduanya dinding dan batas yang menghalangi." (Q.S Al Furqan:53) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jika Anda termasuk orang yang gemar menonton rancangan TV `Discovery' pasti kenal Mr.Jacques Yves Costeau, ia seorang ahli oceanografer dan ahli selam terkemuka dari Perancis. Orang tua yang berambut putih ini sepanjang hidupnya menyelam ke perbagai dasar samudera di seantero dunia dan membuat filem dokumentari tentang keindahan alam dasar laut untuk ditonton di seluruh dunia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pada suatu hari ketika sedang melakukan eksplorasi di bawah laut, tiba-tiba ia menemui beberapa kumpulan mata air tawar-segar yang sangat sedap rasanya kerana tidak bercampur/tidak melebur dengan air laut yang masin di sekelilingnya, seolah-olah ada dinding atau membran yang membatasi keduanya. Fenomena ganjil itu memeningkan Mr. Costeau dan mendorongnya untuk mencari penyebab terpisahnya air tawar dari air masin di tengah-tengah lautan. Ia mulai berfikir, jangan-jangan itu hanya halusinansi atau khalayan sewaktu menyelam. Waktu pun terus berlalu setelah kejadian tersebut, namun ia tak kunjung mendapatkan jawapan yang memuaskan tentang fenomena ganjil tersebut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sampai pada suatu hari ia bertemu dengan seorang profesor muslim, kemudian ia pun menceritakan fenomena ganjil itu. Profesor itu teringat pada ayat Al Quran tentang bertemunya dua lautan ( surat Ar-Rahman ayat 19-20) yang sering diidentikkan dengan Terusan Suez . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                Ayat itu berbunyi "Marajal bahraini yaltaqiyaan, bainahumaa barzakhun laa yabghiyaan.. . "Artinya: "Dia biarkan dua lautan bertemu, di antara keduanya ada batas yang tidak boleh ditembus." Kemudian dibacakan surat Al Furqan ayat 53 di atas. Selain itu, dalam beberapa kitab tafsir, ayat tentang bertemunya dua lautan tapi tak bercampur airnya diertikan sebagai lokasi muara sungai, di mana terjadi pertemuan antara air tawar dari sungai dan air masin dari laut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;        Namun tafsir itu tidak menjelaskan ayat berikutnya dari surat Ar-Rahman ayat 22 yang berbunyi "Yakhruju minhuma lu'lu`u wal marjaan" ertinya "Keluar dari keduanya mutiara dan marjan." Padahal di muara sungai tidak ditemukan mutiara. Terpesonalah Mr. Costeau mendengar ayat-ayat Al Qur'an itu, melebihi kekagumannya melihat keajaiban pemandangan yang pernah dilihatnya di lautan yang dalam. Al Qur'an ini mustahil disusun oleh Muhammad yang hidup di abad ke tujuh, suatu zaman saat belum ada peralatan selam yang canggih untuk mencapai lokasi yang jauh terpencil di kedalaman samudera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Benar-benar suatu mukjizat, berita tentang fenomena ganjil 14 abad yang silam akhirnya terbukti pada abad 20. Mr. Costeau pun berkata bahawa Al Qur'an memang sesungguhnya kitab suci yang berisi firman Allah, yang seluruh kandungannyamutlak benar. Dengan seketika dia pun memeluk Islam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;          Allahu Akbar...! Mr. Costeau mendapat hidayah melalui fenomena teknologi kelautan. Maha Benar Allah yang Maha Agung. Shadaqallahu Al `Azhim.Rasulullah s.a.w. bersabda: "Sesungguhnya hati manusia akan berkarat sebagaimana besi yang dikaratkan oleh air." Bila seorang bertanya, "Apakah caranya untuk menjadikan hati-hati ini bersih kembali?" Rasulullah s.a.w. bersabda, "Selalulah ingat mati dan membaca Al Quran." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                 Jika anda seorang penyelam, maka anda harus mengunjungi Cenote Angelita , Mexico . Disana ada sebuah gua. Jika anda menyelam sampai kedalaman 30 meter, airnya air segar (tawar), namun jika anda menyelam sampai kedalaman lebih dari 60 meter, airnya menjadi air asin, lalu anda dapat melihat sebuah "sungai" di dasarnya, lengkap dengan pohon dan daun daunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/S3khKMQu2MI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DHE1Da_HqJc/s1600-h/boi78.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438414484000397506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/S3khKMQu2MI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DHE1Da_HqJc/s320/boi78.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/S3khJi4JjtI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nN3CYnZt67c/s1600-h/bio78.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438414472891436754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/S3khJi4JjtI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nN3CYnZt67c/s320/bio78.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/S3khJVJ_sGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/aYO9XzgaiyE/s1600-h/bio08.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438414469208191074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/S3khJVJ_sGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/aYO9XzgaiyE/s320/bio08.bmp" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/S3kgdO0-8VI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Xcdk0QzJkDk/s1600-h/bio9.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-9178924588401508969?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/9178924588401508969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2010/02/kisah-air-masin-dan-air-tawar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/9178924588401508969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/9178924588401508969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2010/02/kisah-air-masin-dan-air-tawar.html' title='kisah air masin dan air tawar.'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/S3khx_Q_ByI/AAAAAAAAAVE/iHP-AjvEvsc/s72-c/bio9.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-1931429401270764497</id><published>2010-01-31T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T01:01:44.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on 29th january 2010, 13 safar 1431 hijrah, my beloved nenek had died. it was around 4 pm, friday . al-Fatihah .&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_5432825807903105762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/S2VGSbajouI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YkoJmJQTPiI/s320/DSC00251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was Wak Apau and arwah nenek, hjh rukiah hj abdul rahman .&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/S2VF6u9eLLI/AAAAAAAAAUU/mKbf28zXjN8/s1600-h/DSC00251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-1931429401270764497?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/S2VGSbajouI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YkoJmJQTPiI/s72-c/DSC00251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-2489951792109278873</id><published>2010-01-14T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T00:04:48.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im secretly a...</title><content type='html'>salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im officially an asrama student. hehee. yayayaya! frankly, it was the best step i took ever since i entered high school . it was fantastic, you get up around 4.45 to 5 in the morning, have a freezing-cold bath, solat, breakfast, roll-call, and school . school wasn't much anticipated, it was my doorm-mates whom ive fell in love with(every 13 exclude me!). this year, we were stationed at the other academic block(the one facing the woods!) and we can see the principal's house everyday without fail. rite, thank you k. wan ayesha(yg kirimkn salam khas dri nz!) hope you and your family are well. saya kirim salam balek! umm..im not sure what am i suppose to type mostly . thanks for reading this decent-like post. im surely not going to update my blog much from now on(duhh..asrama) most of whom ive known living in asrama describe their life a living h***(thn nie nak SPM jaga tatatertib!)..i , myself don't think it was quite that bad, perhaps, maybe, im the lucky ones who think that living in asrama is an amzing experience in life(say want you want people! im sticking with my words). just, perhaps, alhamdulillah. untill then .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-2489951792109278873?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/2489951792109278873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-5880099433177365361</id><published>2009-12-23T23:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:46:42.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wireman bangla.</title><content type='html'>dari e-mel ibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah menetap selama setahun di Kemaman aku mula merasakan kadang2 cuaca waktu malam dibilek rehat rumah ku agak panas juga. Melalui seorang kawan baik aku belilah kipas ceiling dan syarikat penghantaran telah mengupah saorang wireman Bangla untuk memasang kipas saya itu. Saya lampirkan untuk tatapan tuan2 cik2 dan puan2 workmanshipnya yang sungguh hebat ini. Memang maseh belum ada anak malaysia yang sehebat ini. Tengoklah sendiri kehebatan wireman ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SzMcImkFo_I/AAAAAAAAAUM/OQ14j-KodMQ/s1600-h/out+of+reach.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418705710773281778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SzMcImkFo_I/AAAAAAAAAUM/OQ14j-KodMQ/s320/out+of+reach.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; klu nak adjust dia punya laju make sure off dulu fan tu...sendri mau ingat....heheheehhe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-5880099433177365361?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/5880099433177365361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/12/wireman-bangla.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/5880099433177365361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/5880099433177365361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/12/wireman-bangla.html' title='wireman bangla.'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SzMcImkFo_I/AAAAAAAAAUM/OQ14j-KodMQ/s72-c/out+of+reach.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-8462609236559185159</id><published>2009-12-22T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T09:58:56.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last wednesday,19 Dec 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;our flight was at 8.30,as we approached the cabin doors,the scent of green carpet floors,multicolored seats with flight attendants in green uniforms,pleases me. it's been long since i boarded an MAS plane. the head steward was mumbling lazily about the flight, most off his words are like an adult version of baby talk. we only catch glimpses of kota kinabalu and headed for kundasang. half way there, it was foggy and drizzling . then a hard rain,then a sprinkle(continuing back and forth). after we'd settled down, we went straight for dinner . it was unnaturally cold that night .subuh was around 5,by 6 we've reached daylight. breakfast was decent. abah said the plan was to visit some hot springs at a place called Poring. we paid a visit to the butterfly garden and ended up doing a little jungle trekking and the canopy walk. abah made ibu walked(or she gets left behind). since i hold the camera, i lead the group .the walk was exhilarating!!! yeah!(for me,pian and abah). the rest,who called themselves 'kumpulan kurang keyakinan'(according to ma-ken),was extremely glad to be alive. the next day, we went to pasar philippines to buy ikan masin and all sorts. alas, it was time to leave. we said our good-bye's to KK and off to the airport. the flight attendants was mostly tall,dark and handsome(haha!)one off them(who looked like a rookie) was soo thin and amazingly tall that i'd secretly named him'stick boy'.we had a smooth landing and home we were. alhamdulillah .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SzEH4kN1d_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/wRwlQNvLc5k/s1600-h/181220091072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418120495079192562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SzEH4kN1d_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/wRwlQNvLc5k/s320/181220091072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best decent pictures i've got since most were taken from the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;official camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SzEH4yf6fdI/AAAAAAAAAUE/8_L1HhQt2S8/s1600-h/181220091071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418120498913115602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SzEH4yf6fdI/AAAAAAAAAUE/8_L1HhQt2S8/s320/181220091071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the pasar philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-8462609236559185159?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/8462609236559185159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-wednesday19-dec-09.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/8462609236559185159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/8462609236559185159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-wednesday19-dec-09.html' title='last wednesday,19 Dec 09'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SzEH4kN1d_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/wRwlQNvLc5k/s72-c/181220091072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-5026473974122805625</id><published>2009-12-10T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T09:44:48.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the love letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SyEy6PStEQI/AAAAAAAAATU/Z5_mxKi6LGI/s1600-h/love%2520letter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413664203194831106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SyEy6PStEQI/AAAAAAAAATU/Z5_mxKi6LGI/s320/love%2520letter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salam. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SyEynsJj2II/AAAAAAAAATM/ODujPMS4eCw/s1600-h/love%2520letter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was in the line of duty(cleaning up specificly)when i stumble upon old letters . i.e., old bills,poscards, letters and love letters. ibu started writing after they were engaged,when she was taking courses at UITM kuantan .it was mostly for abah,with words like "dearest abang","sayang" and "my lovely fiance". ibu mention that abah did write back, faithfully. only his letters were straight-foward, he'd tell if he was upset and telling her stuff like"you should be studying instead!". it tickled my funny bone when i read the part where ibu was dreading to hear abah's 'warm voice','handsome face' and all sorts . how these things make people feel wonderful, as if the world's a better place . i didn't read them all, just parts and bits . too mushy for me. i've also found the paper that arwah atuk typed just day's before he passed away . it was to remind himself of what he was to expect at the alam barzakh. things like what is your religion, who is your imam and what is your kiblat . it was sad reading it, knowing that my late grandfather(whom i've never met) typed this just as he was about to leave this world . now,what's left of him is the house at tmn sepakat,pictures and letters, and his wife-hjh rukiah bt hj abdul rahman, or nenek. i wonder if nenek and arwah atuk have their love letters. &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/1108217112947305363-5026473974122805625?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/5026473974122805625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-letter.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/5026473974122805625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/5026473974122805625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-letter.html' title='the love letter'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SyEy6PStEQI/AAAAAAAAATU/Z5_mxKi6LGI/s72-c/love%2520letter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-2190241314845027301</id><published>2009-11-20T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T02:31:33.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.20.2009</title><content type='html'>i have waited patiently for this day to come . hello babehh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-2190241314845027301?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/2190241314845027301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/11/11202009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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you've come again . it was our last as form4 this year, most were seen hugging and changing numbers . for next year, we are no more a new, we are to be exemplary to others, we are to face our crucial exam, the SPM . ooh..give me the creeps just mentioning the name . thinking back, i have grown a lot these past years , im not wearing the dark blue kain to school, im learning what they called chemistry and physics, im able to write essays, longer than i think i can . im no more a secondary nor middle school. High school student, ooh.. it's glory days alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our last assembly started off late, then we were to go to surau for majlis ilmu, after solat duha . im quite dissapointed of what we were supposed to learn . the ceramah was mostly a dialogue session between a christian (Dr. Campbell) and a muslim (Dr.Zakir Naik) about the Quran . but, since we listen it from an indonesian audio for better understanding, the only thing i've heard from it , was 'segumpal darah'. apparently this christ dr. was explaining of how wrong the Quran was,using the words from the greeks and romans . according to Uzt. Razak, Dr. Zakir Naik somehow won this debate-like . the day before was amusingly fun , thou . