<?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-33570245</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:51:08.248+08:00</updated><category term='18SG'/><category term='moment of vain'/><category term='whining'/><category term='wondering'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='RAGE'/><title type='text'>Less than perfect</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-8767497433790445017</id><published>2009-02-21T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:12:27.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL-Paris-Liverpool-London-Rome-Paris-KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SaAlzvAiXWI/AAAAAAAAARg/ArUcj6brjRM/s1600-h/pol-paris-treated.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305281931764718946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SaAlzvAiXWI/AAAAAAAAARg/ArUcj6brjRM/s320/pol-paris-treated.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soon, the moment will come. Everything is already in place. I’ve bought most of the stuff. Logistic has been confirmed. Itinerary has already been prepared. As for right now, counting days is the only thing to do. Well not really, I still need to exchange currency to Euros and British Pound. There goes my 1 month salary - gone in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 4 days, I’ll be away, far away from my homeland, exploring another part of the world. And last but not least, adding more stamps to my passport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies!&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/33570245-8767497433790445017?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/8767497433790445017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=8767497433790445017&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/8767497433790445017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/8767497433790445017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2009/02/kl-paris-liverpool-london-rome-paris-kl.html' title='KL-Paris-Liverpool-London-Rome-Paris-KL'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SaAlzvAiXWI/AAAAAAAAARg/ArUcj6brjRM/s72-c/pol-paris-treated.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-2132455201038208262</id><published>2009-01-14T23:54:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:48:44.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moment of vain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Questions to ponder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you know-&lt;/strong&gt; Sometimes, the most insignificant matter for us is the most meaningful and valuable thing to others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you know-&lt;/strong&gt; When we think that we were helping someone to solve their problems by giving the best solutions that we can think of, but it turns out, we were just being a good listener. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you know-&lt;/strong&gt; It is not easy to get people to know you as a person you want people to see. Even a person as unique as you, people still does not seem to get you at all. But why do you care much about what other people think? What with the need of being acceptable or understandable? Why not choose to be left alone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you know-&lt;/strong&gt; It is not a sin to think highly about yourself. A guy once asked me, “Have you ever thought yourself pretty, compared to others?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I grinned, bit dumbfounded. He then told me that he think he is - a good looking guy. And the weird thing is, I didn't find him vain or arrogant. Well maybe a little bit vain there. (hoo hoo). Honestly I just thought that he was being himself. Honest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And guess what, since then, he makes me think of myself as a not so bad looking person either. (humble) Haha. Well, hell yeah I am quite nice looking person compared to few other people out there! ROFL &lt;em&gt;(Gosh.. so vain...)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The point is, sometimes it is the way you convey thing that’s makes other people understand on what you were trying to put across. Don’t you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So keep on trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There is no failure except in no longer trying"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-2132455201038208262?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/2132455201038208262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=2132455201038208262&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/2132455201038208262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/2132455201038208262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2009/01/questions.html' title='Questions to ponder'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-5799879757746372118</id><published>2008-12-24T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:47:51.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wondering'/><title type='text'>How I wish..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How I wish I can go away for a moment. Away from everything, away from all the responsibilities, away from friends and families, whom I hardly meet and away from all the mess I’ve created.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I can be in some other places-foreign countries, experiencing new culture, meeting new people, creating new problems, and just being happily lost in translation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I don’t have to think about money for one second and just being comfy and secured with what I currently have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-5799879757746372118?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/5799879757746372118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=5799879757746372118&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/5799879757746372118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/5799879757746372118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-i-wish.html' title='How I wish..'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-491961434563808017</id><published>2008-12-20T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T00:31:48.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whining'/><title type='text'>Finding a peace of mind</title><content type='html'>I’m getting tired and tired everyday. I’m tired of working. I’m tired of my boss, tired of all the bloody restrictions he made me adhered to and tired of blaming him and other people of my boredom and weariness. I’m friggin' exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me that it’s just the year end effect that made me feel this way. Probably she’s right. Or maybe it’s time for me to move on again. But I’m sick of finding a new job, sick of adapting to new environment and sick of trying to blend in. I'm sick of everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need a peace of mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-491961434563808017?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/491961434563808017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=491961434563808017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/491961434563808017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/491961434563808017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2008/12/finding-peace-of-mind.html' title='Finding a peace of mind'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-3403501910820022077</id><published>2008-04-24T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:33:52.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Connected to the outside world again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There are so much things to tell and so many things to do. Life had been rather chaotic at the moment. I am struggling hard to finish up with my work within a month and planning my wedding at the same time. My checklist seems to be less and less each day, well that is a good thing.  But still the work is never ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last I managed to connect to the world after working hours, whereby I’ve subscribed to u-mobile broadband. I never heard of them before, not until I went to the PC Fair early this month. It only cost me about RM50 for activation fee and RM78 for the monthly installment. It has been 2 weeks and the line seems good. There’re ups and down on the speed, but at least I managed to download few songs already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I have accepted quite a good offer from a multinational company located in Kuala Lumpur, to manage their marketing unit. Actually I will only be managing myself and a clerk. So it’s nothing much to boast about, but still, the salary packages is satisfying for me. I will be updating on that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for right now, I need to go to bed. This internet-from-home thingy has been quite addictive. Oh btw did I tell you that I went to Celine Dion's concert. So unlike me, but I like I like. Very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Geez. Ciou.&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/33570245-3403501910820022077?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/3403501910820022077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=3403501910820022077&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/3403501910820022077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/3403501910820022077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2008/04/connected-to-outside-world-again.html' title='Connected to the outside world again.'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-3934042710447876834</id><published>2008-02-18T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:46:01.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unleash the Java Geek in You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The company that I'm attached with is currently organizing a Java Programming Contest. Open to 3rd and Final Year Degree students only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Prizes ranging from cash, electronic devices- PSP, Smartphone, Camera etc. Outstanding participants will be given job offers as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Please spread the words!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tmsasia.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168236913930919522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/R7lEFznp3mI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lv66-M70hew/s320/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-3934042710447876834?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/3934042710447876834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=3934042710447876834&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/3934042710447876834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/3934042710447876834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2008/02/unleash-java-geek-in-you.html' title='Unleash the Java Geek in You!'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/R7lEFznp3mI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lv66-M70hew/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-8998793674807420769</id><published>2008-01-25T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T12:11:16.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RAGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18SG'/><title type='text'>OMG ITS THE BLOODY MORON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG! Why so-called VIP can be so bloody mean and stuck up all the time? Who the hell you think you are? Do you think you are God or something? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If we gave you something nice, can’t you just shut your mouth and accept it nicely and say bloody thank you! Instead of having you yelling at us about not sending the gift to the correct address and with a wrong company name! We asked your stupid staff and they gave us the bloody company name and address you idiot. For god sake, we gave you a thousand dollar gift you unreasonable fucking moron!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Didn’t you know that you look like a huge pig! And guess what you are indeed a pig with fucking big asshole! Stupid bastard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate doing business with ASSHOLES. &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/33570245-8998793674807420769?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/8998793674807420769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=8998793674807420769&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/8998793674807420769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/8998793674807420769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2008/01/omg-its-bloody-moron.html' title='OMG ITS THE BLOODY MORON'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-7265499712140411343</id><published>2008-01-24T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T18:51:38.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rather depressing news to all fans of actor Brad Renfro and Heath Ledger this month. Coincidentally, both of the actors Brad, 25 and Heath, 28 were pronounced dead at their apartments in the month of January 2008. