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term='everything'/><category term='friends'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Najwa Arifah</title><subtitle type='html'>Because we were young, wild and free.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' 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you.'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-1893254743829193640</id><published>2010-09-19T17:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T17:10:20.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You  should never give yourself a chance to fall apart because, when you do,  it becomes a tendency and it happens over and over again. You must  practice staying strong, instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="213" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8u94qJU1d1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" width="320" /&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/1915979843740220031-1893254743829193640?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/1893254743829193640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=1893254743829193640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1893254743829193640'/><link 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WrVgCCUQ3fQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WrVgCCUQ3fQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I hear goodbyes, reminds me baby of you&lt;br /&gt;I break down and cry, next time I'll be true, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Fever for lost romance reminds me baby of you&lt;br /&gt;And I took a crazy chance&lt;br /&gt;Next time I'll be true, &lt;br /&gt;I'll be true, I'll be true, I'll be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footsteps on the dance floor reminds me baby of you&lt;br /&gt;Teardrops in my eyes, next time I'll be true, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Whispers in the powder room&lt;br /&gt;"She cries on every tune, every tune, every tune"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the music don't feel like it did&lt;br /&gt;And the music don't feel like it did&lt;br /&gt;And the music don't feel like it did with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm dancin' 'round, reminds me baby of you&lt;br /&gt;And I really let you down, next time I'll be true&lt;br /&gt;I'll be true, I'll be true, I'll be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footsteps on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;reminds me baby of you&lt;br /&gt;Teardrops in my eyes, next time I'll be true, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Whispers in the powder room&lt;br /&gt;"She cries on every tune, every tune, every tune"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the music don't feel like it did&lt;br /&gt;And the music don't feel like it did&lt;br /&gt;And the music don't feel like it did with you  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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If only I could erase. If only I could mend your broken heart. If only I could see you again, hold you again and talk to you again. If I only I could look into your eyes again and tell you everything. If only I could see you smile with me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way we talk to each other. I miss the way you hold my hands. I miss your crooked smile. I miss your thick hair running through my fingers. I miss how the way you talk so fast, so full of spirit. I miss the way you talk about me to your friends. I miss you called me Arifah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the times when we spent the whole night watching How I Met Your Mother, just the two of us?&lt;br /&gt;Remember, when you said that I'm perfect just the way I am?&lt;br /&gt;Remember that you always sing to me?&lt;br /&gt;Remember you said that you love me for the first time? You whispered it in my ear. I can still feel your breath in my ear.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who taught me to listen to The XX.&amp;nbsp; You taught me how to be firm, stronger. You taught me how to be wiser.&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one and the first to call me by my second name, Arifah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel like I'm the most beautiful person on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always make me feel like I'm so much better than I am.&lt;br /&gt;You always remind me that I'm smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, already. It feels like years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could take back everything. If only I could let your walls come down and let me in, again in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-4400489384661207770?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/4400489384661207770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=4400489384661207770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4400489384661207770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4400489384661207770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There's not a thing that I would change :)&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3619722459824685902?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3619722459824685902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3619722459824685902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3619722459824685902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3619722459824685902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-i-see-your-face.html' title='When I see your face'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-5214884968029145354</id><published>2010-09-13T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T03:07:07.