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;dearest 4 ka2, our memories shall never fade .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sv5v3sOj4lI/AAAAAAAAASk/czT07AZ90zM/s1600-h/bored+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403879605446894162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sv5v3sOj4lI/AAAAAAAAASk/czT07AZ90zM/s320/bored+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im not supposed to be in this pic.but i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sv5v3Vc0btI/AAAAAAAAASc/mbEsdcJ1gW4/s1600-h/mencapub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403879599332683474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sv5v3Vc0btI/AAAAAAAAASc/mbEsdcJ1gW4/s320/mencapub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4 ka 2 for the last of our time, you guys have loved and be loved . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-2989192609641415731?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/2989192609641415731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-dear.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/2989192609641415731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/2989192609641415731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-dear.html' title='friday, dear'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sv5v3sOj4lI/AAAAAAAAASk/czT07AZ90zM/s72-c/bored+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-7012916193270597798</id><published>2009-10-30T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T05:33:17.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mental , aren't we?</title><content type='html'>today, we 4 ka 2's , had our final lessons as a form 4 student . it was english 1119 . it was not our best days , meaningful enough thou . it's our final history lessons too, with beloved Sir Shah , again not our best days. mostly because we're chasing time and everyone was rushing for the final exams which is due in november 2nd . am i ready for the final, crucial battle as a form 4? assuming it is a real war with M16, riffles,bazookas and with every sniper aiming directly at you . i think id die the moment i step foot on the battle ground , not a chance to even fire back . the board members of the whiteboard(people who would always jotted something on the w/board) already scribbled about the curiosity of our future , it was said to be that we aren't to stay in the same class next year , thou how much we hate that, it is the truth . to the teachers, thousand apologies for our bad behaviour . i think that we're very, very lucky indeed to have teachers who are always giving their very best . and sorry for the bad vocabs, i think im losing it .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-7012916193270597798?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/7012916193270597798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/10/mental-arent-we-today-we-4-ka-2s-had.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/7012916193270597798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/7012916193270597798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/10/mental-arent-we-today-we-4-ka-2s-had.html' title='mental , aren&apos;t we?'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-8835163890863793907</id><published>2009-09-24T05:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T07:31:10.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>getting famished</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think im getting old, i kept asking people, "today is..?".huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Srt9A13ZC_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_mFtFeI1vh0/s1600-h/21092009927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385035232864439282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Srt9A13ZC_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_mFtFeI1vh0/s320/21092009927.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Srt9BbIGoQI/AAAAAAAAARE/DurjTwLXqkk/s1600-h/DSC03324.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Srt9BbIGoQI/AAAAAAAAARE/DurjTwLXqkk/s1600-h/DSC03324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385035242866647298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Srt9BbIGoQI/AAAAAAAAARE/DurjTwLXqkk/s320/DSC03324.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either im getting old too fast or i just could'n be bothered about this year's eid. i didn't wear my baju kurung raya ,mainlybecause i left it at sepang ,i know, teruk betul . i was pretty darn confident of placing it in the bag ,thou . this year's eid is so,utterly differs from the previous ones,gulfh . we went back to Penang on 1st Syawal to visit arwah yaie's grave, it does lessen the boredomness we had at kedah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seven years leaving tmn sepakat,ulu kelang , i went back home, where i grew up to be me . it was like being there but, by there, as if im at some place else . where everything seem so big back then , my playground(rumah nenek is always a bungalow to me) gotten narrow, everything seem to have shrunk . feels like it, but it's the same . i know it's still home,i mean it's not exactly how i left it, it's like your own personal museum , or your family albums archives right there in front of you . i miss those days . how the hallway to the kitchen was always long and all of us used to run around freely,when we have nothing to lose ,not a single shed of problems running down our necks, when we don't need anything but each other . how times flies like a jet. now, my cousin,who contribute a lot during our playfull years,is going to get engage soon and he's the youngest in his family . i feel older, sheesh..i am older . like an old soul, stuck in th&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Srt9B_gfTwI/AAAAAAAAARM/jdLQD0C0nx4/s1600-h/DSC03352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385035252632604418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Srt9B_gfTwI/AAAAAAAAARM/jdLQD0C0nx4/s320/DSC03352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is chest .whereas, my jouney is still long and unwritten, yet .&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;the famous pokok mangga, yg byk kerengga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SruCVFVu76I/AAAAAAAAARk/BzkOwJsdnIc/s1600-h/DSC03339.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the hallway,it uses to be long and wide .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SruCVFVu76I/AAAAAAAAARk/BzkOwJsdnIc/s1600-h/DSC03339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385041078173757346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SruCVFVu76I/AAAAAAAAARk/BzkOwJsdnIc/s320/DSC03339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SruCVFVu76I/AAAAAAAAARk/BzkOwJsdnIc/s1600-h/DSC03339.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-8835163890863793907?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/8835163890863793907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-famished.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/8835163890863793907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/8835163890863793907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-famished.html' title='getting famished'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Srt9A13ZC_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_mFtFeI1vh0/s72-c/21092009927.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-8085239568417084401</id><published>2009-09-17T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T06:57:18.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Aidilfitri!!!</title><content type='html'>Today's class was dull as usual, lesser people came , both outsiders and the asrama students . Suprisingly, people greeted me with "Selamat Hari Raya , Maaf Zahir Batin" as if they know me . I know that it's a good thing, but some of them barely recognised me as a student here, whatever the reason is , i'll just play along, it is fun . Civl Eng was bearable, Eng Drawng was no fun, Agama was pleasing(spent time by chatting with Ustazah) , Modrn Math was confusing(we finishd the last chapter, yay!) and finally, Addmath was easy for the first time . The best part of the day was, since i performedmy zuhur early , i get to witness all the asrama students hustle around with their backpacks ready to go home, exchanged raya cards, etc,etc . As a bonus, the administrators played all the raya songs like , Hail Amir and Uji Rashid's  Seloka Hari Raya,M.Nasir's Satu Hari Di Hari Raya, Sudirman's Dari Jauh Ku Pohon Maaf and others, so the whole building echoed with raya songs ,that,really touched me . All the way back to the canteen(where my backpack was) i wore a big smile and chuckled all by myself thinking about the situation we're all having . Heehee, i still can't stop smiling! I spent most of my waiting time, watching the students goes by,some were running ,some on their way to get on the school bus . Only now, i felt the raya spirit, finally! Thanks for taking your time by reading this awfull blog of mine , forgive me for all of my wrong doings and Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir Batin!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-8085239568417084401?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/8085239568417084401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/09/salam-aidilfitri.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/8085239568417084401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/8085239568417084401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/09/salam-aidilfitri.html' title='Salam Aidilfitri!!!'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-5637468231953553445</id><published>2009-09-15T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:01:36.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's chemistry was awsome but very , very , very exhausting . we we're running as if there's a sale up to 90% . we had to do six different experiments in two periods . problem arises one after another . first there was the lack of beaker , then the generator (that has similar looks of an old radio) wasn't working , then the voltmeter we're playing tricks on us (basically ,not working too) . okay ,enough of that . oh , the asrama students(mainly form4) had a some sort of food poisoning and the best part is , the teachers won't bring them to go to the clinic , unless you've already wentto the famous toilet more than 7 times ! or your's were really critical , i.e you've accidently let 'it' out in your pants . such a tragic thing that happend to the poor asrama students . oh well, some of them managed to come back home earlier than expected to be , just now . while others who are still healthy enough(or just lucky,you never know) had to stick to the schedule . hurmm..somehow , i think , Sir Shah(my history teacher who is famous for his youthness) was right .i don't feel the excitement , anticipation, that celebration feeling that i used to feel in the past years for this ramadhan and eid mubarak . i mean , i do, it comes and goes , it just doesn't stick like before . i wish it would last , longer than i should be, i really do .&lt;div 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nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-7235721671478828998</id><published>2009-09-09T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:40:01.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>las,last friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SqsWm1mbrgI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/zVInKFpEWSo/s1600-h/l_be39166ed41e4e7d85d4a0155f25dce8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380419036303306242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SqsWm1mbrgI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/zVInKFpEWSo/s320/l_be39166ed41e4e7d85d4a0155f25dce8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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hour and a half last night and i'm still freakin sleepy . i was in bed quite early(i think) and afterminutes of struggle , i decided to read a book about self motivation but eventually change to harry potter(it's the closest)that motivation book was good, but i got bored , usually when people get bored they get sleepy right?(pick that up somewhere) it's v. frustrating when the more you get bored the more you can't sleep . i , myself don't understand whyi couldn bring myself to go to sleep when it is the only thing i'm v. good at . minutes turns to hours and to two hoursand finally three and a half . which was exactly three and a half in the morning when my eyes finally give in got tired . i'm definately going to get up as early as five to sahur (ibu would make me anyway) . and oh, it's school day(already?!)gosh , i wish i don't have to sleep like the cullens . that almost crack me up , almost .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from the learning institution ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think people nowadays are so untrustworthy that they have to make funny little blue cards just to make sure that we , the students doesn't cheat solat . geez , it felt like using punched card except that it takes place in a surau . oh , how the world kept amuse me . it was raining and foggy all day , so like everyone else . most of the teachers were MIA and some of the asrama students didn't even bother coming back ! it's friggin cold , which turn out to be such a blessing since it's ramadhan .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-2808720479520484251?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/2808720479520484251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/09/germs-and-jems-ick.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/2808720479520484251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/2808720479520484251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/09/germs-and-jems-ick.html' title='germs and jems, ick .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-1709952726000091541</id><published>2009-08-27T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:11:57.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wat-duh</title><content type='html'>what's wrong people with kain batik? i mean , they're awesome , yes they're quite kampong , nevertheless, i just love them. i'd prefer wearing 'em over short trousers . somehow, it makes me feel grounded and malay . people saw me wearing them , and they sort of laugh . just so you know, i don't care much, i mean whatever . different people have their own opinion about stuff . in this situation , kain batik is ridiculously comforting to me , and i think a lot of people should try wearing them , not just at their own kampong , try wearing them at home(where else can you wear it?) yes , you'll sort of feel silly at start , but you'll find it very comforting , if you just try and really try , let you're heart accept it , somehow. kain batik is part of our ancestor's legacy , if we don't continue it , who will? in fact , im wearing one right now .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-1709952726000091541?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' 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"kamu tak nampak ke saya kat sini?" kata suara yg asalnya di tmpt duduk depan whiteboard . hamba Allah yg tak tahu malu itu tersengih dan berkata "eh , ada cikgu rupanya .."(betapa bangangnyee budak nie) lalu dia teruskn prjalan tanpa segan silu (pada hal kat dlm tengah malu thap mega) kesimpulannya jangan lh kamu yg mungkin tgh terbaca blog nie , berjalan dgn leka . mungkin tiada apa yg akan trjadi .mungkin kamu akan jatuh longkang dan lalu patah siku, patah kaki, patah lengan . mungkin seekor lalat akan terhempas ke muka , lalu kamu tertelan kn ia . atau mungkin kamu akan menjadi spt hamba Allah yg di-mention kn ini . kamu mungkin rasakn bende nie biasa aje , tetapi , bilamasanye tiba,maka rasakanlh betapa malunye msk kelas org laen , yg hanya ada seorg guru , yg sedang menunggu pelajar kelas trsebut , yg dimana kamu selambe badak aje msk dari belakang dn kluar pintu depan tanpa mmberi salam . rasakanlah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-5425581615868917590</id><published>2009-08-18T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T08:54:06.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jee ai jow</title><content type='html'>it's ramadhan this saturday! oh yeah! i could feel the excitement that's coming . plus the guys at school already sang sudirman's dari jauh ku pohon maaf . frustrating yet it's the nearest cheap entertaiment you can get in this jungle . so, bear with it . we are going to have the whole week onto ourselves . somehow i don't think it's such a great idea . unless you're a terrrific student that doesn't need tutoring , or didn't constantly fell asleep during class. i don't do those stuff nowadays .but i still feel left behind . better work hard on studying . yeah , that's it . oh , and it's raining season , so puasa wouldn't feel a thing ,with all the cold and wetness . i hope .