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Brad, a former child actor from movie The Client, was found dead on January 15th and Heath Ledger, talented actor from the movie "Knights Tale" &amp;amp; "Brokeback Mountain" died a week later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Brad died due to drug abused. However Heath’s cause of death is yet to be known but there was speculation that it could also be a case of an accidental drug overdose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wasn’t a fan of both actors but I do love some of their movies. I wasn't suprised with Brad's death but I have never imagined Heath to die as a junkie. Not a good memory to leave behind. Well, thats reality. It sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rest in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/R5hANwfyMjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/aCwc0b0p8eM/s1600-h/heath.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158943978253595186" style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" height="203" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/R5hANwfyMjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/aCwc0b0p8eM/s200/heath.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heath Ledger&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(1979-2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/R5hECQfyMkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/9EkhoNX5Zko/s1600-h/brad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158948178731610690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/R5hECQfyMkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/9EkhoNX5Zko/s200/brad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Brad Renfro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(1982-2008) &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/33570245-7265499712140411343?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/7265499712140411343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=7265499712140411343&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/7265499712140411343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/7265499712140411343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2008/01/rest-in-peace.html' title='Rest in Peace'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/R5hANwfyMjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/aCwc0b0p8eM/s72-c/heath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-2500436375362538406</id><published>2008-01-24T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T14:00:35.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another opportunity is about to come. It will be the opportunity of a lifetime. It will definitely change my life in terms of career path, financially and also socially. I get to travel and meet new people, expanding my horizon to the world out there. I’m kinda excited! And a bit scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It is not final yet. They might change their mind. I might change my mind. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We’ll wait and see.&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/33570245-2500436375362538406?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/2500436375362538406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=2500436375362538406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/2500436375362538406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/2500436375362538406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-hope.html' title='A New Hope'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-1526348321732943245</id><published>2007-11-22T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:16:58.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manipulative</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;How someone you know dearly suddenly could turn out to be a manipulative stranger? Being a close friend to get to you emotionally yet they happen to be some kind of an impostor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They claimed they would separate one personal issue from the other, then manipulated us to pour our heart away. But in the end, with the secret lay in their hands, they used it against you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having realized these, we started holding back, tried our best to keep our distance, but we then were accused of being cold. Alas, they found a way to make us feel guilty; we then foolishly, give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we tried to defend ourselves or say something in contradiction to their words, they started being frantic. In order to get back in control, they begin using their high ranking position and tried to make us yield back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you be your dear self in front of someone so deceitful? How can we deal with this kind of people? What kind are they anyways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of people has an overpowering aura. They can use back what we may have said or did, against us. A slap in a face. They do certainly have something to say to end the conversation with victory on their side. The battle is theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a fascinating creature! I am truly amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-1526348321732943245?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/1526348321732943245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=1526348321732943245&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/1526348321732943245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/1526348321732943245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/11/manipulative.html' title='Manipulative'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-1569791800616562119</id><published>2007-11-22T14:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:04:55.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m not myself today. My thoughts kept furthering away from reality. I really don’t know what is happening to me. I felt listless. I want to have more in life. I missed the good old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not even sure whether I want to get married. Am I getting cold feet? Or I just want run away from a complicated life that I’m going to enter into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t know.&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/33570245-1569791800616562119?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/1569791800616562119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=1569791800616562119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/1569791800616562119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/1569791800616562119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/11/cold-feet.html' title='Cold Feet'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-9204057962269115954</id><published>2007-10-09T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T11:31:27.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The end of Ramadhan is just around the corner.  Tomorrow night, I'll be driving back to my JB with my 2 sisters. To be honest, I'm not looking forward to Hari Raya. I'm just glad that I'll be on leave for almost a week. Gosh I'm aging!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like to wish all my friends Salam Aidilfitri and maaf zahir batin. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a joyous Hari Raya holiday! &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/33570245-9204057962269115954?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/9204057962269115954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=9204057962269115954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/9204057962269115954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/9204057962269115954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/10/salam-aidilfitri.html' title='Salam Aidilfitri'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-3905436202912617327</id><published>2007-10-01T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T14:19:57.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends' Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last weekend, my sister and I went shopping for baju raya and stuff. We went to Jalan TAR. Damn it was so jam but we were too lazy to take the train. Despites the heavy traffic and inconsiderate idiots’ drivers around the city, we managed to find a car park next to Semua House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate going to Jalan TAR area at this time of the month. Most of Malaysians are doing their ‘raya’ shopping at the same day that I do. There were hundreds or maybe even thousands of shoppers with all kind of smells and perfumes. There was this lady who kept holding my waist for support. I tried to let go of myself from her hands. Gosh, what was she thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thanks to my grandfather's gene, I'm quite tall to breath easily but poor my sister who inherited my dad's gene. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we managed to find ‘kebaya labuh’ for our little sister and ‘kebaya nyonya’ for myself. I'm not very fond of the color of my ‘kebaya nyonya’. It's almost bright blue but well, I can live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished shopping at 6.30 pm, well not really, because my sister hasn’t found her baju raya yet. But we wanted to go to Saloma Bistro before the break fast time. So we rushed over to Saloma Bistro and luckily, the traffic wasn't so bad. We reached the place within 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we chose the buffet package without the cultural show, they gave us a table outdoor seating area. No air conditioner but its still cozy. Later, we found ourselves fully indulged with most of the foods served till we can hardly move. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Overall, we like the food but I think the ambience is more suitable for family gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTMgFFDCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/TFeubSdLvSw/s1600-h/drinks.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116251019671833634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTMgFFDCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/TFeubSdLvSw/s320/drinks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Air Tebu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTYgFFDEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Jm_M83MwR38/s1600-h/kurma.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116251225830263874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTYgFFDEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Jm_M83MwR38/s320/kurma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTfwFFDFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/8xNYF2tvRbE/s1600-h/me.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116251350384315474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTfwFFDFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/8xNYF2tvRbE/s320/me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kurma in a box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCUGgFFDLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/U--2CRclHgw/s1600-h/satay.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116252016104246450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCUGgFFDLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/U--2CRclHgw/s320/satay.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCS_wFFDAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Q9SC-1MBGa0/s1600-h/bubur+lambuk.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116250800628501506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCS_wFFDAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Q9SC-1MBGa0/s320/bubur+lambuk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Satay and Bubur Lambuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTmgFFDGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Wduf8lmLaII/s1600-h/meehoon+soup.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116251466348432482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTmgFFDGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Wduf8lmLaII/s320/meehoon+soup.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTsQFFDHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-ncK8xq4-eU/s1600-h/mushroom+soup.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116251565132680306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTsQFFDHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-ncK8xq4-eU/s320/mushroom+soup.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Side dishes - Mee Hoon Soup and Cream of Mushroom Soup (I love both)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTxwFFDII/AAAAAAAAAG0/jXtro-KylX4/s1600-h/my+plate.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116251659621960834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTxwFFDII/AAAAAAAAAG0/jXtro-KylX4/s320/my+plate.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCUMQFFDMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/WyWxto3wmoQ/s1600-h/sheme%27s+plate.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116252114888494274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCUMQFFDMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/WyWxto3wmoQ/s320/sheme%27s+plate.