<?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-17985899</id><updated>2012-01-05T09:11:01.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|| juz shaXu ||</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>548</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1179204522694018025</id><published>2012-01-05T08:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T09:11:01.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- 2012 -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day of 2011, I've reached Penang, tasted the famous Naan cheese tandoori chicken Kapitan, nasi kandaq beratoq, pasemboq, laksa etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost divert to Perlis on our way back, but Copot just didn't want to switch driver (tho I know he was sleepy as hell). Kalu tak, sure dah "CHECKED!", visited all states in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Nana, Copot and Afnan for making my 'dream' come true. Penang, I shall return. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="110370307-26122006" style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Another great year passed by and it has been quite a journey for 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="110370307-26122006"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="110370307-26122006"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="110370307-26122006"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="110370307-26122006"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="110370307-26122006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Faced a few ups and downs in friendships: &lt;span class="110370307-26122006"&gt;chance  to meet new people, new friends, and also not so nice arguments along  the way. I guess that's just some lessons to learn about life. Still no  special relationship for me this year (bummer!). &lt;span class="610462203-28122006"&gt;Traveled to a few places with my close friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="610462203-28122006"&gt; Work has been crazy. Additional member to the family: Nur Hannah binti Khairil. Additional member to the extended family: Qasih binti Qaf. Above all the stuff been happening, glad that I shared the wonderful moments with my great friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="110370307-26122006" style="  color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;New  year resolutions? No specific ones..err, yeah right! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My focus is  it's gonna be the year for me to start something new, something fresh,  to be better person &amp;amp; Muslimah in life, find a better job, have that go-for-it-attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="110370307-26122006"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; And hope new exciting things to share with the people I love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1179204522694018025?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1179204522694018025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1179204522694018025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1179204522694018025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1179204522694018025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='- 2012 -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-8122847722264800112</id><published>2011-12-21T14:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T14:49:13.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- THE COLOR OF YOU -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kuza has been an idol to me and I told her that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the bad news thrown at her, she would dust it off and stand up tall to face the day. If I were in her place, I'd be admitted for depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sunshine Yellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's her personality colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how bad the situation is, she would be very positive about it. So I took the same test and we were surprised with the end results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I. Am. Cool Blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Emotion (Strengths) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deep and thoughtful &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;lt;--Nana pasti angkat kening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Analytical&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talented and creative&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Self-sacrificing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sensitive to others&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Emotion (Weaknesses):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remembers the negatives &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;lt;--so true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Low self-image &amp;lt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--so true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has selective hearing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;lt;--that's why I'm thoughtful; need to analyze what I'm listening to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guilt feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;lt;--always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Too introspective&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Work-wise (Strengths):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Schedule-oriented &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;lt;--mmkay..fine, true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neat and tidy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finds creative solutions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Needs to finish what he starts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Work-wise (Weaknesses):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hard to please&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deep need of approval&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spends too much time planning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chooses difficult work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Friends (Strengths):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makes friends cautiously&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faithful an devoted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deep concern for others&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moved to tears with compassion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeks ideal mate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends (Weaknesses):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Insecure socially&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holds back affection&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unforgiving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skeptical of compliments&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Full of contradictions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;My second color is Yellow. So, I can be flexible in certain things but my Blue is more dominant. Yeah, I can't drop everything and just go with an adhoc weekend or something.&lt;br /&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;I need a plan. That's my blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-8122847722264800112?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/8122847722264800112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=8122847722264800112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/8122847722264800112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/8122847722264800112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/12/color-of-you.html' title='- THE COLOR OF YOU -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-5567816587815271817</id><published>2011-12-21T11:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T11:44:01.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- INDEPENDENT-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Of all days, yesterday, my car decided to give me some attitude. After Damansara toll, the car window on my side just stopped halfway. Maybe the motor was going crazy? I was pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was at the office parking lot, trying to get it up. It was, but in such a super slow mode, I could die. I had to text my boss, informing him that I was around the office with the car problem, just to avoid him accusing me being late. He texted back to wait there as he had asked one of the drivers to assist me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the driver arrived, the window was up. I thank the driver though but deep down, I'm sure the driver saw me some sort of a helpless girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Before the briefing started..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Moi: I told you I'd be fine. Takyah hantar Asri pon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Boss: Kena la hantar..nanti you stuck kat sana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Moi: Buat malu je, coz by the time Asri sampai, the window dah ok dah. Sure Asri ingat I gedik2 tak reti. I can handle it la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Boss: You know what, you should learn to rely on people once in a while. Give people a chance to help you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Moi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(-__-')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fine, thanks. Next time, takyah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Should I be helpless sometimes? It's a weird new thing for me to do it. Not saying that I'm such a hard-a**, independent woman yadda yadda but it's just not me kot? I can be one but just to my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-5567816587815271817?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/5567816587815271817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=5567816587815271817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5567816587815271817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5567816587815271817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/12/independent.html' title='- INDEPENDENT-'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-3572647004280028320</id><published>2011-12-14T17:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T10:14:15.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- AND THE HEART SINKS -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For December babies: Tampin and Fazu, we decided to spend our weekend in Gopeng. When I say Gopeng, not the town but somewhere in the jungle where we stayed at Adeline's homestay. Inamadz (the other December baby) can't make it due to..I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did Kandu caving, nightwalk and also white-water rafting at Sungai Kampar. Water-rafting..the excitement and adrenaline rush; totally different from what I imagined. It was awesome. It was beyond awesome when Firah was the entertainment on the raft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CEvRKmntDi8/Tuhwci2ZZbI/AAAAAAAABfg/IYm5dm54J14/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CEvRKmntDi8/Tuhwci2ZZbI/AAAAAAAABfg/IYm5dm54J14/s320/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685918165248861618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one short but awesome trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KUZA, FAZU AND INAMADZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been eyeing on this one particular job for over a month. I've studied, implemented and actually did a proposal just to nail this job. When it was verbally ok-ed; I was so excited, no words could actually describe it. It was like, MY dream job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream Company has always been Sime Darby. I've worked my a** off to be in this Company. I mean, I know my SPM results weren't that great and I didn't go to a well-known university. But I know I can do it so I did what I do best, people skills (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ye ke?!&lt;/span&gt;) Hahah! It was like a light from the sky, like God was saying "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nah anakku..&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after 4 years, I realized. This may be my dream Company to be in but this is not my dream job. I can't imagine myself doing this for the next 10 years; the unnecessary mental stress, lack of recognition from the Management, blaming game, clerical work etc. I can't do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to find some place new and this particular job, it was something I didn't know I'm good at. 70% was good to go, I was just waiting for the official interview and letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning, it came crushing down when I got a text saying that they received another 2 resumes with strong experience etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was crushed. I felt numb. I felt tears in my eyes but I couldn't cry. I felt trapped, trapped in this shithole. I felt tricked, tricked into believing that I am getting that job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They might be calling me for an official interview with the other "2 awesome resumes" somewhere in January but I. Just. Don't. Want. To. Hope. Anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-3572647004280028320?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/3572647004280028320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=3572647004280028320&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/3572647004280028320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/3572647004280028320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-heart-sinks.html' title='- AND THE HEART SINKS -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CEvRKmntDi8/Tuhwci2ZZbI/AAAAAAAABfg/IYm5dm54J14/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-2087558097982314255</id><published>2011-11-30T09:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T10:01:21.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- TURNING PAGE -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I've waited a hundred years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; But I'd wait a million more for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Nothing prepared me for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; What the privilege of being yours would do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; If I had only felt the warmth within your touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; If I had only seen how you smile when you blush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I would have known what I was living for all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; What I’ve been living for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Your love is my turning page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Where only the sweetest words remain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Every kiss is a cursive line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Every touch is a redefining phrase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I surrender who I've been for who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; For nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; If I had only felt how it feels to be yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Well, I would have known what I've been living for all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; What I've been living for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Though we're tethered to the story we must tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; When I saw you, well, I knew we'd tell it well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; With a whisper, we will tame the vicious seas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A very..erm, touching song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jiwang&lt;/span&gt; much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oh crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-2087558097982314255?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/2087558097982314255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=2087558097982314255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2087558097982314255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2087558097982314255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/11/turning-page.html' title='- TURNING PAGE -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-2036868649978878774</id><published>2011-11-04T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T12:59:06.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- BACK TRACK -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It has been a while since my last entry (the one before my birthday entry). Anyhoo, as usual, need to do some sort of summary. Is it my time management or I am simply bad at this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;:: September Baby ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has no longer our tradition for the birthday girl to buy their own birthday cake. Now, we just ask the birthday girl what do they want for their birthday and try to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, September. It was Ariel's birthday (&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Happy birthday, JailBoy!)&lt;/span&gt; and of course, Atie's 28th birthday. She came over to my office for lunch since she had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; a meeting nearby. Lunch date with me and later she had a dinner date with Firah baby. The week after just asked her "&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;kau nak apa birthday&lt;/span&gt;?" and she chose: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGWapo30PbQ/Tp6VNhu5G4I/AAAAAAAABdc/QIztf7mHS9Y/s1600/Atie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665129440904551298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGWapo30PbQ/Tp6VNhu5G4I/AAAAAAAABdc/QIztf7mHS9Y/s320/Atie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ATIE! From us with lots of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same day, I got my "advanced" birthday gift from the chicas. Ripcurl's rashguard for me to bring to the island. Love it so much. Thanks babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"  &gt;:: Rolling with the Heat ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was down with 39.9c fever last month. It was crazy. Got mc for 2 days and I was bed resting for the whole 2 days; consuming just water and antibiotics. During that "hibernate" period, I did text my brother on my condition. You know, just to update him. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Kang mati sorang2, xde orang tahu&lt;/span&gt;. T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 4th day, I felt better and back to work, but a bad cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I know, I was on nebulizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never gone through asthma-attack or what. Like the doctor explained, there's a pinch of that asthma gene in me, and with the weather and the newly painted apartment, it somehow triggered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I need to text my brother now and then on my condition. I need to be ok before Perhentian or I can't dive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#cc0000;" &gt;:: When the Island Calls ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah, Kuza and I went to Perhentian to wrap up 2011. The next day Nanayau, Ina and Sarina joined the trip. It was a simple trip with a few dives and just do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at Maya, facing the sea with the breeze against our faces. It was relaxing. Home away from home..gitu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670998893945717026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F-oxaR1uuU4/TrNvcqNEgSI/AAAAAAAABes/4epoLd___KA/s320/Perhentian2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670999113315094818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_rCCxIz-7w/TrNvpbazkSI/AAAAAAAABfE/BICBRIJ82lY/s320/Perhentian.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670999028753019682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J4cVja20Tao/TrNvkgZosyI/AAAAAAAABe4/oeyhRreopEA/s320/Perhentian3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it was legendary when Nadiah and Nanayau finally jumped off the lighthouse..from the first level tho (-__________-')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"  &gt;:: The Extra Hand, Extra Burden ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the new HR Executive finally joined the Company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day she came, she was..very..cheerful. It was so early in the morning, I haven't had my coffee yet and she was there to ask me all sorts of questions. I looked at her and actually said, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;please..chill&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment the NewGirl was in, my boss had her do lots of things, attend a lot meetings with him, introducing the new "right-hand person" to everyone. I was left behind, like a broken doll. No one want to play with me. Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I mind, I was embracing the new changes. I was just handling SDCC and it was simpler. Everyone in SDCC was cooperative. And NewGirl, well, I tried to feel sorry for I can't. She got to learn to do things on her own, just like I did when I came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 14 days in service, she left the Company. She literally left for lunch and didn't come back. My boss was dumb folded. This was his "chosen" one. He had been telling us how good this NewGirl was, handling 5,000 staff, recruitment, IR, training and whatnot. I can't help it but smirked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It proved how stupid my bos was. NewGirl has only 2 years working experience and for her to handle 5,000 staff, doing all HR portions..wouldn't it be a little bit funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part, all the things during her 14 days with the Company, left on her table..nothing was done. I was mad as hell coz I know I'd be the one cleaning up the shits. True enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am doing things at my own pace. I don't bother to speed up even a notch. I had enough with this cleaning up thing. I cleaned up KLGCC before I handover to NewGirl. I went to SDCC and clean up the mess left by Division and now I've been pulled back to KLGCC and need to clean up this mess?! It's a never ending story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone been thinking that I must've gotten a pocket full of additional salary or whatever shit. Well, please get to know my boss. The stingiest human-being when it comes to some appreciation for his own staff. So I'm done. I don't do things for free. The stress and the workload, not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;:: OBC-8-Weeks-Challenge ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; signed up with the 8WC. First week was alright. It was strict; no vege, no sugar, no salt, just protein. Chicken breast 3 meals a day, for 3 days, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;nak muntah bang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The moment I stepped on Perhentian Island, seeing K.Ti, I declared myself off the wagon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I was no longer going for OBC for the whole month of October and it became 8-Weeks-How-Many-Calories-You-Can-Take-Challenge. T_____T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I will start with this challenge again, insyaAllah. For this round, it's just bad-timing. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;:: Back in Grey ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed this so bad but to get the momentum back after Hari Raya, it was hard. That was why I didn't come for October. I was so mentally tired with work, I would sleep like no one's business. I would eat like a pig and..yeah, bad combo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel my bra was getting tighter (yeah, my measurement device?!), my usually-loose-workpants were getting just nice, no longer loose, short of breath after a flight of stairs..I knew I had to go back, for real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November, I am back for some bootcamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day, during the roll-out where Sarge will call out your name (for attendance) and tell you which rank you're in, he said "&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Shazu! Same rank..if you still remember..&lt;/span&gt;" (-_-')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the mud, running in the rain, being screamed at while doing your 50th pushups, pushed to run across the muddy field even when your legs couldn't do it anymore..the adrenaline rush. Surprisingly, it felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think Sarge will be torturing me this time when he said, "Welcome back, off-shaped Britney.." &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Die la! Die la!&lt;/span&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/17985899-2036868649978878774?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/2036868649978878774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=2036868649978878774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2036868649978878774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2036868649978878774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/10/back-track.html' title='- BACK TRACK -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGWapo30PbQ/Tp6VNhu5G4I/AAAAAAAABdc/QIztf7mHS9Y/s72-c/Atie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-7488544190436412412</id><published>2011-10-17T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T10:14:01.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- TWO- EIGHT -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vpXvnq6Wj_U/Tp4vWz9ciuI/AAAAAAAABc4/UEuNKMgUrno/s1600/photo5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vpXvnq6Wj_U/Tp4vWz9ciuI/AAAAAAAABc4/UEuNKMgUrno/s320/photo5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665017450230221538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"The best thing in my life is when I eat good food..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;share good things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;and grow with good friends.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Welcoming 28th birthday with a simple yet intimate get together, with close friends. Felt so blessed and loved with the wishes and prayers via sms, Whatsapp, Facebook, phonecalls etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IIzUYLWwA0I/Tp4xtvMAlII/AAAAAAAABdE/ZCY3G_PdtRU/s1600/F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IIzUYLWwA0I/Tp4xtvMAlII/AAAAAAAABdE/ZCY3G_PdtRU/s320/F.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665020043109373058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love. Love. Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 and that's HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-7488544190436412412?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/7488544190436412412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=7488544190436412412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7488544190436412412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7488544190436412412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/10/two-eight.html' title='- TWO- EIGHT -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vpXvnq6Wj_U/Tp4vWz9ciuI/AAAAAAAABc4/UEuNKMgUrno/s72-c/photo5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-7641614749762074403</id><published>2011-09-06T14:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T15:56:19.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- CHOICE -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Only Exception- Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When I was younger I saw my daddy cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; and curse at the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; He broke his own heart and I watched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; as he tried to reassemble it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And my momma swore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; that she would never let herself forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And that was the day that I promised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd never sing of love if it does not exist..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; But darling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You are the only exception..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You are the only exception..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You are the only exception..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You are the only exception..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Maybe I know somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; deep in my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; that love never lasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And we've got to find other ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; to make it alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Or keep a straight face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And I've always lived like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; keeping a comfortable distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And up until now I've sworn to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; that I'm content with loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Because none of it was ever worth the risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Well you are the only exception..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You are the only exception..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You are the only exception..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You are the only exception..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You are the only exception..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I've got a tight grip on reality &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;but I can't let go of what's in front of me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I know you're leaving in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; when you wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You are the only exception..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; You are the only exception..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; And I'm on my way to believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Oh, and I'm on my way to believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The ones we love the most have the greatest power to destroy, including  themselves.  Unhealthy choices create broken hearts.  But broken hearts  can be restored which is evident of even a greater love.  Love through a  youth's eyes can be distorted by believing love is all about a feeling.    Loving requires a choice, a commitment and admittedly, hard work.   This song could be so different if this younger one could have witnessed  her parents overcoming their brokenness.  Love is a powerful emotion  and I think the greater message in this song is to realize that love is  not just a feeling but a choice. And it must be handled with great care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day, it's always going to be a choice. Which movie is the best, which silly t-shirt to wear, what to eat tonight, who to call..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, do you have the guts to actually choose one and not regret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apehal jiwang? Tidak ada kena-mengena.&lt;/span&gt; Okbai~&lt;br /&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/17985899-7641614749762074403?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/7641614749762074403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=7641614749762074403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7641614749762074403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7641614749762074403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/09/choice.html' title='- CHOICE -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-3982118120437155541</id><published>2011-08-29T17:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T17:49:35.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- WORK -</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm back in hometown for almost 3 days now. Bless and peaceful~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's been up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've confronted my boss about having so many things on my plate that I just can't focus and it would look like I'm slacking. So he did "speed-up" in getting the new Training Executive in. The other HR Executive would be in somewhere in September. At least one portfolio is off my shoulders now, so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dude came in as the Training Executive, he's like way older than I am (way older). I don't mind giving him my portfolio or the work that I've done. But my philosophy is very simple; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you don't know, you just ask and I'll teach you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think due to the age gap, he thinks he has more experience than I am so he just did his thing. Surprisingly, my boss wasn't happy with the way he did it and has requested me to "supervise" or help this dude out, even worst, re-do. Now I look like I'm the one &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang kedek ilmu&lt;/span&gt;. Dude, just ask! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jangan bodoh sombong &lt;/span&gt;will ya? I just don't have the time to ask "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are you ok&lt;/span&gt;?", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak I ajar macam mana nak buat this?&lt;/span&gt;" Boo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few times, I got to play the "seniority" card (which I really hate). I gave him a few things proposal on training stuff to work on like one week earlier. The day before the submission date, when the boss asked, he looked at me like a dumb-ass. My pitch was higher than usual. And he just got the nerve to gave me this one stupid remark that I really pantang,  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;busy sangat ke you ni&lt;/span&gt;?" Bladihel this guy! You're just handling one bloody portfolio and you got the nerve to ask me that? You can't even handle that one portfolio and keep on staring at the pc all day long. Fudge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got to agree with me when I say, you got to have chemistry with your team. I mean, these are the people that you gonna work with 8-10 hours a day, for the whole year, for years to come. So the chemistry is important to make the team works, right? Yeah, I have this love-hate relationship with my annoying boss but I know how he works and he understands how I work and surprisingly it works. He's been asking me opinions on things, to attend other meetings with him and now it's like, I'm his wingman. Not proud to be one but, yeah..at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying really hard to "accept" this training guy. He just need to step it up. I have no time to actually "hold your hand" through this. I don't know how the other new HR Executive. Just got to wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's been asking me about work so many times. I don't really like to talk about it with him. He'll get the impression of me not doing my job. It's hard you know, to actually share certain work things with him. Different generations. Or it is because of the Gen-Y thing? Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-3982118120437155541?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/3982118120437155541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=3982118120437155541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/3982118120437155541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/3982118120437155541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/08/work.html' title='- WORK -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1572771685750318124</id><published>2011-08-22T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T19:09:24.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- MAMI JIBBY -</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE RATU ICON, Jibby~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-474yVny48fc/TlzEXwXykDI/AAAAAAAABcw/3F_mHIvh4Sw/s1600/jib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-474yVny48fc/TlzEXwXykDI/AAAAAAAABcw/3F_mHIvh4Sw/s320/jib.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646603945216479282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Glorious years ahead and we love you lots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1572771685750318124?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1572771685750318124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1572771685750318124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1572771685750318124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1572771685750318124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/08/mami-jibby.html' title='- MAMI JIBBY -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-474yVny48fc/TlzEXwXykDI/AAAAAAAABcw/3F_mHIvh4Sw/s72-c/jib.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-4095711526573150966</id><published>2011-08-19T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T18:02:50.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- BABIES -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our beloved Banum has given birth to one healthy adorable baby girl on 18th August 2011. Proud Daddy Qaf couldn't stop updating us every moment. He's just excited (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapi malas nak tunjuk. Macho konon&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Natta &amp;amp; Qaf, congratulations. She's so beautiful and such an angel. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dhani pasti teruja. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Qasih sayang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We will love you and guide you throughout your life, insyaAllah (and with your parents permission la..) Be a good daughter to both of your parents. We'll be your cool aunts, no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-efjfc1U-epo/TltiY2TwupI/AAAAAAAABcg/CdaM9yawa9U/s1600/qasih.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-efjfc1U-epo/TltiY2TwupI/AAAAAAAABcg/CdaM9yawa9U/s320/qasih.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646214736873831058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lots of Love: Ashu Shaz, Arang Nadiah, Aunty Fozz, Che Na and Aunty Nana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZOYRdw32No/TltjP08x9LI/AAAAAAAABco/ZcgWqhum4hU/s1600/qasih2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZOYRdw32No/TltjP08x9LI/AAAAAAAABco/ZcgWqhum4hU/s320/qasih2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646215681401812146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I just love this two; my additional nephew and niece: Ahmad Dhani bin Yusof and Qasih binti Qaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-4095711526573150966?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/4095711526573150966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=4095711526573150966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4095711526573150966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4095711526573150966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/08/babies.html' title='- BABIES -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-efjfc1U-epo/TltiY2TwupI/AAAAAAAABcg/CdaM9yawa9U/s72-c/qasih.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-656487690152065806</id><published>2011-08-04T13:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T17:25:33.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- PENDING -</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry for ditching this site for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really hectic with stupid work, then my BB just left me with no contacts etc. Just didn't have the right time to actually share about my trip to Siem Reap, or whatever that's been going on in my, well, sux life. Heh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh, bersyukur. Bersyukur&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Tomb Raider Mode On -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siem Reap, such a relaxing country where time stands still. It is also where people witness me wearing a dress. Yes, ME, wearing a dress. *faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZusFTQ80uGQ/Tltakr-XG2I/AAAAAAAABcY/SA0At-q5Do0/s1600/nadiah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZusFTQ80uGQ/Tltakr-XG2I/AAAAAAAABcY/SA0At-q5Do0/s320/nadiah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646206144165124962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy birthday, Ketiau!&lt;br /&gt;We all &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HEART&lt;/span&gt; you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- BaBai BB -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sleeping and heard the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakak &lt;/span&gt;sweeping off the dry leaves, and I thought, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awalnya?&lt;/span&gt; I woke up and it was sunny and I was late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BB alarm didn't go off and I was 30 minutes late from my usual schedule. I looked at my BB and it was white screen with nothing else, except for Error Apps 523- Reset-. For the whole day, I took out the batteries and restart it, wishing it would be alright but it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several visits to the Maxis Center, the guy called out the time of death for my dearest BB. You served me well for the past 1.5 years. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-656487690152065806?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/656487690152065806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=656487690152065806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/656487690152065806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/656487690152065806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/08/pending.html' title='- PENDING -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZusFTQ80uGQ/Tltakr-XG2I/AAAAAAAABcY/SA0At-q5Do0/s72-c/nadiah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-7492660428095763846</id><published>2011-07-29T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T11:34:43.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- BYE BB -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my Blackberry just gave up on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everything in it, na-da. With a capital &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt; on my forehead, I didn't not save my phonebook into the simcard, except for Abang Najib's number. My cousin that I barely call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aiyak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So for now, please smoke signal me should you wanna contact me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-7492660428095763846?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/7492660428095763846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=7492660428095763846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7492660428095763846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7492660428095763846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/07/bye-bb.html' title='- BYE BB -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-6279661793483329296</id><published>2011-07-13T17:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T10:57:20.