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-5425581615868917590?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/5425581615868917590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/08/jee-ai-jow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/5425581615868917590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/5425581615868917590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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or situation , just my reaction towards her . which is hugging her tightly . everytime i did that im either crying or continue what i was doing . if im lucky enough , i'll get to meet my other best friend (in that pathethic dream of mine). speaking of dreams . one school day i woke up quite early(can't rememmber when but im pretty sure it's early) and decided to continue sleeping for the next 5 minutes . miraculously, my brain played this dream of me waking up in the same position at 7:15 am, and i was feaking out ! thus , i woke up in fear of being late and start my morning routine . and im still early , alhamdulillah . lesson learnt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-6913260663413123999?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/6913260663413123999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/08/dream.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6913260663413123999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6913260663413123999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/08/dream.html' title='the dream'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-1412717410931920442</id><published>2009-08-17T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T09:39:39.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was quite observant the past few weeks ( which was odd because im a day dreamer, i don't obsereve much) lately, people are simultaneously moving or berhijrah from either myspace, friendster, to blogspot . i used to think blogging is not so popular and rarely people do so , and now i am wrong . im starting to get the idea of blogging is not exclusive as it seems (at least it was) do you think i should quit this thing ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-1412717410931920442?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/1412717410931920442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-was-quite-observant-past-few-weeks.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/1412717410931920442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/1412717410931920442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-was-quite-observant-past-few-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-2865156621656042523</id><published>2009-08-06T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T07:23:48.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>conjure</title><content type='html'>writng a post . nope,nope..typing a post . that's more realistic . i cn't conjure any interesting words these days.  n i kept saying the word 'conjure' a lot . odd . a lot of stuff are running through my little brain  . stuff like ibu and abah are going to Johor tonight (my bro's convo ) , i still don't know hw am i supposed to go home from school tomorrow . there's a massive chance that there's gonna be a 'sekolah ganti' the day aftr tomorrow . i haven't recite surah Luqman to my ustzh and she's threathening us that if we didn't recite it fast, she's going to give us the 'telur ayam' . my class (4AwamII) still haven't done our levelling amali plus our civil eng teacher is quite sensitive . i failed two awesome subjects , sucks . and now , im worried about something , i have no idea of what it is . i hope it's nothing .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-2865156621656042523?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/2865156621656042523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/08/conjure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/2865156621656042523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/2865156621656042523'/><link 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just finishd LK test . goodness, it was harsh . there's only four questn thou . four deadly question . no lah, im just exaggerating . im one of the luckiest to evr finished in time . some form 5 dude was cursing LK the whole way to the canteen . i think i saw him crying , poor bloke . time really envy us . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a 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type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-friday-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/2377049537942056526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/2377049537942056526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-friday-again.html' title='it&apos;s friday again .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SmlgsEOS-zI/AAAAAAAAAPk/t6wFlsphIE8/s72-c/6a00d8341fc82553ef011570b8bb91970b-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-9027962423948700351</id><published>2009-07-11T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T01:42:07.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remember xylem ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rules: It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own post, erase my answers, enter yours and tag people you want. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real; nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. What is your name : nurul nadirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. A four letter word : nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. A boy's name : nazmi kowt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. A girl's name : noor . ;DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. An occupation : nelayan . cool huh ? ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. A color : navajowhite , look it up !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Something you'll wear : name tag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. A food : nasi lemak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. Something found in the bathroom : nail clipper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. A place : New Zealand , hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. A reason for being late : No lah! ur the one who turned up early .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. Something you'd shout : nooooooooooo!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13. A movie title : new moon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. Something you drink : nenas juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. A musical group : nidji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. An animal : nuri , burung nuri .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17. A street name : northwood ave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. A type of car : nissan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19. Title of a song : negaraku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it tag ; ibu! *if u cme across my page lah,,* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pka chan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;''_ _ _ ayesha _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mira , budak AB tuh,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mira J . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wan frh amrh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kak bunge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;n to those whoevr , whoevr . ;DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-9027962423948700351?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/9027962423948700351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/07/remember-xylem.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/9027962423948700351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/9027962423948700351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/07/remember-xylem.html' title='remember xylem ?'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-3167933183120014851</id><published>2009-07-10T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:48:14.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>especially for you , sharina</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the title was about this post kay , nothing more .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yestrday , sumone gave me sumthing , more thn she think is ordinary.she gve me a present , which gve me a feeling . a feeling i rarely felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; for so, ultimately long . im touched, by a friend .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the present was simple , but she sacrificed her time making it beautiful .wraps it nicely yet , she humbly speaks ; sorry lh hadiah xseberapa, balut tak cantek , etc etc . i carefully tear it up , inch by inch , thinking ; all this hardwork just for me? i mean , who am i to hve such things . surely , i am trully lucky to hve a friend , such like you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sahabat yg sangat sangat menyayangimu ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nurul nadirah shaharudin .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-3167933183120014851?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/3167933183120014851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/07/especially-for-you-sharina.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/3167933183120014851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/3167933183120014851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/07/especially-for-you-sharina.html' title='especially for you , sharina'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-5550265421719255760</id><published>2009-07-07T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T04:31:54.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aduhai , chemist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;salam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kat sekolah , f5 yg cemerlng n lulus dpt KLS dgn KLC *jeles sunggoh*time chemist , sume tak siap chaptr 3 yg tersgt best tuh , ape lagi ,mendongak aje lh . chemist last period, so cegu ugut*konon nye laa*nk tahan selagi tak antr module , ade pulak si mamat nie, time tuh cegutgh wat statement pastu dy plak tgh brckp kat belakang so cegu surhulang ape yg dperkatakn , dia dgn konpiden setinggi langit nya ,brkata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;encik poyous ; bawak balek asrama, pastu siapkn , esk antar . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cegu terhormat ; hm..mane ade sye ckp mcm tuh . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cegu terhormat ; ok , since n**** ckp mcm tuh. esk antar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;reaksi kelas ; ah , sudah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;reaksi kelas ; no cegu , nooooo.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;reaksi kelas ; tak bole! tak bole! cannot cegu! mlm nie ad tusyen KA(kej awam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cegu terhormat ; mane sye tau , dh dia*encik poyous* yg ckp .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dn bunyi seterus nye umpama lalat atau lebah atau nymuk d seblah telinga . siapa lh yg nk ajar chemist . tibe2 saket kepala dtg balek .dh tak bole fokus . mata berat , otak lgi berat . tdo lh dgn hw yg makin menggunung .* kpd f3 , jgn tiru aksi ini , ia sgt mbahayakn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;+KLS - kump lulus sempurna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;+KLC -kump lulus cemerlang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-5550265421719255760?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/5550265421719255760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/07/aduhai-chemist.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/5550265421719255760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/5550265421719255760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/07/aduhai-chemist.html' title='aduhai , chemist'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-6984917151914906236</id><published>2009-06-26T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T01:56:42.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SkSMZV78jmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ATnZhh59epY/s1600-h/mj2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351556624236187234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SkSMZV78jmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ATnZhh59epY/s320/mj2.bmp" 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;&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as the word spreads to east, west, north, south, from the lowest of sea level , to the sky above (it was pretty much raining frm where i was standing) his death truly give a massive impact to the world . i mean , i grew up listening to his music . so , yeah, im a fan of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the late michael jackson&lt;/span&gt; . i still remembered, i thought he was a &lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt; the first time i saw him on tv (milky white-skin, soft -like voice,and so darn thin!) i even thought &lt;strong&gt;Cher&lt;/strong&gt; was a guy! but then i saw her boobs , suprisedly i said ''ooh, she hve those..'' funny how my eyes used to work back then . the radio station kept on playing his songs as a tribute to his death . he was supposed to do his last concert(which ticket sold out in just hours) anyhow . as a fan , ile keep on singing his songs, even if the words doesn't fit .&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/1108217112947305363-6984917151914906236?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/6984917151914906236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6984917151914906236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6984917151914906236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson.html' title='Michael Jackson .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SkSMZV78jmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ATnZhh59epY/s72-c/mj2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-118606987217705543</id><published>2009-06-21T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T07:13:29.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i gave him a card, he gave me a lesson .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sj4-0ba7T2I/AAAAAAAAAOs/nblhttg56eo/s1600-h/DSC01369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349782477797543778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sj4-0ba7T2I/AAAAAAAAAOs/nblhttg56eo/s320/DSC01369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sj4-0ba7T2I/AAAAAAAAAOs/nblhttg56eo/s1600-h/DSC01369.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's father's day again . as usual , abah was being cool about it . he's like ''psst..no big deal..'' &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sj4-0ba7T2I/AAAAAAAAAOs/nblhttg56eo/s1600-h/DSC01369.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh well . a week bfore, ma-ken and i bought a card because we're pretty sure we're not gonna hve time to buy it in short notice . he thank us this morning . we planned to spend the day at alamanda , but ma-ken fell sick and since ibu said that all we need was grocery , ibu n abah went to giant instead . that afternoon, i volunteered to wash the car. abah took the opportunity to teach me the right way of washing cars . and so we spent the whole afternoon together . oh, i get the honours of finishing the work , i think . happy father's day abah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-118606987217705543?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/118606987217705543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-gave-him-card-he-gave-me-lesson.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/118606987217705543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/118606987217705543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-gave-him-card-he-gave-me-lesson.html' title='i gave him a card, he gave me a lesson .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sj4-0ba7T2I/AAAAAAAAAOs/nblhttg56eo/s72-c/DSC01369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-3568734455109788903</id><published>2009-06-19T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T02:59:00.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ayat ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in honour of my dearest sahabat , as she has grown to a fine young lady she is today . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;happy belated birthday amirah hamizah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. How old are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;fifteen , going on sixteen .