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Main course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTFwFFDBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/eftc8bFcXUY/s1600-h/dessert.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116250903707716626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTFwFFDBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/eftc8bFcXUY/s320/dessert.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCT2gFFDJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/UGmc8XFFaOA/s1600-h/pengat.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116251741226339474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCT2gFFDJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/UGmc8XFFaOA/s320/pengat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Desserts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTSgFFDDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ovJ-nn3dHgA/s1600-h/fruits.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116251122751048754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTSgFFDDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ovJ-nn3dHgA/s320/fruits.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCT9AFFDKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5v-QFMiX1P4/s1600-h/rojak+buah.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116251852895489186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCT9AFFDKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5v-QFMiX1P4/s320/rojak+buah.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fruits and Rojak Buah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCUbQFFDNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-a3FZjX9Hx4/s1600-h/bil.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116252372586532050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCUbQFFDNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-a3FZjX9Hx4/s320/bil.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bill is.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Btw, my sister managed to find her baju raya in Giant Kelana Jaya. We went there right after the break fast and she is satisfied. Good for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/33570245-3905436202912617327?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/3905436202912617327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=3905436202912617327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/3905436202912617327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/3905436202912617327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/10/shopping.html' title='Weekends&apos; Outing'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RwCTMgFFDCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/TFeubSdLvSw/s72-c/drinks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-8257820136789709676</id><published>2007-09-28T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T17:31:40.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Buffet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This fasting month, my fiance and I has this one routine, having our break fast together twice a week. We would like to try nice food and buffets this month. Fuiyoo kopak duit. hehehe. I thought you can save money during fasting month. Wrong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the organizer of any formal or informal events, (rolling my eyes) I went to search for the nicest break fast buffets that any place can offers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rvy__QFFC_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/1Ma-eZ3Gw_g/s1600-h/intekma"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115174370154974194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rvy__QFFC_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/1Ma-eZ3Gw_g/s320/intekma" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our first Ramadhan buffet was in Intekma Shah Alam next to UiTM campus. The buffet lines was at the swimming pool area. A guest entertainer, probably Intekma's staff is there performing the latest local songs for you. They even have song dedications. Hehe. We felt like we are still in school. *giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;With RM35.00++ per person, they served you variety of malay cuisines, from murtabak, fried mee, char kuay teow, bubur lambuk, nasi putih, chicken rendang, gulai masak lemak and ulam2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We went on Tuesday, so their special dishes was 'nasi kebuli' and 'ayam asam pedas'. I have never heard of both meals. Nasi kebuli was okay, tasted like nasi minyak. So nothing new or impressive but I didn't like the 'ayam asam pedas'. Quite bland. My asam pedas was better. *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They also served raya cookies for desserts besides cakes, puddings and local traditional kuih. I love their bubur lambuk, rojak buah and fried mee. If you are looking for traditional malay dishes with a reasonable price, this place is worth a try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, I didn't bring my camera at that time, so there're no photos to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday we were thinking of having a different menu for our break fast. So we went to this new place called Pizza vs Satay in USJ 9. I searched on the internet about it and the review was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They served western and local cuisines. Their specialities is off course (obviously by their restaurant's name) the pizza and satay. And I admit, the pizza is very nicely done, thin crust, hot-from-oven pizza is definitely my favorite. Their satay is okay, but not so much on the sambal kacang. A bit salty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It is quite nice for a change in tastebuds for break fast. Tired of the normal break fast's meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We also tried their nasi lemak yesterday. OMG the nasi lemak was yummy and so was the sambal. But it was too damn hot for me and my fiance definitely cannot tahan the pedas. "sampai kepala" he said. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But overall, no complaints from me nor my fiance. We love the food and the price too. With 29.90++ per person you can have variety range of western dishes such as pizza, mushroom soup, pastas, mashed potatoes and grilled chicken. Not forgotten they also served their specialities- satay, nasi lemak with the spicy sambal and chicken rendang and last but not least fried mee hoon. I love their dessert as well - bubur pulut hitam, cakes and their puddings was very nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are some of the photos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rvy7ggFFC4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/1R0RKeUEIcM/s1600-h/pizza_vs_satay.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115169443827485570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rvy7ggFFC4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/1R0RKeUEIcM/s320/pizza_vs_satay.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvyRWwFFC3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/cSFctD8uQ1w/s1600-h/DSC00895.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115123096835394418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvyRWwFFC3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/cSFctD8uQ1w/s320/DSC00895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rvy8DwFFC5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/lV20lHgT0yI/s1600-h/buffet2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115170049417874322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rvy8DwFFC5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/lV20lHgT0yI/s320/buffet2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Among the western dishes on our table &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rvy8UQFFC6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/byoomuC8lv4/s1600-h/buffet3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115170332885715874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rvy8UQFFC6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/byoomuC8lv4/s320/buffet3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rvy8bgFFC7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/HJ4SIKIXOp8/s1600-h/buffet4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115170457439767474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rvy8bgFFC7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/HJ4SIKIXOp8/s320/buffet4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desserts and their nasi lemak with spicy sambal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(They used dried chillies for the sambal, no wonder it was super duper hot!) Thumbs up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rvy8nAFFC9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/J1B8yRf2tFc/s1600-h/buffet6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115170655008263122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rvy8nAFFC9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/J1B8yRf2tFc/s320/buffet6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bubur pulut hitam. Yummy, loved this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rvy8hgFFC8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/AdzBsQ4QHWA/s1600-h/buffet5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115170560518982594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rvy8hgFFC8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/AdzBsQ4QHWA/s320/buffet5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I fully recommend this place! Have a nice meal guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My next stop will be Saloma Bistro and Ikea's Ramadhan Buffet. Will update soon. 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This year, we went to Krabi, Thailand for 4 days and 3 nights. Beautiful place and friendly people! That is their tagline. Krabi is famous with their white sandy beaches, small islands and limestone. With 60% of Muslim population, we didn’t have much problem in finding ‘halal’ foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Krabi at 10.30 am about 11.30 am Malaysian time. Our tummy had started growling, so the tour guide took us straight to have lunch at the local restaurant. It’s more like a ‘warung’ though. They served duck noodles and seafood fried rice. Well the duck food it’s not halal, so all the Muslim (3 of us) took the seafood fried rice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since the check-in time is at 3.00pm, the tour guide then took us to visit the “Tiger Cave Temple” I wasn’t sure about the rules for Muslim entering temples. My intention is just to take photos, so I guess, should be all right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHe0dc4yxI/AAAAAAAAACs/U47QSmET1vM/s1600-h/Tiger+Cave+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112112044882578194" style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="223" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHe0dc4yxI/AAAAAAAAACs/U47QSmET1vM/s320/Tiger+Cave+1.JPG" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHepdc4ywI/AAAAAAAAACk/5l_Op8HODQA/s1600-h/tiger+cave+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112111855904017154" style="WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" height="224" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHepdc4ywI/AAAAAAAAACk/5l_Op8HODQA/s320/tiger+cave+2.JPG" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tiger Cave&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After 30 minutes at the temple, we then went to Krabi town to do early shopping. The bus brought us to “Vogue Supermarket”. I didn’t buy much except for “Dairy Queen Oreo Blizzard”. You can’t resist having a cold ice cream in the hot weather. The small blizzard cost me about 190 baht (~RM1.90). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHfYdc4yyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xMsTONjLZMc/s1600-h/DQ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112112663357868834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHfYdc4yyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xMsTONjLZMc/s320/DQ.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHfe9c4yzI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-H2EWHguldw/s1600-h/porn+beaute.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112112775027018546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHfe9c4yzI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-H2EWHguldw/s320/porn+beaute.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmmm.. I love Dairy Queen. Btw saw this beauty shop on my way to the market.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Porn De Beaute? WTH??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to the nearest fruit market and bought sweet Thai dokong. The dokong is quite big compared to Malaysian’s and cost only 250 baht per kilo for dokong (~RM2.50). Cheap huh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus then took us to few souvenir shops, which was quite pricey. We managed to window-shop only. I really cannot ‘tahan’ the weather. Damn hot! I rather sit in the bus with full blast air-conditioner on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We reached Ao Nang Bay Resort and Spa at about 3.30pm. Settled ourselves in the room, had a cold shower and 45 minutes nap, we then went to have our dinner at a famous local restaurant. They served Thai cuisine. We make a stop at a local snack and souvenir shop on the way to the restaurant. I bought few sweet Thai snacks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The dinner was superb. We had steam fragrant rice, tom yam goong, deep fried fish with thai sauce, green curry, mango salad (kerabu mangga), crab meat with curry sauce, stir fried veggie and local Thai delicacies for dessert. It was so fulfilling till can hardly walk. I’m not kidding! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The next morning, we went for a boat trip to 4 Islands: Raylay Beach – sightseeing and rock climbing, Chicken Island – snorkeling, Tup Island – picnic lunch and swimming and Poda Island – swimming and resting. It was fun and extremely hot. Instead of sunbathing, I showered myself with sunblock lotion. *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHhatc4y1I/AAAAAAAAADM/KNcEHNJ44-E/s1600-h/boat+trip+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112114901035830098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHhatc4y1I/AAAAAAAAADM/KNcEHNJ44-E/s320/boat+trip+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHhh9c4y2I/AAAAAAAAADU/HBTT2eZ3VmI/s1600-h/boat+trip+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112115025589881698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHhh9c4y2I/AAAAAAAAADU/HBTT2eZ3VmI/s320/boat+trip+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On the boat to Raylay Beach. That 'thing' is part of a ceremony for a goddess @ Raylay Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHh6tc4y4I/AAAAAAAAADk/5_fI3qt_yGA/s1600-h/snorkel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112115450791644034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHh6tc4y4I/AAAAAAAAADk/5_fI3qt_yGA/s320/snorkel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHh_dc4y5I/AAAAAAAAADs/-SbmAJKHKeU/s1600-h/snorkel+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112115532396022674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHh_dc4y5I/AAAAAAAAADs/-SbmAJKHKeU/s320/snorkel+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Snorkeling @ Chicken Island A friend took the marching fish using her water proof camera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHhr9c4y3I/AAAAAAAAADc/jSAESDA4Fvs/s1600-h/rock+climb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112115197388573554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHhr9c4y3I/AAAAAAAAADc/jSAESDA4Fvs/s320/rock+climb.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ang-moh having a hard time doing the rock-climbing @ Railay Beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the third day, we rented a jeep, a very tiny jeep to go sightseeing. I do not know how Thais can actually squeeze 6 people in that jeep. Our legs and back went numb just after half an hour journey! But for 900 baht and since it’s the only vehicle left to be rented, we just go on with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHnkdc4y6I/AAAAAAAAAD0/-OkctGrhI-U/s1600-h/jeeo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112121665609321378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHnkdc4y6I/AAAAAAAAAD0/-OkctGrhI-U/s320/jeeo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHn5tc4y8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BgXdvFnTExY/s1600-h/signage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112122030681541570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHn5tc4y8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/BgXdvFnTExY/s320/signage.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pity our friends had to squeeze at the back of the jeep for the entire day. And the weather was hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;With a not very friendly map and confusing signboards, we managed to get to the first stop, which is Gastropod Fossil. It is a shell cemetery beach. I’m not sure why it was called that way. We couldn’t get in to the beach; well honestly we don’t want to waste our 200 baht to pay the entrance fee. Ridiculous! They do sell a lot of shell-made souvenirs. I spent my money on the souvenirs instead. I even bought myself a chime made from shell. Kinda nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHnsdc4y7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/H-PCt1Y7Izw/s1600-h/gastropod+fossil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112121803048274866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHnsdc4y7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/H-PCt1Y7Izw/s320/gastropod+fossil.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Scenery from the shell cemetery beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After sightseeing and had our ice-cream at the shell beach, we continued our journey to the next province to visit Emerald Pond and Hot Spring. The journey took about an hour. We stop at the town to have lunch. After having my ‘phad thai’, we went straight to Emerald Pond. It is a crystal clear small lake in the midst of a jungle about 20-30 minutes walking distance, but it worth a sweat. The water was refreshing and cooling. We enjoyed ourselves very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHoBdc4y9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/VY_hyctPeSw/s1600-h/emerald+pond.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112122163825527762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHoBdc4y9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/VY_hyctPeSw/s320/emerald+pond.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Swimming at the Emerald pond. Crystal clear water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, we went to Hot Spring about 5 minutes drive from the Emerald Pond. You can even feel the heat from miles away. We tried to jump to the hot spring, but it was too hot. We then realized that we need to dip our body slowly in the warm-hot water. After that it was heaven! A good therapy indeed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHoOtc4y-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/6cMcJcBZQh8/s1600-h/hot+spring.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112122391458794466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHoOtc4y-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/6cMcJcBZQh8/s320/hot+spring.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHofNc4zAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LSNPwCnBYJo/s1600-h/hot+spring+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112122674926636034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHofNc4zAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LSNPwCnBYJo/s320/hot+spring+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHoXNc4y_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/hwQ9AWK5pW4/s1600-h/hot+spring+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112122537487682546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHoXNc4y_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/hwQ9AWK5pW4/s320/hot+spring+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mineral content of the hot spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The rest of the day ended up with shop and a good massage. We went to a place called “Palm Tree Massage” which offered 300 baht ~ RM30.00 for an hour of aromatherapy massage. It was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The next morning, we flew back to Malaysia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kinda miss Krabi now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-5569638922660576954?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/5569638922660576954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=5569638922660576954&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/5569638922660576954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/5569638922660576954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/09/exotic-krabi-thailand.html' title='The Exotic Krabi, Thailand'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RvHe0dc4yxI/AAAAAAAAACs/U47QSmET1vM/s72-c/Tiger+Cave+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-2365998348524802612</id><published>2007-09-19T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T13:15:24.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My deepest condolences to my friend, Mieza and family for their loss. Her mother passed away on 1 Ramadhan 1428H. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Al-Fatihah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-2365998348524802612?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/2365998348524802612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=2365998348524802612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/2365998348524802612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/2365998348524802612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/09/loss.html' title='Loss'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-7353454965568429413</id><published>2007-09-13T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T11:03:45.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like to wish all my Muslim friends - Happy Fasting! May you have a wonderful and peaceful Ramadhan this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jangan puasa yang yok dah lah. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Btw, I just got back from Krabi Thailand. Will post some photos soon.&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/33570245-7353454965568429413?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/7353454965568429413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=7353454965568429413&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/7353454965568429413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/7353454965568429413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-fasting.html' title='Happy Fasting'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-1248126241377667329</id><published>2007-09-05T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:49:00.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Iman Umar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like to congratulate my good friend Ckin for her newborn. Baby Iman Umar was born on Aug 26th, 2007. Mommy is doing fine and hopefully getting better each day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel very happy for Ckin. With her wonderful hubby and new love of her life, little baby Iman, she's living a good life now. A happier life. Alhamdulillah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Iman is like a magnet. So geram!! I feel attracted to him and very touched by him. Not in a wrong way ok! lol. I just so want a baby rite now. But can I skip the labour part? huhuhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are few of his photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106613204127048066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rt5VpzVP4YI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5MIRYjd0mGk/s320/DSC00739.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106621957270397330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rt5dnTVP4ZI/AAAAAAAAACE/FD3yuMwsU0w/s320/DSC00737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106610824715166066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rt5TfTVP4XI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LXknfiqoiG0/s320/DSC00738.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We tried our best to wake him up. But he "tak layan". Sleepyhead Iman! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-1248126241377667329?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/1248126241377667329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=1248126241377667329&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/1248126241377667329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/1248126241377667329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/09/baby-iman-umar.html' title='Baby Iman Umar'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/Rt5VpzVP4YI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5MIRYjd0mGk/s72-c/DSC00739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-1924524416595098256</id><published>2007-08-16T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T14:49:23.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Engagement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099169025075700002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RsPjNjVP4SI/AAAAAAAAABM/Sb8NoI6n3-I/s320/blog9.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with my niece - Putri Balqis Afiqa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RsPmmDVP4TI/AAAAAAAAABU/uhWmWp9lEWY/s1600-h/blog10.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099172744517378354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RsPmmDVP4TI/AAAAAAAAABU/uhWmWp9lEWY/s320/blog10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Was eavesdropping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RsPjBjVP4RI/AAAAAAAAABE/c8sTfvSuCkQ/s1600-h/blog6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099168818917269778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RsPjBjVP4RI/AAAAAAAAABE/c8sTfvSuCkQ/s320/blog6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; With my brother and sisters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099167891204333794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="256" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RsPiLjVP4OI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3lPxIbNtPiQ/s320/blog5.