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- BUTTERFLY -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are afraid to care to much, for fear that the other person does not care at all. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wonder, what I could do or say to make you like me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wonder, what or who I need to be to be yours.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wonder, when just being me will be enough..or will it not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's weird to have a crush at this age..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not that I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It just felt so weird. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good side:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;At least I have something to be excited about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;To polish up the "girly" attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;Dan buat aku tersenyum&lt;/em&gt;..not that I'm crazy but the thought of that person just makes you smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bad side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;It's tiring actually. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Paranoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ridiculous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-6279661793483329296?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/6279661793483329296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=6279661793483329296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6279661793483329296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6279661793483329296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/07/butterfly.html' title='- BUTTERFLY -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-892167007874416789</id><published>2011-07-12T10:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T11:11:27.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- PESARA -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've said it once and I'm gonna say it again.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm done running.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;NTV7 Feel Good Run was my last run. People thought it was due to some bad experience in running or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Nope. None of that. I'm just, don't feel like running anymore. It was fun but I prefer to end it before it turns to something that I wouldn't enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been great experience though; meeting some awesome people along the way (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;weird people too&lt;/span&gt;), pushing your boundaries, doing things you didn't know you can achieve. Well, my personal experience. Throughout my teenage years, I've been the one who escaped the running regime before Sports Day, the one didn't go for any running activities, the only basketballer who came to the basketball court after the warming up session. I just don't see the purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After joining bootcamp, I've learned the right way to run (though yesterday, Sarge still trying to correct my running style &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang maha bersepah itu..&lt;/span&gt;), the breathing and the most important thing, the you-know-you-can-do-it attitude. It's all in you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628312909834624178" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J6JGTbnNgYE/ThvIxXtwHLI/AAAAAAAABcI/IdEsaebMOh0/s320/271067_10150227156125382_591515381_7514744_3167360_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628312851012990930" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 239px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9M67Ji1bRmY/ThvIt8llN9I/AAAAAAAABcA/XAA5okyuETU/s320/261966_10150228268179075_657239074_7253691_3314856_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But like I said before, let's end it when it's still nice and beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, thanks to Fazu for introducing me to the joy of running. When I feel like doing it again, we'll meet again. Aiceh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-892167007874416789?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/892167007874416789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=892167007874416789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/892167007874416789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/892167007874416789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/07/pesara.html' title='- PESARA -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J6JGTbnNgYE/ThvIxXtwHLI/AAAAAAAABcI/IdEsaebMOh0/s72-c/271067_10150227156125382_591515381_7514744_3167360_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-4244506090490630633</id><published>2011-07-06T13:12:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T12:14:50.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- FLIPPERS -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I did pretty well for practical class but during the reading-quiz-writing class, bummer! I got distracted big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626151424184006066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4lGUGVLnWY/ThQa6WMLtbI/AAAAAAAABaQ/h77i1jvFlYw/s400/267586_10150351241761959_763756958_9867779_4405199_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Actually during the big examination; the one that determines you will get the license or not, the 50-50 chance of having the official license, well that damn cat had the guts to actually sat on my question paper and played with my answer paper. Damn that cat. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Alasan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628272884623515970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-svyqatulyK4/ThukXmLyoUI/AAAAAAAABa4/yp_LxwfPmg8/s320/264541_10150351237541959_763756958_9867694_1798156_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thanks to my uncle Jak, my cousin NikFarizKetamBola, assistant- Boy and others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628272777164686386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r1NFr4HuMiE/ThukRV3nBDI/AAAAAAAABaw/q4Ct3fZnKDw/s320/260261_10150351239026959_763756958_9867725_2400120_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On June 19, 2011, am officially an Open Water Diver, with my dearest-Panda, Fozz, Syidah, Sherry and Feeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to Toman on his Advanced license and for being such an efficient navigator during our first fun dive together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628272968120610194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t8BHVCbhJGY/ThukcdPDLZI/AAAAAAAABbA/ORyYibxgYJg/s320/271061_10150351240991959_763756958_9867763_1572844_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;semua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; can dive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Semua..semua! Makcik semua!&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/17985899-4244506090490630633?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/4244506090490630633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=4244506090490630633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4244506090490630633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4244506090490630633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/07/flippers.html' title='- FLIPPERS -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4lGUGVLnWY/ThQa6WMLtbI/AAAAAAAABaQ/h77i1jvFlYw/s72-c/267586_10150351241761959_763756958_9867779_4405199_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-6169410593726108564</id><published>2011-07-01T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T12:18:23.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- LOOK MA! -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't wear dresses or skirts but lately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I want this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j3-joPQXUA4/Tg0539IiOfI/AAAAAAAABZQ/3dP5TxnI-d4/s1600/1237-4040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j3-joPQXUA4/Tg0539IiOfI/AAAAAAAABZQ/3dP5TxnI-d4/s320/1237-4040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624215143121566194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;or this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcbqukV37Bk/Tg1It5GFrvI/AAAAAAAABZY/AaeNN1fwWdE/s1600/635-3043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcbqukV37Bk/Tg1It5GFrvI/AAAAAAAABZY/AaeNN1fwWdE/s320/635-3043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624231462913289970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why am I so girly? *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;menggigit jari&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;p/s: will update on Perhentian soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-6169410593726108564?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/6169410593726108564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=6169410593726108564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6169410593726108564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6169410593726108564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/07/look-ma.html' title='- LOOK MA! -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j3-joPQXUA4/Tg0539IiOfI/AAAAAAAABZQ/3dP5TxnI-d4/s72-c/1237-4040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-2676060678465615932</id><published>2011-06-30T09:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T10:10:13.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- JUN - PATI - PATIPAN -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sorry it took so long to update this..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to Pandaku and Banum Ranum~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628276582581924562" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQIcl1PQvgA/Thunu2Jx8tI/AAAAAAAABbI/-eb_SydlbnE/s320/247379_10150273531728092_766788091_9020354_6483459_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628280990918065938" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SlgTiJfeBuA/ThurvcfBPxI/AAAAAAAABb4/DitYLR-cvsA/s320/251213_10150273533388092_766788091_9020391_4908977_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday to Nanayau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628280587462918466" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 180px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IdMPUj8hub0/ThurX9f0QUI/AAAAAAAABbw/v1GbAnlmWsk/s320/268865_10150312883433092_766788091_9350077_4671147_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628277657073956818" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VzP1suOS7ec/ThuotY8pN9I/AAAAAAAABbg/YsaeEOp_hds/s320/261825_10150312883223092_766788091_9350074_3932994_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;God bless and glorious years ahead, girlfriends~&lt;br /&gt;&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/17985899-2676060678465615932?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/2676060678465615932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=2676060678465615932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2676060678465615932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2676060678465615932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/07/jun-pati-patipan.html' title='- JUN - PATI - PATIPAN -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQIcl1PQvgA/Thunu2Jx8tI/AAAAAAAABbI/-eb_SydlbnE/s72-c/247379_10150273531728092_766788091_9020354_6483459_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-932746758779743784</id><published>2011-05-10T16:56:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T14:07:06.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- RUN FOREST RUN -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I overslept today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept on snoozing for 15 minutes and in my dream, Nadiah, Jib and Nanayau kept on saying that bootcamp was cancelled. It felt so weird. When I woke up, it was 6.20am. Dammit! Even in my dream, they were such a bad influence. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first 10km run for Bomba Run on Sunday and damn, it felt good. Painful but good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607190132607819874" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jwVxJTob_9o/TdC9t6oqIGI/AAAAAAAABY0/qV2BvE_a2_M/s320/230296_10150173284215382_591515381_7067615_1219462_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607190588558909122" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-84mfLP0BEvg/TdC-IdL3nsI/AAAAAAAABZE/zYWPAsYdtz8/s320/223357_10150189394702402_640447401_6893576_4945558_n_%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607190302946985154" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 262px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4it_zNvm4o/TdC931MrhMI/AAAAAAAABY8/_yr-t1RnepQ/s320/IMG-20110508-00079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Managed to finish in 1 hour 43 minutes, not the best record tho. But hey, managed to finish it less than 2 hours. With Fazu and Firah on my side (Atie was nowhere to be seen, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kat depan&lt;/span&gt; of course), we had our stupid moments just to entertain ourselves. At one point, Fazu was singing out loud. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next run: Standard Chartered 10km in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose is still trying to convince Fazu and I to join the NTV7: Feel Good Run in July. Must. Not. Make. Eye-Contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird isn't it when someone requested to be your friend, and he/she doesn't actually know you in person? I mean, it happened a few times. There's one dude and a girl requested to be my friend of Facebook. I tried to recall and did my own "investigation" before I could actually accept these people into my circle of friends (yes, I'm doing that.) So they're not from work, they're not my friends' friend, they're not my ex-schoolmate. Turned out these are the people from OBC-Damansara Heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I recall, I went there for a few sessions and I don't really talk to the newbies (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hah! Eksyen sbb senior maa..&lt;/span&gt;). I don't mind accepting new people, especially when I've talked to them as a person. You know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dah kenal&lt;/span&gt; face to face. So I saw this dude and this girl. Again, they didn't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ignored their requests. Sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" face="verdana"&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/17985899-932746758779743784?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/932746758779743784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=932746758779743784&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/932746758779743784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/932746758779743784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/05/run-forest-run.html' title='- RUN FOREST RUN -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jwVxJTob_9o/TdC9t6oqIGI/AAAAAAAABY0/qV2BvE_a2_M/s72-c/230296_10150173284215382_591515381_7067615_1219462_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-6315442499737964945</id><published>2011-04-21T12:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T13:43:18.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- MISERY BUSINESS -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Conquering DH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I wasn't feeling well after meeting up with Iz and Fozz, to discuss more about our Perhentian trip. It wasn't about the fear of taking the license or even the planning part or even the exam part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;By 1am, I was down with a fever. I was shaking and sweating, my joints were in pain. I took a few Panadols for every 4 hours and tried to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forced myself to wake up after twice pressing the snooze button and I panicked. It was 6.30am and my OBC starts at 7am! Crap. Feeling down that I missed it for the first time for this month, I cried myself to sleep. Nah~ I just went to sleep though I felt so bad. Heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thanks to Rose when she informed me that I could just replace my session at Damansara Height's evening session. Yay, gonna ace this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;So how was the evening session?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;It took only 15 minutes from my office, against the traffic jams. So it wasn't that bad. I reached there pretty early and Sarge Dann, Corporal Nawal and Corporal Tom were there, unloading the "toys".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;"Someone missed her session this morning??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Damn. I smiled and helped them with the riffles. Fine, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cubaan membodek disitu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It rained like crazy before 6pm, so the field was pretty bad. But I was excited with that. I love getting down and dirty in the mud, don't judge me. By 6.30pm, the visitors and recruits from Alpha and Bravo started to come. Mingle here and there. Then the torture starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Elias, how many more grunts left? Shaz, take 5 grunts from Elias.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOOYAH SARGE! &lt;/span&gt;And there I was, doing extra 5 grunts to help out the visitor, a dude. 15 grunts for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that 1-hour session, we continued our "mingle around" session with the visitors where they asked us a lot about OBC. The usual question that they would ask, how many kilos I've lost after joining OBC. I told them, I gained 2 kg after one month and damn they were surprised. But that was the truth. Muscles are heavier than fats; I've gained weight but my jeans size dropped, clothes size smaller, feel fitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Friday is the last day for free trial OBC Damansara Heights, evening session (645pm-745pm). What are you waiting for? No harm trying right? Except for some dirt, mud and sweat. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;- Two Hats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;It is official now that KLGCC's Management will be handling both KLGCC and Sime Darby Convention Center (SDCC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the workload that I am doing now here in KLGCC, I am here *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tangan di hidung&lt;/span&gt;*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To handle 500 staff it is crazy enough. And my boss just informed that he wants me to handle the HR portion for SDCC, with another 170 staff. I can handle 170 staff but to start from scratch, to clean up whatever crap the Division had left. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lagi membunuh diri kot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started off here in KLGCC with zero knowledge on HR. With a help from another HR Executive whose been doing HR for so many years, we managed only 180 staff. I was just handling Training, the other Executive handling Compensation &amp;amp; Benefits and Recruitment. Then she left. From there, I was handling 2 persons job, took it as a challenge&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; la konon&lt;/span&gt;. I proved myself that I can do this. From 180 staff to 500 staff, from zero knowledge about HR, I know how it works, decision making etc. But that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am putting my feet down. I don't do work for free anymore. You want my expertise, give me something additional to keep me motivated. It is time to negotiate because all these while, it's just lack of recognition and appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fair la kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-6315442499737964945?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/6315442499737964945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=6315442499737964945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6315442499737964945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6315442499737964945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/04/misery-business.html' title='- MISERY BUSINESS -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-5490961761628618019</id><published>2011-04-18T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T19:21:56.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- HARD A**-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today's OBC session was pretty quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out there were only 3 of us in Bravo. Don't tell me they're so pissed off with the Energizer Night Run, they decided to stay home?! So just me, Pooi Ching and Su Chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My calves were hard as wood after 5.5km run, Pooi Ching's thighs were like a rock after 11km run. And yet, Sarge still asked us to sprint 500m back and forth, with some stationery exercises (mind you, the stationery exercises consist of more legs workout like sumo positions for 2 minutes) It was quite torturing but with just 3 of us there, Sarge was more "one-on-one".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explained to us on the running method and pinpointed what we did wrong. I wanted to laugh when it came to me. Ball of feet, correct. Posture, correct. But try to keep you heels to your bum. Control your legs at the back because right now, it's all over the place. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku lari bersepah&lt;/span&gt;?! (-_-')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way during my first run last Saturday (run &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang bodo tu&lt;/span&gt;), I was just listening to Britney's songs. Yes, I am proud to say; I listen to Britney Spears..don't judge me! Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love her tacky songs, her sexy dance moves and now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those killer abs. Those awesome arms. I wanna! I wanna! I wanna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uHkTwG35e04/TawSp7lzisI/AAAAAAAABYU/G7Tb53tc3BE/s1600/082907_spears_400x40011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uHkTwG35e04/TawSp7lzisI/AAAAAAAABYU/G7Tb53tc3BE/s320/082907_spears_400x40011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596868948494879426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to do push-ups on my toes (still). I had to do more sit-ups and of course, that 1-minute plank hold. If one of us drop on our knees, 10seconds will be added. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;"You know Shaz, you have strong abs.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While doing my plank hold, I tried so hard not to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Thanks for the distraction Sarge but I think the 3 inches of lemak helps kot?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood next to me with his finger on my back, making sure I'm at the right level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;"You can do perfect form of Jack-knives. It shows that your abs is strong. Part lemak tu we can work on it and Britney's abs tu, no time je.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 seconds to go and I dropped on my knees. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terlalu flattered kah?&lt;/span&gt; Bodoh betol, dah kena add up another 10 seconds. I knew Pooi Ching and Su Chin were cursing at me for making them do another 10 seconds. Hehe..So now my Sarge Dann knew that I'm a Britney Spear's fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-5490961761628618019?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/5490961761628618019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=5490961761628618019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5490961761628618019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5490961761628618019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/04/hard.html' title='- HARD A**-'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uHkTwG35e04/TawSp7lzisI/AAAAAAAABYU/G7Tb53tc3BE/s72-c/082907_spears_400x40011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-6671079111996737088</id><published>2011-04-17T14:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T09:41:33.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- WHAT ENERGIZER? -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So, my first run ever finally arrived. The hype, the promo, the talk about it..it's all rubbish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As the first-timer, I was lost. I didn't know where to go after the run, what to do and whatnot. The organizer &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUX&lt;/span&gt; big time. For details, just checkout &lt;a href="http://www.placesandfoods.com/2011/04/energizer-night-race-2011-worst-race-ever.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Overall, I finished my 5.5km run in 43 minutes. Well, Sarge targeted 40 minutes but hey, 43 minutes were pretty awesome. I didn't stop, maintain the speed all the way until &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the last 1km where I speed up a little bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iELAPVXYQ-E/TaqLP-5jJ7I/AAAAAAAABYM/So2u7Ejkoro/s320/1.jpg" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; font-family: verdana;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596438593659938738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pic courtesy of Atie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;No more Energizer Run for me next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Just gonna finish up my 10km Bomba Run and 10km Standard Chartered KL-Marathon, and I'm done! I'll dive plak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-6671079111996737088?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/6671079111996737088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=6671079111996737088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6671079111996737088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6671079111996737088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-energizer.html' title='- WHAT ENERGIZER? -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iELAPVXYQ-E/TaqLP-5jJ7I/AAAAAAAABYM/So2u7Ejkoro/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-5125289919367432787</id><published>2011-04-14T14:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T15:26:26.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- BESTEST -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;While everyone is outside, walking under the hot sun, across the beautiful golf course, following their favorite international golf professional players, for the Maybank Malaysian Open 2011, I chose to sit in the office and finish up with whatever crap I need to settle while listening to my not-so-updated playlist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Then this song was on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best I Ever Had- Vertical Horizon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So you sailed away&lt;br /&gt;Into a grey sky morning&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Love can be so boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's quite the same now&lt;br /&gt;I just say your name now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it's not so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're only the best I ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You don't want me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're just the best I ever had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you stole my world&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just a phony&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the girl&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me down and lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send it in a letter&lt;br /&gt;Make yourself feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it's not so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're only the best I ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You don't need me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're just the best I ever had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it may take some time to&lt;br /&gt;Patch me up inside&lt;br /&gt;But I can't take it so I&lt;br /&gt;Run away and hide&lt;br /&gt;And I may find in time that&lt;br /&gt;You were always right&lt;br /&gt;You're always right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you sailed away&lt;br /&gt;Into a grey sky morning&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Love can be so boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was it you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Could it be I'm haunted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But it's not so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're only the best I ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't want you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're just the best I ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The best I ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The best I ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nothing magnificent . It's just, such a beautiful song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So don't get me wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-5125289919367432787?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/5125289919367432787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=5125289919367432787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5125289919367432787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5125289919367432787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/04/bestest.html' title='- BESTEST -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-6845747152686775708</id><published>2011-04-06T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T19:48:57.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- WRAP IT UP -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Am I that busy that I don't even have the time to update this blog?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really. I am busy with work. But I have been doing other things too other that work. To get the "inspiration" to actually update this, it would take a lot of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Perhentian Getaway -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been awhile since the last time I went to Perhentian. So, it's about time for me to go back and have stress-free weekend there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boat ride was crazy. It was like we were on an endless roller-coaster ride. It was thrilling for the first few minutes, but after awhile, it got scary. The waves were high and there were times our boat was on air and hit the water so hard. I told my cousin Iz, don't tell my parents about this boat ride or both of us will be lectured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SXHv-7QZBWA/TZxLWKqlCLI/AAAAAAAABW8/9E6TYozzcOg/s1600/190398_10150130269939730_551634729_6377950_1241679_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SXHv-7QZBWA/TZxLWKqlCLI/AAAAAAAABW8/9E6TYozzcOg/s320/190398_10150130269939730_551634729_6377950_1241679_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592427681479461042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite gloomy on the first day we were there but the weather gotten better towards lunch hour. The food prepared by Kak Ti was awesome. The chalets were old but cosy and very clean. I even saw Pak Sak, the old man that used to be our boatman during my trip with Abg Ril 5 years back. He's still here and looking good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--R8DCoRUny0/TZxNdExq3sI/AAAAAAAABXM/prFfLwizwRw/s1600/205785_10150216423541959_763756958_8904078_5745294_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--R8DCoRUny0/TZxNdExq3sI/AAAAAAAABXM/prFfLwizwRw/s320/205785_10150216423541959_763756958_8904078_5745294_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592429999180930754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though the water was murky during our snorkeling at the lighthouse, shark-point and turtle-point, the fact that we were swimming freely in the ocean was good enough. I tried free dive (ala2 diving but without the tank and whatever equipment they were using), I managed to get at least 2 meters deep before my ears hurt. Abang Mat (the boat guy) even lent me his weights to help me dive deeper but my ears were in pain after 2 meters. Iz and Abang Mat did teach me to do that equalize the ears thingy but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mane reti bang&lt;/span&gt;! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh75U0sAIMg/TZxOBSqigHI/AAAAAAAABXU/Fqlixzxyy7o/s1600/208457_10150216426291959_763756958_8904118_1129077_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh75U0sAIMg/TZxOBSqigHI/AAAAAAAABXU/Fqlixzxyy7o/s320/208457_10150216426291959_763756958_8904118_1129077_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592430621384409202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lighthouse. Awesome. To jump off the lighthouse, cannonball style, it was such a rush! Nanayau and Nadiah wanted to jump and asked me to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"teman",&lt;/span&gt; but the moment I was in the water, I heard only one splash. Yes, they chickened out, changed their minds the very minute I was off the platform. Damn. I told Iz again, don't tell my parents about this jump or both of us will get it. But it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lkjwXCpGoE/TZxPw65fuZI/AAAAAAAABXc/BSzC-pE7pJk/s1600/leha2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lkjwXCpGoE/TZxPw65fuZI/AAAAAAAABXc/BSzC-pE7pJk/s320/leha2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592432539150039442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not being secretive with my parents or anything but there are certain things that I prefer not to worry them with all the stupid things I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Mom a day after I got back from Perhentian and I accidentally told her about the boat ride, and there! Got the lecture and Mom just don't know where did I get this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perangai &lt;/span&gt;crazy-addicted-to-rush. I don't know too la Ma. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the trip was such a sempoi one. Most of us needed a timeout from work and in Perhentian, we got it all. Relaxation, great company, food, freedom and eye-candies. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my dear cousin, Iz Ketambola for all his help, especially when the Yad "drama"..or even during the vomit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berjemaah&lt;/span&gt;. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhentian, we'll be back. Missing the sea the very next day. Lovesick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Someone Called Me Fat -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting positive feedback that I looked healthier after a few months joining Bootcamp. Personally I felt fitter. I won't say more because I've been telling about this like so many times. Bootcamp is awesome uols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, you know how I've been battling with self-esteem my whole life. How fragile my confidence is when it comes to my body. So to have someone to comment it during a meeting, it was such a slap on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in a meeting and one of the HOD just went like a loudspeaker,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You dah gemuk la!&lt;/span&gt;"..yes, out loud, in front of everybody. From the corner of my eyes, I could see some of them were trying hard not to laugh or felt pity at me. And it didn't end there. He asked me to join his gym and the other HOD that went to the same gym was laughing. I wanted to tell him off but why should I down-grade myself to his level? I just say "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak tanya pon, thanks.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one laughing? Not so slim either. He has a big beer belly for crying out loud. The one commented? Not that fit either. He jogs on the treadmill for 20 minutes and 10 minutes of weights, and he's like a sick dog, dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why are you giving me these kind of remarks? First of all, it's not funny. because I don't see myself laughing. Second of all, that kind of a comment, it's like bullying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried on my way back home. My confidence crumbled down like Japan after tsunami. The feeling of not good enough no matter what I do, started to build up. I felt so frustrated, I wanted to turn to food. But a few sms sent my dearest friends kept me sane, supporting me. Then I thought to myself, I have them. They know me better, way better. I don't mind if you have negative thing to say about me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak tegur ke&lt;/span&gt;, but pull me aside and say it. You don't have to tell the entire world about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw you major loser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Diving License -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So been doing the free dive in Perhentian. Actually, to think about it, been doing it everytime I went to any island. I love to swim under water, do that stand-on-your-hands thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some would wonder why didn't I take the diving license?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how to swim, I have a dive instructor uncle, a dive instructor aunty, a few divers cousins, my brother is a diver, I have no issue being under water. So what's been holding me back? The reading part and taking the written exam part. (-_-') I don't like to study anymore. Hihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. After a few considerations, I've decided to take the license in June, with Uncle Jak..and I'm bringing Fozz and Atie with me! Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhentian, we're coming back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Wannur is a Mrs -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan got married last weekend and the event was beautiful. Wan looked so beautiful in her white outfit, glowing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gitu&lt;/span&gt;. Saw long-time-no-see friends (Zerr, ahem!) and saw some familar faces of OBC (Rose, Nyna etc). Such a small world huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gP6cHfOI_go/TZxMIFIumsI/AAAAAAAABXE/jBqu4PyOD84/s1600/199038_10150137331719958_517959957_6553278_5126625_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gP6cHfOI_go/TZxMIFIumsI/AAAAAAAABXE/jBqu4PyOD84/s320/199038_10150137331719958_517959957_6553278_5126625_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592428538988763842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, congratulations Wan &amp;amp; Hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- On Your Toes -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new with bootcamp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, still torturing and surprisingly, I'm loving every bit of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sickening isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose been really supportive, actually, all of them were really supportive in doing all the workouts. You know, it's funny how some strangers would be so nice and motivates you to do things that you didn't know that you can actually do it?? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paham x&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I registered for Energizer Night run for 5km in April after 1 month joining bootcamp, voluntarily. Then registered for KL-Marathon for 10km in June after 2nd month. And just now, while doing that stupid-most-torturing-I-super-hate grunts, Rose invited me to join the recruits for Bomba Marathon for 10km in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Just for fun..jom la!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's what she said. For fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate running. But I don't know why am I doing this. Damn. I agreed to it. Next thing I know, I'm inviting Atie, Lyan, Ketiau, Fozz, Fazu, Kuza, Inamadz and others to join me. If I'm going down, everyone's going down with me! Hahah..let's see how things goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after months of doing my push-ups on my knees, this morning, Sarge asked me to do my push-ups on my toes. I wanted to cry. Me? On my toes? F*kidding me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Come on! Those Jennifer Garner's arms! This is how you can have them.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarge kept on shoving the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Jennifer Garner"&lt;/span&gt; thing to my face, thanks to Facebook's comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these while, I've been amazed with the other recruits doing their push-ups on their toes, totally military style, just like the boys. So thankful that I'm doing it on my knees..but not for long. Starting today, it's gonna be on my toes, deep military push-ups; chin almost touch the ground. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkmJSopKHqY/TZxRy8oUmpI/AAAAAAAABXs/VARxzLmUUdc/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkmJSopKHqY/TZxRy8oUmpI/AAAAAAAABXs/VARxzLmUUdc/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592434772997872274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now I'm not sure if I wanna have those arms anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why oh why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Maybank Malaysian Open -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the biggest Golf Tournament in Malaysia is back at KLGCC. I know I'd be busy (or buat2 busy) but I don't know..I felt nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event will be on 14th-17th April 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back for more updates. Watch out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-6845747152686775708?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/6845747152686775708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=6845747152686775708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6845747152686775708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6845747152686775708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/04/wrap-it-up.html' title='- WRAP IT UP -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SXHv-7QZBWA/TZxLWKqlCLI/AAAAAAAABW8/9E6TYozzcOg/s72-c/190398_10150130269939730_551634729_6377950_1241679_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-2944834861801126858</id><published>2011-03-23T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T12:47:21.