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Are you single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hell yeah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. At what age do you think you’ll get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im not sure . when it's time . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Do you think you’ll be marrying the person you are with now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;who am i with? exactly , i dun think so . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. If not, who do you want to marry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that's a funny question . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Who will be your bridesmaid or your best man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;someone close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Do you want a garden/beach or traditional wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;akd nikah sudah . no need to bersanding lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Where do you plan to go for honeymoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;amsterdam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. How many guest do you think you’ll invite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;45 . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Will that include your exes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. How many layers of cake do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;one big layer . just enough for evryone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. When do you want to get married? Morning or evening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;morning is better .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13. Name the song/tune you would like to play at your wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-everything by michael buble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-la vie en rose by edith piaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-when will i see ur face again by jamie scott and the town &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-more than words by extreme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;byk laa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. Do you prefer fine dining or just normal spoon/fork/ knife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;id prefer fine dining . ahahaa. but it's okay to use ur hands , i noe i would..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15.Champagne or red wine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sky juice . ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. Honeymoon right after the wedding or days after the wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17. Money or household items?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;money ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. How many kids would you like to have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im not sure . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19. Will your record your honeymoon in DVD and CD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;heck no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;20. I want to know their wedding plans:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kamal adli . ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;whoevr . k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-3568734455109788903?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/3568734455109788903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;30 random question of  what d'you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-when you hear "malaysia"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;food , what else could we think about .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about music nowadays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;have the word 'indie' written all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about men these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hard to find. if found , he's either gay or married. *pick that up sumwhere*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-interest you at heart ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;books , generally reader's digest , most r books that touches the heart of oneself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-when you're at school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;going home. ahhh..home sweet home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;priceless possession . hey, im a friend, does that means im priceless ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about myspace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;boring. i own one, thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about  iPod's?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;never had one. what's the function anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about DSLR cameras?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;getting cheaper. it's too common &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still cool thou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about nasi lemak n teh tarik?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the best sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about cars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i like them.but it's bettr to ride a bike. cheaper, saves enviroment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about homework?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wish i could stop time n finish them during school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about trees?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MP Sepang should plant more gigantic trees throughout the area not a thin tree with two sticks to stand .it barely gives off  a shade! it's freakin hot man! . *oh, i love trees*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about further studies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;exspensive . bettr save money fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about boys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;didn't you just askd that queston?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about poise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i don't have that in me , i wish i do .sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about the internet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;amazing! dangerous , but amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about french people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wish i cn understand their language, just like understanding ibu n nenek's fluently speaking javanese in front of me . *jealous*  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about ladies's PMS's?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hurt me a lot. made me cry loads of times.i hate it's doings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about emily dickinson?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;poetry . sadly she nevr married .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about shakespear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;romeo and juliet. i chose to imagine him as handsome-grief-looking, rather than bald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about stephanie meyer's books?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ADDICTED to it. OBSESSED etc.etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about make-up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;frankly, i don't do make-up.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about coffee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they're like a higher grade than milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about  fashion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gettin old fashion. 'vintage' they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;m'sia.kuala lumpur.dato' keramat.ulu klang.pasar seni. kg barubbst .sepang. bayan baru, penang. subang jaya.tmn melawati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about radio station?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i listen to mix.then fly.then hot.then lite. then opus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about the ocean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i love it's beauty, it's coolness, masyaAllah . i cn't swim .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about being sincere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's a MUST. if you're not sincere,with all your heart, things could go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-about love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;love is cinta.cinta is sayang.sayang is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*who do you wish to tag?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;miza. wajib miza, wajib. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;alia. please..please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kak bunga. kalau dia bce..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sharina. kalau dia bce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pka . if she reads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mira jalal . if she reads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mira bdk form 3 .kalau dia baca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kak ayesha . if she reads . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;whoever that come across this page .please do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-47596160182291608?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/47596160182291608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/06/tag-this_08.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/47596160182291608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/47596160182291608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/06/tag-this_08.html' title='tag this .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-6295743011605524725</id><published>2009-06-06T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T05:39:40.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>28.90 sen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;itu bajet ku . timetime nie lh di timpa kriris wang. setelah proses cari-gali-laci , takat tuh aje yg wujud. ouh sadis. tgk hm , giler best .jln citer seumpama biasa , tp yg best bile ia mngajar tentang kehidupan . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sipc2G3QN2I/AAAAAAAAANc/mHaITrvbAM4/s1600-h/06062009736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344185992453568354" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sipc2G3QN2I/AAAAAAAAANc/mHaITrvbAM4/s320/06062009736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! miza belanja mkn !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sipc1ytjbPI/AAAAAAAAANU/NWTA1-RvEa8/s1600-h/06062009732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344185987044175090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sipc1ytjbPI/AAAAAAAAANU/NWTA1-RvEa8/s320/06062009732.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/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sipc1nJuJRI/AAAAAAAAANM/483sezvgl0Q/s1600-h/06062009734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344185983941092626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sipc1nJuJRI/AAAAAAAAANM/483sezvgl0Q/s320/06062009734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm.. bdk nie..umm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sipc2W8wQzI/AAAAAAAAANk/AZ7c-5-mZwk/s1600-h/06062009737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344185996771607346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sipc2W8wQzI/AAAAAAAAANk/AZ7c-5-mZwk/s320/06062009737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;selesai urusan , maka keluarlh tggu abah . msg msg , tak bls . msg ibu , kata ibu, abah ngorok , nnt ibu kejut kn . abah pun tepon , kata abah solat dulu ,baru ambek oke? maka, tunggu lh d situ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;smpai berapa berapa , dtg lh abah bersama ibu di sebelah . cepat masa berlalu . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;one week left in la-la-land .&lt;/span&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/1108217112947305363-6295743011605524725?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/6295743011605524725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/06/2890-sen.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6295743011605524725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6295743011605524725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/06/2890-sen.html' title='28.90 sen.'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sipc2G3QN2I/AAAAAAAAANc/mHaITrvbAM4/s72-c/06062009736.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-4627062880647922385</id><published>2009-05-30T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T05:23:44.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gettin loony on saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;funny how i used to feel the need of playing the playstation on a saturday night . now i just want to do my homework . pity on playstation . i'd imagine my hols would be esctatic , fun , adventurous, swell,wonderfull etc.etc. oh, what do you get from hugs and kisses? i get to do chores &lt;strong&gt;for&lt;/strong&gt; the day. not &lt;strong&gt;of &lt;/strong&gt;the day . fantastic isn't it . my bulky, big , beary,bouncer like brothers, don't do chores, yet they went out like the world are their's. what a &lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;;DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-4627062880647922385?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/4627062880647922385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/05/gettin-loony-on-saturday.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/4627062880647922385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/4627062880647922385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/05/gettin-loony-on-saturday.html' title='gettin loony on saturday.'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-238461491493682715</id><published>2009-05-25T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T08:16:34.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>text etc.etc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Shq0WeqfqKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-n0Zl2zzqcg/s1600-h/23052009667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339778606482565282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Shq0WeqfqKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-n0Zl2zzqcg/s320/23052009667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;assalamualaikum n evening.or wutevr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my best friend turn 6teen last tuesdy. she invited me 2 her party ths aftrnoon *satrday*. n her name is ...nur fara shahiera faizul!!! ive finallybeen given chance 2 meet ths girl. god noes hw looong hve i waitd 2 see her again . alhamdulillah. doa termakbul. oh! n i met new people. the cute alia , funny-silent eyza, n sweet-looking keyrin .they'r all from putrajaya school dat fara attend.since she moved frm the*well-known*bbst. it was akward yet fun party. took a lot of pic. i cn't help but looking as dumb as cork . at least dats hw i pictured myself jst nw.*ya thnk so?*anyway. im gald to see her. it's both envious n pleasing to see her again . envy, probably bcause she's so happy n i dun noe a word shes talking . pleasing, to listen her chatterbox mouth . her bursting with laughtr . n hw fun it was 2 be around her. evn if u dun get 2 share inside jokes with her again. oh well, im happy if shes happy . happy?God, i miss my best friend.way.way.waayy lot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Shq0Wj1jowI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rU_Lb1H1ZNU/s1600-h/23052009676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339778607871140610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Shq0Wj1jowI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rU_Lb1H1ZNU/s320/23052009676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;makan makan . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Shq0XZJgeWI/AAAAAAAAANE/SLFkBuexZkU/s1600-h/23052009681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339778622181898594" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Shq0XZJgeWI/AAAAAAAAANE/SLFkBuexZkU/s320/23052009681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gelak gelak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Shq0W4FmDWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/x57-kuOVd-U/s1600-h/23052009664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339778613307116898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Shq0W4FmDWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/x57-kuOVd-U/s320/23052009664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ths is the one who trn 6teen on 19th may*oficially*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Shq0V2EQ_0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/b1lukBFWrek/s1600-h/23052009662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339778595584802626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Shq0V2EQ_0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/b1lukBFWrek/s320/23052009662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my first attempt in taking their pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1108217112947305363-238461491493682715?