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With my elder brother's family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099168612758839554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RsPi1jVP4QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/JEPbPHAKDlQ/s320/blog7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With Kak Lin's family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099180965084782930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RsPuEjVP4VI/AAAAAAAAABk/yGNnR32ABPY/s320/blog+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hantaran (Bride)- Ckin's creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099167418757931218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RsPhwDVP4NI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6U9spriCwOY/s320/blog4.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hantaran (Groom) - elly's creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&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/33570245-1924524416595098256?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/1924524416595098256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=1924524416595098256&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/1924524416595098256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/1924524416595098256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/08/engagement.html' title='The Engagement'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/RsPjNjVP4SI/AAAAAAAAABM/Sb8NoI6n3-I/s72-c/blog9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-7365238447512342979</id><published>2007-08-16T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T14:14:51.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey, sorry for not updating my blog. These past few months had been the most hectic months for me. Two colleagues were on maternity leave, moving to the temporary office in Sri Hartamas and also I had to manage two events in a row all by myself. But lucky for me, I have a part time staff to help out and she had been a wonderful assistant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now things are getting better, everything runs quite smoothly despite of few hurdles. My two colleagues just got back from their long leave, with babies in mind every minute. Poor the two mommies! Our events also just ended and it was successfully organized. The turnouts were good. Thank you to all the help given from my helpful colleagues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Monday, we moved back to our renovated office. The shifting period was pain in the ass but we survived. At last we are sitting in a beautiful office with a good Fengshui. I hope the Fengshui really works and we will get a good amount of bonus this month, with all the shifting, traveling etc, damn we need the money! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;One more thing, I had been zipping my mouth about this one huge thing in my life. The engagement! I am truly sorry about it. My apologies go especially to Sue and Nic. I am truly sorry for not telling you girls. These past few weeks was the most hectic and stressful weeks for me. I had to take care of both families’ feelings, mine and his, even though his family despises me, still. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Due to unforeseen circumstances, we had to postpone our engagement from July 28 to August 11 and finally to August 12. It was such a disappointment at first, but then it all came to my senses; there are good reasons behind all these obstacles. “Ada hikmah di sebalik” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The ceremony went quite well, despites all the delay – my fiancé had a car trouble, my dad was impatience and poor Izham, had to wait all day and tried his best to squeeze in for good shots in my small room. I can’t wait to see the outcomes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything was good. Thank you to my family, for supporting me emotionally and physically, especially Syimi. Special thanks to Ckin for sponsoring the chocolates and preparing my lovely “hantaran”; and Izham for being the wonderful photographer despites of my blurriness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks a bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-7365238447512342979?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/7365238447512342979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=7365238447512342979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/7365238447512342979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/7365238447512342979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/08/updates.html' title='The Updates'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-4971768598233361096</id><published>2007-06-22T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T10:43:47.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the "Idiots’ Driver’s Day"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This past 2 days had been the "idiots’ driver’s days". My statistic research is telling me that almost 90% of drivers were being remarkably idiotic, inconsiderate son of a bi**h and f***kingly blind. Those bast**ds seemed to somehow either had just passed their f**king driving license or do not have any license at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish those bast**ds will die horribly and rot in hell! &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;br /&gt;Inhale......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhale….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inhale……………&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhale…………...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Inhale……………………..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relieving Exhale………………..&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;br /&gt;Felt good. Finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-4971768598233361096?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/4971768598233361096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=4971768598233361096&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/4971768598233361096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/4971768598233361096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-with-idiots-drivers-day.html' title='The one with the &quot;Idiots’ Driver’s Day&quot;'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-1629956178826213882</id><published>2007-05-30T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T10:56:10.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one with the massage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m getting busy and busier. My department is doing some renovation starting next week. Temporarily, we have to move to our partners’ office in Plaza Damas for about a month or two. At this time, my colleagues and I are busy packing up our stuff to bring to the new office. I have to pack files and other personal things for my other two colleagues who are on maternity leave and not to forget thousands of marketing collaterals. Urrghh tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I managed to packed few stuff and dump it to the server room. I was relieved when I realized how few things left need to be packed but at the same time, I realized that my back hurts badly. I guess it’s due to the lifting of those heavy boxes. I’m a superwoman kan! I was too proud to ask for help kot. Well to be honest, whenever I tried to ask men to help me carry all those heavy boxes and then they gave me a look. The “she’s so weak” look! Sometimes it will be the “Hey I’m busy” look. I hate that. At the end, it will be my lovely self who carrying the boxes. But most of the time, they will help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my back aching badly (damn I feel old), I desperately need a massage. After work I went straight to the massage parlor nearby my office and chose a Thai Massage for the treatment. The Thai masseuse hardly speaks English. The only words she knows are “lie down”, “oil massage”, “Thai massage”, “tea” “pain” and “thank you”. But it doesn’t matter, she was good. It was painfully good. A bit painful but overall, my body felt lighter after the session. The only annoying thing was the next door customer, a man, who kept burping and farting through out his session. He was so loud. Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it was, I think I need another one. But RM60 per hour is a bit expensive for me, even though it was good. I think I’ll go for the early bird package which is RM78 for 2 hours. Maybe next month!&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/33570245-1629956178826213882?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/1629956178826213882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=1629956178826213882&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/1629956178826213882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/1629956178826213882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-with-massage.html' title='The one with the massage'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-1456495123375249507</id><published>2007-05-25T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T13:21:03.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One with the Blacked-Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Didn’t I tell you that I passed out at home last month? It was horrible. I was so-called “blind” for a moment. I sat at the toilet for hours and moaning in pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s all started with the pricking pain inside my tummy. I thought I need to go to the toilet and so I did. As I sat on the toilet bowl, the pricking pain traveled fast to my head making me giddy and a bit nauseous. I thought it was because of the rush of blood to my head, but the grogginess was painful and continuously. All of a sudden I couldn’t see a thing. All my surroundings turned green. I was panicked. The pricking pain in my tummy was still there and my head spinning crazily. I felt like throwing up but it did not come out somehow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The headache became worse by seconds. I tried to lean myself against the wall to stop the pain in my body. I struggled to put my head in between my legs but the piercing pain, the headaches, nausea and the blindness were still there. I can’t even hear myself crying out loud, but I was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I know that I had to do something to stop the pain. I forced myself towards the shower and turned it on to the maximum pressure. I set myself on the bathroom floor, sitting under the shower and groaned in pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As the drops of water fell on my head, I was shivering. The water didn’t stop the headache. I was weeping under the shower, hoping the pain will stop. After a few minute, I started to notice the surroundings became much clearer and clearer. The coolness of the water didn’t do much pain anymore, it had eased the lightheaded that I had, but the drowsiness didn’t end there. In my head, I just wanted to go back to bed. So I grabbed my towel and wrapped myself into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body felt very warm as I crawled myself into bed. I sent a text message to my boyfriend and cried myself back to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I did have a light fever and my body felt very weak and drained afterwards. I didn’t go to the doctor though. My only doctor was the two tablets of “Panadol Actifast”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That was the second time I passed out in my entire life.&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/33570245-1456495123375249507?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/1456495123375249507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=1456495123375249507&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/1456495123375249507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/1456495123375249507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-with-blacked-out.html' title='The One with the Blacked-Out'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-3782940353994829493</id><published>2007-05-25T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T13:12:24.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One with the Tax</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;27 April 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I did my first tax today. I felt so stupid. At this age, doing my first tax payment and it was such a headache too. But with helps from my colleagues, I did complete the form within an hour. I went to LHDN in Kelana Jaya, parked my car at the stadium and went through the busy crowd to submit my form. It was packed with the last-minute tax payers who struggled to complete their submission. Just like myself. And at last I did it! My first tax submission! Am a big girl already! *grin*&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/33570245-3782940353994829493?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/3782940353994829493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=3782940353994829493&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/3782940353994829493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/3782940353994829493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-with-tax.html' title='The One with the Tax'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-9197740291963407577</id><published>2007-05-24T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T17:54:28.