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do wonders in my hometown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TI0ijajsO4I/AAAAAAAAAgc/OWoYX0ueukI/s1600/P9100315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TI0ijajsO4I/AAAAAAAAAgc/OWoYX0ueukI/s320/P9100315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tema raya tahun ni merah. Balik kampung ke Singapura dan Johor Bahru selama 3 hari. Raya 289721 buah rumah tapi duit raya tak sebanyak dulu sebab semua ingat dah kerja! Wey! Belajar lagi la. Ok,lepas ni taknak pakai make-up langsung and taknak bawak handbag. Nak ikat tocang dua. Nampak macam budak-budak sikit. Epp. Jahatnya wawa ni. Orang beraya untuk bermaaf-maafan dan ziarah-menziarahi! BUKAN DUIT RAYA LA WOI. DAH BESAR BERANGAN NAK DUIT RAYA LAGI.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm glad to meet my family again after so long. Well, not so long. Baru 8 bulan. But yeah, bila time raya ni. Emotional lebih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Selamat hari raya maaf zahir batin. Ampunkan semua dosa-dosa and salah silap wawa. Lepas ni wawa tak buat lagi. Halalkan makan minum dan semuanya. I love you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ni skrip masa sesi salam family. Kadang-kadang salah dialog, ayah and mak akan cakap dan saya ulang balik. Tapi tu dulu la. Sekarang dah expert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Selamat hari raya Aidilfitri. Maaf zahir &amp;amp; batin semua :)&lt;/span&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/1915979843740220031-5214884968029145354?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/5214884968029145354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=5214884968029145354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/5214884968029145354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/5214884968029145354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-do-wonders-in-my-hometown.html' title='I do wonders in my hometown.'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TI0ijajsO4I/AAAAAAAAAgc/OWoYX0ueukI/s72-c/P9100315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7265154068618644586</id><published>2010-09-09T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T02:59:55.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby brother all grown up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TIfcZDswSTI/AAAAAAAAAgU/8G9VGHgcUyg/s1600/ABAI.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TIfcZDswSTI/AAAAAAAAAgU/8G9VGHgcUyg/s640/ABAI.bmp" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OMG HE'S ONLY 13 AND HE'S ALREADY READY FOR COMMITMENT! I'm so proud of you sayang, but at the same time, I'm shocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh budak-budak sekarang ni. Pantas betul bercinta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7265154068618644586?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7265154068618644586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7265154068618644586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7265154068618644586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7265154068618644586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-baby-brother-all-grown-up.html' title='My baby brother all grown up.'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TIfcZDswSTI/AAAAAAAAAgU/8G9VGHgcUyg/s72-c/ABAI.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-3044569308377888138</id><published>2010-09-08T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T16:32:36.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even the most innocent can go wild.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TIdIsvxuBUI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qHYDu-ohqUM/s320/100609_disneyprinces.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TIdIrQ5cEHI/AAAAAAAAAgE/yW9CtJiARAw/s1600/052010_sexyprincesses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TIdIrQ5cEHI/AAAAAAAAAgE/yW9CtJiARAw/s320/052010_sexyprincesses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, I can't stop looking at these pictures! PELUKIS NI MEMANG HEBAT! SEP SIKIT! Pandai sangat keep the originality of those innocent,pure Disney characters to these! AWESOME. I'm still in awe with this artwork and I want more, pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Disney should remake their classic fairytales characters to these new oh so dark and sexy ones. Mesti orang tua pun suka, kan? So lepas ni takde lah kawan-kawan gagah I taknak teman I tengok cartoon dekat wayang lagi. Entah-entah diorang yang lebih excited, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, nak berangan jadi sexy jap. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3044569308377888138?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3044569308377888138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3044569308377888138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3044569308377888138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3044569308377888138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/09/even-most-innocent-can-go-wild.html' title='Even the most innocent can go wild.'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TIdIsvxuBUI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qHYDu-ohqUM/s72-c/100609_disneyprinces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-8052129935592123692</id><published>2010-09-07T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T03:41:05.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love it when two worlds collide, metaphorically speaking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nL49yZNE4yk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nL49yZNE4yk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-8052129935592123692?