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/238461491493682715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/05/text-etcetc.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/238461491493682715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/238461491493682715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/05/text-etcetc.html' title='text etc.etc.'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Shq0WeqfqKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-n0Zl2zzqcg/s72-c/23052009667.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-1307170478990777462</id><published>2009-05-22T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:56:00.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>omit .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;assalamualaikum . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kpd subjk addmath . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sye mintk maaf ats tindkn sye yg melukakn hati awk. maaf sye xdpt jwb solan awk . ade laa yg sye xterjwb *malu..* meski sye uda cuba sedaya-daya upaya sye utk mnjwb soalan itu. tpi otak sye xrespond bile smpai soaln alpha beta . mahupn , ade stu solan quadratic fnction . sye ingn awk tau bahwa sye dsini sedih lagi malu lgi meraung raung . dn meraung lgi . dn meraungraung raung . smpai ma-ken dtg dn surh sye senyap . maaf kn sye ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*ini surat fiksyen tau..* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-1307170478990777462?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/1307170478990777462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/05/omit.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/1307170478990777462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/1307170478990777462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/05/omit.html' title='omit .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-543786382885181729</id><published>2009-05-07T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:51:10.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yestrday was ibu's day off,soo...abah,ibu,ma-ken n me went jln2 laa .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;salam . um..lapar balek ar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SgUztT66EgI/AAAAAAAAALo/zgyOwZQ-0K8/s1600-h/08052009646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333726187224699394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SgUztT66EgI/AAAAAAAAALo/zgyOwZQ-0K8/s320/08052009646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;amende ntah dpanggil nye .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SgUztKHQM6I/AAAAAAAAALg/y8mBviFybHI/s1600-h/08052009648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333726184592126882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SgUztKHQM6I/AAAAAAAAALg/y8mBviFybHI/s320/08052009648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;abh looks cute ;DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SgUzsikYCtI/AAAAAAAAALY/wlZ-M-9bm7U/s1600-h/08052009643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333726173976857298" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SgUzsikYCtI/AAAAAAAAALY/wlZ-M-9bm7U/s320/08052009643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma-ken n me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333726170665544098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SgUzsWO5aaI/AAAAAAAAALQ/oAH9Ag8YoHY/s320/08052009628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ibu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kuh &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;syg&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12.30 abah jempt kat sekola.then ,ibu askd if i wnt 2 join them for shopping at ikea(at first). i enventuallly give in whn ibu convince me that i would probbly doze off(instead off finishn my stacks o hw) i slept the whole journey 2 ikea(refreshing!) our first destination was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bookstore. ibu wnts 2 buy the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;100 most beautiful places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; guide book or sumting like dat.n ma-ken wnts 2 find her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;jane eyre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; book(tak jmpe punn) i just stroll around , hoping 2 find sumting dat interst me(nothng) .we finish dat n went straight 2 the curve.i wndr why the called it the curve(nothing curvy there) thou they did put some handy computers(the keyboard's missing a button) at the entrance 4 customr guide's.me n ma-ken went to borders, ibu n abah went sumwhere i culdn remmbr. ive finally found a book dat caught my eyes, while ma-ken ..well i dunno wat she was doing at dat time.and then we went to ikea ! i was detemined to find dat perticular light bulb for my table lamp.ibu bought those fancy napkins dat they sell there. finally,we had our dinner at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ome's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. ibu made me order a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lot burger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(eventually switched wit ma-ken cause hers were spicy linguini). abah had fun just watching his wife n 2 daughters having fun.haha. ;)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-543786382885181729?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/543786382885181729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/05/yestrday-was-ibus-day-offsooabahibuma.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/543786382885181729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/543786382885181729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/05/yestrday-was-ibus-day-offsooabahibuma.html' title='yestrday was ibu&apos;s day off,soo...abah,ibu,ma-ken n me went jln2 laa .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SgUztT66EgI/AAAAAAAAALo/zgyOwZQ-0K8/s72-c/08052009646.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-2069282200319697057</id><published>2009-04-30T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:54:19.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>takde tajuk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;assalamualaikum w.b.t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dh lme tak sentuh belog nie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ntah sape lh bce kn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;belum tentu org nak bce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ntah-ntah tak mau bce pn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;terbaca aja .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;situasa yg dialami sekarang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aku ibarat memikul beban yg berat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aku naek tangga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hampr smpai ke puncak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aku dtolak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then,...aku jatuh laa ape lgi kn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;jatuh tersungkr lh aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sekarang kene naek balek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;penaat laaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nie luahan perasaan aja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tak perlu layan pun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lutut longgar laa . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-2069282200319697057?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/2069282200319697057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/04/takde-tajuk.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/2069282200319697057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/2069282200319697057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/04/takde-tajuk.html' title='takde tajuk.'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-8600471972073701057</id><published>2009-04-15T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T01:00:44.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smkbbst The Best of The Best .</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan ini sye mengumumkn..alhamdulillah , smk bbst masih kekal juara choral spekaing !!!!!! oh yeah!!!! wah! woo! wee! sume nak d sebut nyee . nak aje tangan nie telepon korang2 sume , nak ckp congrats . tapi , alngkah malang nyee pabila kredit berbisik dlm nada wanita cantek , kredit anda rm 0.89 . tapi , bonus sms byk pulak . itu laa . mereka2 nie ..sume tuka num laen , tak kee memang num laen . cube buat sume dlm satu cawangan aje , kn mudah gitu ? ikut hati , mau aja letak dlm surat khabar "UCAPANSETINGGI - TINGGI TAHNIAH "..mcm bagi ucapn kat najib tuu . ade yg sampai pat helai gmbr nyee . byk duit , bole laa . sayu pulak hati nie . wajar kee tindakn aku ini ? adoiii . . .keraguan nie xpatut ada dlm diri nie , boleh pulak timbul . suke ati die ajee kn . apapun yg terjadi , sye masih berbangga sebagai warga smk bbst . walaupn zahir nyee sye nie bdk teknik .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terkilan xdpt jadi wakil smk bbst lagi .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-2237107091121499477</id><published>2009-04-13T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T04:14:07.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kurang asem punye ma-ken .</title><content type='html'>para pembaca , itu lh tajuk sye ari nie . ade ke senin itu ari (yg hujan gilergiler tuu) . oke sebelum tuu ade lh insiden kasut basah dikndung air , perah air stoking(bushukk) . baek , ma-ken tengah tito , waktu dh dekat jam enam . sye punn kejut kn lh dia . sye dtg dekat , sye tonyoh2 muke dia(jgn tiru aksi ini ) pastu dia punn sadar . pastu dia marah nyee sye yg tak bersalah habes-habesan nie ...oke lh , mungkn kaedah mengejut org tido tadi kurang menepati skema cara mengejut org tido yg sepatut nyee . aish.. belum habes lagi , lepas aje sye nie gantung bju(baju basah kene ujan) ma-ken pegi ambush sye dari belakang pintu setor . mau nye terkejut sye nie..rupa nya dia kene bawe naek vakum(abah nak gune) mula nyee abah panggil sye (katanyee lh..) sempat lagi dia nyuruh sye bwk naek vakum tuu.. sye kata "nooo way joze maken!!!" hmmp! maken dtg dekat dn terus genggam lengan , cekikcekik sye nie (bukan lh brutal sgt..) konklusi nyee , ma-ken bwk jugee vakum tuu naek . ahahahaha . . .saket tau kene pukul adek sendri . sebenar nyee bdk nie baek . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak sabar nak hari rabu .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-2237107091121499477?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/2237107091121499477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-4924736800792769511</id><published>2009-04-04T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:18:29.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ganmbar nursharina..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SdeVmUOODxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/SdUAwak4VQs/s1600-h/17032009466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320885970257448722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SdeVmUOODxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/SdUAwak4VQs/s320/17032009466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SdeVmIhWIMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/MkT7HEUgv0k/s1600-h/17032009455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320885967116443842" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SdeVmIhWIMI/AAAAAAAAAJA/MkT7HEUgv0k/s320/17032009455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SdeVl553y4I/AAAAAAAAAI4/zr_CmTZlpVA/s1600-h/18022009376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320885963192781698" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SdeVl553y4I/AAAAAAAAAI4/zr_CmTZlpVA/s320/18022009376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SdeVlpHxjWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/vtMdAH8cdDU/s1600-h/07022009348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320885958687690082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SdeVlpHxjWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/vtMdAH8cdDU/s320/07022009348.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/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SdeVlt-5-xI/AAAAAAAAAIo/oohKDrhZ6ZI/s1600-h/07022009346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320885959992670994" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SdeVlt-5-xI/AAAAAAAAAIo/oohKDrhZ6ZI/s320/07022009346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharina got style..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1108217112947305363-4924736800792769511?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/4924736800792769511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganmbar-nursharina.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/4924736800792769511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/4924736800792769511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganmbar-nursharina.html' title='ganmbar nursharina..'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SdeVmUOODxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/SdUAwak4VQs/s72-c/17032009466.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-6728802277415493382</id><published>2009-04-04T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:22:45.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>petang jumaat, indah .</title><content type='html'>assalamualaikum w.b.t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..apa yee, oh ye , jumaat . akhirnya! esk nyee tiada sekola..oh yeah! haha..ngarut betul , tp sesungguhnya diri ini tersgt lh lega tiap kali hari jumaat ptg tiba . walaupn telah di-cop sbg 'outsider' oleh warga septechs , sye tersgt lh bersyukur karna, tiap kali abes sekola, sye dpt pulang ke rumah . kalu dulu..mcm mane lame pun kat sekola bbst tiada heran . mungkn memakn masa utk menerima septechs as a second home .till then , berserah aje laa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumaat petang semlm , alhamdulillah .doa ku termakbul .wohoo!!! gumbira teramat sangat pabila akhirnya setelah sebulan , 7 hari , 5 jam kte berpisah, sye dpt jmpe amirah shahirah!!! mesej nye berbunyi(???) begini ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurulnadirah. r u at skool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amirahshahirah. ya y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurulnadirah. outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amirahshahirah. yup. at foyer . y???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurulnadirah . look whos at da gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insiden reunion kitorang sunggoh romantis(bagiku laa). lantas, amirah berlari-lari anak menuju ke main entrance smk bbst . amirah pelukku dgn erat , sye jugee.. yayyay.. dpt jmpe besfren.dpt jmpe besfren . kami bercakapcakap . dn terus bercakap . sekelip mata , amirah kene pulang , skali lagi kami berpeluk erat . mcm xnk lepas aje pelukn tuu..it's okay i guess. knowing dat we'll c each other soon enough . i wish for sooner. but, if i cn wait dat long before , im pretty sure i cn wait again . pastu pergi smbg (berdating) dgn sharina kat pdg tmn dahlia fasa tiga(kalu x silap)..tuptup mcm nk ujan . pastu kene balek . naek bukit mawar. kayuh bskl pencen . handle dy asyik goyang . asyiikkk.. few minutes from home , ujan turun membasahi bumi , sye xterkecuali . tp cuaca masih panas . adakah itu hujan panas? hujan+panas. entah laa..&lt;br /&gt;yg pasti , insiden ptg jumaat , it's worth gettin' soaked up for .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mlm itu sye bersin umpama tembakan mesin gan . best ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-6728802277415493382?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/6728802277415493382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/04/petang-jumaat-indah.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sc8Bi2H4WAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/REqD8VBeIps/s1600-h/28032009525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318471383103592450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sc8Bi2H4WAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/REqD8VBeIps/s320/28032009525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sc8BilDi0yI/AAAAAAAAAH4/iYR2CCo6hrI/s1600-h/28032009526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318471378522002210" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sc8BilDi0yI/AAAAAAAAAH4/iYR2CCo6hrI/s320/28032009526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sc8BiX2HHkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/u7HIw8ZXG0s/s1600-h/28032009527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318471374975999554" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sc8BiX2HHkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/u7HIw8ZXG0s/s320/28032009527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperti yg di janjikn . tu aja .