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The facelift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am so bored today. My other teammates are on maternity leave. I have no one to gossip with, and the work is piling up. BORING! *yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was bored with everything. Even my blog was such a bore stiff. Well, I’m giving my blog a facelift anyway. It’s just a minor facelift to give it a fresh look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will post new chronicles soon. I had everything jotted down in my laptop. I will publish it online tomorrow. Now let me continue with my surgical procedure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-9197740291963407577?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/9197740291963407577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=9197740291963407577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/9197740291963407577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/9197740291963407577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/05/facelift.html' title='The facelift'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-3701441542477962990</id><published>2007-02-05T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T15:41:49.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry for not updating the blog. Gosh, I'm pretty much overwhelmed with every single thing at the moment. Busy with work, unpacking stuff, furnishing the new apartment which I'm still trying adapting to the new environment, and most probably I will change to a new job as well. InsyaAllah. Just verbally confirmed no black and white yet. So still 50-50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, there are so many things to do and there will be tons of work to do also. I just hope that I can cope with all this stuff going on at the moment. I've got brain freeze all the time. And there it is. Its coming again. Brain freeze!! Urrghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where was I.. Well lets just cut things short. At the moment, I'm busying preparing write-ups for upcoming events which will be in March and May. I'm still busy unpacking my stuff at the new house. I loved my new place. Cosy and inviting. I just bought a new Slimfit Samsung 29 inch television and a washing machine, Samsung also. Even my fridge is Samsung as well. I totally didn't plan on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a Queen bed set from a colleague which it turns out to be a King bed and it comes without a frame (the one where to put the mattress on). And the queen mattress which I bought is definitely too small for the bed. The picking up process also was so damn complicated. I had to go to her house in Hartamas to pick up the queen bed set, then I had to ask the lorry to go to her friends' house in Tropicana to pick up the mattress - I totally didn't know about this. She did not tell me. Urrghh.. (She sold the mattress to her friend but I'm not sure why the friend didn't want it anymore-but now I know *roll eyes*) and then went to Bukit Jalil to pick up my stuff and finally to Kinrara, my new place. Ended up I paid the lorry extra lah. But the guy already charged me quite cheap. 80 bucks for the whole trip plus manpower. But I paid him 100. Ok lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After expressing my dissapointment to my colleague who sold me the bed, without any persuasion on my side, she willingly gave me her king sized mattress for free. I didn't even asked for it. But well, it's free. So I accepted with open arms. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, to make thing worst, the King sized mattress turned out to be too big for the bed pulak. Gosh. Troublesome. But I managed to squeeze the mattress to fit into the bed. Instead of placing the mattress the correct way, I had to turn the other way round, by placing the side of the mattress as the top. If you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But despite all the hassle, I love my new bed. It's huge. I feel like dwarf lying there. I can actually sleep posing as the Vitruvian Man on my bed. hahahahahha. Ooh btw, I had to use 2 queen sized mattresses as my bed-frame and put the king sized matress on top. Wasted 2 mattresses man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oopsie I need to continue to do my work. I'll update soon with the photos of my new house probably. InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really sorry to my friends coz didn't even have time to sms or call. We'll meet up soon k! Am in a rush. Daa.. &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/33570245-3701441542477962990?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/3701441542477962990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=3701441542477962990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/3701441542477962990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/3701441542477962990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2007/02/hectic-2007.html' title='Hectic 2007'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-879294409194152637</id><published>2006-12-18T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T15:42:17.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It has been months since my last update. Not to say that I was busy because the truth is I was not that busy. I just couldn’t express my feelings into words. As usual it was the writer’s block again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who already know, I’ve just reached my "golden age" (uhuh) last November. My family and friends had been so wonderful in surprising me with gifts and so-called birthday parties. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At noon of 27th November, my colleagues had been so nice to treat me lunch at a Nyonya Restaurant in PJ. They even bought me a bag and a blueberry cheesecake. The cake lasted for a week in the fridge. LOL. But I love cheesecakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 360px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="391" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/IMG0165A.jpg" width="494" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blueberry cheesecake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 362px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="424" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/IMG0167A.jpg" width="451" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bag from my colleagues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 362px; HEIGHT: 238px" height="357" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/IMG0166A.jpg" width="462" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a small bouquet of carnations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, my lovely sisters suprised me with a small party at home. They decorated the apartment with tons of balloons and they bought me chocolate cheesecake and junk-food. Can you believe that, 2 cheesecakes in one day! I’m so gonna gain weight! LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 382px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="403" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/IMG0162A.jpg" width="569" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chocolate cheesecake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that week, my good friends Ckin and Sue organized a small get-together in Mid Valley. Despite the horrible jam at Mid Valley, we managed to reach there and had our late lunch in Kenny Rogers. Both of them had been so wonderful in buying me lunch and presents as well. Thanks girls! You girls are the best. Can't wait for our vogue day-out next month. *wink*&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 290px" height="337" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/cf30.jpg" width="438" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favorite chocolate - Ferrero Rocher from Sue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; HEIGHT: 302px" height="344" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/f48f.jpg" width="456" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lovely earings from Ckin :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/girlsdayout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With my wonderful vogue friends. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year’s birthday celebration had been the wonderful one ever! Thanks to all my family and friends for the gifts, the parties and the wishes too. I really appreciate it.&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/33570245-879294409194152637?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/879294409194152637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=879294409194152637&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/879294409194152637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/879294409194152637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/12/birthday-celebration.html' title='Birthday Celebration!'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-7882712806155653702</id><published>2006-11-23T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T15:44:21.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Cloud has a Silver Lining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Often men can pretend that everything is okay when the truth was the opposite. Even after a big argument when the wrong was done by the opposite sex, most men can easily let it go and move on and pretend that the argument never even took place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can never do that. And I can never understand this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m an emotionally person. I care for everything that had happen in my life. Though, I am not a drama queen. Yes I do care about stuff that involved my feeling. I’m concern about my loved ones. I tried my best not to hurt those I love and I want to make them happy. But I won’t exaggerate on things that were not supposed to be in the picture. I prefer to be subtle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;People often think that their problem was the worst that can ever happen to a human being in this entire universe. It is natural. Sometimes, they can be very expressive too. It is up to them to tell the whole world about their woes although it was not a big thing. It is indeed their problems. But sometimes, the stories had become worst and worst each and every time they tell their problems. We often categorize these people as “Drama Queens”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For me it is normal to be drama queen at least once in your lifetime. I was once. Yes, when I was in primary school. I’ve made the whole deal about life was totally about me. Yeah me! a vain drama queen. *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passes by, I have grew more matured and wiser. Since then, I have realized that life does not involved just around me. It involves everyone we know. And now, I am a drama queen no no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Although I thought people will changed as they grew older and not being a drama queen anymore, but I still come across with several real life drama queen in their adulthood. Yes it is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In my opinion, it is normal for people to think about themselves. Whining and complaining about how life has been such a disappointment to them. That is normal. It is their life! It’s up to them to complain about it. But, let me put it this way, every time we have problems, try to think about others who have bigger problems compared to ours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here we are whining about how sucks our life is, how unlucky we are to having those difficulties, but somewhere out there, there are still unlucky people whose problems are way huge than what we are facing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A friend told me that God knows how strong and tough we are. God knows that we can handle the problems lies ahead of us. We can turn to the Almighty. InsyaAllah, we will be able to manage the problems. God will lead us the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have faith! Every cloud has a silver lining. ;)&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/33570245-7882712806155653702?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/7882712806155653702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=7882712806155653702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/7882712806155653702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/7882712806155653702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/11/every-cloud-has-silver-lining.html' title='Every Cloud has a Silver Lining'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-467738111076565777</id><published>2006-11-16T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:55:54.