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/8052129935592123692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=8052129935592123692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8052129935592123692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8052129935592123692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-love-it-when-two-worlds-collide.html' title='I love it when two worlds collide, metaphorically speaking.'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7862588858839389183</id><published>2010-09-07T02:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T03:31:01.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking about our younger years.</title><content type='html'>Kalau kecik-kecik dulu kumpul duit raya banyak-banyak nak beli rumah Barbie Doll yang besar tu. Yang ada toilet, ada dapur, ada katil. Kadang-kadang disertakan dengan kucing atau puppies. Tapi selalunya I'd choose puppies sebab dalam kehidupan sebenar, tak boleh bela puppies. So yeah, I pilih puppies walaupun saya seorang cat lover. Sangat lah suka kucing ok, sampai nampak kucing kurap tepi jalan pun nak peluk lepastu kena marah dengan kawan-kawan WEY WAWA, KENAPA PENGOTOR SANGAT NI? lepastu I terus pura-pura tak kesah pasal kucing tu. Padahal nak je I bawak balik, bagi makan sampai gemuk macam tuan dia lepastu hantar grooming. Eh, kenapa suka melencong ni? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to square one, keinginin kita berubah daripada rumah Barbie Doll (ni metaphor eh. Boys may wanted Hot Wheels track macam abang-abang saya. Tapi eh entah-entah ada juga yang simpan perasaan nak rumah Barbie jugak ke) Moving on.. Like me, when I grew a little bit older after that, I demanded for Barbie cars. Eceh ceh dah budget bergaya nak kereta pulak dia. Bila perasaan terhadap kaum Adam sudah berputik, I asked for Ken and then Kelly the little Barbies (konon-konon lepas kahwin mesti lah nak ada zuriat kan?) or apa abang-abang panggil, Barbie midget. Jahatnya mereka. Padahal jealous, nak main Barbie jugak tu. Then, after years of playing imaginary life with my beloved Barbies, Kens and Kellys I started to look at my sisters, dressed up with pretty clothes and lots of handbags. So mak jadi mangsa kena layan I belikan pakaian macam orang dewasa tapi kat kid's section. Handbag sekali, sebab nak collect duit raya ni. Hehe. Bila dah besar lagi sikit, sebab saya ramai kakak, 5 orang to be exact, I started off reading Cleo way earlier than my peers. Jadi, perasaan nak melawa tu dah lama tersemat di hati tapi Mak n Ayah asked me to act my age. Tapi duit raya dah simpan memang nak beli baju-baju cantik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that long period of nak melawa je kerjanya sampai sanggup kumpul duit raya. I don't want any of these anymore. I want beyond these materials. I want something more. Duit raya sekarang pun kalau dapat, dah tak nampak habis dekat mana. Maybe habis masa melepak dengan kawan-kawan tengok wayang, shisha, makan, karaoke and more. Kalau dulu, mesti nak kena beli rumah Barbie complete set! Tak pun set masak-masak yang ada dapur sekali tu. Polly Pokets ke, siapa ingat lagi Polly Pockets? Angkat tangan! hehe. Tiba-tiba excited. Ok so yeah. As people grow older, things they want in life change too. The things that everbody wants may not be the same, but sure it changes over time. Innit? No? Nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau dulu, nak cheer myself up, senang je. Beli permainan baru. Lepastu main-main masak-masak dengan kakak. Ataupun, main kedai-kedai. Lepastu, dapat jadi cashier terus happy sampai esok! But now, how I wish is that easy to cheer myself up again. Barbie doll house and fancy cars won't put a smile on my face anymore, no, not even Polly Pockets or fancy masak-masak toys. Kan best, kalau benda-benda I used to long for when I was a kid can make me&amp;nbsp;lompat-lompat happily again. How I wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7862588858839389183?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7862588858839389183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7862588858839389183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7862588858839389183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7862588858839389183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-do-we-want-most.html' title='Thinking about our younger years.'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7691796565532388380</id><published>2010-08-31T02:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T02:37:21.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alya Alexandra Bonnifay, I miss you.</title><content type='html'>Sebab dah rindu sangat dah ni. Dah 8924729 hari ni tak jumpa. Dah balik Malaysia pun taknak jumpa Aunty ke? Ingat hantar postcard dari France ada gambar pantai tu dah memadai ke Alya? No, tidak Alya. I need to smell you, kiss and hug you. I need to hold you and to feel you. To touch that super soft skin of yours. Yes, baru lah memadai.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU SO MUCH AND I NEVER MISSED ANYONE LIKE I MISS YOU. The power of babies, kan? And not just regular babies, but my own niece. Ni baru anak buah, dah gila macam ni. Kalau anak sendiri, macam mana? Macam mana lah orang boleh buang baby kan? Ok dah, suka melencong taw Wawa ni. epp. eppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's the story. Alya balik ke kampungnya di St. Sauver, France to meet her Grandma, Grandpa, her half sisters and aunties, uncles, cousins and friends. Dah la pergi untuk 1 bulan dan 5 hari, ok? She's 4 months old now, and I bet she can meniarap already :') I can't wait to meet u baby! OK KORANG SEMUA TENGOK LAH ANAK BUAH SAYA NI DAN SAMA-SAMA LAH RINDU DIA OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv3PPRKNiI/AAAAAAAAAf0/6LcMId-VPuA/s1600/france+11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv3PPRKNiI/AAAAAAAAAf0/6LcMId-VPuA/s320/france+11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tengok tu, comel je Alya tiru style rambut Papa dia. HEHE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2nkHhcuI/AAAAAAAAAeU/1o3jyLpDf8w/s1600/welcome+alya.