&lt;br /&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/1108217112947305363-1260548362581966380?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/1260548362581966380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/03/amirah-hamizah-punyee.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/1260548362581966380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/1260548362581966380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/03/amirah-hamizah-punyee.html' title='amirah hamizah punyee!!!'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sc8Bi2H4WAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/REqD8VBeIps/s72-c/28032009525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-6888028765152886215</id><published>2009-03-17T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:48:48.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jalanjalan petang ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sb-v8UWbQJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/gd_yavalQq4/s1600-h/17032009452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314159536110256274" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sb-v8UWbQJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/gd_yavalQq4/s320/17032009452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miza cuba mbuka kunci basikal yg baru dbeli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sb-v7g5xD9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/TE49veKAmQk/s1600-h/17032009447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314159522299842514" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sb-v7g5xD9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/TE49veKAmQk/s320/17032009447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miza dan shepa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sb-v7l0MKoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ISmlsKtFbvQ/s1600-h/17032009446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314159523618630274" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sb-v7l0MKoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ISmlsKtFbvQ/s320/17032009446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ape ntah ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sb-v7Q_qvKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0DuZROzVK98/s1600-h/17032009441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314159518029626530" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sb-v7Q_qvKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0DuZROzVK98/s320/17032009441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aauhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sb-v7BNzVCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/8OwFWi3Vbqc/s1600-h/17032009439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314159513793942562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sb-v7BNzVCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/8OwFWi3Vbqc/s320/17032009439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prasan tidak? gmbr miza msti sparuh badan pastu constant aja riak wajah nyee . sbb dia yg tangkap pic tuu . kecuali pic paling atas laa .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1108217112947305363-6888028765152886215?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/6888028765152886215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/03/jalanjalan-petang.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6888028765152886215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6888028765152886215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/03/jalanjalan-petang.html' title='jalanjalan petang ...'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/Sb-v8UWbQJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/gd_yavalQq4/s72-c/17032009452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-5315687167202961388</id><published>2009-03-14T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:13:21.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>manchester and liverpool .</title><content type='html'>it was totaly awesome! torres was great, reina was great, gerrard..he's okay . no offense, but we culd get 5:1 just nw . but, i guess it's okay since we're leading . it was unexpected, to me thou, i thought the devils gonna crushed em' off like they always do . ferguson was so pissed off . he does looks like he's gonna blow up anytime(merah jee..) . they were close..but they missed . poor them actually, it is they're homeground; old trafford . at first, i culdn really concentrate because abah kept flipping chanels between &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AF&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;espn&lt;/span&gt; . it was hard . alast, i manage to get hold of the remote (ibu was quite pissed, but i kept reminding her about the AF re-run) i don't really get to watch football evryday ya noe . hot head rooney n ronaldo did try to score at the second half, reina was too good for them . still, i don't think the devils did their best today . but, i am greatful for what happened .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the devils still leading, actually .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-5315687167202961388?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/5315687167202961388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/03/manchester-and-liverpool.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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today . meaning , its going 2 be a long week starting tomorrow . wrong! it's going to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt; and undeniable . especially for the asrama students, poor them . let's jst hope it's not wasted with crappy stuff n a pile of undone homeworks . jst read kak ayesha's blog, the whole page filled wit great advices for a lazy student like me . for those who knew, i live nxt door 2 the amazing add math teachr . yea..but nvr once i went tuition there. why? please don't ask me that famous question . i, myself donno whaaat's the answer . ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevr had it crossed my mind , the thought of learning at a school like Teknik Sepang . it's quite peaceful here , a situation that rarely occurs in a school( it felt weirdly soothing) . there's a lot of facilities like drawing room , computer lab ( with lost of pc) , tennis court ,botanic garden , etc etc . what bothers me thou, there's no public phone for the use of outsiders (why..oh why..) . there is one actually , it's at the aspuri (if im not mistaken) . it has nice sets of stairs ,nice brick red walls ( adore looking at the walls) . this school sure is good looking . not much to say now . im still new anyway .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts of a freshmen .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-2019533841968304804?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/2019533841968304804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/03/short-break-really-short.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;follow the instruction :&lt;br /&gt;1)go to ur photo folder in ur pc&lt;br /&gt;2)go to the 6th folder of photos&lt;br /&gt;3)go to the 6th pix of the folder&lt;br /&gt;4)put the 6th pix on ur blog n description of it&lt;br /&gt;5)invite 6 friends to join it&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;diyan !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308171988270493762" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SapqTKeKsEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aI0bnkEvYaI/s320/14022009365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gambar ini jelas keliatan saorang bdk kacamata sadang menyandarr pd bahu sasaorg gitu .&lt;br /&gt;yaaa..saya lh sasaorang itu . nama nyaa bdk ini , diyanna . saya panggil kn diyan . saat itu , kami sadang istirahat karena uda capek berkawad . =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm..terus terang . im absabloodyloutely dunno hw to show dat dis is the sixth photo in me folder . haiyooo . . percaya saja laa yee . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siPolansiPolan yg teringin . booWhat laa . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sejauh &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;jiwa&lt;/span&gt; merantau . apee laa yg diBebel aku ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-4960310795909348044?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/4960310795909348044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag-from-miza.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/4960310795909348044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/4960310795909348044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag-from-miza.html' title='tag from miza . . .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SapqTKeKsEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aI0bnkEvYaI/s72-c/14022009365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-7217835458383485219</id><published>2009-02-23T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T04:10:01.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag dari nursharina .</title><content type='html'>sye baruu sadar bahwa sye di 'tag' sharina . tag nie berkaitan dengan romantic movies . ingatingat lupa laaarr . . . &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please copy the following rules in your post:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. You have to point out 5 romantic movies that you would love to share with your loved ones..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. It doesn't have to be in order.. as long as you love the movies, it will be fine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. You have to tag another 5 person to answer this tag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;my girl and i .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SaKHxFHmaRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/LZwlh2C6r_I/s1600-h/mygirl00sp8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305952588253260050" style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SaKHxFHmaRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/LZwlh2C6r_I/s320/mygirl00sp8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you . sye sukeeeee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SaKKNp2qniI/AAAAAAAAAE4/As0rdPpcLek/s1600-h/18883963_w434_h_q80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305955278173937186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SaKKNp2qniI/AAAAAAAAAE4/As0rdPpcLek/s320/18883963_w434_h_q80.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i like sumting to do with action en bullets and ratatatatatatatatatat . yeah i dunno wat lah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SaKK3xohrFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Me4iznG_VCc/s1600-h/mrandmrssmithposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305956001816620114" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SaKK3xohrFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Me4iznG_VCc/s320/mrandmrssmithposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;/div&gt;two hundred pounds beauty .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SaKPig6fKII/AAAAAAAAAFI/Zd9hBST8XjE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305961134109436034" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SaKPig6fKII/AAAAAAAAAFI/Zd9hBST8XjE/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and lastly , kate and leopold . oke .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SaKRLjtExhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/KwRF6ujDi4Q/s1600-h/kte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305962938744751634" style="WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SaKRLjtExhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/KwRF6ujDi4Q/s320/kte.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;ini kali sye ammat baek . i don't wnt to tag anyone at all . siapesiape yg naak . feel free to do so .&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/1108217112947305363-7217835458383485219?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/7217835458383485219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-dari-nursharina.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/7217835458383485219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/7217835458383485219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-dari-nursharina.html' title='tag dari nursharina .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SaKHxFHmaRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/LZwlh2C6r_I/s72-c/mygirl00sp8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-4234956972203457061</id><published>2009-02-21T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T07:27:40.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag from miza , whose tag frm alie , whose tag frm .. who noes whose .</title><content type='html'>1. 3 NAMES IN YOUR INBOX CELLPHONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miza , ibu , dan pka .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. YOUR MAIN RINGTONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the strokes - you only live once .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT U DID AT 12 LAST NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cari fasal dgn ma-ken . cepatcepat tido .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 . WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON U WENT OUT WITH? WHERE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miza , shefa en thaqifah . jalanjalan kat seroja punn . kat taman .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. THE COLOR OF THE T'SHIRT YOU'RE WEARING? NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biru cairr . naa tido jee pun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. THE LAST THING U DID?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bce belog amirah hamizah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 3 OF YOUR EVERYDAY FAVORITE ITEMS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bantal peluk . set tangan . paper kosmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. THE COLOR OF YOUR BEDROOM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putih .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. HOW MUCH MONEY IN YOUR WALLET NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sye taa gune kn wallet sgt . hmm . . sye kurang pasti .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 . HOW'S LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been vry challenging lately . ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. YOUR FAVORITE SONG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm . . .banyak nyee taa terkira . ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT WILL U DO NEXT WEEKEND?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melangkah masuk ke smt sepang . jiwa goyah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME U SAW UR MOM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baruuu tadi .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHERE IS SHE NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downstairs . making sandwiches .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU TALKED TO YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just nw . apee punye solan ntah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHO IS THE LAST PERSON THAT TEXTED U?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miza - yul . ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.WHERE DID U HAVE UR DINNER LASTNIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di rumah sye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. THE LAST SURPRISE YOU GOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miza jdi keluar dgn sye . mula nyee miza ad silat kat sekola . tp tara jadi . yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 9. LAST THING U BORROWED FROM UR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmpt duduk amni kat makmal .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHO IS UR BF/GF OR HUSBAND/WIFE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaa . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. WHAT DO YOU FEEL NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lega dpt jumpa miza ! naaaak sgt jmpe miza semalam .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. WANNA SHARE WITH WHO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siapa siapa yg teringin .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. WHO KNOWS UR SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadangkala ibu .kadangkala teman .