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome to the family - Mohd Qayyum bin Mohd Elzekry. My lovely nephew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/IMG0152A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/IMG0154A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/IMG0156A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Isn't he cute. Gumooookk sangat. hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*****************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Btw, I've got an invitation to watch Casino Royale tonight. Well actually my sister got the invitation through the company she worked at. So she invited me. And I am soo gonna go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/bond1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-467738111076565777?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/467738111076565777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=467738111076565777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/467738111076565777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/467738111076565777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/11/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-8987311061121955241</id><published>2006-11-14T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:02:38.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRV! CRV! CRV!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;These past few days has made me forget the problems that I’ve been facing. I’ve been busy not so much with work, but mostly with my social activities. Thank God for Hari Raya, a full month of celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been invited to few, let me rephrase, TONS of open houses. Yeah! My weekends are full of open house invitations. Excluding few invitations from clients and business partners where they organized a Hari Raya “open office” during weekdays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so gonna put some weight! Well I did! I’ve gain 0.7kg a week of spending Raya in JB. But I managed to reduce 0.5kg. Another 0.2 kg to go! *big grin*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I’m looking for a house. I’m thinking of moving. Well it is either moving house or changing my car. Probably changing my car, or both? Maybe! I haven’t really decided on that yet. But my instinct asked me to change my car. 80%.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m thinking of Honda CRV. A second hand CRV definitely. I can’t afford a new CRV. Damn expensive! There’s actually an incident during raya which made me want to change my lovely satria. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the second day of raya, my siblings and I was visiting my aunt’s in Batu Pahat, Johore. She was excited to see us. She prepared loads of food and forcing us to eat. After stuffing ourselves with some festive food, as usual my aunt threw questions at us, especially at me, on how’s your work, what do u do now, where’s your boyfriend, when are you getting married, u know that kind of thing. And my aunt asked “Ita (my family nickname) pakai kereta apa sekarang? Dah tukar ke atau pakai satria lagi?”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Eh takda lah auntie, Ita pakai satria lagi” I replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Laa patutnya sekarang dah tukar kereta baru, at least pakai wira ke. Eh Makcik Ida dah tukar Honda City tau” She continued. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aduhh.. I wasn't sure whether she was being cynical or it was merely a conversation. But what I know was, my face were red hot. “Nantilah auntie, Ita memang ingat nak tukar pun. Tengok lah nanti my next car will be Honda kot” I lied with a huge grin on my face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to make "the lie" to "the truth", and therefore my new resolution is changing to a new car, which is Honda CRV. I hope! It’s either Civic or CRV. We’ll see. Ntah2 I buy a house. You’ll never know. *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-8987311061121955241?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/8987311061121955241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=8987311061121955241&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/8987311061121955241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/8987311061121955241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/11/crv-crv-crv.html' title='CRV! CRV! CRV!'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-116339608223620360</id><published>2006-11-13T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:58:05.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celebrity Look-alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I found this cool website. You've got to know which celebrities you resembles the most. Cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Here's mine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dammit.. Do I look like Heath Ledger? *Big Laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a title="MyHeritage - family trees and photo albums" href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - family trees and photo albums"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/G/storage/site1/files/39/29/63/392963_45090303008554di38pe01.JPG" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-116339608223620360?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/116339608223620360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=116339608223620360&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/116339608223620360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/116339608223620360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='My Celebrity Look-alikes'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-116299144295294494</id><published>2006-11-08T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:58:05.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila Harus Memilih</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dulu, Kau Pernah Berjanji Pada Diriku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Untuk Menjaga Dan Menyayangiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Itu Bererti &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sampai Akhirnya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau Meninggalkanku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kini, Kau Ingin Kembali Pada Hatiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Setelah Kau Pergi Meninggalkanku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haruskah Hati&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memberi Kesempatan Dirimu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haruskah Aku Percaya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Segala Yang Kau Ucapkan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kata Kata Maafmu, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kata Kata Memohon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Untuk Kembali Kepadaku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meski Cintaku Padamu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lebih Dari Yang Kau Tahu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Namun Mengerti Kasih&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tak Semudahnya Itu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melupakan Yang Telah Kau Lakukan Padaku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beri Aku Waktu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Untuk Memikirkan Yang Terbaik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cinta Jadi Dilema&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pergi Ataupun Kembali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&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/33570245-116299144295294494?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/116299144295294494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=116299144295294494&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/116299144295294494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/116299144295294494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/11/bila-harus-memilih.html' title='Bila Harus Memilih'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-116123904833477252</id><published>2006-10-19T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:58:04.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Difficult Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;It is very hard to move on with your life when the past is still haunting every part of you. But sometimes we need to ignore and let go of the haunting past and take a fresh start to continue the journey. Despite all the energy and time that you have put in or in my case, let just say it is wasted now, you need to put yourself together, think straight, continue your steps and never look back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm focusing myself in letting go of the dark past and look ahead to a fresh start. I find it very hard. It is excruciating! The past is still lingering in my mind and toying with my fragile heart, not wanting me to let it go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am still holding on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am trying my very best to save the energy to push myself up again. Trying to forget the unbearable pain and to mend the broken heart is rather complicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;But I am fortunate enough to have a good friend who has been supporting me all this while. And who manage to wake me up from this nightmare which I have been trying hard and put in a lot of efforts to turn it into a sweet dream. Indeed painful. How I wish it will turn out good. It is possible! I know it is! Deep down in my heart, I believed that people will change. But it takes times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I have been wonderfully patience, understanding and devoted with a lot of love. But some people just can’t see the good thing that you have done. They do not know how to appreciate it. And even if they know, they just don’t acknowledge you and didn't even give at least a little affection that you have been wanting so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I do not think I can take the agony any longer. The agony of waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I really hope I can continue with my life. I know I can do it, but it will be a difficult and indeed a thorny path for me. I just need to have more patience. I know I can! I just need to forget the tormenting past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ya Allah, please give me strength and patience to carry on! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;To shikin, thank you for waking me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;To my dear friends, I would like to wish you all Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri. Maaf Zahir Batin. Have a wonderful Hari Raya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-116123904833477252?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/116123904833477252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=116123904833477252&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/116123904833477252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/116123904833477252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/10/difficult-choice.html' title='Difficult Choice'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-115925581333691684</id><published>2006-09-26T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:58:04.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horribly wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not myself today. I'm exhausted, sad and devastated. Everything just fall apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I did a horrible thing and I guess I must pay for it. I feel really bad about it. My mind seemed not working at the moment. I could not think the consequences of my wrongdoing at that time. I just follow my stupid guts and did it. It is wrong. Yes I know. And I guess I will be getting my punishments soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am scared. Really2 scared. I want to cry by I couldn't. My tears seemed to dried off suddenly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ya Allah, please give me strength to make it through this moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Amin. &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/33570245-115925581333691684?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/115925581333691684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=115925581333691684&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/115925581333691684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/115925581333691684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/09/horribly-wrong.html' title='Horribly wrong'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-115806393318532509</id><published>2006-09-12T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:58:04.