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- TAG, YOU'RE IT! -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have loads of things to settle before my leave starts. But I couldn't help it but to do this tagging thingy just to keep me occupied. Distraction, I know~ Heh! So here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1) Do you sing in the shower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not anymore. I don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2) What song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If in the car, F**king Perfect- Pink or Raise Your Glass- Pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3) Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I do believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4) What was the name of your first pet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't know. It was a white cat back when I was a toddler. There's a picture of me in my white &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lampin&lt;/span&gt;, holding the cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5) What is the last movie you saw at the cinema?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Beastly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6) If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation where would you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For now, I really wanna go Egypt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7) Are you a morning person or a night owl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Morning person indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8) Do you always wear a seatbelt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9) What is your ringtone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ignorance- Paramore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10) What curse word do you use the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;11) Flip flop or sneakers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Crocs? Hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;12) What colour is your room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;White.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;13) How many hours of sleep do you need to function?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At least 6 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;14) Are you picky about spelling or grammar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Grammar because my spelling sux.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;15) Do you sleep on your side, tummy or back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Back..side...tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;16) What is your favourite tv show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FRIENDS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;17) What is the weather like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gloomy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;18) Are you shy around the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;19) How often do you remember your dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;20) Do you think people talk about you behind your back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of course they do. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&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/17985899-2944834861801126858?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/2944834861801126858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=2944834861801126858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2944834861801126858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2944834861801126858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/03/tag-youre-it.html' title='- TAG, YOU&apos;RE IT! -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-5719243531921728106</id><published>2011-03-16T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T11:06:38.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- FAREWELL -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Approximately 9.50pm on 14th March 2011, I received a call from Kuza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was crying and I knew that second, it wasn't a good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Ruby, Kuza's beloved Mom, passed away after being unconscious after almost 20 minutes. Innalillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure my emotions at that time, I felt numb. We just saw her a week back; she was weak but very cheerful, giving us all the tips and advises. I did ask Kuza that afternoon about her Mom. Aunty Ruby was alright, might be discharge the next day as she was on the positive side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atie called and at that moment, I broke down in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so unreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could imagine how Kuza's doing; she's heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to drive to Tampin early in the morning for the final respect. We reached there around 930am and the moment we walked into the living room, we saw the helpless body of Aunty Ruby. I tried hard not to cry. I have to be strong for Kuza. Kuza came over and we hugged and she cried, we cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funeral went smoothly, alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Aunty Ruby was someone else's Mother but with the sisterhood and bond that we have with each other, it felt like she's ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuza, Abg Boy, Junior, Yat and Daha, please know that you guys have us for anything. We might be just some strangers, but Kuza and us are sisters for life. Be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Ruby, you will be missed. We will love, support and take good care of Kuza and the others, as much as we can. Moga Aunty Ruby ditempatkan bersama-sama orang yang beriman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Fatihah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-5719243531921728106?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/5719243531921728106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=5719243531921728106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5719243531921728106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5719243531921728106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/03/farewell.html' title='- FAREWELL -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-4780704750981480999</id><published>2011-03-14T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T16:00:54.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- TRIMESTER -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, but this is my 3rd month doing OBC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself didn't believe that I survived and "addicted" to it. Surprise! I don't have any problem waking up early every morning for it, except for the days when I have to get up just to go to work. How crazy is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exhausting but I don't mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what changes after 3 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare not weigh myself after the first month's trauma moment. That was when I felt so down; attended OBC yet I gained like 2 kgs?! It was quite depressing. But it felt better when people been complimenting the difference they saw in me. Besides, I have a few "health-freak" friends, telling me that I gained weight because I've built muscles. Oh really? Ok then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What changed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I feel fitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I sleep better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't get tired that easily for no reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I watch what I eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would not give up easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'll finish what I started (I might be cranky at the same time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I feel more confident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can get more clothes that I like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Previously, I registered for runs because my friends asked me to. I wouldn't want to do it because, let's be frank here. Me? Running? Totally not my thing, especially when I just finished eating a large set of Double Cheeseburger. But I registered out of "courtesy". Hahaha..on the day itself, I would have excuses. So I didn't do it. All because, I don't feel like it and I don't have the stamina, if that's what you kids been calling these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after the first month of OBC, I voluntarily registered for Energizer Night race, 5km in April. I still can't picture myself running for 5km but at I feel like I have a pinch of confidence in doing it. It may take forever for me to finish it but I feel like I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I know, I registered for KL-Marathon, 10km in June. What the hell? I thought I wanted to "test water" with Energizer Night Run, but how the hell did I get myself register for this one? I have no idea. Thanks to Fazu and Atie. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my job right now. I'm using OBC as my escapism and I love every bit of it.&lt;br /&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/17985899-4780704750981480999?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/4780704750981480999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=4780704750981480999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4780704750981480999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4780704750981480999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/03/trimester.html' title='- TRIMESTER -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-5498310632346061174</id><published>2011-03-02T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T21:12:17.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- DROWNING -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am drowning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't swim eventhough I know how..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't try eventhough I could..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just don't have the will to swim anymore, don't care anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just need to keep trying to breathe.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-5498310632346061174?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/5498310632346061174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=5498310632346061174&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5498310632346061174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5498310632346061174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/03/drowning.html' title='- DROWNING -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-7531474292201723478</id><published>2011-02-28T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T21:06:43.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- GLITTER -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i. GETAWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chalets are confirmed and paid for. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All we have to do now is buy the bus tickets, pack our bags and just run away for a vacation. We need that. Ladies, I just couldn't wait for this getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ii. HOLYLAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abg Riz and Dad just departed for their trip to the Holy Land. But before that they will be visiting Syria, Jordan and whatever country around there (yes, my Geog is that bad). I've passed a few doa to Abg Riz, a book of it to be exact. Haha! Whatever it is, hopefully they will have Umrah mabrur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;iii. MUMMY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom celebrated her 63rd birthday alone (kesian kn?) Dad and Abg Riz still in Mekah, Abg Ril and family in Brunei and me in KL. We did give her a call and she's claiming her gifts whenever she's in KL in April. All of us tried to call her since morning but she's been out for her mengaji class, then Tok took her somewhere, then the neighbours. Busy girl huh? She's just excited that Dad is away, she is rearranging and repaint the interior of the house. Whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;iv. MUMMY II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuza called up earlier and informed her Mom's condition. It was critical and I didn't have the proper words to comfort Kuza, ended up me crying with her over the phone. Aunty Ruby is on pulmonary hypertension for over a month now, been in the hospital here and there. She looked alright the day we went to see her, very cheerful, very motherly, very healthy-looking, very Aunty Ruby. So to hear that kind of news from Kuza, it just broke our hearts, feeling helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for Aunty Ruby's speedy recovery. Kuza and siblings, please be strong and do have a good rest. We will be praying for your Mom. Your Mom is our Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;v. HOOYAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atie has joined the cult. Hooyah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asni and Syadam joined for the trial and seemed interested. Hooyah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our turning point. To live a healthy life. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped my assessment on Monday, I just got better from fever, stomach ache and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paha papan&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's only half past the point of no return&lt;br /&gt;The tip of the iceberg, the sun before the burn&lt;br /&gt;The thunder before lightning, the breath before the phrase&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only half past the point of oblivion&lt;br /&gt;The hourglass on the table, the walk before the run&lt;br /&gt;The breath before the kiss and the fear before the flames&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-7531474292201723478?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/7531474292201723478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=7531474292201723478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7531474292201723478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7531474292201723478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/02/glitter.html' title='- GLITTER -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-988246123705913699</id><published>2011-02-20T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T19:41:46.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-BORN-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;BORN THIS WAY- Lady Gaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;It doesn't matter if you love him, or capital H-I-M &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Just put your paws up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Cause you were born this way, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;My mama told me when I was young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;We are all born superstars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;In the glass of her boudoir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"There's nothing wrong with loving who you are" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;She said, "Cause He made you perfect, babe" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"So hold your head up, girl and you you'll go far, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Listen to me when I say" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm beautiful in my way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;'Cause God makes no mistakes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm on the right track, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Don't hide yourself in regret, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Just love yourself and you're set &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm on the right track, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ooo, there ain't no other way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Baby, I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Baby, I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ooo, there ain't other way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Baby, I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm on the right track, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Don't be a drag, just be a queen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Don't be a drag, just be a queen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Don't be a drag, just be a queen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Don't be! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Give yourself prudence and love your friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Subway kid, rejoice the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;In the religion of the insecure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I must be myself, respect my youth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;A different lover is not a sin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Believe capital H-I-M (hey, hey, hey) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I love my life, I love this record and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Mi amore vole fe yah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm beautiful in my way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;'Cause God makes no mistakes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm on the right track, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Don't hide yourself in regret, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Just love yourself and you're set &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm on the right track, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ooo, there ain't no other way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Baby, I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Baby, I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ooo, there ain't other way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Baby, I was born way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm on the right track, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Don't be drag, just be a queen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Whether you're broke or evergreen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;You're black, white, beige, chola descent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;You're Lebanese, you're orient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Whether life's disabilities &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Left you outcast, bullied or teased &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Rejoice and love yourself today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;'Cause baby, you were born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;No matter gay, straight or bi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;lesbian, transgendered life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm on the right track, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was born to survive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;No matter black, white or beige &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;chola or orient made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm on the right track, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was born to be brave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm beautiful in my way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;'Cause God makes no mistakes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm on the right track, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Don't hide yourself in regret, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Just love yourself and you're set &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm on the right track, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was born this way, yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ooo, there ain't no other way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Baby, I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Baby, I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(Born this way ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ooo, there ain't other way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Baby, I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm on the right track, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was born this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;I am finally accepting. I am happier with myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Dedicate this songs to all my dear friends. No matter what people say about you, you are f*cking perfect to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's be happy. Weeee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-988246123705913699?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/988246123705913699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=988246123705913699&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/988246123705913699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/988246123705913699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/02/born.html' title='-BORN-'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-7391992983530483320</id><published>2011-02-14T10:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T10:21:24.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- SILLY -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this might sounds so immature, but I want those Silly Bandz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-paZW4VrUN6s/TVuacNUT6II/AAAAAAAABWE/FfxBXDAagXE/s1600/silly%2Bbandz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-paZW4VrUN6s/TVuacNUT6II/AAAAAAAABWE/FfxBXDAagXE/s320/silly%2Bbandz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574218773202987138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;These are the real Silly Bandz which Made of colorful silicone rubber  band bracelets. They are Die-molded and can return to their original  shape. Is that cool or what? They currently have 14 different sets of  inspirational Faith Bands (and have over 20 new sets in production).  They also have over 30 sets of general market bands (animal shapes,  automobiles, etc.) because the demand is so great! Silly Bandz are  cheaper than most toy crazes and you get at least 24 in a pack. Besides,  Silly Bandz are constantly adding more unique bandz designs to already  rare inventory. And the reason that the company creates these bandz is  for people to share their faith. To b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;e even worn as fashion accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ3dgxAhRbk/TVuattZ2N_I/AAAAAAAABWM/dfUEweAlyPo/s1600/Silly%2BBandz%2BRock%2BBandz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ3dgxAhRbk/TVuattZ2N_I/AAAAAAAABWM/dfUEweAlyPo/s320/Silly%2BBandz%2BRock%2BBandz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574219073873917938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I chose a few designs, 24 pieces in a pack for only USD 5.99. Not bad right? Then the shipping cost= USD88.99. Feel like dying right? Damn. I want them so bad because it's so cute and nice and awesome. Hahah!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Anyone going oversea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please get me some of those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Fozz and Fazu joined me for BU's OBC-Bring A Friend Day. Akmar was supposed to join too but she chickened out and purposely  woke up late. Fazu was acting out as if it was her "first" time with OBC but after a while people suspected her as she could run and do whatever training like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;celah gigi&lt;/span&gt;. Haha! Fozz came quite late as she was hiding behind the pillars, just to get away. But since it was the BAF day, there's no harm. We didn't get punishment for her being late as we were being punished for the losing team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fozz didn't take it well. I think it was all because she didn't have a warm-up session. So she vomitted and didn't look good. And the scariest part, she was looking at me like she wanted to kill me. Those crazy eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We built up our friendship for 15 years and I blew it in less than 60 minutes. Hahaha!! I'm sorry baby panda~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also my first time to hangout with the troop for breakfast (usually after the session, I ran to shower and get ready for work). But since Fazu and Fozz came all the way for this, I took my time (yes, texted Boss that I was gonna be late for some reasons).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted and Sarge did complimented that my stamina improved a lot and lost weight. Totally different from day 1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jambu air nak koyak!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAH!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;"&gt;All I can say, I feel healthier. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Atie just signed up for a free trial at OBC-Cyberjaya, to be under Kuza's wings. So Atie, don't think too much. Just do it and have a good time because this thing is quite addictive. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..give me a man who is man enough&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to give himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;just to the woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;who is worth him..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and if that woman were me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I would love him alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and forever.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Francesca Bruni, in Casanova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just give me a MANLY man, man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not someone who is intimidated with me.&lt;br /&gt;&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/17985899-7391992983530483320?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/7391992983530483320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=7391992983530483320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7391992983530483320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7391992983530483320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/02/silly.html' title='- SILLY -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-paZW4VrUN6s/TVuacNUT6II/AAAAAAAABWE/FfxBXDAagXE/s72-c/silly%2Bbandz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1480225943244289158</id><published>2011-02-04T13:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T14:30:31.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WADAP UOLS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally found a simple template and TIME for this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  It has been ages since the last time I changed it (yes Xambi and Fizzy, please have a good laugh). I wanted to keep it as simple as it should be, it's about time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been almost a week I'm back in KB, doing nothing except drooling over Mom's simple cooking. What's up with that huh? A simple chicken soup and I'd be crying while sipping the awesome dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's getting dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week in KB, 3 sessions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of OBC missed. Damn, I feel bloated already. Really envy with Tampin as she updates us on the activity she had to do. I miss getting down and dirty and sweating like a pig. Fazu did twit me, has the intention of joining BU's OBC. You are most welcome babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a few people might feel annoyed with this OBC thing that we've been talking about since January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that we're trying to say that we're better than anyone else by joining this, or we are forcing anyone to join this but we're sharing our experience because it is something that has changed our lives. MY life to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a potato-couch honestly. I love food. To be active, I need something that would excite me to do it. Like, preparation for Mount Kinabalu. I would go jogging and workout like mad cow before conquering the mountain. I felt healthier (I felt fitter) during that time and man, I was happy. After that, we slowed down on our activities and weekend jogging were alright. I gained weight, I felt unhappy so I ate more. When I ate more, I gained more, I couldn't fit the clothes that I like, I got depressed and I ate more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried dieting but I was not happy inside. I need something else to fill up that emptiness (Mom would go "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cari la pasangan untuk teman..&lt;/span&gt;". Very funny Mom, I'm laughing..*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muka stone&lt;/span&gt;*). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's a constant battle for me since, well..since I hit puberty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have a weight problem but I wasn't ready to admit it. Until I read about the actor, Faizal something, died at the age of 32 due to cardiac arrest aka heart attack. He was not overweight (but a heavy smoker) yet, died at a very young age. I got scared in a way. Mom and Dad used to remind us on how our grandparents died: diabetes, high blood pressure, high cholesterol.  Obesity is quite normal in the family too. So now, it's my choice: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;either you wanna turn it around or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, God sent me Fazu. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She emailed us about OBC on the day she wanted to kill the doctor who asked her to "sweat it off" when he checked her weight. Fazu? Yes, she's a big girl but she's the healthiest person I know! She joins marathons, cycles like 50km and whatnot but just because she's big, people would judge her as being a lazy fat-ass (no offense). So I enrolled it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I mentioned in my earlier entries on OBC. It's crazy and suicidal. But somehow, I feel healthier. I feel fresher and honestly, I think my confidence grew. I would walk with shoulders back, posture improved and seriously, I felt so much better. At least I know I'm working out to get healthier. I am sweating it off. The main purpose for me now is to get healthy and the slimming down and losing the weight part will follow later. Your body would know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TUuaraRvMTI/AAAAAAAABV0/KLZE-6wBLxI/s1600/bc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TUuaraRvMTI/AAAAAAAABV0/KLZE-6wBLxI/s320/bc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569715434752520498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TUubadgpI8I/AAAAAAAABV8/I4oz05s2xyQ/s1600/IMG-20110121-00268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TUubadgpI8I/AAAAAAAABV8/I4oz05s2xyQ/s320/IMG-20110121-00268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569716243074196418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fazu and I didn't have the intention to force others to join OBC. But when people ask, we would tell the truth: it's painful but its so worth it. Kuza joined and now she felt better. I think her asthma attack &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pon dah kurang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is something that should come from within. It's all about you. You want to change, you want to have a healthier life, you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thank you Fazu. I can't thank you enough. I didn't know that I'd enjoy doing this but I am. =)&lt;br /&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/17985899-1480225943244289158?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1480225943244289158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1480225943244289158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1480225943244289158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1480225943244289158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/02/wadap-uols.html' title='WADAP UOLS?'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TUuaraRvMTI/AAAAAAAABV0/KLZE-6wBLxI/s72-c/bc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1883406266089561739</id><published>2011-01-28T15:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T17:57:16.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- HOOYAH JANUARY -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CheMek: Sarge, is it normal that my l&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;utut rasa macam salah parking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(limping towards Sarge Dann)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarge Dann: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muka x faham istilah salah parking then muka panik, takut nak kena pikul ke?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CheMek: It's super pain when I bend, like it's not in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarge Dann: Sit down and if you don't mind, please roll up your seluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CheMek: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALAMAK! I tak shave!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fendi sitting next to us, still trying to catch his breath, looked over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fendi: It's ok. We're the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CheMek: *faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Sarge Dann explaining the cause of the pain and what should I do and not, one of the ladies looked over, while catching their breaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC: Wahh!! Why your leg so fair one?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viki: Hailorr! Dianne, go sit there!&lt;br /&gt;(Dianne, the quiet one and quite fair among all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dianne and CheMek: *faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ended our final session for January today. Sad in a way but somehow it motivates me to enroll for February session. Hooyah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going back to KB from 31st January until 8th February. Yes, that long because I'll be celebrating CNY, got some Chinese blood in me..HAHAHA! I'll be missing 4 sessions of bootcamp but I'm hoping that they would give me to replace it, maybe to Subang Jaya for evening session. Fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan for Perhentian getaway with the girls is still ongoing. Need confirmation latest by Monday uols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday baby. I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1883406266089561739?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1883406266089561739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1883406266089561739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1883406266089561739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1883406266089561739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/01/hooyah-january.html' title='- HOOYAH JANUARY -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-7690372241507490943</id><published>2011-01-25T19:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T20:35:37.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- OBC -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazu and I were quite excited when we got to know that Kuza was quite interested with OBC. She's been asking us questions, she was nervous and scared but deep down inside, I know she's excited with it. I know that feeling; you want to do it but you just don't know what to expect yadda yadda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, we survived the first few weeks and now it has been a month, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuza's first day report was, gruesome. She was worried that she was not even in pain after the first session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was exactly what Fazu and I went through. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lemak dah tepu sangat ke?&lt;/span&gt; Or I am paralyzed waist down and I don't even know?" Haha..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jangan tertipu bang! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 8pm that night, the pain was unbearable. To get off the chair would be like a death sentence, to cough or sneeze would be like a punch in the stomach, taking the stairs would take forever! That much pain reminded me of post-Kinabalu. Whenever I feel the pain, I would curse Fazu, regretted why would I enroll this to torture myself?! But it's a reminder, that means your muscles are finally working. Bak kata Fazu "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that is weakness leaving the body..&lt;/span&gt;" Hah! Honestly, when the pain starts to fade away, you would feel like you want more.  You just love to feel the pain on your arms, abdomen, thighs, calves. Sadist &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;? Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuza just called me. She hates me for putting her in so much pain. She hates my guts. She hates Fazu's guts. She hates it so much that she's looking forward for tomorrow's session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm so happy to know that Kuza has decided to enroll with Original Bootcamp after 1 free trial last Monday. She'll be joining the troop on 31st January. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;memegang tangan Fazu bagaikan parents yang amat bangga&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HOO-YAAH Kuza!&lt;/span&gt; Good luck my padawan learner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Still not conviced? Check this out, it was in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://arminbaniaz.com/2011/01/health-and-i-thought-i-was-fit.html"&gt;NST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I (someone who is easily crack under pressure, hates to run and has such a minimal stamina) can do it, so can you!&lt;br /&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/17985899-7690372241507490943?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/7690372241507490943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=7690372241507490943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7690372241507490943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7690372241507490943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/01/obc.html' title='- OBC -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1880328448366186255</id><published>2011-01-20T08:43:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T10:08:02.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- JAN 2011 -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wadap January??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been that long since my last entry. I was totally busy. Seriously. I know it's such a lame excuse but that's the truth. I have no life. Sigh. Anyhoo, what's been happening throughout January 2011? Again, I need to do it like a "executive summary". Heh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1) Fazu and her crazy spell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't know what happened or what Fazu had "auta" me. First she emailed  all of us, telling us how pissed off she was with the doctor who accused her for being a potato-couch (she's a runner, a cyclist..doing 10km is like celah gigi yo?!) She was so angry with the doctor, she enrolled the Original Bootcamp- KLCC branch and she was trying to get me and the others to enroll the program too (but at some other branch).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeODnEqdKI/AAAAAAAABUg/aXCzTFeUFfE/s1600/CHIEF%2527S%2BOBC%2BLogo%2B%2528Since%2B1991%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeODnEqdKI/AAAAAAAABUg/aXCzTFeUFfE/s200/CHIEF%2527S%2BOBC%2BLogo%2B%2528Since%2B1991%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564072057318831266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone was skeptical, especially when you need to give up your sleeping hours, being up early in the morning. It sounded interesting, seriously. The workouts ala military, get down and dirty and the sessions just go on, even if its  raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same week, I was so annoyed with a few of the bosses at the office and the next thing I know, I was reading an email from OBC, informing that I need to report at 0650 hours etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I enrolled OBC. Nervous and excited at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 1st Monday of January, I woke up super early and attended OBC Bandar Utama (nearer to office). I took the session: 7am-8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeOR25JMLI/AAAAAAAABUo/YqCkwTJi3Co/s1600/P1030556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeOR25JMLI/AAAAAAAABUo/YqCkwTJi3Co/s320/P1030556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564072302083649714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even for a newbie, the workouts were crazy. The first week, I had a few times of jelly legs (running 8 rounds of school field is like a warm-up yo!) The first week my thighs were in pain, my arms were sore, I can't even sneeze or cough coz  it was painful at the abdomen. Throughout the workouts I was cursing Fazu: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME, crazy bitch?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 3 weeks now and you know what? I felt a lot fitter and fresh. I think it's because of the early morning breeze and fresh air. I don't feel bloated and I I'm loving the pain. Crazy huh? Painful but I know that the muscles are working. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever loves to be outdoor, challenging yourself, getting down and dirty, should try this. Check out: &lt;a href="http://www.bootcampmalaysia.com/"&gt;Bootcamp&lt;/a&gt;. It's all about discipline, punctuality and teamwork. Late? The whole platoon will be punished with like, 20 push-ups. Come and join us! Even Nadiah is interested, well that's what I think coz she's been calling every end of the session just to hear what torture I need to go through. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2) New do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it has been a year since the last haircut and I get annoyed because it didn't grow as much. I made a deal with Jibby and Nanayau but since there's no changes, I've decided to cut it off and back to my pixie cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go chili red but then the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakak&lt;/span&gt; asked if Mom's coming to town. Thanks for reminding me kak! So I went just inai red and loving every bit of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3) Our Baboon is Married!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeSV1Fn1AI/AAAAAAAABVA/Qrkqkg0s_pA/s1600/aiza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeSV1Fn1AI/AAAAAAAABVA/Qrkqkg0s_pA/s400/aiza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564076768365106178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding on a Monday? Well, that's Aizamo's style yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a simple but beautiful wedding. I almost shed a tear when Aiza's sister said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're not only our youngest sister, but also our eldest child"&lt;/span&gt;..or something like that. Very touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeSPagzNpI/AAAAAAAABU4/W8rOYd-K6Ek/s1600/163672_495908611925_814641925_6081802_5939991_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeSPagzNpI/AAAAAAAABU4/W8rOYd-K6Ek/s320/163672_495908611925_814641925_6081802_5939991_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564076658152126098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congratulations Aiza &amp;amp; Dave! May you live happily ever after~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;4) Bringing the 70's Back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been organizing the Staff Annual Dinner for my workplace. It has been crazy with some other things to do. At the same time, my partner-in-crime, K.Naj just sent in her resignation letter. Somehow it felt like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;patah sayap gitu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things need to be done. We managed to get things together, dealing with the last minute changes done by the Management, the event company and even the hotel. I totally hate last minute changes on the arrangement and whatnot. You wanna know who loves last minute changes? My boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got some balls to fight back because sometimes his changes were, ridiculous! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the preparations, suppliers were sending in their sponsors for the lucky draw items and also the Grand lucky draw things. There were xBox (drool), PlayStation 3 (drool), laptops (drool), digital cameras (drool), PSP (drool), handphones, 37" LCD TVs, electrical items etc. The most awaited item was the iPad and 40" LED TV by two of our big suppliers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the supplier been dealing with me and K.Naj for quite sometime and like she said, easy to deal with because payment always on time etc. So when she gave us the iPad for the Grand lucky draw, she handed another 2 iPads to us, just for us. I looked at K.Naj and our jaw dropped. K.Naj and I didn't say anything on Facebook because it would be crazy when the others know, especially Finance department because to them, they made the payment. So, let's just keep it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeXKRmez5I/AAAAAAAABVY/09QDtYncUyM/s1600/IMG_4033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeXKRmez5I/AAAAAAAABVY/09QDtYncUyM/s320/IMG_4033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564082067418828690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before the event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeXB_2IcFI/AAAAAAAABVQ/Fhx8oq0YZc4/s1600/166613_10150089734549833_519394832_6130373_5007921_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeXB_2IcFI/AAAAAAAABVQ/Fhx8oq0YZc4/s320/166613_10150089734549833_519394832_6130373_5007921_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564081925213679698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;With the General Manager (seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeXc7SMfcI/AAAAAAAABVg/mLqNww_J6wg/s1600/IMG_4978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeXc7SMfcI/AAAAAAAABVg/mLqNww_J6wg/s320/IMG_4978.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564082387845676482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;With Head of CRM (in pink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Doorgift: A watch, Sime Darby notebook, 70's shades. The dinner was great. I think everyone had fun. The General Manager too came in with his costume (suprise!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Annual Dinner is my last collaboration with K.Naj and it's my last too. My last if I too gonna resign. It's still the last even if I'm gonna work here for a few years more. Whatever it is, it's the last one for me to organize. Let's get someone else to lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! Done. Finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1880328448366186255?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1880328448366186255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1880328448366186255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1880328448366186255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1880328448366186255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2011/01/jan-2011.html' title='- JAN 2011 -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TTeODnEqdKI/AAAAAAAABUg/aXCzTFeUFfE/s72-c/CHIEF%2527S%2BOBC%2BLogo%2B%2528Since%2B1991%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-4250161763696687512</id><published>2010-12-31T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T23:58:00.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It has a great year, quite a journey for 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Going through the craziness of working life, as an employee of Sime Darby. Faced a  few hiccups, ups and downs in friendships. STILL not a clear picture on the  relationship department &lt;em&gt;(bummer~)&lt;/em&gt;. Got a  chance in meeting new friends, colleagues. Friends getting engaged,  getting married, having kids. Guess we’re now stepping on the next phase  of our lives. With all the stuff been happening throughout the year,  I’m just glad that I shared those wonderful moments with my great circle  of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TRloYBeWHsI/AAAAAAAABUQ/c8TH8sO-IAQ/s1600/162786_492371942401_640447401_5868374_1985819_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TRloYBeWHsI/AAAAAAAABUQ/c8TH8sO-IAQ/s320/162786_492371942401_640447401_5868374_1985819_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555586377260080834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I remember those simple things, I remember till I cry, till I laugh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;But the one thing I wish I'd forget, the memory I wanna forget is goodbye..&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/17985899-4250161763696687512?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/4250161763696687512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=4250161763696687512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4250161763696687512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4250161763696687512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-has-great-year-quite-journey-for.html' title=''/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TRloYBeWHsI/AAAAAAAABUQ/c8TH8sO-IAQ/s72-c/162786_492371942401_640447401_5868374_1985819_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-7736661541089393308</id><published>2010-12-28T12:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T12:22:39.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-KK-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas, we were nervous and excited to conquer Mount Kinabalu. It was suicidal for me, the torture that I wish I could forget. But when we managed to be up there, the pain turned out to be the only thing I love to not to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A year later, here we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Still trying to test our limits and fitness level (yeah right), we went cycling, bringing Aliza along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain in the butt, the stretched out muscles, it was a torture but somehow it reminisce the awesome pain we faced a year ago (ok, that sounded so wrong wey!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TRli3gSL7lI/AAAAAAAABT4/P2OmWsFjJ1A/s1600/167334_492376012401_640447401_5868533_604783_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TRli3gSL7lI/AAAAAAAABT4/P2OmWsFjJ1A/s400/167334_492376012401_640447401_5868533_604783_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555580321036758610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;So, HAPPY 1st ANNIVERSARY Kinabalu Clan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pray for Fazu and me (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for me especially)&lt;/span&gt; that we survive the camp. Pray for Kiau's safety on her Death Road cycling adventure. Once we're done with it, maybe we should try the Via Ferrata? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Shazreen, muluttttt!!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-7736661541089393308?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/7736661541089393308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=7736661541089393308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7736661541089393308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7736661541089393308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/12/kk.html' title='-KK-'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TRli3gSL7lI/AAAAAAAABT4/P2OmWsFjJ1A/s72-c/167334_492376012401_640447401_5868533_604783_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-7632612561172442799</id><published>2010-12-27T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T13:22:19.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- FAREWELL GARFIELD -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom called me on Monday morning lastweek. She said that she should've called me last night to break the news but Dad told her not to. My hands were sweating when Mom kept on saying that "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jangan terkejut if Mama bagitahu news ni..&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She took a deep breath and said it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"Garfield dah mati."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I kept quiet for a while, trying to digest the news. I wasn't that sad at first, because I knew one day this would happen, Garfield was super old. (Garfield was my cat).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then Mom told how Garfield died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes, Garfield was a SHE but she was so orange and fat like the cartoon Garfield&lt;/span&gt;). Anyhoo, for the past 3 days Mom saw that Garfield wasn't herself. She didn't eat, she was trying to hide and kept on coughing like an old lady. Well, her mom, Puteh was much older but this looked slightly different. She didn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;miaw&lt;/span&gt; as much, just kept quiet in her basket, sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isyak&lt;/span&gt; prayer on 22nd December 2010, Mom got this bad feeling so she went straight to see if Garfield was ok. She looked up at Mom. Mom sat down on the floor and she slowly walked to Mom and sat on her lap. Mom talked to her, while stroking her coat. Her breathing was getting slower and slower. Mom was choked up in tears but trying hard not to cry. Puteh was in her basket, not knowing what's happening (she's super old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Garfield let go her last breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom cried her eyes out before putting her in a white cloth and ready to bury at the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garfield maybe waited for Mom to come back from Isyak, just to thank Mom for giving her such a wonderful life and at least she didn't die alone. I choked up, so was Mom. At the back, I could hear Dad was laughing away. He just don't get it why we were crying over a dead cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garfield wasn't just a cat. She was like a companion to me. She was born the day before we took off to L.A for Abang's convocation, back in 1992. She was the fattest among other kittens and she was the only one with the Persian-like fur. She was the little rascal, the one waited for me to get back from school before she could "go through" my schoolbag and biting my school books. Rebellious she was. She hates sharing food. Even when you just wanna put her Friskies properly in her bowl, she would growl. Greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the one that would make me laugh when Mom just scolded me or while I was being grounded in the room, she would be jumping over her own shadow. She would bring back small lizards or frogs, just play around and we would be screaming out of fear. It was like she enjoyed making us scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved to sleep in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;telekung&lt;/span&gt;, or under my comforter. She even loved to just walked up on your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sejadah&lt;/span&gt; while you were praying and lie there, and you'd be struggling to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sujud&lt;/span&gt; with her in the middle and she wasn't that small, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved to climb trees or the cupboard and crying for help because, she was scared of heights. Sigh. She loved to key-po at Mom's kopitiam table and once, Dad was actually fought with her because she didn't want to move away from the chair. End up, Dad sharing the chair with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much memories that I shared with her. Though I'm already in Shah Alam and seldom seeing her, she still remember me whenever I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garfield, you've been such an awesome companion after 18 years. You'll be missed. Rest in peace, my friend.&lt;br /&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/17985899-7632612561172442799?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/7632612561172442799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=7632612561172442799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7632612561172442799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7632612561172442799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/12/farewell-garfield.html' title='- FAREWELL GARFIELD -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-4785625361593849045</id><published>2010-12-20T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T14:43:05.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- FAVOURITE HANGOVER-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished with the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all TKC9600, do enjoy the video. For those didn't make it for the reunion, wish you guys were there. InsyaAllah, we will meet again in the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cfb98f77352b0e50" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcfb98f77352b0e50%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329947668%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18FF096632EE3961A8E4F7FA851030286766726B.223CF9995A2188FF0E69C58D92115C88B2AB2735%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcfb98f77352b0e50%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0YSQnr51_yIZulsDKutSmjGTKNI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcfb98f77352b0e50%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329947668%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18FF096632EE3961A8E4F7FA851030286766726B.223CF9995A2188FF0E69C58D92115C88B2AB2735%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcfb98f77352b0e50%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0YSQnr51_yIZulsDKutSmjGTKNI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am thankful to have you guys to color my life.&lt;br /&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/17985899-4785625361593849045?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/4785625361593849045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=4785625361593849045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4785625361593849045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4785625361593849045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/12/favourite-hangover.html' title='- FAVOURITE HANGOVER-'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-4868473651692781329</id><published>2010-12-18T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T21:01:18.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-VID-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is something I did for the TKC9600 reunion (and edited the "Selendang Delima" part already..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Enjoy the video (it is simple tho..), the journey that made us sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b149ab76c86258cc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db149ab76c86258cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329947668%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C768730A78D14B370A870046B62D132E2C79BA0.4A3E528799078F8DD0D4EBB4D73315A4CE8D8F9B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db149ab76c86258cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkjUDfmwZXBpF0foc_hUNFcNGY3Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db149ab76c86258cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329947668%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C768730A78D14B370A870046B62D132E2C79BA0.4A3E528799078F8DD0D4EBB4D73315A4CE8D8F9B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db149ab76c86258cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkjUDfmwZXBpF0foc_hUNFcNGY3Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-4868473651692781329?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/4868473651692781329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=4868473651692781329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4868473651692781329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4868473651692781329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/12/vid.html' title='-VID-'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-2411364918341089908</id><published>2010-12-13T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T20:55:12.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-SISTERS-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TQYV_bmeRjI/AAAAAAAABTo/wsIIZqwr59s/s1600/150587_1636665391280_1076078680_31742469_2434940_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TQYV_bmeRjI/AAAAAAAABTo/wsIIZqwr59s/s400/150587_1636665391280_1076078680_31742469_2434940_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550147770265781810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;All through the years we have been together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;We have learned to love each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;We can withstand the obstacles at hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And for the years we are to go through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though far a part still locked in our hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memories stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes forever that way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The reunion was a success (I hope!) Everyone had a blast laughing and smiling away, had major hangover (in a good way..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I love you sisters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/17985899-2411364918341089908?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/2411364918341089908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=2411364918341089908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2411364918341089908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2411364918341089908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/12/sisters.html' title='-SISTERS-'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TQYV_bmeRjI/AAAAAAAABTo/wsIIZqwr59s/s72-c/150587_1636665391280_1076078680_31742469_2434940_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-2212141605644346252</id><published>2010-12-05T14:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T17:12:39.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- 2 DAYS TO GO -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TPszKaTR1qI/AAAAAAAABTg/lwX0cRP43wM/s1600/car-sticker-mockup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TPszKaTR1qI/AAAAAAAABTg/lwX0cRP43wM/s400/car-sticker-mockup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547083619988788898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TKC9600 10th Anniversary Reunion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: 7th December 2010 (Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Venue: Cyberview Lodge Resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;See you there, girls!&lt;br /&gt;&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/17985899-2212141605644346252?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/2212141605644346252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=2212141605644346252&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2212141605644346252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2212141605644346252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/12/2-days-to-go.html' title='- 2 DAYS TO GO -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TPszKaTR1qI/AAAAAAAABTg/lwX0cRP43wM/s72-c/car-sticker-mockup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1791812714935714802</id><published>2010-12-01T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T14:51:46.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-DITCHING-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I think I need to ditch this space for a few weeks to sort my life out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Later~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1791812714935714802?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1791812714935714802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1791812714935714802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1791812714935714802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1791812714935714802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/12/ditching.html' title='-DITCHING-'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-55773962976315569</id><published>2010-11-02T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T22:46:33.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- COMPILE-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I think I'm gonna do what Nadz did; compiling all the happenings in one entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Though mine is not as a "epic" as Nadz's; compiling 6 months' worth of entry, I'm trying to keep mine as updated, throughout October at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;+ +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;WELCOME MIZZ NINA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;+  +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very own Maryam has given birth to a healthy baby girl, Nina Maisara on 4th October 2010. Congratulations Marr &amp;amp; Nazim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TM7Djd6Z6OI/AAAAAAAABSA/VTh441zTBps/s1600/P1040385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TM7Djd6Z6OI/AAAAAAAABSA/VTh441zTBps/s320/P1040385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534576006177351906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Dear Nina,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We'll always be your cool aunts to give you advice and guidance throughout your long journey in life.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;p/s: We are loud. Don't be embarrassed by us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;+ +&lt;br /&gt;27 AND THAT'S HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;+  +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes, I finally turned 27 last month. As Jibby put it, Baby of the Clan is finally joining the Club. And being the "baby", I was such a spoiled brat and acted like a bitch. Sorry you guys. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the celebration was simple and intimate, joined by my BeboLiza and Firah. It was nice. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TM7CtWCGeTI/AAAAAAAABRw/cKDqXlI1K98/s1600/71934_10150102242021959_763756958_7337538_1887805_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TM7CtWCGeTI/AAAAAAAABRw/cKDqXlI1K98/s320/71934_10150102242021959_763756958_7337538_1887805_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534575076349212978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had some telenovela photoshoots and yup, it was priceless. Looking at those pictures somehow reminded me how much they meant to me and how lucky I am to have them to get through this cruel world. With them by my side, it's a better place to be. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you babes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;+ +&lt;br /&gt;ORANGIE PARAMORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;+  +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Paramore finally in Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even took a halfday off just to avoid the crazy traffic. Met up with Nadz at Atie's and off we went to Bukit Jalil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The show started off with 5 energetic songs, and Hayley was awesome. I mean, the performance was energetic but the biggest disappointment was the sound system; you can't really hear what was Hayley saying. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The audience were crazy, screaming non-stop, jumping to their songs. Nadz and I wanted to sing along but due to the bad sound *s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ambil membetulkan earpiece yang tiada ditelinga&lt;/span&gt;*, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hentam saje la Labu&lt;/span&gt;. Hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TNAK6zqW_5I/AAAAAAAABTA/xMDw7UmeD6g/s1600/paramore1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TNAK6zqW_5I/AAAAAAAABTA/xMDw7UmeD6g/s320/paramore1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534935947454906258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TNALDK55n-I/AAAAAAAABTI/8es-xv6pnoY/s1600/paramore2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TNALDK55n-I/AAAAAAAABTI/8es-xv6pnoY/s320/paramore2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534936091133059042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I envy her hair color. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hope that they would come back and the organizers need to improve A LOT on the sound system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;+ +&lt;br /&gt;SIME DARBY LPGA MALAYSIA 2010&lt;br /&gt;+ +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's the big fuss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TNAKxips3bI/AAAAAAAABS4/VQ4nKeXeADw/s1600/banner_LPGA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TNAKxips3bI/AAAAAAAABS4/VQ4nKeXeADw/s320/banner_LPGA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534935788269919666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The hype wasn't as big as Malaysian Open that we hosted early of the year. This one was rather quite. Therefore, I didn't go during the weekend but instead I went to Klang for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nasi telur berlada&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; my friend, totally worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;+ +&lt;br /&gt;AWARD WINNING PERFORMANCE&lt;br /&gt;+ +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was quite pissed off with CRM Property and the trainer for pushing us to do this "play" 2 days before LPGA, for the Service Challenge Awards 2010,  2 days after LPGA. Though LPGA was not as happening, but for some of us, the preparation for the big event was pretty crucial. And when these people kept on bugging us to come up with a 7-minutes play, with props etc, I was annoyed and almost gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After LPGA, in two days we had to come up with a script that covers the whatever Service Challenge, to find all the props and practice. Apart from that, we need to do our daily work as usual and as for me, meetings to be in and reports to be done. You can see my tears now, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So the competition was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;agak&lt;/span&gt; schoolplay (heheh..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tidak sangka &lt;/span&gt;pls?!) Representatives from hospitals were doing their thing, acting out the  customer service that they've implemented at their workplace and some of them had participated this damn competition for the past 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won the 5-Star Service Award and also the Best Educational Award. Not bad for a-2-days-of-practice group huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TNAJJRZS7vI/AAAAAAAABSo/1kkAz0ohetM/s1600/DSC04571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TNAJJRZS7vI/AAAAAAAABSo/1kkAz0ohetM/s320/DSC04571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534933996931313394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The pressures, sweat, blood and tears were all worth it when CRM Property presented us with some appreciation gifts, endorsed by the Division's Managing Director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Each of us received the Prime Gold Membership Card, which you can only get if you purchased SD Property worth RM400k. The Prime Card is a privilege card for members, to get massive discounts if you wanna buy things promoted on SD's website. Other than that, we received a few Prime vouchers; full body massage, facial and even holiday package. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy? Totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;+ +&lt;br /&gt;JOSH, YOU MAKE ME GO GA-GA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;+  +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TNAX5_IvyLI/AAAAAAAABTQ/iwudopzN7ko/s1600/LIFE+AS+WE+KNOW+IT+Movie+Poster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TNAX5_IvyLI/AAAAAAAABTQ/iwudopzN7ko/s320/LIFE+AS+WE+KNOW+IT+Movie+Poster.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534950227006441650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life As We Know It pits Holly Berenson (Heigl) up against Eric Messer (Josh Duhamel) in the unlikely love match. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Holly and Eric know each other but only because they have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Peter and Alison Novack are a couple with a young child - Sophie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With Eric as Peter's best mate and Holly filling the same role for Alison, there is no escaping each other. But Holly and Eric are quite firm in their desire to spend as little time as possible with each other - these opposites certainly don't attract. When tragedy strikes and Peter and Alison are killed in a motor accident, Holly and Eric are asked to step up and take guardianship of Sophie as her godparents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is foreign territory for this unlikely couple. They must put aside their personal feelings toward each other and make Sophie their top priority. As their love for Sophie grows, so does their respect and affection for each other. Holly and Eric must work out whether they can put their old lives, loves and work aside and become a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On the surface, this movie is rather lightweight. But dig a little deeper and there is a fu&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n and entertaining story to enjoy. Besides, Josh in it, WHAT ELSE CAN I SAY?!&lt;/span&gt; *drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;+ +&lt;br /&gt;GG INJURED LAGI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;+  + &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My heart is in pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was driving over to Taman Tun for a kenduri when it started to be super windy. As I turned in a corner, with the crazy wind, a tree fell and the branch broke into 3 pieces. One piece, it hit my car, the other two flew over my windscreen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you were to put it in slow motion, you could see my face; in shocked and screaming &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;eeEENnnNOO&lt;/span&gt;, looking at the 2 other branches flew over. I was worried to death it might hit the windscreen. Alhamdulillah, it didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But the first piece did hit GG but not as bad as I expected. Like Dad always reminded us; start everything you do with Bismillah and He will protect you from the worst.True. True. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mengangguk laju&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TNAImrWASPI/AAAAAAAABSY/oFuD7XCHybg/s1600/GG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TNAImrWASPI/AAAAAAAABSY/oFuD7XCHybg/s320/GG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534933402601408754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orang langgar belakang, bumper baru kena langgar, orang toreh bonet depan, tenggelam banjir kilat kat Cyberjaya&lt;/span&gt;. And now this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG, you're one tough chick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;+ +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;GOMO KELATE GOMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;+  +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;uring the kenduri, Abang Mirul was excited to watch the football finals: Kelantan vs. Negeri Sembilan and being the polite 'German Timur' himself, he  and Kak Naj invited me to watch the game at their house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So we forced Amir to bring pizzas and we invited Akmar and Khairul to join. The guys would be watching the game &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;penuh kusyuk&lt;/span&gt;, as the girls, we were busy gossiping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TM7COyT7saI/AAAAAAAABRo/x9eb1JqU6bA/s1600/Misc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TM7COyT7saI/AAAAAAAABRo/x9eb1JqU6bA/s320/Misc1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534574551364252066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Second half totally stole our attention. Abang Mirul and I were cursing in our..ehem, language and the others were rooting for the other team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But watching that type of performance showed by the Kelantan team, I am proud to say; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;they deserved it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the second goal, we were just excited, menanti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bunyi2 mercun kat stadium&lt;/span&gt; and there were a few, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;tengok main chah-keting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;hentam kat betis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;) and many more. Memang takleh nak lari. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;+ +&lt;br /&gt;IN YOUR FACE, ERIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;+  +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I took 1/3 of the backdrop for our Membership Booth for LPGA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was the perfect picture of our West Course and it would be a waste to be thrown away just like that. So what did I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TNAJbqDES9I/AAAAAAAABSw/Tv6SvpbEeJQ/s1600/feature+wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TNAJbqDES9I/AAAAAAAABSw/Tv6SvpbEeJQ/s320/feature+wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534934312786611154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My wall at the dining hall has a feature wall right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And if you look closely, you can see Fozz on the buggy (Yeah right!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ +&lt;br /&gt;YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME?&lt;br /&gt;+ +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One thing I learned about myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once you break my trust, it's gonna be a long journey for you to get it back. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I saw the weird signs a few times but I tried to shake it off. The gestures were still nice and it didn't feel anything funny about it. But after a few times casual invitation, like lunch, the same reasons been given and it's getting old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The stupid lame excuses somehow contradict with whatever you've been telling me. Tell me the truth and save everyone's time. Your actions are quite suspicious and when I get stories here and there, the puzzle somehow shows the clearer picture. So, what's up with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You can just stand up and say NO to that person, have some guts! Be a man! But now, it seems clearer why you can't say it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To make things even interesting, lately you seemed to nacho. Scared that I and Kak Naj sensed it? Oh please la dude. This is totally a slap in our faces. MY face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God, thanks for the heads up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-55773962976315569?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/55773962976315569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=55773962976315569&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/55773962976315569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/55773962976315569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/11/compile.html' title='- COMPILE-'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TM7Djd6Z6OI/AAAAAAAABSA/VTh441zTBps/s72-c/P1040385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-4062926871051059502</id><published>2010-10-12T11:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T12:43:00.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- RUMUSAN -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite a while since the last time I posted something here. I'm not gonna use "busy with work" excuse but there's no other reason. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's been going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LPGA is only 2 weeks away. There's a lot to be done on my side, like recruitment, in ensuring the total manpower is enough on the operation side. But it's quite frustrating when you wanna get it done a.s.a.p but to get the signatures out it'd take a longer time for no reasons. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was getting fed-up with stupid office politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually people would randomly come to me or K.Naj and started to tell us stories about some people, you know, gossips. But K.Naj and I would just listen and that's it. To make things annoying, a few days later, the same gossip is still lingering around but somehow it'd be "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shaz cite..&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;K.Naj cakap..&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reason because K.Naj is in PR and I'm in HR. So anything "private &amp;amp; confidential" would come from me and K.Naj would spread the news. Omg. I was totally annoyed, still am. This is so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who started it but all I know, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ONE:&lt;/span&gt; I don't talk about work with K.Naj (except &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalu&lt;/span&gt; stress about work, we talk about the stress). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;TWO:&lt;/span&gt; we might be loud but that doesn't mean we have big mouths to waste our time to gossip about people. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;THREE: &lt;/span&gt;we have our own life. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;FOUR:&lt;/span&gt; if you wanna talk about someone, be a man; own up to the story. Stop using our names. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIVE:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop this crap and get your own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x x x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abg Riz called a few weeks back just to inform that he'll be joining Mom &amp;amp; Dad and Tok for Umrah next year. Alhamdulillah. He's really excited about it. I don't mind teaching you or giving you tips on what to do etc, but the consultation fee &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siapa nak &lt;/span&gt;absorb? Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll be going in January 2011 and be back a few days after CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a problem. 1st Feb is PH (Federal), I'll take AL on 2nd Feb and 3rd-4th Feb is PH (CNY), 5th-6th is the weekend, 7th I'll take AL and 8th Feb is PH (Thaipusam). So, 8 days of long holiday. Thought of going back to KB and spend some quality time with Mom and Dad. But guess what? They're still in Mekah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long leave, where should I go, what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anak terabai?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mungkin&lt;/span&gt;. Huaaaa!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;x x x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I've been bugging Nanayau about my weight and no matter what I do, it just stayed on, like another Siamese twin on the belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are getting "smaller" for the workout like, jogging after work and also the stairs to the apartment on the 5th floor. But what about the upper body workout? I tried but failed miserably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to join Nanayau for wall-climbing, with Atie, Billie and Billie's sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect to climb more than 1 feet high but I learned a few things about myself: I can do it if want to but I won't do it if forced to. Geddit? I don't really like with the rope thing because I'd be super lazy, I know that there's someone to pull me up or hold me with the rope. If no rope, I have to climb upwards no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring but it's a workout. Shouldn't complaint right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TLFEkyZJmGI/AAAAAAAABRY/n_IPKnJCYuc/s1600/IMG00336-20101002-1221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TLFEkyZJmGI/AAAAAAAABRY/n_IPKnJCYuc/s320/IMG00336-20101002-1221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526273616553547874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I missed last week's session with Firah and Haida, need to send GG for her service. Maybe the week after? Let's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;x x x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One week left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramore will be in town. Tickets? Checked! Outfit? Checked! Partners in crime? Checked! Memorize the songs? Checked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;See you there Hayley and the boys!&lt;br /&gt;&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/17985899-4062926871051059502?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/4062926871051059502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=4062926871051059502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4062926871051059502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4062926871051059502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/10/rumusan.html' title='- RUMUSAN -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TLFEkyZJmGI/AAAAAAAABRY/n_IPKnJCYuc/s72-c/IMG00336-20101002-1221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-7212995492339792987</id><published>2010-10-11T22:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:37:08.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- REMINISCING -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sitting on the cold seat in the commuter on the way to work, looking out the window. It was very early in the morning, the sun wasn't out yet.  Holding tight to the jacket, just listening to the mp3 player, 35 minutes to go. Then this song came on, one person came into mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Every morning. Every day. Every time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why Can't I?