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 . THEY KEEP UR SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kebanyakan nyee laa . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. ARE YOU ANGRY WITH SOMEONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malas naa marah org . penat tauu bile marah pd seseorang tuu .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. WHAT DO YOU ORDER AT MCD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fillet o' fish kuut .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. THE LAST TIME YOU FELT SO SAD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semalam . naa tinggal kn temanteman di smkbbst .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. WHAT IS UR WISH FOR TOMORROW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat tido dgn tenang dlm mobil . lulus cemerlang SPM . taa mau fail ape2 . dpt jmpe&lt;br /&gt;temanteman yg dirindui .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm . adakah ia wajib bg sye utk menge 'tag' org ? mcm kene jee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sye tag , spe yg belum kene ; kak ayesha . nursharina . manemane hamba Allah yg teringin laa .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-4234956972203457061?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/4234956972203457061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-from-miza-whose-tag-frm-alie-whose.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/4234956972203457061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/4234956972203457061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-from-miza-whose-tag-frm-alie-whose.html' title='Tag from miza , whose tag frm alie , whose tag frm .. who noes whose .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-8702668344640376331</id><published>2009-02-20T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T04:57:29.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kisah kita masih panjang .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;antara sahabat yang sye rindu . takdir itu tricky . . . kte bejumpa bile kita di takdirkan berjumpa .&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/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ56Yq_GUOI/AAAAAAAAADo/VKdo7AdrxZA/s1600-h/14022009364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304811975363416290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ56Yq_GUOI/AAAAAAAAADo/VKdo7AdrxZA/s320/14022009364.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;amirah hamizah . kau seorang yang unik lagi hebat . sayang kamu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ56Y4kKfxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/O-P0VHgURAM/s1600-h/18022009383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304811979008540434" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ56Y4kKfxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/O-P0VHgURAM/s320/18022009383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurshafiqah azhar . pencipta prosa kata sendiri . sayang kamu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ5_iC7aucI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2SGcNOVFYQY/s1600-h/amirah+shahirah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304817633967389122" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ5_iC7aucI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2SGcNOVFYQY/s320/amirah+shahirah.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amirah shahirah . your two best friends aren't gone forever . just away for a while , love . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sayang kamu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ56YjoojjI/AAAAAAAAADw/JI7hxyWgd-w/s1600-h/18022009372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304811973390143026" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ56YjoojjI/AAAAAAAAADw/JI7hxyWgd-w/s320/18022009372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nursharina sharudin . terus bangkit untuk berjaya . sayang kamu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ56Zc5CAOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SsCVozF9rg4/s1600-h/18022009382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304811988759740642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ56Zc5CAOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SsCVozF9rg4/s320/18022009382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nurdini syairah . jangan sekali kau putus asa . sayang kamu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ56ZMgEiHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CGz8MSxSEMY/s1600-h/18022009368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304811984360081522" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ56ZMgEiHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CGz8MSxSEMY/s320/18022009368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharifah farah hidayah . teruskan berdakwah secara spontan . sayang kamu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ5_iWchVrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tXwkg7rqu5A/s1600-h/nordiyana.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304817639206508210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ5_iWchVrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tXwkg7rqu5A/s320/nordiyana.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nordiyana . jangan rehat sorangsorang tauu . sayang kamu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ5_iF9_SbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cGQ1qlMKiiQ/s1600-h/at+bowling+alley.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304817634783480242" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ5_iF9_SbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cGQ1qlMKiiQ/s320/at+bowling+alley.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nur amalina nur zakri . ingat projek bulan tiga tuu . sayang kamu !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ5_iXZsr4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/y0vGGkKX3z0/s1600-h/fadhlin+mukhtarah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304817639463104386" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ5_iXZsr4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/y0vGGkKX3z0/s320/fadhlin+mukhtarah.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fadhlin mukhtarah . jangan biar diri ditindas . sayang kamu !&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;br /&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;kisah kita masih panjang . ini cume antara chapter yg korang kene nanges jee . &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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ngokngek &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nukilan&lt;/span&gt; ku .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;/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/1108217112947305363-8702668344640376331?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/8702668344640376331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/kisah-kita-masih-panjang.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/8702668344640376331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/8702668344640376331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/kisah-kita-masih-panjang.html' title='kisah kita masih panjang .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZ56Yq_GUOI/AAAAAAAAADo/VKdo7AdrxZA/s72-c/14022009364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-6280829104125559572</id><published>2009-02-20T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T07:21:27.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hari penamat cerita sye di smkbbst .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;last day . at first , it goes out well , smooth .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayu pulee hati nie . hari terakhir sye bermula dengan rayaurayau dengan hakimah en mastura . owh , sebelum tuu satu sekola bce Yassin . biase laa pagi jumaat . pergi laa kami ke ofis naa tandatangan pengetua . lupepulee yang semua pentadbir turun dewan . aiyo . . . ma cam mana haa . . . hal itu diendah buat seketika . lalu turun ke cegu sarimah , uruskn hal buku teks . selesai itu , sye membosankan diri dalam kelas . cegu addmath ade masuk , tapiii . . . sye kurang paham lee (msk tengah jalan) . pastu rehat . rehat rasa mcm . . . rehat . duduuuk je . tenaaang je . cakapcakap kosong . lepas rehat pka kasi surat . then , sye smbg projek eksplorasi di sekola ! pusing sana sini . daa confuse baruu terlintas dlm kepala otak . ustzh sabariah kn adee . memandangkan cegu nik dn pengetua di atas pentas . uszth tlah tandatangani kerts itu (boleh rupe nyee) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini , kali terakhir sye melangkah msk kelas bio cegu asmah . secara skema nyee kelas cegu asmah , sape taa antar berdiri laa korang . naseb baek antar aritu . buka laa telinge nie . dengar cegu petah berbicara fasal bio . semesti nyee akan rindu kn cara cegu ajar . bersunggoh dengan penuh minat . then , balek .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;urusan terakhir .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ucapkan selamat tinggal . berat teramat sangat mulut nie naa cakap . proses ucapn selamat tinggal nie , awalan nyee oke saje . tibetibe nmpk echa nangis sbb mastura daa nak pindah . perasaan yg dulu nyee cool mule bergoyang . jadi rapuh .cool nad. . .cool je . pastu naa pegi ucap good luck kat mastura . turns out die punn naanges bile dpt tau echa punn nanges . kat situ daa taa bole tahan daa . bergelora jiwa nie weiiyh . . .taa sempat naa jumpe yana . eeesshhh . . . ape fasal bole nanges nie. .be strong weiyh . .be strong .sampai je kat amirah shahirah , dinding pertahnan air mata runtuh berderai .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turun kat dewan . sye terus memujuk amirah shahirah jgn nangis lagi . pastu suruh shefa tengoktengok amirah . jmpe thaqifah naa nanges . jmpe hayati naa nanges . daa laa taa jumpe miza !!!miza kemane ko pergii . . . mate sye liar mencari kelibat amirah hamizah kamarudin . tibe mase amirah shahirah balek , sye peluk amirah dengan sekuat nyee . maseh saye rse taa cukup kuat . bile sharina naa balek . sye taa sanggup untuk peluk dia . sayuuu sangat . mengetahui realiti nyee , ini kali teakhir , sye bergelar pelajar smkbbst , macam taa percaya saje .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tutup sudah cerita sye di smkbbst .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merepek &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sambil&lt;/span&gt; menanges .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-6280829104125559572?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/6280829104125559572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/hari-penamat-cerita-sye-di-smkbbst.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6280829104125559572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6280829104125559572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/hari-penamat-cerita-sye-di-smkbbst.html' title='hari penamat cerita sye di smkbbst .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-1192964025304074282</id><published>2009-02-18T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:25:48.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hari-hari akhir di smkbbst .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;salam . insiden berikut berlaku pada februari lapan belas , 2009 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naa keluar sekola punn leceh . tambah lagi dengan cik-cik kerani di ofis tuu .terus terang , sye kurang senang dengan reaksi cikcik kerani di ofis sekola tuu . tatakala kami bersuara . mintak surat . tanye nie . tanye tuu . otomatis nyee , muke diorang akan bertuka se-olaholah mengeluar kn kenyataan "menyusahkan betul". entah . sye kurang pasti . mungkin itu pandangan sye . mungkin ber macamacam alasan disebalik sikap tersebut . redha saje laa .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SZz4zeHLPJI/AAAAAAAAADg/8iG1YU3INlQ/s1600-h/18022009380.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;petang itu .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day kokurikulum di smkbbst ! ingat kn best lh jugee . keputusan nyee tidak memberansang kn lansung . hari ini permainan sahaja . "what?!! " itu reaksi mereka mereka yang tara tauu . nape bukan persatuan ? shucks . lamee taa tengok wajah akak-akak senior .daa lh mereke kelua lambat . harapharap sihatsihat ajee . pastu bile bersua , sye akan senyum dengan akward nyee . terasa sunggoh ngokngek . haa . . sye agak musykil . ape fasal kelas account f4 kelua lagi lmbt darikelas science stream f4 ? hmm . . . musykil dengan tanda tanye . berbalek pada ceritera koku . catur sunggoh bosan . lepas main dengan miza , kami main pule " ku chi paa " . then , gelak tanpa suara . rayau sanasini kejap . cari sharina yang menghilang seketika . naa balek tuu main tangkap gmbr kat dewan terbuka . pastu miza ngan shefa lepas gian naek basikal . mereka frust sebab lapangan bermain dipenuhi bas-bas dan mobil-mobil bergerak . kesian .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;santai jalanjalan .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sye panggil sharina kelua . dia masih berpakaian sukan sekola . sye ajak jalanjalan kat taman . suasana sunggoh menenang kn . smpai jam enam petang kami beredar . sharina punn ade temu janji main badminton dengan ain . tibetibe nampak pulee pka ngan dnie duduk dekatdekat pondok jagar . sye join sekaki . kami berkaroke dlm diam . kenang-kenang kisah lampau . cakapcakap . tangkap gmbr lagi . jam 630 ptg sye bertolak pulang . kejap nyee masa berlalu .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merepek &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dengan&lt;/span&gt; kerepek .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-1192964025304074282?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/1192964025304074282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/salam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/1192964025304074282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/1192964025304074282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/salam.html' title='hari-hari akhir di smkbbst .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-7717439770741629917</id><published>2009-02-14T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T01:26:10.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>umpama disejat matahari .</title><content type='html'>salam .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah bemingguminggu  prektiss kawad(bagai naa rak) . lantas sye punn  teringat napee agak nyee sye benci naa kawad .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satuu . muke itam laaa . . . mcm pakai topeng batman . tapi tutup penoh . (face mask versi hitam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duaa . penat campur sakit kaki akibat hentakan . eshh..esh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tigaa . keje sekola taa terbuat . balek umaah dlm pale otak fikiir naatidoo jee. . . naseb baek siap .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ampaat . ter anggukangguk time cegu ajar  . pastu bukabuku , buatpeta atas meja . maaf ye cegu .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapiiii . . . sye suke /benci  kawad . perasaan itu lebey pade suke laa .kira nyee , 70 peratuss suke (kerjasama yayayayaya) 30 peratuss benci(perangai budakbudak tuu gedik teramat sangat) . pada budakbudakpandu puteri ; sye minta maaf atas perangai jantanjantan kp yg tak tauuu mne letak nyee adab mereka . maaf ye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merepek  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sama &lt;/span&gt;kerepek .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-7717439770741629917?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/7717439770741629917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/umpama-disejat-matahari.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/7717439770741629917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/7717439770741629917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/umpama-disejat-matahari.html' title='umpama disejat matahari .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-5368559354773121098</id><published>2009-02-07T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T01:34:31.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelajaran hari ini ; perpisahan itu menyakitkan .</title><content type='html'>tawaran ke mrsm daa punn kelua . riak gumbira di wajah para temanteman ku jelas ternyata . namun , setiap hati tahu bahwa jiwa itu akan merana rindu . kalbu itu akan sayu . ayat falsafah mane ntah . tibetibe fikir naa berbahas baku . tapi maksud nya dari hati yaaaa . okeoke , ikut cara pka . straight to the titik . pada temanteman yg akan berhijrah , jgn lupe pd kamek . usaha luar biasa , tatapi jgntolak otak smpai ke ujung hingga taa bole pikir . mungkin ayat itu taa bole d fahami sume orang . pahampaham jela .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;untuk mereka .