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The amount of work I’m getting is increasing each and everyday. My superior seemed to know that my team and I were very free at the moment. So she decided to drag us in a pilot project for Ministry which the company is working on. My eyes are getting tired of staring at the system every minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s 7.53 pm and I am still at the office trying to familiarize myself with the system. Lucky enough, I’ve got a call from my boyfriend just now. At last! I can take my eyes away from the system for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is weird to see him calling me at this hour. He said he misses me. I’m a bit suspicious. Lately, he seemed to shower me with a lot of attention. I wonder what he is up to now. I really hope it is about our anniversary this weekend. He told me he has a surprise for me. That is not good. Every time he gave surprises it will end up horribly. Darn. I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’m going to Ipoh to celebrate our anniversary together. Let see how the surprise ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I will be quite busy this couple of days with the pilot project and also the company is sending me to a Public Relation course on 21-22 September. Therefore I won’t be able to update my blog more frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan is around the corner and thank God I have already replaced all my last years’ “puasa” debts. :) I do hope my girl friends too had done so. You better girls! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lastly, I would like to wish to all my friends and to all Muslims, &lt;strong&gt;“Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan Al Mubarak”&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Happy Fasting!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-115806393318532509?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/115806393318532509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=115806393318532509&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/115806393318532509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/115806393318532509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/09/being-busy.html' title='Being busy'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-115770525416469500</id><published>2006-09-08T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:58:04.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Siem Reap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn my ulcer is killing me. I have 4 huge ulcers in my mouth. I can hardly speak nor do I can eat proper food. I had chicken porridge for lunch just now. It was the only meal I can eat. Urrghh! How I hate ulcers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is all because of my trip to Cambodia. Although the internet was telling me that it should be raining most of the days in Cambodia but it turned out that the weather there was rather hot. I was dehydrated due to the lack of water intake and the excessive heat. I’ve drank 3 small bottles of mineral water everyday. But I guess it is still wasn’t enough to keep me from dehydrated and getting the ulcers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, enough about my ulcers. I should write about my trip instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My trip to Siem Reap was a 4 days 3 nights trip organized by my company. It's a annual thingy. The journey took about 2 hours and 5 minutes by AirAsia from Kuala Lumpur to Siem Reap. As we expected, the flight was delayed for an hour. We were scheduled to depart at 10.15 am but the flight only arrived in LCC Terminal an hour later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Upon arrival in Siem Reap, the tour guides took us for lunch first before checking in to the hotel. It’s a no-pork restaurant. I only ate rice with prawns, squids and vegetables only, but I saw my muslim colleagues do take the meat. I'm not confident enough to eat the meat though. Well, we can’t be very fussy about it or we will starve ourselves isn't it? The food was okay for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After filling our tummies, the bus sent us straight to check-in at the Angkor Star Hotel. I was in the same room as my boss. We’ve got a triple room, which is really big with a pool view. It was breathtaking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After refreshing ourselves, we went to the Les Artisan D’Angkor, a handicraft centre where they creates reproduction stone and wood sculpture based on the cultural traditions and icons of Cambodian history. Most of the staff is deaf and mute. The government trained the handicapped people at the Les Artisan Academy and upon graduation they were hired at Les Artisan as the sculptor or painter which they were trained as. It is part of the government mission to help the handicapped person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our next stop was Bakheng Hill, to view the sunset and catch the beautiful scenery of Angkor Wat and Siem Reap. It was quite a journey. It took about 15 minutes for us to walk up the Bakheng Hill including climbing up the steep stairs of the Bakheng Temple. Damn it was scary. My knees were trembling. But it was all worth it. The sunset and the scenery were wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/DSCN1597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunset View from Bakheng Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 221px" height="459" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/DSCN1595.jpg" width="562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Almost Sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The sky was dark and it was drizzling when we went down the hill. We were all sweaty and smelly but it didn't stop us from continuing the walk. We ended our night with a buffet dinner with Aspara dance. The performance was interesting and unique. But it was very hard for me to choose the food though. They served variety of food but most of it was non-halal. I only had rice, sweet sour fish, amok fish (a local Cambodian dish, something like gulai ikan masak lemak), mixed vegetables and local fruits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My story is getting longer and longer each time I write. I don’t want to bore people so let me summarize my trip and put nice photos instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/DSCN1641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bayon Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The second day was merely visiting the famous Angkor Wat temples, which is one of the seven ancient wonders of the world. After a tiring and interesting half-day visit at the temples, we went out for lunch and heading straight to the hotel to freshen up ourselves before going to a free Cambodian massage. It was a damn good massage. I felt so alive but I do have some bruises from it though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/DSCN1611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Angkor Thom Temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/DSCN1629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ta Phrom Temple - Lara Croft Tomb Raider movie set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to Tonle Sap Lake by boat on the next day. Overthere, we visited the floating village and market. It took about an hour boat ride around the lake. Later, we went to the shore and had our lunch at a local chinese restaurant. After having our lunch the bus dropped us at the Phsa Market to shop. I bought quite a number of scarves, tops, t-shirts and souvenirs which only caused me about USD10.00 equal to RM36.20. The prices were reasonable but you need a bit of bargaining skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 317px" height="638" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/DSCN1669.jpg" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the boat at Tonle Sap Lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/DSCN1680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Local kids begging for money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="422" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v678/syieta/DSCN1744.jpg" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Departure Hall of Siem Reap International Airport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We went back to Kuala Lumpur on Monday morning. What a trip! A fun and interesting one but a bit tiring. Well, it is good to be back in Malaysia again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Home Sweet Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33570245-115770525416469500?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/115770525416469500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=115770525416469500&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/115770525416469500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/115770525416469500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-from-siem-reap.html' title='Back from Siem Reap'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33570245.post-115690857369198107</id><published>2006-08-30T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:58:03.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything in my life seems to fall on the right path. Everything is smooth and according to my plan. I should feel good and happy about it but yet I still feel unsatisfied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am still in search for other options throughout my life either in career wise, financial and my love life too. I want to make things far better than what I have currently. That is normal I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Many things had happened to me for the past few months, both good and bad. I had been promoted, got an increment, got a second increment, been offered a new job which I declined, been hurt by my loved one, dumped my boyfriend, got back together with him, ended up discussing about marriage with him and so on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It had been few months now with so many ups and downs throughout my life. Whatever it is is has surely make me more mature in living this life. I feel that I have learn a lot from these and it has make me wiser each and every day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am proud to say that I am managing my problems more rationally now. No more tantrums or sneaking behind the back any longer. I even feel more confident with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am confident with my job, confident with the trust my boss given to me, and I am positive with the amount of increment and bonus I have yet to received. I am also happy with my relationship with my close friends and I am even certain that my boyfriend won't dump me for another woman. But sadly I am still not sure about him not lying to me though. Well sometimes I do lie to him too. So let skip that part shall we? :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Despites all of the mentioned above, such my stable career, I am still looking for another job, more secured job, preferably with a multinational company. I want more challenging assignments and more money off course. That reminds me, I have a job interview this coming Wednesday with an event company. So wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have started to execute my so called "blueprint" for my future. Firstly is buying a house. Currently I am looking around for a good and affordable house, an apartment or condominium to be precise. It is easy for me to manage. Right now I am torn between an apartment in Bukit Jalil and a fully furnished apartment in Puchong which the price is about the same range. I am going to view the apartment tomorrow. So by end of next year, hopefully I will have my own apartment. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Secondly is to start my own business. I have business plan in mind, just waiting for the right moment and enough capital in hand. At the moment, I am looking for any business courses to attend to, simply to keep myself well-prepared for the business world. Pray hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love life, even though my boyfriend proposed to me last week, but I am still in doubt. I can't see myself as a wife. I am also scared to live a marriage life and leave what I have now. I do want to get married and have kids of my own, but I am still unsure. I am terrified to be exact. Too many things had happened in my love life. I had been through a lot and thankfully we-my boyfriend and I, managed to sort things out. Actually he managed to gain my trust back, convinced me and make our relationship stronger each day. But I still have doubts, so at the moment, I can only pray and hope for the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really hope I will be able to achieve those things that I mentioned to make my life better. If do so, I definitely will be at ease and feel content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Btw, I am leaving to Siem Reap, Cambodia this coming weekend. It is a 4 days 3 nights company trip and I am looking forward to it. &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/33570245-115690857369198107?l=less-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/115690857369198107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33570245&amp;postID=115690857369198107&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/115690857369198107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33570245/posts/default/115690857369198107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://less-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-all-good.html' title='It&apos;s All Good'/><author><name>elly syieta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00612087319444259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlQqiLP_usU/SUvTXRWQxrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mMZ9AJ5AH-U/S220/hagu1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