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2nkHhcuI/AAAAAAAAAeU/1o3jyLpDf8w/s320/welcome+alya.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tak faham bahasa Perancis ye. But I know its like macam cukur jambul kita. eleh, nak jugak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2psWYfbI/AAAAAAAAAec/LsJqLlnyZz4/s1600/alya+on+plane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2psWYfbI/AAAAAAAAAec/LsJqLlnyZz4/s320/alya+on+plane.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kocik-kocik dah naik flight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2rIyqS1I/AAAAAAAAAek/ymOtMB3ViJQ/s1600/farnce+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2rIyqS1I/AAAAAAAAAek/ymOtMB3ViJQ/s320/farnce+8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alya, please stop making cute poses! You're just too cuteee. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2yLNunFI/AAAAAAAAAfE/csV7iRYlnCI/s1600/france+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2yLNunFI/AAAAAAAAAfE/csV7iRYlnCI/s320/france+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss you too, Mak Alya (kakak sulung saya).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2uf7Nb3I/AAAAAAAAAe0/imM5qryGKc0/s1600/france+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2uf7Nb3I/AAAAAAAAAe0/imM5qryGKc0/s320/france+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2wUr4wkI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Or0aq6p9gBg/s1600/france+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2wUr4wkI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Or0aq6p9gBg/s320/france+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv260-r_8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/QC_rRS6vWYk/s1600/france+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv260-r_8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/QC_rRS6vWYk/s320/france+6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;OMG. So cuteeeeee. I wanna bite youuuuu!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv281ui4MI/AAAAAAAAAfc/F2COcqxyj5Q/s1600/france+7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv281ui4MI/AAAAAAAAAfc/F2COcqxyj5Q/s320/france+7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alya dan ayah di pantai batu. Pelik kan, kat sini pantai pasir. Pantai batu? Tak best langsung. *dengki*&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv3NZpc2aI/AAAAAAAAAfs/EayIxNbalNk/s1600/france+10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv3NZpc2aI/AAAAAAAAAfs/EayIxNbalNk/s320/france+10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alya ada tattoo eh? Bagitahu atuk! *dengki*&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2-mcVXuI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Xn_ydPPPjW8/s1600/france+9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2-mcVXuI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Xn_ydPPPjW8/s320/france+9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alya sangat hot, dekat pantai pun ada orang nak peluk. Eleh, padahal tu makcik dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2zufrZ8I/AAAAAAAAAfM/yS3-8w6OlQA/s1600/france+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2zufrZ8I/AAAAAAAAAfM/yS3-8w6OlQA/s320/france+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2s9tfTbI/AAAAAAAAAes/TRA8_a1F39A/s1600/france+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv2s9tfTbI/AAAAAAAAAes/TRA8_a1F39A/s320/france+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adventurous betul her Summer in France&amp;nbsp; Sekarang nak tidur pulak. Goodnite semua :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1915979843740220031-7691796565532388380?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7691796565532388380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7691796565532388380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7691796565532388380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7691796565532388380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/08/alya-alexandra-bonnifay-i-miss-you.html' title='Alya Alexandra Bonnifay, I miss you.'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THv3PPRKNiI/AAAAAAAAAf0/6LcMId-VPuA/s72-c/france+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-2022156386737508976</id><published>2010-08-23T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T19:29:05.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THJbUfQZNgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-ISZaRjbl94/s1600/wawa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THJbUfQZNgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-ISZaRjbl94/s320/wawa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have issues with everything around me when it comes to this time of the month (if you know what I mean). But right now, I HAVE THE BIGGEST ISSUE WITH MY HAIR. Yes, my hair! Ergh. I hate how short, flat and pale it looks. I want my super duper long hair back. :( Moral of the story, don't make decisions when you're mad or when you're not thinking rationally. This is what happened when you did. At least, to me. I decided to cut my hair a little shorter when I was not myself. I was not thinking straight. Well, I was practically emotional. Like, right now. So I cut my hair, 40rgt pulak tu. Kurang ajar punya hair stylist! I told you not to make it nipis!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh hair, please grow faster. I promise you, I won't cut you again. No, not even a short trim. This I promise you, my hair. Please grow. Growwwwwwwwww.....................&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-2022156386737508976?