- Liz Phair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- start of lyrics --&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Get a load of me, get a load of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Walkin' down the street, and I hardly know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's just like we were meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Holding hands with you when we're out at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Got a girlfriend, you say it isn't right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And I've got someone waiting too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What if this is just the beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We're already wet, and we're gonna go swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Isn't this the best part of breakin' up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Finding someone else you can't get enough of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Someone who wants to be with you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's an itch we know we are gonna scratch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gonna take a while for this egg to hatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But wouldn't it be beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here we go, we're at the beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We haven't fucked yet, but my heads spinning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;High enough for you to make me wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Where it's goin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;High enough for you to pull me under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Somethin's growin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;out of this that we can control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Baby I am dyin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- end of lyrics --&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;It has been 3 years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every time I listen to this song, I'd be musing over that particular moment; the coldness, the window, and that particular person in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Have you ever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-7212995492339792987?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/7212995492339792987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=7212995492339792987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7212995492339792987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7212995492339792987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/10/reminiscing.html' title='- REMINISCING -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1639025815102542187</id><published>2010-09-21T11:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T13:34:24.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- EXECUTIVE SUMMARY (not) -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the relaxing holiday for me; the celebration of Eid-Mubarak with close family and friends, later spending time with half of the chicas in Tioman. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pulun &lt;/span&gt;the opportunity &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sampai habis&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still receive some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raya angpao&lt;/span&gt; from my uncles and grandmother, regardless that I'm already working. It was quite embarrassing but somehow, these hands just reached out to accept it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tindakan refleks&lt;/span&gt; I must say. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Terima kasih!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trip to Mersing by bus with the girls, it was rather random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Questioned by a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pakcik &lt;/span&gt;the moment we stepped down from the bus, at 4.30am! "S&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aya bukan nak tipu awak! Saya taknak awak kena tipu!&lt;/span&gt;" Being accused of not trusting him but we were just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mamai&lt;/span&gt;. Chill la &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pakcik&lt;/span&gt;. Scary.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Psst&lt;/span&gt; game was crazy with some unpredictable moves that made us laughed til we cried.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Xerox session.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shahar, Atan, Abang Bodi, Josh Duhamel, Pendekar Laut, Beach Boy: some of the guys we met and got to know. Interesting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The image of Nadiah and Firah with their tanks, cute but painful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nadiah suka timbul. Firah suka tenggelam ke dasar. Nana suka makan. Fozz suka diajar berenang?&lt;/span&gt; Hehe!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nana doesn't know how to swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still 60-40 to take the diving license or not with Uncle Jak in Perhentian.  It's quite an expensive hobby but it'd be awesome to have the license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weird dude at the back of the bus on our way back to KL and it was more than 5 hours journey. Why &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pusing &lt;/span&gt;so far?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listening to the youngsters talk about "the one" and "love". They're just 19 year old kids! Nanayau and I were on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kepoh&lt;/span&gt; mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;3 days on the island and now back on the mainland, I miss the peacefulness already. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not used to the things that's been happening now. I don't do reports. I don't need reports. Unpredicted gestures. Being caught off guard with some things and questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, it didn't feel wrong. Wadehel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1639025815102542187?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1639025815102542187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1639025815102542187&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1639025815102542187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1639025815102542187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/09/executive-summary.html' title='- EXECUTIVE SUMMARY (not) -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-3963536322400409463</id><published>2010-09-07T15:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T15:58:12.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- ADIOS~ -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day left for me to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then, I'll be back in KB with my brothers and their families. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've called Mom and asked about what we're gonna have for the last berbuka puasa. It's all in the German genetic, all of us had the same thing in mind, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nasi kerabu &lt;/span&gt;+ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayam percik&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daging percik&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;solok lado&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kerabu saghe&lt;/span&gt; and for dessert, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;butir nangka&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mom had requested me to do the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;butir nangka&lt;/span&gt; for dessert after I've been bragging about my successful &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kek batik&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;padan muka aku&lt;/span&gt;) Yes madalm!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Will be in KB from the 9th until 15th of September and continue my impromptu raya break with the chicas at Tioman from 16th until 19th of September. Fozz and Yau, as planned, let's just let Firah and Nadz do the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kehitaman&lt;/span&gt; job. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA TO ALL MUSLIMS OUT THERE!&lt;br /&gt;Maaf Zahir &amp;amp; Batin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-3963536322400409463?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/3963536322400409463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=3963536322400409463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/3963536322400409463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/3963536322400409463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/09/adios.html' title='- ADIOS~ -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-8459338248901704577</id><published>2010-09-04T23:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T00:21:20.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- RANDOM -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite awhile since the last time I bought the tabloids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's a good thing actually, to be less paranoid on how I'd look. When I say how I'd look, I meant more on the weight, less on the fashion. I used to be obsessed to actually have a skinny jeans but due to my weight, I tend to face the insecurity of wearing one. Reading and going through the gl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ossy pages on how the celebrities are wearing my "dream" wardrobe, sometimes it's so depressing inside. You know?  Reading the tabloids, depressed, eat more, le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ss focus on the clothing on myself when 85% of the "dream" wardrobe couldn't fit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after getting myself away from those mag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;azines, without realizing it, I think I have built up my confidence, bit by bit. I finally got myself a skinny. Scary huh? I'm more confident with the choices I made and even with the style I chose. Not too girly but at least I'm wearing what I'm comfortable in. Not bad, huh? Have I lost weight during this Holy month? I don't think so but a few people been asking, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brape kilo turun&lt;/span&gt;? Are you serious? This is a lifetime battle. So one step at a time, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One thing that I'm having a hard time doing is, ditching my Crocs. How? Huhuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TIJtpEyewwI/AAAAAAAABQ4/e9ZsN09yHPY/s1600/P1020607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TIJtpEyewwI/AAAAAAAABQ4/e9ZsN09yHPY/s320/P1020607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513089446282445570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TIJulhFqgkI/AAAAAAAABRA/kJWdPLxAh1I/s1600/Friends1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TIJulhFqgkI/AAAAAAAABRA/kJWdPLxAh1I/s320/Friends1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513090484671251010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TIJvayo91xI/AAAAAAAABRI/SDhX5OGNHn8/s1600/47818_486279571958_763756958_6795846_2169814_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TIJvayo91xI/AAAAAAAABRI/SDhX5OGNHn8/s320/47818_486279571958_763756958_6795846_2169814_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513091399915788050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Iftar was simple and enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PaRam? I went to the one in USJ, three times in the whole month. Went there with my nephew and niece and that was it. Lame huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I didn't have the crazy Shepard's Pie cravings. I was craving for something more simpler to do or easier to get, like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kek Batik&lt;/span&gt;? Done that from scratch. Was it a success? Please make your reference to Ms.Ketiau or Ms.Lebam. Now I'm craving for Johnny's steamboat sauce. So I'll be having those tomorrow with the chicas. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been crazy (nothing new about that one huh?). It's getting lamer and I think I'm starting to lose the vibe and starts to be..monotonous. Lame. Lame. Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days left before I start my loooooooooooooooong week of holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait.&lt;br /&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/17985899-8459338248901704577?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/8459338248901704577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=8459338248901704577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/8459338248901704577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/8459338248901704577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/09/random.html' title='- RANDOM -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TIJtpEyewwI/AAAAAAAABQ4/e9ZsN09yHPY/s72-c/P1020607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1614620379877910144</id><published>2010-08-27T13:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T14:12:49.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- ARTCHU REYDI? -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadz's sms after sahur surely made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramore will be rocking our town this October. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious s**tness? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.M.G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARAMORE&lt;/span&gt; is coming to town.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.M.G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna so near with the LPGA which will be held at my workplace but heck! I'm gonna take my annual leave to see Hayley and the boys. I missed their earlier visit back in Singapore due to Malaysian Open. Not this time baby..twice, shame on me.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayuh kita&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1614620379877910144?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1614620379877910144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1614620379877910144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1614620379877910144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1614620379877910144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/08/artchu-reydi.html' title='- ARTCHU REYDI? -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-4194854398389750809</id><published>2010-08-23T10:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T14:13:42.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-WADAP?-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cold feet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nothing to wear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;List of topics for the conversation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nervous&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chicas giving last minutes advice on appearance, topics and of course, no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cili kat gigi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;During:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cold feet for the first 5 minutes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wear something comfortable and not overly dressed: The usual blouse, bootcut jeans and crocs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No need the list because this mouth just wouldn't stop talking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thirsty as hell, must be because of the talking or dehydrated = k&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;etiak berpeluh sbb nervous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;After:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;No more cold feet but just concious &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perut&lt;/span&gt; (don't know why)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Menganalisa&lt;/span&gt; what happened, what we talked about etc..overall, not bad. Except the part when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bersila atas kerusi &lt;/span&gt;and starting to 'hijack' some food on the other plate. (-_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Submitting reports to chicas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Felt stupid for being so nervous before this. Chill la macha~~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Being paranoid after that? Totally tiring. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&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/17985899-4194854398389750809?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/4194854398389750809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=4194854398389750809&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4194854398389750809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4194854398389750809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/08/wadap.html' title='-WADAP?-'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-2863013821792995485</id><published>2010-08-16T19:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T21:17:11.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- RANDOM -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You change to your 'Reverse' gear in seconds, as soon as good things are starting to happen to you. &lt;span&gt;Knape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nacho aa~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Honest answer? Trained to expect for the worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So used with the 'reverse' gear; just change to it before something nice about to happen.  How would someone know it's just nice in the beginning but as you get deeper, it would be something that is totally different from what you expect? So why waste time to go further when you can stop yourself before falling even deeper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how nice it would be but always expect for the worst, it might not be real. Because, if it is, it would hurt a lot more. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, am I on the wrong side for loving the reverse gear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-2863013821792995485?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/2863013821792995485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=2863013821792995485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2863013821792995485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2863013821792995485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/08/random.html' title='- RANDOM -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-9082199093582149782</id><published>2010-08-13T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:32:25.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- 2DO LIST-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it has been over a week for my last entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it THAT busy? I can say that but once, a lady told me..you can't be that busy in life, chillax. So I am trying to chillax. After work, I just watch tv and sleep. I didn't even take the time to update my blog, or go online for FB (fine, FB through my BB..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how is everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's not too late to wish everyone, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SELAMAT BERPUASA.&lt;/span&gt; Hope this Ramadhan will bless us all. A day before Ramadhan, as usual Dad sent us his email, advice and reminder on the preparation for Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Malam ni, mula niat: Sahaja aku berpuasa sepanjang bulan Ramadhan kerana Allah Ta'ala (yang ni untuk cover, if  you forget to niat setiap hari..tiada alasan nak ponteng puasa). Semasa sahur tomorrow morning, niat sekali lagi. Kasi double chop valid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ramadhan bulan disiplin, bulan ujian..talk no evil, see no evil, hear no evil and do no evil..complete self discipline.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Of course, do the solat terawih. The offer comes once a year. If there's a sale or special offer at shopping mall, everybody talks and make a rush for this. But for terawih, nobody mentions, if mentioned with NO enthusiasm or interest..here comes the ujian, you believe the offer and promise or otherwise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grab the offer while you can, while in good health and having a reasonable good life. Also an ujian, whether you're grateful to Him or otherwise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So that was Dad's advice. My sweet little Dad. Still treats us like  we're lost little children. Not that we're whining but as he said "h&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ave nothing to offer you kids but just these simple lessons.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine Dad typing those advice..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dengan satu jari telunjuk kanan. Lama nak siap tuhhh!&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha! Thanks Dad..for the advice,I mean.. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sambil menahan gelak&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my 3rd day of fasting, 2 hours left before &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berbuka,&lt;/span&gt; my bestfriend paid me a visit. Why at the very last minute? Huaaa!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TF6NIRmaqmI/AAAAAAAABQA/llSB2OyOIQU/s1600/The-Last-Airbender-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TF6NIRmaqmI/AAAAAAAABQA/llSB2OyOIQU/s200/The-Last-Airbender-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502990967996328546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An adaptation from the TV Series, Avatar.  The Last Air Bender was totally different from what I expected from the director, M.Night Shyamalan, known for making movies with contemporary supernatural plots that climax with a twist ending.  This one is the First Chapter or was it the First Book, where it covers the first element, Air. I didn't expect the movie to end after an hour and a half, when it did, I just looked at Mizot and Atie and went, "That's it? We have to wait for 3 other movies to cover all 4 elements?! Why can't they do it all in one?!?!"  Apparently, most of the audience had the same opinion. Other than that the script a little bit off, here and there but the CGIs are just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to you M.Night Shyamalan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-9082199093582149782?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/9082199093582149782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=9082199093582149782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/9082199093582149782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/9082199093582149782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/08/2do-list.html' title='- 2DO LIST-'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TF6NIRmaqmI/AAAAAAAABQA/llSB2OyOIQU/s72-c/The-Last-Airbender-movie-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1986361590372352150</id><published>2010-08-01T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T23:30:50.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- GIRLS -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question One:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did ask me out for lunch, but I just can't go. What the hell am I gonna talk to him about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Advice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he asked you out for lunch, go for it. That gives you a chance to ask him about things, other than work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Question Two:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I wear? I mean, he's totally out of my league! He's so hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Advice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where something nice. Put a little bit of make-up, emphasize your best features, like your eyes. And do not wear that shoes, the ones made you beng2 earlier. Do wear something like the high-waisted slack, with all those necklace. Mature but not yet 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Question Three:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I eat slow like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siput.&lt;/span&gt; These consultants, they eat like bullet trains. Once I ate with one of them, I was only had 3 bites but she's already finishing. What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Advice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you just order a drink then. But before you go out for lunch, have a few bites of bread before. You won't be hungry and you won't be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siput&lt;/span&gt; during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonus advice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order something simple. No blackpeppers, no vegetables, no chillies. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lekat kat gigi, markah terus menjunam bang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+ + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once, a guy friend of mine did ask me, what do girls talk about for hours, other than shop? Well, we seek advice from each other. Yes, we can get advices from other friends but with bestfriends, we would go details in everything. Things that some people might not understand. To some people certain facts are just not a big deal but not to bestfriends. Everything is a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why we get the best advice from them; they would tell you the truth, honest and of course, absolute details. That's the important part. If you can identify the important part in the above section, you're one good friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketiau, you go girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1986361590372352150?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1986361590372352150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1986361590372352150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1986361590372352150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1986361590372352150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/08/girls.html' title='- GIRLS -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-5696018835031525663</id><published>2010-07-31T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T23:32:13.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- MOVIE ADDICT -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while, isn't it?  Not that I don't have things to write, I have plenty but the time is just..limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a day off, just because I need some time off. So I went to watch a few movies, back to back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TFWOOuLzJnI/AAAAAAAABP4/KMRBRLDPlUE/s1600/Despicable-Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TFWOOuLzJnI/AAAAAAAABP4/KMRBRLDPlUE/s200/Despicable-Me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500458903469762162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first thought when I found out characters in the animated comedy Despicable Me were voiced by Steve Carell, Jason Segel and Russell Brand was a wish for it to suddenly turn into a live-action comedy directed by Judd Apatow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="article-text"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;                               &lt;div class="push-1 top left article-sides"&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;div class="column span-6"&gt;                   &lt;div id="article-images"&gt;                                              &lt;/div&gt;                   &lt;/div&gt;                                                                        &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                   &lt;!--// &lt;![CDATA[                                         OA_show(109);                                     // ]]&gt; --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="beacon_71ef33f791" style="position: absolute; left: 0px; top: 0px; visibility: hidden;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.oncampusweb.com/delivery/lg.php?bannerid=1085&amp;amp;campaignid=867&amp;amp;zoneid=109&amp;amp;loc=http%3A%2F%2Fdailyuw.com%2F2010%2F7%2F7%2Fmovie-review-despicable-me%2F&amp;amp;referer=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.google.com.my%2Fsearch%3Fq%3Ddespicable+me+the+movie+review%26hl%3Den%26gbv%3D2%26prmd%3Dv%26ei%3DpYhVTLStJ4y1rAfX05DzAw%26start%3D40%26sa%3DN&amp;amp;cb=71ef33f791" alt="" style="width: 0px; height: 0px;" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;noscript&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;                  &lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;p&gt;The film revolves around Gru, a supervillain whose personality is as ugly as his physical features. But this is an animated family film, after all, so by villain, I really mean a grumpy guy who lives alone and steals things like the Times Square JumboTron and has a fur panda-bear rug. After a new, nerdy, jumpsuit-clad rival named Vector steals the Great Pyramid of Giza, Gru decides he must outdo the world’s biggest heist by stealing the moon.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Even in the shadow of Toy Story 3, Despicable Me is refreshing, because it has what so many live-action Hollywood films have lacked this year: great storytelling and originality, and I want one of the Minions..maybe two. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TFWOEo3a1aI/AAAAAAAABPw/3JjwbY1i3zw/s1600/angelina-jolie-salt-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TFWOEo3a1aI/AAAAAAAABPw/3JjwbY1i3zw/s200/angelina-jolie-salt-movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500458730243413410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad loves to talk about the Russian spies and whatnot when I was younger. Well, I thought Dad was just telling 'stories' but went I read about Salt, everything that Dad told, might be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between improvised rocket launchers, highway chases that include &lt;em&gt;several &lt;/em&gt;truck jumps, secret identities, and a &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; high body count, this is a &lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;movie that will have you highly entertained throughout the whole film. &lt;p&gt;Angelina Jolie stars as the highly trained CIA agent, Evelyn Salt, a character who takes advantage of every opportunity to showcase the unbelievably awesome skills that you would expect such a character to possess.   However, it’s not just the awesomeness of Evelyn Salt that makes this movie entertaining; it’s a combination of the action and the elaborate and twisting plot—that keeps you guessing until the very end— that will have audiences coming out.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The movie really gets going early on when Salt flees a CIA building after a defector accuses her of being a Russian spy with a plot to assassinate the Russian president.  The line between friend and foe is blurred early on and the true identity of Salt becomes the unanswered question that keeps the story moving.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;This is the kind of movie that sucks you in and keeps you wondering how it’s all going to come together at the end and you’ve got to take it for what it is—a great action movie.&lt;/p&gt;Nadz been bugging me for a few days, after she watched Inception. Every morning she would call me up  and went "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please tengok Inception! Please tengok Inception!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TFWNln1eVDI/AAAAAAAABPo/zcHN5aBC3ng/s1600/inception1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TFWNln1eVDI/AAAAAAAABPo/zcHN5aBC3ng/s320/inception1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500458197390873650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the best movie in the history of movies? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the smartest wide release movie you're likely to see this year? Well, got to admit. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This psychological sci-fi action film about a thief who possesses the power to enter into the dreams of others. Dom Cobb doesn't steal things, he steals ideas. By projecting himself deep into the subconscious of his targets, he can glean information that even the best computer hackers can't get to. In the world of corporate espionage, Cobb is the ultimate weapon. But even weapons have their weakness, and when Cobb loses everything, he's forced to embark on one final mission in a desperate quest for redemption. This time, Cobb won't be harvesting an idea, but sowing one. Should he and his team of specialists succeed, they will have discovered a new frontier in the art of psychic espionage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will confuse some people. When I say some people, I meant people like me. When I say people like me, I meant people with limited focus. But whatever it is, Inception equals to G.E.N.I.U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-5696018835031525663?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/5696018835031525663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=5696018835031525663&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5696018835031525663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5696018835031525663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/07/back2back.html' title='- MOVIE ADDICT -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TFWOOuLzJnI/AAAAAAAABP4/KMRBRLDPlUE/s72-c/Despicable-Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1260815391202989738</id><published>2010-07-14T11:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T11:51:40.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- PICNIC -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durian&lt;/span&gt; all the way from Taiping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After having a 'light' dinner at our Mabis, as promised by Natta &amp;amp; Qaf, they brought us some durian. But being Natta, she was quite worried that the smell would disturbed or 'attract' the other customers at Mabis, we decided to have our dessert at elsewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The plan was to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;buka bonet kereta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; mencangkung ditepi jalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Pergh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But we decided to sit under a big tree on the playground, b&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eralaskan surat khabar&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terima kasih &lt;/span&gt;Cops&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;, with a big tupperware of sweet-yellow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;durian&lt;/span&gt;. It felt like heaven in the mouth when we first tasted it. Sweet but not too sweet, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berlemak&lt;/span&gt;, we were on cloud 9 (Nanayau, running on the clouds, in slowmo..hmm?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had our typical conversation but with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;durians &lt;/span&gt;in the picture, it was a perfect experience&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; After a few dosage of those freaking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;durians&lt;/span&gt;, we were high. Dem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Picnic under the stars (and being high?). Just like what Nadiah always wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thanks Natta &amp;amp; Qaf for the stock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1260815391202989738?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1260815391202989738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1260815391202989738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1260815391202989738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1260815391202989738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/07/picnic.html' title='- PICNIC -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-3615234970327126447</id><published>2010-07-11T18:26:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T19:37:02.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- ECLIPSE -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It all begins..with a choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TDmdpjzpx-I/AAAAAAAABO4/jSDDSpbbEso/s1600/Twilight-Eclipse-Official-Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TDmdpjzpx-I/AAAAAAAABO4/jSDDSpbbEso/s320/Twilight-Eclipse-Official-Poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492594557867116514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Twilight Saga: Eclipses definitely the best film so far in the Twilight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;franchise, if compared to New Moon, and for several reasons. Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;is a masterpiece when considered from the point of view of a series fan. changes in the story, but the fans are mostly very happy about the way the film turned out. Newcomers to the series won’t be too disappointed by the film, either. Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;definitely can stand on its own with other films in spite of the fact that it is a Twilight movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. It offers romance, action, drama and comedy all rolled into one sparkly package.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There were several subtle improvement to the details set out in the previous films. For one, the "vampire sparkle" was less fake and tacky than before. In Eclipse, the sparkle effect on Edward's skin was more akin to the light refraction one might see on a piece of marble, which is how the author described it in the book. Also, the pale vampire makeup was a lot less caked on than it was in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;past films, so it was more believable that these vamps could blend into society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times I found myself rolled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my eyes with some of the cheesy lines, and unnecessary shirtless or kissing scenes. The Bella Swan that we knew on the first movie; tough chick, girl-next-door..now has turned into the book-Bella. I would have loved it more if they had spent a little more time on the battle scenes, though. After enticing us with the trailer that focused on the match between the Cullen clan and the wolf pack against the new batch of newborn vampires, I was expecting at least a 10-minute battle. I wanted to see the wolves tear apart a few bloodsuckers; I was hoping to see the Cullens in action- basically I was looking forward to a blood batch but alas that was not to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I learned after watching Eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never. Watch. This. Movie. With. Nanayau and Copot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were non-stop comments on Edward (dudes, never criticized about MY Edward!), remarks that just wanna make you laugh and smack them at the same time, it was such a torture. Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I believe that as long as you're entertained for those two hours, the movie is good and this movie is not that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bad. I went to watch it again the next day with my teenage niece, Erin. I promised to bring her to watch all Twilight movies. Cool Aunt, aren't I? Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Edward is THE perfect gentleman. I don't care if he's a vampire coz dude, you can suck my blood anytime. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Btw, today Faha is a wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TDmr3Du5aKI/AAAAAAAABPI/4a3WY3ov7NI/s1600/37263_410084102619_544302619_4671784_3722652_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TDmr3Du5aKI/AAAAAAAABPI/4a3WY3ov7NI/s320/37263_410084102619_544302619_4671784_3722652_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492610182938192034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO FAHA &amp;amp; SHAHIR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/17985899-3615234970327126447?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/3615234970327126447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=3615234970327126447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/3615234970327126447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/3615234970327126447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/07/eclipse.html' title='- ECLIPSE -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TDmdpjzpx-I/AAAAAAAABO4/jSDDSpbbEso/s72-c/Twilight-Eclipse-Official-Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-32122559551168564</id><published>2010-07-05T10:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T10:52:49.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- RANDOM -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue, I was having a very tough time to swallow.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My throat was extremely red, I almost cried even just to take a drink. I was freaking hot (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;tell me something I don't know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;HAHA! Fine, lame.) I didn't take solid food the whole Saturday. It was such a torture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was freaking hot (as in the temperature) right after meeting Mom at Abang's place. I went to see the doctor and yup, too hot to handle. Jabbed and got myself some antibiotics. I 'quarantined' myself the whole weekend and didn't go for Carl's reception Saturday night and escaped swimming with Nadz. Sorry people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stayed home and entertained myself with the Vampire Diaries Season 1 marathon. I didn't know that this series is originally from a book series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Briefly, "The Vampire Diaries" centers on Elena, a  17-year-old high school student who was recently orphaned. Returning to  school and trying to get back to having a life, she meets new boy in  town Stefan Salvatore and flirting ensues. Of course, matters  are complicated since a) he's a vampire, b) she looks just like his old  love from 1864, Katherine, and c) his bad-boy, also-a-vampire brother  Damon Salvatore has decided to make an appearance after a  15-year absence and it's hardly what one would call a joyous family  reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being vampires, Stefan and Damon of course have some  special powers. For starters, turning into crows and being able to  conjure up a creepy ground-covering fog. As for that pesky daylight  thing, it's no problem as long as they wear a magic ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike "Twilight's" heroine  Bella, Elena is not a blank canvas that imaginative young girls can  project themselves onto. While the first episode doesn't imbue her with a  full-fledged personality there's enough to hint that we'll be shown one  later on. And at least she has the recently dead parents to fall back  on if she comes across like a bit of a downer at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stefan has played his share of supernatural entities; moody and broody enough to  fall into the category of mysterious high-school loner/vampire, he also  appears to have finally grown into what has always been a very  rectangular shaped noggin. Still, should anyone be in need of a teen  Frankenstein, he's your boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damon doesn't show up until  the last 10 minutes of the first episode, but he immediately adds to the  proceedings. Oozing malevolence from his first smirk, we're completely  on board to see what kind of hurt he stirs up. While we're sure the  upcoming live triangle between the two brothers and Elena, you  can be forgiven if you're already rooting for the darker of the two to  win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CheMek: I lurveeee Damon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MekLoja: Really? I suke Stefan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CheMek: Ye? Stefan mcm nak tiru Edward. Mane boleh lawan bang?! But Edward is the ultimate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MekLoja: Of coz not! No one can compete with Edward, that's for sure! *mata bersinar*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tiyih: *rolled eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TDFEUrMiL9I/AAAAAAAABOw/-57qmzCYUr8/s1600/Ian-Somerhalder_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TDFEUrMiL9I/AAAAAAAABOw/-57qmzCYUr8/s320/Ian-Somerhalder_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490244542724714450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanayau, this is Damon Salvatore. Not Damon WHO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think about it, I used to hate vampires; they're scary, they drink blood to live, they're quite fascinating and they can be really seductive. But when it comes to the modern-days vampires, they are getting hotter, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a vampire, I'd be a very lame one..for some reasons. One, I don't know how to seduce/flirt with people therefore, I'd be starve to death. Second, I can't even look into someone's eyes for a long time nevertheless to compel them because I'd be laughing my head's off. My focus is very limited. Lastly, I'm just scared of blood. I'd fainted before I could even drink a drop. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-32122559551168564?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/32122559551168564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=32122559551168564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/32122559551168564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/32122559551168564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/07/random.html' title='- RANDOM -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TDFEUrMiL9I/AAAAAAAABOw/-57qmzCYUr8/s72-c/Ian-Somerhalder_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-5057821805170132666</id><published>2010-06-28T16:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T17:03:25.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- REBOUND -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a fan of Tom Cruise but I most  certainly am a fan of Cameron Diaz so to say I went to check it out with Atie by going to see KNIGHT AND DAY is an understatement. I am however happy  to report that fans of action-comedy-thrillers will find a few things  to love about this film even if you are not a very big fan of the two  main leads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TChkcgFJ5iI/AAAAAAAABOo/ClI6mfsXme0/s1600/Knight_and_Day_Movie_Poster-Tom_Cruise-Cameron_Diaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TChkcgFJ5iI/AAAAAAAABOo/ClI6mfsXme0/s320/Knight_and_Day_Movie_Poster-Tom_Cruise-Cameron_Diaz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487746586761618978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In the action-comedy Knight &amp;amp; Day, Tom Cruise is a covert agent and  Cameron Diaz is a woman caught between him and those he claims set him  up. As their globetrotting adventure erupts into a maze of  double-crosses, close escapes, false identities, and head-spinning  romantic snafus, they come to realize that all they can count on is each  other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The easiest way I can describe this movie is Mission Impossible with a side order of Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Smith. Cameron Diaz  plays her typical ‘hot but awkward female’ role and Tom Cruise plays  the typical dashing ass kicking hero. Despite the fact that the romantic  dynamic between the two leads in this film is about as believable as a  three dollar bill overall you will get out of this movie what you might   expect. Lots of over the top action, witty one liners, corny one  liners, a few groans, a few laughs and a hefty body count as Knight &amp;amp; Day unfolds. I will admit I was quite surprised in the first half of the  film how well Tom Cruise played out his character and how well done the  dialogue was. I am used to Tom Cruise throwing out cliché one liner  after one liner similar to a John Travolta movie but for a change he  played a less smug character and instead was witty, funny and very  entertaining. As the film progresses it become a bit Mission Impossible  and loses sight on the dialogue to focus on the action but overall I  must admit it worked and Tom Cruise the actor I love to show no love did  a pretty good job.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cameron Diaz on the other hand once again underwhelms as June and  brought back flashbacks of What Happens in Vegas which was easily one of  her worst roles. Cameron unfortunately does not cut it as the ‘cute  girl next door’ anymore and she lacks the acting chops to deliver in any  kind of film it seems. Something About Mary in my books is her only  good film and clearly if your being upstaged by Tom Cruise  its time to  think about things.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Regardless I am getting off on a bit of a tangent. Knight and Day is  sure to appeal to fans of Mission Impossible and Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Smith as  the two main characters go on a cross continent expedition with a few  interesting twists and plenty of chuckles. Although its not going to win  any awards and may not tear up the box office ( we will have to wait  and see ) its worth checking out. If your a Tom Cruise and Cameron Diaz  fan I think its safe to say you will REALLY enjoy this flick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So, I was comparing Tom Cruise and my gorgeous Ashton Kutcher, after back-to-back movie marathon; explaining to Nanayau and Copot how hot Ashton is in Killers. Seriously, he's that HOT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;*drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TChj7_NGm_I/AAAAAAAABOY/LmEtcZnJW-Q/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TChj7_NGm_I/AAAAAAAABOY/LmEtcZnJW-Q/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487746028180773874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There were no words I could explain to describe his hotness in that movie. He's gorgeous and goofy at the same time, any woman couldn't resist that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nanayau: Shazu..(dgn muka risau)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CheMek: Yeah?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanayau: (pegang tangan atas meja) Kau tengah rebound Ariel ni..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CheMek: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;(-_-')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eclipse, Rob Pattinson, please be here pronto! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tak sanggup curang lagi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-5057821805170132666?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/5057821805170132666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=5057821805170132666&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5057821805170132666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5057821805170132666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/06/rebound.html' title='- REBOUND -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TChkcgFJ5iI/AAAAAAAABOo/ClI6mfsXme0/s72-c/Knight_and_Day_Movie_Poster-Tom_Cruise-Cameron_Diaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-4613767646417915400</id><published>2010-06-23T21:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T21:42:54.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- DATE -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on rebel mode.  I took a day off today, just because I don't feel like going to the office and face that jerk. He wants the report? Just a simple apology would do. Call me childish? Just slam the damn door then.  So what did I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a date with my lover- the cinema.&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCILvZd4KVI/AAAAAAAABOI/8KPPOxVdfYk/s1600/killers-movie-poster-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCILvZd4KVI/AAAAAAAABOI/8KPPOxVdfYk/s320/killers-movie-poster-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485960205008644434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another action comedy film out in the cinema now besides Bounty Hunter. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In this film, Ashton Kutcher plays as a CIA agent who decides to retire when he met a beautiful woman named Jennifer whom he later married. Unfortunately, shortly after the wedding, Spencer is pursued by killers who know his identity as ex-CIA agent and try to finish him off.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The plot is quite simple to follow, with a bit of a twist towards the end. Nothing too shocking. Actually, the reason people will be watching this film is because of the on-screen chemistry between the couple Ashton Kutcher and Katherine Heigl, and not forgetting Aston’s delicious body to show. *&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;drool&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Although title sounds quite serious, this show is not meant to be taken seriously. A right dose of comedy and actions proves that Killers can actually it pull off. Although not as great as Date Night, it’s much better than Bounty Hunter and it’s good enough to be recommended as a fun date movie. 3/5 stars from me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ashton Kutcher is just HOT. Seriously. So hot, I wanted to cry. Haha!&lt;/p&gt;Sex &amp;amp; the City 2.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCIM2Sh9vrI/AAAAAAAABOQ/QuDfZCkarO4/s1600/SATC2_One-Sheet_DOM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCIM2Sh9vrI/AAAAAAAABOQ/QuDfZCkarO4/s320/SATC2_One-Sheet_DOM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485961422917451442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sequel to &lt;em&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/em&gt; is one franchise film that gives women what they want: This time the men are in the background, and women's friendships and fantasies are where it's at.                     &lt;p&gt;With two years of marriage under her designer belt, Carrie Bradshaw-Preston is concerned that she and Big are turning into a boring old married couple. By her own admission, they're somewhere between wild, hot sex and making a baby. Big's content to stay at home and watch old movies, but curling up in front of the flat-screen is hardly his fashionista's idea of a good time: Marriage hasn't tamed Carrie's desire to walk the red carpet in a designer dress. &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, the ever-sexual Samantha is leading the way through the menopause maze with a hormone cocktail of pills and potions, not to mention a few new positions. The overachieving Miranda? Still the same old workaholic, but now she's got a boorish bully for a senior partner. Finally, there's the lovely Charlotte. She seems to have gotten everything she ever wanted, but motherhood is making her come unhinged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                          &lt;p&gt;Just when the women are coming down from the nuptial bliss and starting to lament the stress of "having it all," along comes one Sheik Khalid, who invites Samantha to do public relations for his majestic hotels: "One week in Abu Dhabi," as the trailers have been putting it excitedly, "all expenses paid." The royal holiday takes our four liberated heroines to the "new" Middle East, setting in motion a comedy of manners complete with many an Islamic caricature and cross-cultural faux pas. &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;You don't have to be a fan of &lt;em&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/em&gt; to appreciate the kitsch humor here. Part TV-series sequel, part Hollywood sendup, &lt;em&gt;SATC 2&lt;/em&gt; is all satire. It's hard to miss that this film is making gentle fun of itself, of the franchise's materialism, even of its own cinematic allusions. &lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;And, of course, this latest outing is bound to entertain the true fans — legions of them — for whom the central players (Sarah Jessica Parker, Kristin Davis, Cynthia Nixon and Kim Cattrall) do a decent job of reviving the sense of silly sisterhood always shared by its core sorority. Who knows? Maybe we'll see more of these ladies in the future. If Carrie and Big decide to try their hands at parenthood, the next &lt;em&gt;Bringing Up Baby&lt;/em&gt; might have, you know, an actual kid in it — a child festooned, no doubt, in the latest fashions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't mind watching this again, with my girlfriends of course. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted to catch Prince of Persia but the schedule just didn't cut it. Maybe next time, together with Knight &amp;amp; Day, Eclipse, The Back-Up Plan? Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I felt better. Thanks for the nice date, Cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-4613767646417915400?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/4613767646417915400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=4613767646417915400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4613767646417915400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4613767646417915400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/06/date.html' title='- DATE -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCILvZd4KVI/AAAAAAAABOI/8KPPOxVdfYk/s72-c/killers-movie-poster-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-8650360607098967302</id><published>2010-06-22T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T20:39:59.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- TIRED -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally cracked last Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week before was pretty exhausting, 80% mentally. When I thought it was over, a new thing ready to start. I felt like I didn't get the time to get to the surface to take a breath. I felt so suffocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held my tears as soon as my boss handed me another project. Suddenly the feeling of energy drained out to the very last drop, just kicked in. I sat at my cubicle and trying to pull myself together, you know, taking this as another challenge. It was until that jerk just came out of his room, asking about the thing he handed to me a few minutes ago and then bamm! He slammed the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at my computer, still couldn't believe THAT just happened. Out of consciousness, I cursed him under my breath and walked out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't he asked nicely about it? How about thanking or pat on the back for completing previous project last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried like crazy at home (sorry Fozz for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suara kambing&lt;/span&gt;). Not because I was sad my boss slammed the door. But I was just so tired for the past weeks and a little appreciation would be nice. But no, he decided to act like a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.Am.Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever feel like that? You know, like tired tired? Energy drained and sleeping or resting won't make it go away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was (and still am) feeling that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't talk to my boss the whole day, like I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rebel mode is switched on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-8650360607098967302?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/8650360607098967302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=8650360607098967302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/8650360607098967302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/8650360607098967302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/06/tired.html' title='- TIRED -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-4632157062720551653</id><published>2010-06-21T10:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T21:17:45.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- UPDATES -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'm saying goodbye to blogging but the fact that I just don't have time these few months, it's quite frustrating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost the end of our financial year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Justify Full" class="gl_align_full" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;End of financial year means: appraisal to be done, KPIs to be reviewed, ratings to be discussed and moderated, promotions to be submitted, increments and bonuses to be calculated. People's bonuses are at stake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;wey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to that hectic crapness in my life, I just didn't get the time to actually sit down and share the things that had been going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Twins Turned Two-Seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCIG1gvTWBI/AAAAAAAABNo/5vztWNZMN5E/s1600/IMG00074-20100610-2345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCIG1gvTWBI/AAAAAAAABNo/5vztWNZMN5E/s320/IMG00074-20100610-2345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485954812481853458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy belated Birthday Paujiana &amp;amp; Banum! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We heart you big time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Wedding Bells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Congratulations to Mizot &amp;amp; Apis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCIBHfzbnDI/AAAAAAAABNQ/Dk2RXQlnrm4/s1600/mizot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCIBHfzbnDI/AAAAAAAABNQ/Dk2RXQlnrm4/s320/mizot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485948524398615602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Congratulations to Jasara &amp;amp; Haziq!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCIE5o3CwlI/AAAAAAAABNY/cye43PsY3q0/s1600/jasara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCIE5o3CwlI/AAAAAAAABNY/cye43PsY3q0/s320/jasara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485952684358025810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Congratulations to Carl &amp;amp; Elisa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCIGZCDf7qI/AAAAAAAABNg/wpUxG0u3-78/s1600/IMG00087-20100619-1606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCIGZCDf7qI/AAAAAAAABNg/wpUxG0u3-78/s320/IMG00087-20100619-1606.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485954323208728226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Also, congratulations to Ruby &amp;amp; Ikhmal! Congratulations to Farina &amp;amp; Hadi! Congratulations Lennta' &amp;amp; Hubby! (Sorry didn't make it to your wedding, clashed with other weddings..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. QafTalina's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my bestfriend is married. We were there to help out with the last minute touch-up on the hantaran, berinai, bringing her wedding cake + cupcakes safely to Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCIH1rntj5I/AAAAAAAABNw/aMO0pEJJMTg/s1600/31301_427507729714_768674714_5690182_6112162_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCIH1rntj5I/AAAAAAAABNw/aMO0pEJJMTg/s320/31301_427507729714_768674714_5690182_6112162_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485955914914434962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I got to admit, I cried during the akad. The moment the pakcik witness said it's 'good to go' (translation: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sah&lt;/span&gt;!), tears just rolled down my cheeks. I looked at Fozz and she was avoiding my eyes. I looked at Kuza, she was looking up the ceiling, trying to hold the tears. Thank God Nana and Nadiah were busy taking the pictures. It was emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun, singing none stop, her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mak andam&lt;/span&gt; and photographer just amazed how our energy didn't drain out a bit. Fine, we were tired before &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bersanding malam&lt;/span&gt; but while lying down on the floor, next to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hantaran&lt;/span&gt;, Nana and I started to sing KRU song. Later joined by Kuza and the whole 'Glee' casts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went back to KL after a tiring but fun weekend, we sang "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cinta di Akhir Garisan"&lt;/span&gt;..live! Haha! Singing karaoke in public, in front of strangers, at our bestfriend's wedding? CHECKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Congratulations Nattalina &amp;amp; Qaf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Mara Loan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's been bugging me to check on my Mara Loan balance. So I did and I kept quiet for a few minutes, not believing the balance on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As at June 2010, baki &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM 124.08&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you f-kidding me? Yippie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Mummy in Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's been in town since 11th June, to attend a weeding on the 12th and also Carl's wedding the week after. She stayed at my place for the whole week and prepared proper meal for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, she prepared fried noodle for dinner and keropok. I ate like there was no tomorrow, I almost cried. It was so delicious (though it was just a simple fried noodle). I missed her cooking so bad. Or am I missing proper meals?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week after Carl's wedding, Mom will be staying will Abang. Abang was using "grandchildren wants Mama Tok", but I know that's just excuses. Dad's been calling Mom, asking when she's coming back to KB, he couldn't stand the smell of the cats' poo. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Semua itu alasan! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Since Carl's reception will be on the 3rd of July, so Mom is back in KB. She'll be back.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Time to Payback &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to qada' puasa for 8 days. With Mom at my place, I managed to qada' 2 days of my puasa and then, l&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ingkup&lt;/span&gt;. Period. August is just around the corner, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sempat ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. PeterPorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years back in Bandung..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CheMek &amp;amp; Idya: Pak, tunjuk la mane rumah Ariel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pak Supir: Ni  minati Ariel ni, nggak bagus, nggak baik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CheMek: Koknya dia nyanyi  lagu Dewa "Cintaku Tertinggal di Malaysia", ditujunya pada saya pak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Idya:  Perasan! Saya la pak!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Supir: Nggak bagus orangnya. Dia dimana2  bisa aja..(&lt;/span&gt;he was referring to Ariel having sex&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)..dibelakang pentas  jugak bisa. Ini bukan cerita direka-reka dong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;CheMek &amp;amp; Idya  looked at each other.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CheMek &amp;amp; Idya: Eh, nggakkk..nggakkk  mungkinnn..(sambil menggeleng laju)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But now, cilakak lu Ariel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to work, I just didn't have the time to do what I love to do best; MOVIES. I haven't watch Prince of Persia. Me? The Queen of Movies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belum tgk P&lt;/span&gt;rince of Persia?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(Jeng! Jeng! Jeng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will catch a movie soon, movies and it's gonna be back-to-back baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me missing summer movies? Suprising huh? I need to get my groove back!&lt;br /&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/17985899-4632157062720551653?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/4632157062720551653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=4632157062720551653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4632157062720551653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4632157062720551653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/06/updates.html' title='- UPDATES -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/TCIG1gvTWBI/AAAAAAAABNo/5vztWNZMN5E/s72-c/IMG00074-20100610-2345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-2518758321402826436</id><published>2010-06-13T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:17:51.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- COMING SOON -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hello..*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cough cough sambil menolak sawang2&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It has been that long huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I will write soon, I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-2518758321402826436?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/2518758321402826436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=2518758321402826436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2518758321402826436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2518758321402826436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/06/coming-soon.html' title='- COMING SOON -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-6442743345178706085</id><published>2010-05-17T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T21:32:35.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- BYE -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't wait to go back to KB end of this month; to be in my room, listening to Dad- babbling about his car, watching Mom doing her gardening and talking to the neighbors. I just want to have that peace of doing nothing and no hassle of the city. I want to be pampered with Mom's cooking..and of course, Mom and I need to update our 'gossips' (like doing it over the phone every Sunday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x cukup&lt;/span&gt;?!) Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month is June. June is summer. June is summer blockbuster y'alls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sex &amp;amp; the City 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twilight Saga: Eclipse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lagenda Budak Setan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The A-Team&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knight and Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Back-up Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I just couldn't wait. Carry Bradshaw, let's hangout!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;kau telah tinggalkan hati yang terdalam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hingga tiada cinta yang tersisa dijiwa&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's so hard to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's for our own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-6442743345178706085?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/6442743345178706085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=6442743345178706085&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6442743345178706085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6442743345178706085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/05/bye.html' title='- BYE -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-4597184233363024246</id><published>2010-05-16T11:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T12:02:25.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- DELAY 1 -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S-9q8n1uLmI/AAAAAAAABNI/l4yUtNHRseo/s1600/30895_439556226958_763756958_5593041_3978084_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S-9q8n1uLmI/AAAAAAAABNI/l4yUtNHRseo/s320/30895_439556226958_763756958_5593041_3978084_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471709661997444706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Natt's Bachelorette Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Date/Day: 8th May 2010 (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Venue: Royale Bintang, The Curve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Theme: Back to School with Chuck Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Organizers: Nadz, Fozz, Nanayau, Shazu and Jibby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;It was a simple get-together-sleepover-HeroBand-Wii-gone-mad-party for us to celebrate with Natt before her special day arrives. Everyone had their own creative ideas to follow the theme and turned out, it was awesome. T&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ema yang dipatuhi &lt;/span&gt;and reflected our own personality, no? Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natta, hope you had fun. We love you as much as you love CekBas (and En.Tunang).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to write more but I just got other things to do. How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back uols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-4597184233363024246?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/4597184233363024246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=4597184233363024246&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4597184233363024246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4597184233363024246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/05/delay-1.html' title='- DELAY 1 -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S-9q8n1uLmI/AAAAAAAABNI/l4yUtNHRseo/s72-c/30895_439556226958_763756958_5593041_3978084_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-713518520332127532</id><published>2010-05-06T09:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T10:02:48.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- RETIRE -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm retiring next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retiring from plans or vacations, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stabilize everything back in normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for real dude. This is way too crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June is the month for me to retire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-713518520332127532?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/713518520332127532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=713518520332127532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/713518520332127532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/713518520332127532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/05/retire.html' title='- RETIRE -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-617890604290676062</id><published>2010-05-02T22:43:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:14:18.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- FULLY UTILIZED WEEKEND -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;It was truly not just another weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92cuhh6vqI/AAAAAAAABL4/qT-NhvAVOdY/s1600/28888_387803705274_761810274_3798652_180456_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92cuhh6vqI/AAAAAAAABL4/qT-NhvAVOdY/s320/28888_387803705274_761810274_3798652_180456_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466697845786197666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A simple gathering at IOI Puchong's Redbox to celebrate Mizot's bachelorette party. The karaoke session was crazy which lasted until 4am. The highlights were: mic-hogging (no names should be mentioned here..*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coughing KUZA!&lt;/span&gt;*) and of course, KRU 'mini-concert'. We heart KRU! Haha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92e0bZDIEI/AAAAAAAABMY/Rl13ZtwtfhY/s1600/31653_387183716858_769986858_3939425_8169862_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92e0bZDIEI/AAAAAAAABMY/Rl13ZtwtfhY/s320/31653_387183716858_769986858_3939425_8169862_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466700146240856130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92eIhXSngI/AAAAAAAABMI/WdZ1W_gKdXE/s1600/28495_1387310317559_1076078680_31138981_3517002_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92eIhXSngI/AAAAAAAABMI/WdZ1W_gKdXE/s320/28495_1387310317559_1076078680_31138981_3517002_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466699391929851394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92eXv4DcjI/AAAAAAAABMQ/MC-w3eFRnRk/s1600/30304_421533555844_738925844_5768939_3244122_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92eXv4DcjI/AAAAAAAABMQ/MC-w3eFRnRk/s320/30304_421533555844_738925844_5768939_3244122_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466699653523403314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;With only 3 hours of sleep, we went to TKC Seremban for the annual OGA gathering. While the juniors were warming up for the basketball friendly match, we were there to enjoy our food and company. Though &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pancit &lt;/span&gt;for the 20 minutes game, but OGA surely kicked the juniors team big time! Try harder &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adik-adik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Back in Cyberjaya around 4.45pm for a quick nap. An hour of sleep and when we got up to get ready for Ungu, it was raining like crazy. The instinct was to move GG but it was too late, GG was drowned in the short &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;banjir kilat.&lt;/span&gt; I was crying inside. Sent to a shop near Oldtown Cyber and that brother (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oghe Kelate&lt;/span&gt;) said he would take care of it; vacuum the water out and try to dry the carpet and seats.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92fJLhv9UI/AAAAAAAABMg/mgDrxmijcUU/s1600/30969_388429125387_568985387_4431543_3180486_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92fJLhv9UI/AAAAAAAABMg/mgDrxmijcUU/s320/30969_388429125387_568985387_4431543_3180486_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466700502759634242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92fVznRqZI/AAAAAAAABMo/Lg_xmjQn1Sc/s1600/P1020228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92fVznRqZI/AAAAAAAABMo/Lg_xmjQn1Sc/s320/P1020228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466700719678663058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92ffwYdR7I/AAAAAAAABMw/DklRRNSwnfY/s1600/30969_388429445387_568985387_4431599_595265_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92ffwYdR7I/AAAAAAAABMw/DklRRNSwnfY/s320/30969_388429445387_568985387_4431599_595265_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466700890609895346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92h5FneDtI/AAAAAAAABM4/SMDvbrE2X7A/s1600/P1020262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92h5FneDtI/AAAAAAAABM4/SMDvbrE2X7A/s320/P1020262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466703524829990610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ungu Mega Konsert was alright. It was at Stadium Nasional but the allocation for the concert itself was rather smaller than I thought. Kuza and Sherry went crazy the moment Pasha walked on the stage. I'm sure Atie and K.Ani right at the front (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;VIP la katakan&lt;/span&gt;) were screaming &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dalam hati&lt;/span&gt;. Hehe! The show was energetic. Listening to their hit songs live, I almost shed a tear. However, I didn't get to enjoy myself as I was worrying about GG and I don't really know most of Ungu's songs. Ended up me screaming for Ariel and watching Peterpan's video on my phone. I'm sorry. I am truly a Peterpan fan. Got to meet Catt after the concert where she showed the pictures taken back stage, she thought I wouldn't be at the concert, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalu tak dah ajak  you join &lt;/span&gt;backstage. Again, Kuza and Sherry went crazy seeing the picture and about the late invitation. Sorry Catt, I just knew these people *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sambil buat-buat tak kenal&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92dhNu3sdI/AAAAAAAABMA/P0mKSNNeQ-k/s1600/IMG00031-20100502-1236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92dhNu3sdI/AAAAAAAABMA/P0mKSNNeQ-k/s320/IMG00031-20100502-1236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466698716645142994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to take GG and seeing GG all 'naked', I felt so..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasrah&lt;/span&gt;. But thanks to that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abang&lt;/span&gt; for taking out the seats and carpet and put them under the hot sun, GG was all dried up. All I need to do is bring GG for the wiring check-up at Perodua since the light for the handbrake and ABS just won't switch off. Damn. But overall, GG is alright. Informed Boss that I'll be taking halfday EL to settle GG. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ye ke halfday??&lt;/span&gt; *devilish smile*)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92jVyPN2eI/AAAAAAAABNA/0AwTeM7asU8/s1600/ironman2head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92jVyPN2eI/AAAAAAAABNA/0AwTeM7asU8/s320/ironman2head.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466705117355825634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iron Man 2 at Alamanda with Kuza. Ok, got to confess. Robert Downey Jr is adorable. Those cute eyes..argh!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I'm back in Shah Alam. I'm losing my voice due to karaoke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;till lebam&lt;/span&gt; (and they still thought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS&lt;/span&gt; my singing-voice..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mmg tak aaa Jack!&lt;/span&gt;) ,lack of sleep, screaming for Ariel at Ungu's concert, cheering and laughing at OGA. Also, spending time with Kuza, I sounded like her&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; gitu&lt;/span&gt;~~Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIM is on air. Nothing extraordinary yet. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-617890604290676062?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/617890604290676062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=617890604290676062&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/617890604290676062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/617890604290676062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-was-truly-not-just-another-weekend.html' title='- FULLY UTILIZED WEEKEND -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S92cuhh6vqI/AAAAAAAABL4/qT-NhvAVOdY/s72-c/28888_387803705274_761810274_3798652_180456_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-5452560751163709945</id><published>2010-04-29T13:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:42:25.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- HUH?-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Let's review this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mamat (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;bukan nama sebenar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;) has been trying to woo a friend for quite sometime. This friend, well she's alright. She's funny, she's quite active with outdoors, she's loud but at the same time, she's wearing a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;tudung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Normal person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mamat has been telling this friend that he wants to change to be a better person. From the stories that this friend heard before; a few years back, Mamat has been 'drifted away' from the path as he was so frustrated with a girl. To get back at this girl, he went out with another girl. They were in a relationship for 2 years and throughout those 2 years, he was 'lost'. Drinking and all the sins in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Astaghfirullah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But now, Mamat admitted to this friend that he wants to change and hoping that she would be there for him (between the lines: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;awek aaa~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. That was his past, 2 years of his darkest moment. The friend nodded, glad that he has that 'kesedaran' but somehow, deep down inside, she was not actually convinced. She told Mamat that he's doing the right thing but for her to be that 'person', she just can't. Maybe as a friend, she would help him out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Months gone by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mamat still tries to woo this friend. She's not interested but she still considers him as a friend. She was even got a little bit irritated with Mamat sometimes, with his silly statements and you know, trying-too-hard.The next thing this friend know, Mamat went out with the girl he was with before after 5 years he didn't contact her, due to the 'darkest days'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And now, Mamat is somehow back to that 'lost' world, slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So that makes this friend wonder, is this Mamat for real? Or he was just on the rebound; gave up with this friend after months of persuading her, that he turned to the girl. Not like this friend cares who he's with but the fact that he's doing what he left few years ago. What happened to the promises that he wants to change? He wants to be a better person? Or to him that's just words and his way to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;usha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; this friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thank God that this friend didn't fall for his 'promises' and whatnot. That's just acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Somehow, it made that friend felt a little bit guilty for pushing him away or at least lend a hand to guide him to right path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But if that friend ask me, I would just simply say, screw him! His old enough to know what's right and what's wrong. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-5452560751163709945?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/5452560751163709945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=5452560751163709945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5452560751163709945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5452560751163709945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/04/huh.html' title='- HUH?-'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-3860730818931888344</id><published>2010-04-26T20:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T20:49:19.