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fadhlin mukhtarah . teman yg d sanjung . cegu math sye . sye tahu cik akan buat yaang tebaek . sila jgn biar diri anda ditolak . yakin untuk segala nya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amalina nur zakri . one of my favourite martians . dictionary tesayang .awk tempat kte berpaut . ibarat kak long kte yg cool gilerr , kte tau antara yang terbaek , awk yg terbaek .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wan farah . comel . kamu d sana jaga diri . blaja lek-lok . keep in touch yea !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alee . sye , kamu kurang kenal . dasar nya muke bole tahan laa . tatapi bagi yang mengenali , tahu betapa beliau sayang pada sahabat . terus menyebarkn propaganda kenakalan mu .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shahrul hanif . name cantek tauu . tapi panggil anip juge . orang tinggi musti tauu jage diri .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adib . sahabat paling rapat anip . walaupun anip g ponteng kelas teachr chelvi , adib taa kan mengikuti nya . bagus adib !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amar aidil . punn name cantek . syazwan pernah panggil kamuu amare .ade orang fikir kamu weird . ade juge panggil playboy . suke mainrupe nye . papee laa .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izzat . ketua kelas . brape taun ha? . fokus pada pelajaran .kamu juge , sye kurang kenal . izzat baek kuuut .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hafiz nazari . juge kurang kenal . sbb kurang ber katakata . senyap .satu petikan berkata ; org yang kurang ber cakap banyak berfikir . jaga diri !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syamil . ko pegi , tinggal nazmi sorang je kwn (lelaki) aku dlm kp .tuu punn kalu dye taa pindah teknik . jaga diri !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p / s : semoga yang bejaya tetap berjaya . pada yg kurang , teruskan usaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merepek &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sama&lt;/span&gt; kerepek .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-5368559354773121098?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/5368559354773121098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/pelajaran-hari-ini-perpisahan-itu.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/5368559354773121098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/5368559354773121098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/pelajaran-hari-ini-perpisahan-itu.html' title='Pelajaran hari ini ; perpisahan itu menyakitkan .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-6762266994620767246</id><published>2009-02-06T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T06:24:09.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>miza ajar saye ..</title><content type='html'>kelmarin . fikir nye .. tika operasi menunggu mobil pulang berjalan . sye punn tnye miza satu solan ngokngek .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcd : yeo miza ..cemane ehh agaknya bile kte da di 'tag' org , kite naa wat ape ?&lt;br /&gt;miza : laa ..(miza punn terangkn d tiap sudut , inci , dan bucu yaaang ade dlm penjelasan&lt;br /&gt;tersebut )&lt;br /&gt;mcd : ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... gitu . ( terasa diri sunggoh ngokngek)&lt;br /&gt;mcd : tenkiu miza . ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini tag pka lepas sye refuse ber&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dozendozen &lt;/span&gt;kali . dah tuu tgk same dengan kak ayesha punyee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sekali jalan&lt;/span&gt; bole ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Apakah benda yang paling penting dalam hidup kamu?&lt;br /&gt;Allah s.w.t. tanpa Nya , sye gundahgulana douh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Apakah benda terakhir yang kamu beli dengan wang sendiri?&lt;br /&gt;air tebu caer n milo ais . rm2 . tamak halobe. mungkin . dahaga sebenar nye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Di manakah tempat impian perkahwinan kamu?&lt;br /&gt;adee solan camni? ntah , masjid fikir nye . ; P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Berapa lama anda rasa hubungan kamu berkekalan?&lt;br /&gt;kita taa bole tahu dan taa kan tahu . terserah . insyaAllah , hingga di tarik nyawa nie .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Adakah anda dilamun cinta?&lt;br /&gt;ha ahh.. cam tautau jee . dengan buku . ;))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Di manakah restoran terakhir kamu makan malam?&lt;br /&gt;kassim mustapha , penang .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Namakan buku terakhir yang kamu beli?&lt;br /&gt;bku nota , then.. reference chemistry n physics .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Apakah nama penuh kamu?&lt;br /&gt;nidurahahs haridan lurun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Kamu lebih senang dengan mak atau ayah?&lt;br /&gt;ibu dan abah . ;)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Namakan seseorang yang kamu ingin jumpa untuk pertama kalinya dalam hidup anda?&lt;br /&gt;wallahualam . sye punn tatau .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Sebutkan 8 nama sahabat yang paling rapat dengan kamu?&lt;br /&gt;1)ibu kuh . slalu kongsi inside jokes in the kitchen . yayayayaya.&lt;br /&gt;2)nur sharina . die naa pindah laa.&lt;br /&gt;3)fadhlin mukhtarah . punn naa pindah .sayuu . ;(&lt;br /&gt;4)nordiyana . org panggil die doremon . sye panggl beliau yana .&lt;br /&gt;5)nur shafiqah azhar . pengetag sye .&lt;br /&gt;6)mira shahirah en nur amalina . two fav martians . ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;7)miza . ko giler hyper . bkn pelik tp unik seyh .&lt;br /&gt;8)bukubuku sye punya .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Adakah kamu mencuci pakaian anda sendiri?&lt;br /&gt;bawe turun . mesen tolong basuh kn . most of it anywy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Tempat yang paling seronok kamu mahu pegi?&lt;br /&gt;tanah haram . kalu adee rezeki ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Pelukan atau ciuman?&lt;br /&gt;peluk cukup .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Butirkan 5 perkara tentang orang yang tag kamu.&lt;br /&gt;1)pemilik kanakkanakmatang.blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;2)hyper giler aktif .&lt;br /&gt;3)genuine&lt;br /&gt;4)santai&lt;br /&gt;5)sayang pd sahabat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. 8 perkara yang amat saya gilai&lt;br /&gt;1)lagak badan kurus . hakikat nye penuh tiap inci . cesss..&lt;br /&gt;2)bce bku readers digest . giler best !&lt;br /&gt;3)pegi ke MPH , borders , kinokuniya dgn ibu . naseb baek sekepale .&lt;br /&gt;4)mengolah bku teks ikut akal sendiwi . wat nota.&lt;br /&gt;5)minum nescafe . tautau tengah blaja . taa elok .&lt;br /&gt;6)sambal belacan ibu . wuwu best nye..&lt;br /&gt;7)ketenangan dlm kelas . Ya Allah .. hectic giler!&lt;br /&gt;8)blaja ckp jawe dengan ibu dengan nenek . pastu lupe balek .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. 8 perkataan yang sering di ucapkan&lt;br /&gt;1)astarghfirullahalazim .&lt;br /&gt;2)bismillahirahmanirrahim .&lt;br /&gt;3)ngokngek&lt;br /&gt;4)sunggoh .&lt;br /&gt;5)what in the world ..&lt;br /&gt;6)buzzbuzz.&lt;br /&gt;7)tatauuu.&lt;br /&gt;8)lagii tatau . oke .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. 8 buah buku yang paling terbaru dibaca&lt;br /&gt;1)biology&lt;br /&gt;2)addmath&lt;br /&gt;3)agama Islam&lt;br /&gt;4)bukit kepong . taa abes lgi ..&lt;br /&gt;5)physics . cool giler psl linear motion .&lt;br /&gt;6)thousand splendid suns -khaled houseini&lt;br /&gt;7)hikayat bidadari syurga .&lt;br /&gt;8)manga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. 8 lagu yang saya boleh dengar berulang kali&lt;br /&gt;1)negaraku .&lt;br /&gt;2)sumaiyyah .melekat hah&lt;br /&gt;3)p. ramlee - hanya dikau , klaka rima nya .&lt;br /&gt;4)everything - michael bulbe(boobley)&lt;br /&gt;5)hikmah kembara - mirwana&lt;br /&gt;6)permataku - mirwana&lt;br /&gt;7)lgu pertemuan fikir nye .&lt;br /&gt;8)picture of you . lagu mr bean .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. 8 perkara yang saya pelajari tahun lalu&lt;br /&gt;1)form 3 is the best year ever .&lt;br /&gt;2)dunia naa terbalek . prumpuan keja laki .taa malu .&lt;br /&gt;3)3 sci 1 (08) menjadi family kedua .&lt;br /&gt;4)jgn basuh kasut time hujan .&lt;br /&gt;5)sye seorang pemalas .&lt;br /&gt;6)jgn banyak mengeluh . ade org laen yg terima lgi mega dugaan dr Nya .&lt;br /&gt;7)kerjasama dengan satu kepala itu seronok .&lt;br /&gt;8)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Mari menge'tag' 8 orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;1) ntah , zuhailee ? &lt;br /&gt;2) sharina . andai bce .&lt;br /&gt;3) adoii . .mcm sume daa buat jee ..&lt;br /&gt;4) taa payah laa eh? eh?&lt;br /&gt;5) sapesape naa wat n sanggup wat .terserah .&lt;br /&gt;8) terus lapan . heeeeeshh . sume naa lapan . satu itu lebih dr cukup .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p / s : rela paksa . i am grumpy whn my big head is heavvy . aplogies ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merepek &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sama &lt;/span&gt;kerepek .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-6762266994620767246?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/6762266994620767246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/miza-ajar-saye.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6762266994620767246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/6762266994620767246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/02/miza-ajar-saye.html' title='miza ajar saye ..'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-3354312002119514114</id><published>2009-01-29T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T02:08:07.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat soreh .</title><content type='html'>berikut adela bendebende yg orangmuda zaman ini amt gemar ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. telefon bimbit (poyopoyo)&lt;br /&gt;2. myspace (batakbatak)&lt;br /&gt;3. kamera DSLR or SLR . watever . sye &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bukan&lt;/span&gt; org kaya .&lt;br /&gt;4. iPod . xkesah mini ke mega .sukesuke laa.&lt;br /&gt;5. motosikal atau lesen nye . tatau nape.&lt;br /&gt;6. laptop sendiwi . showoff.&lt;br /&gt;7. lupe kan myspace dn buke&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; blog&lt;/span&gt; sendiri .&lt;br /&gt;8. beg kale sejenis . mungkin laa. ade patern .&lt;br /&gt;9. beg mcm plastik . pastu xletak bku punn. pembaziran ruang.&lt;br /&gt;10. sye ketandusan idea . adee lagi , tapi lupe deh .ehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merepek  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sama&lt;/span&gt;  kerepek .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-3354312002119514114?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/3354312002119514114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/01/selamat-soreh.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/3354312002119514114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/3354312002119514114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/01/selamat-soreh.html' title='selamat soreh .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-2247543375793731551</id><published>2009-01-17T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T03:50:03.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>honeymoon walk .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/SXHEvvuwuEI/AAAAAAAAABg/G8dNsh4Niws/s1600-h/90328-10~Running-Zebras-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;merentas desa . . iye lh sgt . mule2 tuh lari bagai nk rak . smpai mse nk naek bukit . mule lh tampak ciri sebenor nye . jln terkedek - kedek . mcm le dh lari sejuta batu . macam lh kan . .antara makhluk2 yg berjalan lmbat tuh hamba( buat malu je!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the way nk jln turun bukit (nk ke dahlia pule) alin en yana mule ingkar dgn nasihat hamba yg suruh diorg jln aje . nk di jadikn cerita , alin dan yana tinggalkn hamba (traitor!)so..hamba punn jln la..sorang2 . .adus . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dah tu! nmpk pule amirah shahirah n alimah . mereka berjln lmbat .kate alimah ; dh tiga ta'un kte lari . . xde papee pown . true , sbb lari seminit . . mengah nye lima minit! . mmg dasar diri ni lemah lg malas . bile tnye mne amalina , amirah kate ; amalina dh lme ditched kte(senasib) hamba punn join diorang . kita worang punn mule lh bercakap bende2 yg merapu , mengarut lagi tak berfaedah . lepas check point dua , kami jmpe kak ayesha ! ouh. . jd tenaga bantu rhupe nyee. . uda lepas seemua check point , hamba menyuara kan azam 2010 ! ('09 belum abes lgi!)azam 2010 ; kalu mmg jodoh kte kat sekola nie , kte jd tenaga bantu!!!iyya lah ! mkn punn dpt , kerja nye jd patung cendana ajee . ;PPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pendek cerite , smpai sekola cari air . habes minum pulangkn nombor .tawaf sekola , baru jmpe cegu(kat kantin , duhh..) . tawaf sekola lgi , carri cegu umah ijau (amirah punn nk antar nombr) . penyampaian hadiah .balek . oh yee . . rumah **** menang , lagi . so what ? umah merah dpt nombr  lima tiap ta'un tak batak punn!!! . .wawawah , ayat . . maaf ye . ovr due pulaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hidup orang jawa !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-2247543375793731551?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/2247543375793731551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/01/honeymoon-walk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/2247543375793731551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/2247543375793731551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/01/honeymoon-walk.html' title='honeymoon walk .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108217112947305363.post-1638613792790178481</id><published>2009-01-10T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T07:07:27.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the thought of my beloved friends leaving me , here in smk bbst doesn't bother me, at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;..at first . ive prepared myself at the very beginning ..to be strong , patience , about evrything might not be the same again ..ever .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this morning ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's mesyuarat agung koko ! like always , we were to register ourselves..again , to the society club we chose to enter . yadayadayada . drama , oritary and scrabble club, teachr chelvi said , form 4 students were not to be elected for any post , cause.. we(excluding me) were expected to be shipped off to boarding school early february , dat didn't really gve any effect ..not yet . aftr we went to ''salam'' the teachrs.., teachr chelvi said ''these two(amalina n amirah) i noe , they'r going to leave ths school , ofcourse '' . now dat hit me hard.. hard enough to realize im gonna be alone . dats gonna sucks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as if getting kicked out of ST 1 isn't bad enough??? ''Allah sedang menguji.." dats what ive been telling myself . now , my soul feels like a fragile piece of glass , on the edge of the table , waiting to be dropped . mybe i was just exaggerating . it's not a big deal rite? it's not like they'r going for good . part of me blame myself for not studying harder , and if i just get excellent results like them , dat would increase the precentage to be accepted for boarding school , i wouldn feel so bad about the whole thing . i envy them . i love them . im definiately gonna miss them .. so damn much .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;plus..aftr hearing scarry stories about teachr suraya physics class , about hw she question they'r math and science results , im terrified..really terrified . but .. kak ayesha said ''kalau dpt pn suraya ni best lh''..dats hw she put it , i think . but .. kak ayesha's an amazing person , she knows what she's talking about . mybe dats just hw pn suraya teach . in a very great and cool way in kak ayesha's eyes , in a very cold and suffering way in others . change ur perspective people . like what all the teachrs would say - form 4 syllabus are way, way different frm what we learnt before . so , find a way to deal with it . in a fun fun way . ;))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;p/s ; sorry about the bad vocabulary .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1108217112947305363-1638613792790178481?l=nurulnadirah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/feeds/1638613792790178481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/01/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/1638613792790178481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108217112947305363/posts/default/1638613792790178481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurulnadirah.blogspot.com/2009/01/friends.html' title='friends .'/><author><name>nurul nadirah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Atbhu9wqc8/TG6U0nSmsQI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r8-S7PfpxS4/S220/walk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