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- DANG!~ -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First 5 minutes, power walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next 10 minutes, jogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes after that, running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes after, back to power walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final 10 minutes, the cravings kicked-in and the feeling to ditch the routine is like sky high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teh ais&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;daging&lt;/span&gt;..teh ais..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;daging&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy. Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you stop all these? (Besides NOT to work out?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-3860730818931888344?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/3860730818931888344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=3860730818931888344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/3860730818931888344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/3860730818931888344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/04/dang.html' title='- DANG!~ -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-7253234141281949036</id><published>2010-04-25T19:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T19:44:17.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- ANOTHER WEEKEND -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Have you experienced this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You have so much to say but not a single word could express what you really feel, ended up you keeping it to yourself instead? Some things that are better left unsaid, killing you slowly inside but there's no way of you telling even your closest friends about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, surprisingly, I don't have to tell them anything, at first. They usually have this 'instinct' or 'connection' that they would know something is wrong with me. A simple phone call or text, out of the blue, like "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You ok?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; or "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Babe, heart to heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" or "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;You wanna talk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" just make my day better. Even it'd be hard to explain what's actually worrying me, but you know, to know that there's these people in my life, with these kind of 'instinct', I feel safe in a way. I'd always know that they have my back no matter, without me saying anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It happened so many times, it's scary sometimes. But is this considered as "soul mates"? I don't know how to explain all these..but all I'm saying that I'm glad I have these people. People who knows when I'm down even when I don't actually tell them. They just know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When In Rome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S9QqFPBbLuI/AAAAAAAABLw/Fw3cXPBl6b4/s1600/wheninromereview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S9QqFPBbLuI/AAAAAAAABLw/Fw3cXPBl6b4/s320/wheninromereview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464038517327474402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I got 4 words for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Josh Duhamel is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Go check it out! Next: Iron Man 2, The Back-up Plan, The Grown-ups, Twilight Saga: Eclipse..and more to come..&lt;br /&gt;&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/17985899-7253234141281949036?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/7253234141281949036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=7253234141281949036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7253234141281949036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7253234141281949036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-weekend.html' title='- ANOTHER WEEKEND -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S9QqFPBbLuI/AAAAAAAABLw/Fw3cXPBl6b4/s72-c/wheninromereview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-3338572320948733778</id><published>2010-04-20T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T22:01:54.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-MISGUIDED-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Misguided Ghosts- Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going away for a while&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be back don't try and follow me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll return as soon as possible&lt;br /&gt;See I'm trying to find my place&lt;br /&gt;And it might not be here where I feel safe&lt;br /&gt;We all learn to make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And run from them, from them&lt;br /&gt;With no direction&lt;br /&gt;We'll run from them, from them&lt;br /&gt;With no conviction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm just one of those ghosts&lt;br /&gt;Traveling endlessly&lt;br /&gt;Don't need no roads&lt;br /&gt;In fact they follow me&lt;br /&gt;And we just go in circles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm told that this is life&lt;br /&gt;And pain is just a simple compromise&lt;br /&gt;So we can get what we want out of it&lt;br /&gt;Would someone care to classify&lt;br /&gt;Our broken hearts and twisted minds&lt;br /&gt;So I can find someone to rely on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And run to them, to them&lt;br /&gt;Full speed ahead&lt;br /&gt;Oh you are not useless&lt;br /&gt;We are just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misguided ghosts&lt;br /&gt;Traveling endlessly&lt;br /&gt;The ones we trusted the most&lt;br /&gt;Pushed us far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no one road&lt;br /&gt;We should not be the same&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just a ghost&lt;br /&gt;And still they echo me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They echo me in circles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-3338572320948733778?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/3338572320948733778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=3338572320948733778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/3338572320948733778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/3338572320948733778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/04/misguided.html' title='-MISGUIDED-'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-5777548147848006402</id><published>2010-04-15T21:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:30:23.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- COLD -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always one thing I realized about myself when it comes to 'fights' and I just confirmed it last two weeks. I don't know if what I do sometimes is considered as super cruel or just plain cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't do back-stabbing, bad-mouthing or even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kipas &lt;/span&gt;just to get to the top or just to be in the 'good' list. What I know, what I learned from Dad is that, work is work and you just do your work with honesty and determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between determination and knocking others down, there's a very fine line and it'd be totally dangerous if you're not careful. To some people, they just don't see that line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the one person like with one year experience, handled just one major event and started to feel like no one can touch her, just don't respect the superior, big-headed when she has one of the big bosses behind her back, started to be bitchy and bad-mouthing you, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being bitchy about each one of us on her status, on FB when she's aware that we are all connected. Plain stupid and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mencari nahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) You confront her and scream like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;B) You confront her and cried, "what did I do wrong?!"&lt;br /&gt;C) Start bitching about her to others.&lt;br /&gt;D) Do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it didn't happen to me. But one of my good colleague was feeling so down when this happened to her. What hurts the most, it came from someone she trained from day one. So she wanted to confront her and just print out the PrintScreen of all the comments, she wanted to hear the explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I stopped her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the purpose of confrontation when you know deep inside, you can't even trust that particular person in your team..right? On FB she was bitchy about you and the next day she came to the office, trying to live the day like she did nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her to go with the silent treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk to her. Just treat her like she's not there. Let her go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saiko &lt;/span&gt;thinking what she did wrong to you (she should know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la kan?) &lt;/span&gt;Let her be on her own. You just live your life, ignore. Just between you and her, ignorance is the best way. If she still wants to bad-mouth you, let her. All you got to do is ignore and just do your job. After all, she needs to talk to you for reference and discussion. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buat tak tahu je&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colleague did what I told her for two weeks and yesterday, I received the resignation letter from that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I feel bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it was my suggestion but to me I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't tell the colleague to go around, bitching about her or go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maki-hamun&lt;/span&gt; that person. I just asked her to ignore and just do your work. That person did email her, asking what she did wrong? Why email when you're sitting across her cubicle? And everything in your email was so fake with all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayat bunga-bunga&lt;/span&gt;. After all, we've read the status yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determination is not by knocking others down, right? After a few times being tortured, scolded, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dianaktirikan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kena cantas&lt;/span&gt;, though all I did is my work with honesty and determination, I've learned something from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving cold shoulder is psychologically painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried it? Or experienced it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-5777548147848006402?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/5777548147848006402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=5777548147848006402&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5777548147848006402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5777548147848006402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/04/cold.html' title='- COLD -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1789981472749028915</id><published>2010-04-08T17:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T17:43:02.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- HOW? -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you think of someone out of the blue, and seconds after that you'll get a phone call from that particular person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whenever you think of someone out of the blue, and seconds after that you'll receive an email from that particular person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whenever you think of someone out of the blue, and seconds after that you'll see something that reminds you of that particular person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whenever you think of someone out of the blue, and seconds after that you'll see yourself smiling away, reminiscing some sick personal jokes you shared with that particular person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whenever you think of that someone out of the blue, and seconds after that someone asked you about that particular person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How do you label that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fate or simple coincidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If it's fate, then I'll say "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stop playing games with me wey!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1789981472749028915?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1789981472749028915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1789981472749028915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1789981472749028915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1789981472749028915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/04/how.html' title='- HOW? -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-7601989792738436346</id><published>2010-04-07T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:26:34.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- NADA -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clash of the Titans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dragging.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not Sam Worthington's fan, hearing him shouting and in that short skirt really annoyed me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Perseus was supposed to be the son of Poseidon or the son of Zeus? Get your facts right people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How to Train Your Dragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adorable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want one. I want a pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Funny&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't mind watching it again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Do List for this Weekend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Diva-Sing-Off with K.Naj and Abang Mirul. Karaoke till &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lebam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Accompany Atie to Akademi Fantasia. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anak ikan&lt;/span&gt; alert!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wants to play basketball. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sape mau&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;House-cleaning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think to do something exciting..*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muka berkerut, berfikir bersungguh-sungguh&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-7601989792738436346?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/7601989792738436346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=7601989792738436346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7601989792738436346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7601989792738436346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/04/nada.html' title='- NADA -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1604642806065481623</id><published>2010-04-05T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:31:28.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- ONE DOWN -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organizing an appreciation dinner for 700 staff in 3 weeks was rather crazy but managed to pull it off, with the Walk-in Interview sessions a week before, new staff coming in etc. It went smoothly and I hope that everyone had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great laugh watching those Bangladeshis and Indonesians having so much fun on dancing on the stage, my jaws were almost locked! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S7nkx8_pEqI/AAAAAAAABLo/to9bCIPy1Kg/s1600/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S7nkx8_pEqI/AAAAAAAABLo/to9bCIPy1Kg/s320/20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456643970373849762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's done. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next would be the Staff Sports Carnival and Annual Dinner. I'm tired. Can't anyone else take over? I need my space for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1604642806065481623?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1604642806065481623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1604642806065481623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1604642806065481623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1604642806065481623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-down.html' title='- ONE DOWN -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S7nkx8_pEqI/AAAAAAAABLo/to9bCIPy1Kg/s72-c/20.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-984601740182846213</id><published>2010-03-29T22:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:16:30.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- IRRI -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added you as a friend is good enough. At least I have the courtesy to share at least &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; of my life, my circle of friends etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be criticized about how I pose in pictures, what shoes should I wear, that "oh-not-ladylike" babbling, it's irritating. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amat&lt;/span&gt; irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worst, you didn't even have the guts to say it right to my face. You would compliment and whatnot but behind my back?? What is that?! Stop using middle person to say what's really on your mind. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pantang btol guna orang tengah&lt;/span&gt; because I don't like myself shooting the messenger. I hate myself after scolding that middle person. And I'd be angrier to you because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, you've been blocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-984601740182846213?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/984601740182846213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=984601740182846213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/984601740182846213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/984601740182846213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/03/irri.html' title='- IRRI -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-6901970790382516368</id><published>2010-03-28T15:39:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T16:14:27.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- GEREK SEH -</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;On our way to LCCT, taxi driver made us smile "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blajar lagi ke? Blajar kat &lt;/span&gt;Singapore?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Universal Studio Singapore was cool.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S68LXzTY2sI/AAAAAAAABLA/14vftUmD0yU/s1600/P1010987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S68LXzTY2sI/AAAAAAAABLA/14vftUmD0yU/s320/P1010987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453590177305385666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Atie and Ayu ditched me halfway through try on "Revenge of the Mummy" ride. Curse those two!! But the ride was awesome and crazy, it was worth it (and I don't think they could take it..hehe!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S68LwZVQLxI/AAAAAAAABLQ/DVlu1pTHMHg/s1600/upload8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S68LwZVQLxI/AAAAAAAABLQ/DVlu1pTHMHg/s320/upload8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453590599830613778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Far Far Away section was cute!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Battlestar Galactica was closed due some technical problem. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alaaaa!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;A MUST: Jurassic Park Rapids Adventure, Canopy Flyer, Shrek 4D Adventure, Donkey Live, Enchanted Airways, Revenge of the Mummy &amp;amp; Pantages Hollywood Theater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After 4 months being shoes-sober, being a day in Singapore, I cracked. 3 shoes but they were on sale..=)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S68N6K2zaRI/AAAAAAAABLg/BNNcVRl-0Qo/s1600/P1020147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S68N6K2zaRI/AAAAAAAABLg/BNNcVRl-0Qo/s320/P1020147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453592966766749970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Late Mamak session with Nanayau and Copot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleepy like crazy for the early flight back to KL on Sunday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taxi driver made our day. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blajar kat Singapore ke?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you Estee Lauder Advance Night Cream. =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-6901970790382516368?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/6901970790382516368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=6901970790382516368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6901970790382516368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6901970790382516368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/03/gerek-seh.html' title='- GEREK SEH -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S68LXzTY2sI/AAAAAAAABLA/14vftUmD0yU/s72-c/P1010987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-6994798461228038255</id><published>2010-03-23T15:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:03:07.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- PERGH -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue, I listened to Peterpan's CD on my way back from the office yesterday. Omg. How much I love this dude's voice, the huskiness of the voice, it could shake you to the core. Fine, my core. Then the image of him smoking, added to the 'shakingness' of the core. Hmm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't dig smokers.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The after smell, the breath..it's just not that cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Putting the cigarette at the tips of the lips, either little bit to the right or left..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The concentration, the seriousness on the face, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berkerut sket&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With one hand covering the lighter, the other trying to lit the cigarette..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first inhale and exhale of it..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the face of satisfaction and relaxation..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S6i6XQgAIRI/AAAAAAAABKY/0VJOaHAgngI/s1600-h/ariel+Qu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S6i6XQgAIRI/AAAAAAAABKY/0VJOaHAgngI/s200/ariel+Qu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451812257660936466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And that, ladies and gentlemen, my definition of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOTNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But after that  stage, it's just a total turn off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Weird is my middle name. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whatever it is, Azreel Azhar's voice is just not as awesome as Nazril Irham's. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I got another 1.5 days to finish up my work before I'm off to Singapore for a getaway with Atie. With the stupid training for the whole day tomorrow, I don't know how am I gonna finish it. Boss did his shock-face when I reminded me about my leave on Friday. I don't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to getaway. I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-6994798461228038255?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/6994798461228038255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=6994798461228038255&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6994798461228038255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6994798461228038255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/03/pergh.html' title='- PERGH -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S6i6XQgAIRI/AAAAAAAABKY/0VJOaHAgngI/s72-c/ariel+Qu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1913676572519267748</id><published>2010-03-22T21:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:43:04.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- SOBER -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been sober for almost 4 months now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tough for the first few weeks; going through the mind-torturing weeks where tension was our middle name. Usually at the minute I could sense stress, I would go and get it and it was such a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High is the right word for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It became an addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after getting myself a handbag and a pair of shoes that cost me quite a lot, I came to my senses especially when you tend to budget on your meals, but not on the shoes and handbags?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S6dxk0bU4UI/AAAAAAAABKI/ZMkrbOYiUDo/s1600-h/400_F_7175944_cj3hcUMxNKOImMF8C9unZpo0mxaa9BRb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S6dxk0bU4UI/AAAAAAAABKI/ZMkrbOYiUDo/s320/400_F_7175944_cj3hcUMxNKOImMF8C9unZpo0mxaa9BRb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451450751317762370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pic courtesy of Fotolia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a week after getting myself a handbag. Two handbags and two pairs of shoes, in two weeks. I needed help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed away from the shoe shops and handbags for awhile; purposely leave my credit card at home, tried to have with the maximum of RM50 in the purse and even just drool over those items that I LOVE so much by flipping the magazines. It was tough, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way to ease my addiction, I persuaded my colleagues to get themselves the shoes or handbags. It felt so good. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bak kata, menjadi suara halus.&lt;/span&gt; Heheh..Seeing them doing the shopping, I felt better. The feeling was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;almost &lt;/span&gt;the same as I bought those shoes myself. It kept me sane and my purse safe, but  I was never fully satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 months and still going strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore. Dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1913676572519267748?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1913676572519267748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1913676572519267748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1913676572519267748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1913676572519267748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/03/sober.html' title='- SOBER -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S6dxk0bU4UI/AAAAAAAABKI/ZMkrbOYiUDo/s72-c/400_F_7175944_cj3hcUMxNKOImMF8C9unZpo0mxaa9BRb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1708084470476054057</id><published>2010-03-21T13:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T14:05:12.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- BOAT -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impromptu decision to watch Remember Me with one of my colleague was a mistake. I was queuing up for tickets when she called and said that she had to bring her aunt somewhere. I just  don't give a damn to listen to her excuses, I already had plans to watch this with my good friends on Sunday. But since she  has no one to watch the movie with, I did't mind to accompany her to watch it the day before (It's Robert Pattinson y'all!).This is one of the reasons why I don't do weekend with colleagues. Colleagues are just friends in the office; Monday to Friday. Full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind watching movies alone, I've done it regularly especially when I feel like having some alone time. While enjoying my popcorn, I looked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Right: &lt;/span&gt;Young Chinese couples, probably 15 years old and probably this is their first date. You know, a little bit awkward and flirty at the same time. It's cute and irritating at the same time. Should they be dating this young?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Left:&lt;/span&gt; 4 couples, probably college friends, around 19-20 at age. Maybe this is a normal outing between friends but there's two of them were, well..in the midst of becoming more than friends. While the others were talking about classes, these two were talking about their lives, more of a private conversation. Hmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Back row: &lt;/span&gt;A couple around 24 years old, probably been dating for a year or two. They must've been really comfortable with each other, when they started to plan where to hangout and should call the girl's girlfriends or the dude's dudes to join them. Reminded me of Qaf and Natt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the lights dimmed, sitting there in my favorite F8 spot, I got to think about days gone by; that care-free time when our schedules were wide as open as our hearts, the time before the break-ups, work and marriage began to weigh us all down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you can hear the ladies sigh when it was Rob Pattinson's scene, I felt so numb. Fine, the story line was not exciting at all but I was there to drool over Rob but now I just couldn't help but to wonder on all the choices made in the earlier years; not to date during teen years, to enjoy the care-free single lady after graduation, to travel and splurge after years of hard work before some commitment. Now at the age of 27..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I missed the boat in finding that one person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1708084470476054057?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1708084470476054057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1708084470476054057&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1708084470476054057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1708084470476054057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/03/boat.html' title='- BOAT -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-6903453498504235519</id><published>2010-03-17T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T20:33:18.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- MOVIE-ADDICT -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;March&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alice in Wonderland &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;--checked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember Me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;--*drooling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;April&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clash of the Titans&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How to Train Your Dragon &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;--This gonna be cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Runaways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;IronMan 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;May&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Bounty Hunter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shrek Forever After&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prince of Persia &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;--not sure yet. Not a fan of the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sex and the City 2 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;--movie date with the girls of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;June&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The A Team&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jonah Hex&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knight and Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;July&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twilight Saga: Eclipse &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;--omg. *faint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Back-up Plan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I miss my usual movie routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been pretty hectic these few months and I feel like I'm missing so much already. So, I'm listing down the upcoming movies that I really want to watch and HAVE to watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyone wanna join me?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kemonnn&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-6903453498504235519?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/6903453498504235519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=6903453498504235519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6903453498504235519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6903453498504235519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/03/movie-addict.html' title='- MOVIE-ADDICT -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-2502283136849731471</id><published>2010-03-15T21:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:37:18.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- WIKEN YG LALU-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month: paid income tax, need to service GG after 20,000km and pocket money for Singapore end of the month. Ouch, my pocket hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do anything much throughout the weekend; the meeting for 10th year reunion dinner with the girls, swimming with Atie, watched Alice in Wonderland with the girls, hanging out at Gravy Baby listening to THE voice and..that was it. Oh yeah, I lost my voice for no reason. I spent 2 days with Kuza and bamm! I woke up with my barely-there-voice throughout the weekend. I sounded like Tampin. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting was pretty much; as Nadz's mom would put it, 90% rubbish and 10% educational information. Haha..the last 10 minutes of the meeting (somewhere at 12.30am), we got to delegate some of the work and yup, almost there! =) Let's keep the ball rolling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland was alright. Witty and very colorful. Got to admit, the main reason to watch it= Johnny Depp and he as the Mad Hatter was awesome! I couldn't help it but to laugh when he did the dance. Depp?! DANCING!? Fozz just covered her face, too embarrassed to watch  her major crush, The Sexiest Man Alive, doing that lame dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S540ulTW6nI/AAAAAAAABKA/hcb9XkVU7Wc/s1600-h/alice_in_wonderland-review-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S540ulTW6nI/AAAAAAAABKA/hcb9XkVU7Wc/s320/alice_in_wonderland-review-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448850574056811122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Off with his head!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The whole admin office will be shifting to the new office on Thursday. Clubhouse is 90% ready and our new office will be handover to us tomorrow. I've started packing my stuff since I won't be in the office tomorrow and the day after; due to some meeting which gonna be the whole day. I don't get it. How people would sit in a room to decide on something for the whole day? I mean, can't they do it within at least 2 hours? Don't they know that human's focus only last for 30 minutes? Fine, that would be me and my focus would be for the first 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I slept at 9pm. Perfect 9 hours of sleep with no disturbance. It was so refreshing. I want some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Me. The Runaways. What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-2502283136849731471?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/2502283136849731471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=2502283136849731471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2502283136849731471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2502283136849731471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/03/wiken-yg-lalu.html' title='- WIKEN YG LALU-'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S540ulTW6nI/AAAAAAAABKA/hcb9XkVU7Wc/s72-c/alice_in_wonderland-review-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-486097602884363463</id><published>2010-03-09T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:44:27.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- LIST -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;At last, sitting in front of my laptop, sipping some coffee..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amat tenang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's been going on with me for the past week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMO was tiring. Though I was not involve in the operation side, but planning to ensure that all staff are involve in the event with no hiccups, it was mentally tiring. Plus, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drama bersiri &lt;/span&gt;with the PMS-male boss and his biatch, totally drained my energy. I almost cried, every day. Only God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was here at the apartment for the whole week due to the major repairing with the bathrooms etc. I felt bad for being home 8.30pm-9pm for the whole week, tired and didn't really have the energy to have a conversation with him.  Just some simple "how was your day" and "whatcha doing?". But I did tapau delicious dinner for him every night. =) Thanks for being my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one-week-housemate-yang-amat-understanding&lt;/span&gt; Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's next after MMO? I thought I could just relax a bit, you know..take a break. But nope, new things lined up til next month. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Representative for Property Division, for Career Path 2010 @ UM under Sime Darby Group &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;--today, checked! Attended for 3 hours, but back to 'mother-ship', Boss dok sms about office. Sheesh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recruitment plan and proposal for the walk-in interview which will be in 2 weeks. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;--Proposal approved! Need to work on the logistics etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vacancies write-ups for the newspaper advertisements and on Jobstreet, to be send to Group Comm.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;--deadline 12th March. *Berpeluh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Proposal for Appreciation Dinner for Staff &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;--Approved! Keep the ball rolling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New revised Employee Handbook for all staff by end of the month. &lt;--&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gile?! * Ketiak dah basah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meeting with HR Property on Mplan on 18th.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Submission for the Competency to HR Property, deadline 22nd. &lt;--&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;madefff?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Induction Program for all new staff, every Tuesday, starting 16th.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, that's work. Something on the lighter side maybe (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need it so badly pon!!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mini meeting for the 9600 Dinner Anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alice in Wonderland with Atie, Firah, Marr, Fozz..anyone else? (Some one please bookkan..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember Me with Idya (Don't ditch me!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Surprise birthday celebration@ Redbox for March babes (K.Naj, Vivien and Cindy).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Singapore Trip with Atie..finally!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss my regular visit to the cinema! I MISS YOU TGV!! I MISS YOU GSC! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-486097602884363463?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/486097602884363463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=486097602884363463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/486097602884363463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/486097602884363463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/03/list.html' title='- LIST -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1052209834839713399</id><published>2010-03-08T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:14:20.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- CURTAINS DOWN (ALMOST~) -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally. It's done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S5ZG_CV8i9I/AAAAAAAABJQ/Lh1IkdsgdnY/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S5ZG_CV8i9I/AAAAAAAABJQ/Lh1IkdsgdnY/s320/16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446618848125815762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S5ZJW5ZGe6I/AAAAAAAABJ4/DRakeaKfnKY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S5ZJW5ZGe6I/AAAAAAAABJ4/DRakeaKfnKY/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446621457063246754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S5ZHTqZ3m_I/AAAAAAAABJY/EctnJGbRLYA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S5ZHTqZ3m_I/AAAAAAAABJY/EctnJGbRLYA/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446619202477071346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MMO 2010 is over. We can breath now..yes? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we could for a month or two but then we're back in the game as the LPGA will be held here in October. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adoi~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1052209834839713399?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1052209834839713399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1052209834839713399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1052209834839713399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1052209834839713399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/03/curtains-down-almost.html' title='- CURTAINS DOWN (ALMOST~) -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S5ZG_CV8i9I/AAAAAAAABJQ/Lh1IkdsgdnY/s72-c/16.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-395904049131056354</id><published>2010-02-27T11:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T11:29:50.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- BBQ -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iQygjlVRI/AAAAAAAABJI/_E5qzUDgdlo/s1600-h/26985_359281868091_766788091_4854553_270674_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iQygjlVRI/AAAAAAAABJI/_E5qzUDgdlo/s200/26985_359281868091_766788091_4854553_270674_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442759347084285202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iQIfGghkI/AAAAAAAABI4/9FlItR9qQAE/s1600-h/26985_359128198091_766788091_4853975_7585130_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iQIfGghkI/AAAAAAAABI4/9FlItR9qQAE/s200/26985_359128198091_766788091_4853975_7585130_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442758625139394114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iQgbBffhI/AAAAAAAABJA/ZwKvH2GLAXM/s1600-h/26985_359228013091_766788091_4854378_4130830_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iQgbBffhI/AAAAAAAABJA/ZwKvH2GLAXM/s200/26985_359228013091_766788091_4854378_4130830_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442759036361473554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From A-to-Z BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Venue: Ketiau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Theme: Headgears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Activities: Headgears &amp;amp; Zero-Point Lompat Getah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We started the marinate sauce from scratch, thanks to Qaf for the recipe and of coz, his patience with our 'ketenangan' yang amat. Hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The sauce, the cicah, the mashed potatoes, the gravy, the so-freshing drink..it was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Terima kasih semua!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-395904049131056354?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/395904049131056354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=395904049131056354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/395904049131056354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/395904049131056354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/02/bbq.html' title='- BBQ -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iQygjlVRI/AAAAAAAABJI/_E5qzUDgdlo/s72-c/26985_359281868091_766788091_4854553_270674_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-584730412194399884</id><published>2010-02-23T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:53:55.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- KIPAS -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian Open will be on for the whole week next week, starting with the qualifying round and the Tournament itself on the weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9pm-9.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The usual time for me to be back home for the past few days. Maybe it's normal for some of you guys out there, but it's totally different for me. My work usually involves during working hours but these days, it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know. HR involve MMO? That's weird isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one's work being dump on you and you need to clean up the crap, you wouldn't want to jeopardize your work schedule the next day right? So what you got to do? You got to do what you got to do, as long as the next day, you can just need to focus on yours. Multitasking? This is more than 8 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tangan, 8 kaki ala Dewa dah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm tired..mentally especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when some make remarks like "Y&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e ke busy sangat sampai takde masa?&lt;/span&gt;", I'd be so pissed off but I'd be so tired to be pissed off. I didn't even have time to go for a leak or to just have a bite when everything needs to be done URGENTLY or everything being dump on me. Please be considerate on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's frustrating sometimes..all the time..A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some would say it's an opportunity; being relied on that much but I think different. It's like being taken advantage of. I know how they work and I don't do what they do; ass-kissing. I'm just like a ruler, I do whatever I need to do but never have this thing to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'kipas&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind if you want to '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kipas&lt;/span&gt;' or ass-kissing but just stop &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;menjatuhkan orang. &lt;/span&gt;Just do whatever you wanna do, but please don't make others miserable or living like hell, doing YOUR job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku bukan &lt;/span&gt;Justin Timberlake, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapi hanya Hamba Allah yang teraniaya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&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/17985899-584730412194399884?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/584730412194399884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=584730412194399884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/584730412194399884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/584730412194399884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/02/kipas.html' title='- KIPAS -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-364059372236732316</id><published>2010-02-21T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:56:18.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- HERE -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, they're here. O-M-G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramore is will be performing in Singapore on the 7th of March 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybank Malaysian Open will be on 4th-7th of March 2010, at my workplace. And staff might have to be on duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Paramore, you're so near yet so far. I shall see you guys soon, not next month, but someday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-364059372236732316?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/364059372236732316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=364059372236732316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/364059372236732316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/364059372236732316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/02/here.html' title='- HERE -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-2132188814541754988</id><published>2010-02-20T12:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T12:41:18.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- BETTER -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deleted the previous entry because I posted it out of anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was shaking after the incident, my heart was beating so fast. I was so angry with that kind of attitude but for me to walk away from that argument was the best decision. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, that's my thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would walk away from that kind of argument just to avoid from being rude or say things that might hurt feelings (she's older &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maa..&lt;/span&gt;). Practically, I just don't want to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;serabut&lt;/span&gt; in that kind of drama. So, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk away, doesn't mean I lost the lame battle. I just don't want to downgrade myself to your level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt better after I've analyzed the incident. I had to give the credit to myself for being so calm (calm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la sangattt!&lt;/span&gt;). Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sekian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/17985899-2132188814541754988?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/2132188814541754988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=2132188814541754988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2132188814541754988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/2132188814541754988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/02/better.html' title='- BETTER -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-3716944127382179240</id><published>2010-02-17T22:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:50:38.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- BEK2BEK -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;2 movies with two of my favorite people, back to back..the movie that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a wrong move to make reservation and to wake up that early on our public holiday. The queue was so long, shaping continuous S, from one end to the other. I couldn't help it but to 'show off' our tickets while walking away from the reservation counter. Hello people? Online &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;..hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First choice, Percy Jackson &amp;amp; the Olympians- The Lightning Thief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S3v-5Un_hOI/AAAAAAAABII/5kS8fXzXulw/s1600-h/percy-jackson-and-the-olympians-the-lightning-thief-poster-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S3v-5Un_hOI/AAAAAAAABII/5kS8fXzXulw/s200/percy-jackson-and-the-olympians-the-lightning-thief-poster-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439221235722454242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just knew it was from a book, series actually like Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouble-prone Percy Jackson is having problems in high school - but that's the least of his challenges. It's the 21st century, but the gods of Mount Olympus seem to have walked out of the pages of Percy's Greek mythology texts and into his life. Percy has learned that his real father is Poseidon, god of the sea, which means Percy is a demigod - half human, half god. At the same time, the powerful gods on Olympus are feuding, which could launch a war enveloping our entire planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was awesome, with the CGIs and whatnot. We somehow recalled the Greek mythology, in a fun way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lebam: Minah ni mcm Khloe Kardashian.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketiau: Dia nampak weird sket kan?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CheMek: Something about the hair? Dahi?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketiau: Dahi dia pendek.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebam &amp;amp; CheMek: Ooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dahi pendek&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, we learned new term too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next movie after Fozz had something to munch, The Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This romantic comedy follows the intertwining storylines of a &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S3v_UnrYZpI/AAAAAAAABIQ/jczQW4FDCC4/s1600-h/full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S3v_UnrYZpI/AAAAAAAABIQ/jczQW4FDCC4/s200/full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439221704693409426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group of Los Angelinos as they find their way through love, romance, pressures and expectations over the course of one Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an all-star ensembles cast: Julia Roberts, Jessica Alba, Jessica Biel, Jennifer Garner, Ashton Kutcher, Anne Hathaway, Jamie Foxx, Queen Latifah, McDreamy, McSteamy, Taylor Swift, Taylor Lautner, Topher Grace...and the list goes on, we were overdosed with the A-listers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally a chick-flick but it was warm &amp;amp; sweet. There were some teary moments, so please be prepared but extra preparation for the..well, just go and watch it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nadz, cuba erase image tu ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed to catch The Wolfman around 4pm but we were too tired and still trying to process all the A-listers..seriously, so many of them! In Percy Jackson's, there were Pierce Brosnan, Uma Thurman, the dude from Lord of the Rings, Stella from CSI New York and also that army doctor in Grey's Anatomy. It was like, we need to relax to digest everything. Celebrity shock. Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to watch The Wolfman, please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 3 working days for this week. I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-3716944127382179240?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/3716944127382179240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=3716944127382179240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/3716944127382179240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/3716944127382179240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/02/bek2bek.html' title='- BEK2BEK -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S3v-5Un_hOI/AAAAAAAABII/5kS8fXzXulw/s72-c/percy-jackson-and-the-olympians-the-lightning-thief-poster-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-4250448406124521940</id><published>2010-02-15T23:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T23:46:57.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- BOOKWORM -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished John Ajvide Lindqvist's- Let The Right One In. Awesome but I got confused at times. (Fine, I have issues focusing on something. Heh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, now I'm starting with Kerry Reichs' The Best Day of Someone Else's Life. Ouch. Right after Aboon's wedding, seriously? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S3lr7h-K5fI/AAAAAAAABHw/yXTKDTAmJz0/s1600-h/The-Best-Day-of-Someone-Elses-Life-446x680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S3lr7h-K5fI/AAAAAAAABHw/yXTKDTAmJz0/s200/The-Best-Day-of-Someone-Elses-Life-446x680.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438496695502169586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At 27, Vi is funny, friendly and on the lookout for Prince Charming. She has an apartment in Washington, works as a wine buyer for a gourmet store, and has a posse of girlfriends who meet every Sunday at Clyde's bar for therapy sessions. And she's still a sucker for weddings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, the first few chapters, my jaw dropped and went, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vi equals Shazu??&lt;/span&gt;" and crazy ideas started to play in my head. The book supposed to be "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Totally Shazu's Life&lt;/span&gt;". Haha! It's getting better. It has kept me occupied for these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get back to this nerdy-book-wormy-mode again (nerdy is the new black y'all..look at Nadz and her spectacles. Hihi..) I used to love to read back then but due to workload, I tend to neglect the 'hobby'. One of the 2010 resolutions is that I want to at least read one book a month. It's doable isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I'm doing alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-4250448406124521940?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/4250448406124521940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=4250448406124521940&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4250448406124521940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4250448406124521940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/02/bookworm.html' title='- BOOKWORM -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S3lr7h-K5fI/AAAAAAAABHw/yXTKDTAmJz0/s72-c/The-Best-Day-of-Someone-Elses-Life-446x680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1088855629619998995</id><published>2010-02-14T23:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T23:20:53.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- ONE FOUR -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S3lljXysFsI/AAAAAAAABHg/T9kQpVKt9Fs/s1600-h/waiting-for-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S3lljXysFsI/AAAAAAAABHg/T9kQpVKt9Fs/s320/waiting-for-love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438489683383031490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..give me a man who is man enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;to give himself&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;just to the woman&lt;br /&gt;who is worth him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and if that woman were me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I would love him alone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and forever.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:verdana;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Francesca Bruni, in Casanova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've posted this earlier but those words just stayed in my head ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALS DAY to my girlfriends and you lovers out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Pic credited to Mirrorcracked.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/17985899-1088855629619998995?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1088855629619998995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1088855629619998995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1088855629619998995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1088855629619998995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='- ONE FOUR -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S3lljXysFsI/AAAAAAAABHg/T9kQpVKt9Fs/s72-c/waiting-for-love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-5617760989777450845</id><published>2010-02-09T21:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:36:20.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- SLEEPY -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having some trouble sleeping lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Must've been the weather, super hot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;? Or something wrong with the hormones or something? I'm no expert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'd sleep at 10.30pm coz I'd be so tired and sleepy but by 12.30am, I'd be wide awake. Feeling like I've slept more than 8 hours. It's very frustrating coz I know my body is still recharging, my mind need the rest, proper rest that is. So waking up after just 2 hours of sleep, I'd try to do something to get back to slumber land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S3FvrZHMkjI/AAAAAAAABG4/uC0I-hzIgcI/s1600-h/let_the_right_one_in_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S3FvrZHMkjI/AAAAAAAABG4/uC0I-hzIgcI/s200/let_the_right_one_in_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436249016479027762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last night, I continued reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;John Ajvide Lindqvist's&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let The Right One In. I thought I'd be asleep after two pages, but I've finished reading 6 chapters instead and slept around 3am.  The story reminded me of Twilight in a way but this one came out long before Twilight and it's a darker version. The vampire fiction was written in 2004, b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="mw-redirect"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;y the Swedish writer (Stephanie Meyers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apa cerr??&lt;/span&gt;). The story centers on the relationship between a 12-year-old boy, Oskar, and a centuries-old vampire child, Eli. It takes place in Blackeberg, a working class suburb of Stockholm, in the early 1980s. The book focuses on the darker side of humanity, dealing with issues such as bullying, drugs, theft, pedophilia, prostitution and murder as well as the obvious supernatural themes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The book was a bestseller in the author's home country of Sweden and was made into a movie in 2008 in Sweden. It was widespread critical acclaim and won a few awards; Best International Film etc. An English-language film adaptation, to be directed by Matt Reeves, is scheduled for release in 2010. Ready Atie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyhoo, by 6am, I need to wake up to get ready for work and that's when I'd be so cranky and regret for not getting enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys know, I got back from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Umrah&lt;/span&gt; recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I think the trip has changed the my inner self, you know, into a better soul. I'm not saying that I'm 100% changed to an angel but I think and feel differently in things/life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when some of my colleagues said things like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak guna you pegi umrah, bising jugak..&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;betul ke you ni gi umrah, ke gi bercuti? Perangai sama je.."&lt;/span&gt; it hurts. Do I have to change the way I am; the loudness, the hoo-haas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Umrah&lt;/span&gt; visit is between my soul and God, I'm trying to improve myself to be a better person in and out, but don't expect me to be like super &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alim,&lt;/span&gt; overnight. You know what I mean? I mean, I'm still me but I'm trying to be a better person in a way of..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;solat cukup &lt;/span&gt;no matter the situation, be more patient about things and stuff like that. I thought of starting with the minor things first and we'll go from there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la kan&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip did change me. It's the inside that matters. The outside is just a mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I don't have to prove myself to anyone. He knows.&lt;br /&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/17985899-5617760989777450845?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/5617760989777450845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=5617760989777450845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5617760989777450845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5617760989777450845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/02/sleepy.html' title='- SLEEPY -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S3FvrZHMkjI/AAAAAAAABG4/uC0I-hzIgcI/s72-c/let_the_right_one_in_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-4163941090011888117</id><published>2010-02-04T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:40:19.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- RANDOM -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've cut my hair short again. Pixie short to be exact.I couldn't sleep for the past few days (it has been really hot, wasn't it?). So, out of frustration with the lack of sleep (or judgment), I went and did it. Super short. Surprisingly the chicas love it, suits me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kata mereka. Harap begitu la.&lt;/span&gt; Haha..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm craving for more adventure. I've been bugging my chicas with an email, telling them how much I miss doing activities with them. Actually, I've been going through the photo albums in my FB and I don't know..suddenly feels like "I need to do something!" and the boredom and addiction for adventure just kicked in. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi. I'm Shazreen. I'm an adventure/activities addict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to check my eyes. My last pair of contact lens is due this month. I need to get the new pack and check my eyes at the same time. Blur when watching tv and driving. Not old ok? Just tired eyes..maybe..denial? No.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loving The Runaways' song: C'mon. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fQrL, nanti la lagu Rohaya tu kawe dengar..&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Atie, jom &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today I had to bring back work home. Surprise! Surprise! Something I wouldn't do. How much I hate to do it but I had to. 3 weeks of stress-free and my complexion has improve drastically. But just half a day with the Boss today, 2 zits on the forehead. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's already 11.43pm..back to this crap. Need to email it by tonight. I'm sure I had to go to the office early tomorrow, before the Board Meeting at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna bet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-4163941090011888117?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/4163941090011888117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=4163941090011888117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4163941090011888117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4163941090011888117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/02/random.html' title='- RANDOM -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-1262166765292852256</id><published>2010-02-01T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:37:54.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- JAN BABES -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S2rpVZsnXrI/AAAAAAAABGo/pCBsBE9UWSI/s1600-h/JanBday+Girls3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S2rpVZsnXrI/AAAAAAAABGo/pCBsBE9UWSI/s320/JanBday+Girls3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434412454260465330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Happy birthday to the January birthday girls, Maryam and Zafirah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;27 and still rocking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-1262166765292852256?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/1262166765292852256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=1262166765292852256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1262166765292852256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/1262166765292852256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/02/jan-babes.html' title='- JAN BABES -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S2rpVZsnXrI/AAAAAAAABGo/pCBsBE9UWSI/s72-c/JanBday+Girls3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-8015463403654256263</id><published>2010-01-29T20:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:47:37.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- GUEST -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan rasa hina diri, rasa diri ini penuh dengan dosa, merendahkan diri, menangis dan bersyukur kepadaNya kerana Dia masih menerima diri ini menjadi tetamuNya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S2LUnwUixII/AAAAAAAABGY/MBD4KgpxkFo/s1600-h/P1010704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S2LUnwUixII/AAAAAAAABGY/MBD4KgpxkFo/s320/P1010704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432137880013292674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S2LYLBRm-HI/AAAAAAAABGg/MR_lIhUduCU/s1600-h/P1010676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S2LYLBRm-HI/AAAAAAAABGg/MR_lIhUduCU/s320/P1010676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432141784394692722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back; with a bad cough due to ice-cream &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mekah yang diwar-warkan&lt;/span&gt; Atie (it's worth the cough yo!), some extra weight (kebab, rice etc) and hopefully with a better, improved soul. Insya-Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-8015463403654256263?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/8015463403654256263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=8015463403654256263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/8015463403654256263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/8015463403654256263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/01/guest.html' title='- GUEST -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S2LUnwUixII/AAAAAAAABGY/MBD4KgpxkFo/s72-c/P1010704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-7305845897571107893</id><published>2010-01-09T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T23:16:08.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- REMEMBER? -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just got the time to check my Hotmail inbox and got some updates from my brother, Abang Ril in Brunei. The whole family finally moved to Brunei in December 2009 after my brother got a better offer there a year before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mom was pretty worried about the girls but I think they'd be alright with the new school, new friends and being exposed to new environment. Abang Ril emailed us the pictures of them on their first day of school in Brunei and seriously, adorable isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0iXzZmkSwI/AAAAAAAABGI/8O_pjAq4fGc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0iXzZmkSwI/AAAAAAAABGI/8O_pjAq4fGc/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424752660469533442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aisyah is now in Standard 1. Dijah is in kindergarten (awesome outfit for Dijah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;? That's Britney yo!) Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As for the older batch (Abang Riz's kids), Erin is now in Form 1, still waiting for the results of which MRSM she would be in. Raziq is in Standard 5 and Karmila is in Standard 4. How time flies huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you remember your first day of school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really remember my first day of school in Kota Bharu, though that was my very first first day of school as a Standard 1 student. I don't really like my classmates. Seriously I still don't know why Dad didn't enroll me in Zainab 2 instead when my cousin, Sabrina was there, with all my friends from kindergarten. Plus, I'd know Asni earlier. Heh. But I got stuck in Zainab 1 for almost 7 months and I got no friends but with an annoying older cousin in Standard 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do remember my first day of school in SKTTDI, KL. Dad got transfered to Kementerian Pendidikan KL, and it was somewhere like 2 months away before end of the year. I walked in Satu Berlian and I felt like I just don't fit in with these people. They speak excellent English (and I don't know a bit, seriously.) and they've got their own clan by now. I got none. But thank God I got 2 older cousins in the same school to take care of me. But both Damak and Carl were in Standard 3, so their school session was in the afternoon. But when they were there for soccer practice, they'd look out for me. Take that bullies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried every time Mom had to drop me off; ended up with her staying at the canteen during recess. If I didn't see her in my sight, I'd run to the gate and screamed my lungs out. I felt like it was a prison. I just need Mom to be there to watch my back. Dad lectured me everyday about this but he just don't get it. It was hard for me to make new friends at the end of the semester. I can't even understand what they were talking about. I can't remember their names. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standard 2 began in SRK Convent Infant Jesus 1, Melaka and I stayed there for 5 years. It was awesome. I started fresh, new faces and I got the time to actually get to know them (even get my own gang..one of the coolest of course!) Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary school..what a drama. No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-7305845897571107893?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/7305845897571107893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=7305845897571107893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7305845897571107893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/7305845897571107893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/01/remember.html' title='- REMEMBER? -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0iXzZmkSwI/AAAAAAAABGI/8O_pjAq4fGc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-6907876251961110679</id><published>2010-01-05T08:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:59:59.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- UNO: Part II -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very own rockstar, Ahmad Dhani has turned &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O.N.E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0M2DC7zagI/AAAAAAAABGA/V_bFrY1o5Q4/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0M2DC7zagI/AAAAAAAABGA/V_bFrY1o5Q4/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423237802239420930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy 1st Birthday Dhani!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;You'll be a good son to your Mummy and Ayoh, ok kiddo? Your journey in life is still far..but don't worry, we'll always be your cool aunts to give you advice and guidance. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Lots of Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Mummy Jibby, Ashu Shaz, Aunty Fozz, Aunty Nadiah, Aunty Natt and Aunty Nana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/17985899-6907876251961110679?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/6907876251961110679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=6907876251961110679&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6907876251961110679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6907876251961110679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/01/uno-part-ii.html' title='- UNO: Part II -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0M2DC7zagI/AAAAAAAABGA/V_bFrY1o5Q4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-6033338690297728762</id><published>2010-01-04T12:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:06:24.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- UNO -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got to know her name. It's Karen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I saw her every morning at the car park, both of us would be rushing for work, for the past 3 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This morning was different. She said hello and asked if my apartment was the other got robbed in. My jaw dropped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Her apartment was broke into on the 1st January and there was another. She thought it was mine. I told her, no. She noticed me all these while, all alone going off to work, coming back from work. I noticed the same thing about her too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just like her, I stayed on the top floor, all by myself and no wonder she thought I was the other victim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She told me that she brought her 'weekend-bag' the day before the break-in, to stay with a friend and the people must've marked her. She had 3 locks on her door, the grill, the padlock and the door-lock..all got opened with no force. The thieves must've had a lot of time to do it. She got back from her friend's house at 10pm and there, her door was wide opened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We should keep in touch. They are watching..you know, marking you're alone.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm worried. Number 1 is now a dangerous number, no?&lt;br /&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/17985899-6033338690297728762?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/6033338690297728762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=6033338690297728762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6033338690297728762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/6033338690297728762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/01/uno.html' title='- UNO -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-4377430213493836307</id><published>2010-01-03T18:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:18:01.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- 90's -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's totally a chillaxing Sunday for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in front of the TV, with the Famous Amos leftovers from KK airport in front of me, enjoying the series of FRIENDS and also While You Were Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me that pathetic look. I know I've watched FRIENDS millions of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite being put together in the 90s, the writing isn't dated and the subjects approached still hit pretty close to home. I found myself laughing (and crying) at key moments eventhough I've watched every episode at least more than 10 times. The show has this effect on me tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chandler cracks me up every single time. I cried when Rachel and Ross broke up. I laugh my heads off with Phoebe's innocent remarks. I felt honored with Joey's loyalty. Monica is the 'mother' to the group, reminded me of Natt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0B6qwBn6zI/AAAAAAAABFw/2GmF-WsJNVo/s1600-h/friends.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0B6qwBn6zI/AAAAAAAABFw/2GmF-WsJNVo/s200/friends.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422468826218883890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Six young people, on their own and struggling to survive in the real world, find the companionship, comfort and support they get from each other to be the perfect antidote to the pressures of life..just like me, struggling to survive in this life with the support from my chicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, who cares if I've watched it 10 times before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0B6z5OP7II/AAAAAAAABF4/0TsCTSc0Lb8/s1600-h/190568While-You-Were-Sleeping-Poste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0B6z5OP7II/AAAAAAAABF4/0TsCTSc0Lb8/s200/190568While-You-Were-Sleeping-Poste.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422468983306579074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Same goes with the other 90's movies; The Little Rascals, Little Giants, Home Alone, Forrest Gump, Dances with Wolves, Jurassic Park, Shawshank Redemption, The Green Mile, Legends of the Fall, My Bestfriend's Wedding, City of Angels, The Truth About Cats and Dogs etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could watch it again and again, feeling the warmth and While You Were Sleeping, is the best kind of modern fairy-tale. In this cruel world and at this age, sometimes we just need to be reminded that everyone deserves a happy ending. Honestly, these 90's movies like While You Were Sleeping has wooed us, the ladies, to give chance on love, to keep on believing. With a lot of hard work, and a little luck probably, and ending can come out like you want it. There's a Prince Charming for everyone. He's out there. He's the worth the wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my new year resolution? Not really a resolution, but just a dream for 2010; to be swept off my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rolled eyes&lt;/span&gt;* Hahah! Excuse that attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Monday. I hate Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-4377430213493836307?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/4377430213493836307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=4377430213493836307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4377430213493836307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/4377430213493836307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/01/90s.html' title='- 90&apos;s -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0B6qwBn6zI/AAAAAAAABFw/2GmF-WsJNVo/s72-c/friends.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17985899.post-5610125146203391196</id><published>2010-01-02T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T14:52:04.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- REVIEW -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Two movies in two days, it was pretty relaxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0A-c44tZaI/AAAAAAAABFo/l2uNxUYNkAc/s1600-h/Princess-And-The-Frog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0A-c44tZaI/AAAAAAAABFo/l2uNxUYNkAc/s200/Princess-And-The-Frog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422402617381578146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;The Princess and The Frog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is what Disney does best and in the 2-D style which we have grown up knowing and loving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With the songs and innocent humor, it's an entertaining watch. Just when you think you've seen it all, you may be surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The story about Tiana, a girl who never believed in f&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;airytales and kissing frogs until she met a frog named Prince Naveen that longs to be human again. &lt;/span&gt;I got distracted with Louise, the Jazz-lover aligator. (Thanks a lot Nana and Copot!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prince Naveen is hot but my ultimate Disney crush would be Aladdin and Simba. Now, that's HOT! Hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next movie was chosen by Atie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cirque Du Freak: The Vampire Assistant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0A-VlXkXgI/AAAAAAAABFg/T5KOm0RTiOk/s1600-h/11-Cirque-du-Freak-The-Vampires-Assistant-movie-poster-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0A-VlXkXgI/AAAAAAAABFg/T5KOm0RTiOk/s200/11-Cirque-du-Freak-The-Vampires-Assistant-movie-poster-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422402491883216386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cirque Du Freak tells the frightening tale of a boy who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;unknowingly breaks a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;200-year-old truce between two warring factions of vampires. Pulled into a fantastic, life of misunderstood sideshows freaks and grotesque creatures of the night, one teen will vanish from the safety of a boring existence and fulfill his destiny in a place drawn from nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crepsley&lt;/span&gt;: Use your nails. It's our weapon.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darren tried to slash the tree with his nails.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darren&lt;/span&gt;: Oh, I broke my nail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crepsley&lt;/span&gt;: You broke your nail??? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rolled his eyes&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is quite witty and I enjoyed it, except that I was bothered by a horrible B.O with the dude next to me. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17985899-5610125146203391196?l=juz-shaxu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/feeds/5610125146203391196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17985899&amp;postID=5610125146203391196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5610125146203391196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17985899/posts/default/5610125146203391196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-shaxu.blogspot.com/2010/01/review.html' title='- REVIEW -'/><author><name>shaXu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09256175295802286849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S4iO37hvZjI/AAAAAAAABIY/rMvN9Cf57BE/S220/shoe1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp0YpHjAfxQ/S0A-c44tZaI/AAAAAAAABFo/l2uNxUYNkAc/s72-c/Princess-And-The-Frog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