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/2022156386737508976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=2022156386737508976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2022156386737508976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2022156386737508976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-issues.html' title='Monster'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/THJbUfQZNgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-ISZaRjbl94/s72-c/wawa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-2426162513294817033</id><published>2010-08-21T04:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T05:00:16.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Jadi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To Qayyum Iskandar Sulaiman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TG7sHaIXKrI/AAAAAAAAAeE/yDFzdd77Peo/s1600/qayyum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TG7sHaIXKrI/AAAAAAAAAeE/yDFzdd77Peo/s320/qayyum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You've been nothing but awesome. xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;And no, he's not my boyfriend. He's my cute little pinky fairy pixie little sister ;P&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/1915979843740220031-2426162513294817033?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/2426162513294817033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=2426162513294817033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2426162513294817033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2426162513294817033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/08/selamat-hari-jadi.html' title='Selamat Hari Jadi'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TG7sHaIXKrI/AAAAAAAAAeE/yDFzdd77Peo/s72-c/qayyum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-6201203705196087116</id><published>2010-08-16T06:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T06:52:11.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its part and parcel of growing up -Iskandar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Ramadhan Al-Mubarak people! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a wonderful one, so far. Fasting is doing me good this year, alhamdulillah. Kalau dulu, sahur mesti nak makan nasi, pulun habis-habisan kononnya nak survive sampai maghrib. Tapi sekarang, dah besar kan? Kurma 2 biji dengan susu pun dah cukup. Kalau dulu, tak suka langsung makan kurma. nak telan pun tak boleh terima. Tapi sekarang, kurma is my bestfriend! My daddy must be so proud of me, now. Dulu ayah la orang yang paksa I telan kurma tu. Alasan I tak nak makan kurma sebab rupa macam lipas. Epp, tak senonohnya cakap macam tu Najwa ni. Kan sunah Rasulullah saw makan kurma tu? Takpe lah, what past is past. Ewww, cliche sangat ayat tu. benci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, moving on. I nak share tips senang bangun sahur and kekal segar sepanjang time makan sahur ni. I dah try for 6 days of puasa and alhamdulillah, tak rasa lapar sangat pun masa puasa. Kalau ikut tips ni, tak buka pun takpe! ok, dusta. Memang wajib buka, sebab lapar sangat. Ok, apa yang saya buat masa bangun sahur? I lompat je dari katil 2 tingkat ni, mesti I mengerang kesakitan dulu. Ye la, siapa suruh malas sangat taknak guna tangga katil tu? Nak jugak budget Catwoman, lompat-lompat dalam gelap. Dah sakit kaki pagi pagi. Padan muka. Tapi takpe, bila sakit, segar sikit mata. Tapi jangan mencarut taw, ni kan bulan puasa. Mengerang je, tapi jangan mencarut. Lepas lompat, turned on the lights sebanyak and seterang yang boleh. This way, mesti mata terbuka luas terus. Before you pergi kumuh mulut, minum air kosong segelas dulu. INGAT TAW, JANGAN BASU MULUT TU. MINUM JE AIR TERUS! this will help you to have better digestion during Ramadhan. Takde lah constipation or diarrhea lagi. After that, masuk toilet, !*@^)@&amp;amp;!&amp;amp; buat la apa-apa yang patut then terus basuh muka dengan air sejuk. Mesti by this monent, anda akan lebih bertenaga! Ok, lepastu, minum plain water segelas lagi. al maklumlah, adalah sangat penting untuk replenish your body with lots and lots of plain water. No, bukan air sirap or Coke ok? Plain water je, period. Next, kunyah 2 biji kurma slow-slow sambil minum susu. Nyum nyum. Perfect combination! Sedap sangat! Lepas dah makan tu, minum lagi plain water then pergi lah solat subuh :) InsyaAllah, anda akan bertenaga macam saya sepanjang berpuasa tu! Ok, sangat lah tipu. I lah orang paling kuat merengek kalau puasa sampai kawan-kawan pun tension. T_T Sorry kawan-kawan, esok tak merengek lagi dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend lepas, balik rumah. Buka best dengan family lepastu celebrated Ayah's 58th birthday at Baskin &amp;amp; Robbins. Ayah pernah cakap, dulu masa dia kanak-kanak comel, dia pernah tengok Baskin &amp;amp; Robbins dalam tv and nampak sedap sangat. And he thought to himself, mesti sampai bila-bila pun dia takkan dapat rasa eskrem (read: ice-cream) enak yang berkaler-kaler comel tu. So sad ok cerita ayah tu! :( Haa, ambik kau. sekarang dapat kek besar gajah! Kalah budak kecik celebrate umur 6 tahun. TAPI SEDIH LA BILA INGAT BALIK PASAL BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION NI! MEMORY CARD HP ROSAK, SEMUA GAMBAR COMEL AYAH DAN LITTLE PRINCESS BABYGIRL (ME) HILANGGGGG!!! Erghhhh! NAK GAMBAR COMELLLL! NAKKKK! NAKKK! NAKK! *and it goes on*&lt;br /&gt;Tapi takpe, memori kekal di hati dan fikiran. Banyak bersabar, kan ni bulan puasa?&lt;br /&gt;Omg. sahur dekat rumah sangat best! I have a wonderful mom yang hobinya adalah memasak dan membuat kek dan kuih. So, kami anak-anak dan si suami sangat lah teramat lucky to have her in our lives. Sebab kami lah her very own food critics! Jadi, memasak pada waktu sahur and buka adalah no sweat bagi Mak saya. Kami pun, seronok je la makan je kerja. (sebab tu lah badan saya terlebih sihat, don't ask) So yeah, bertuah betul siapa yang boleh menyambut bulan Ramadhan dengan family. I envy youuuuu... I dapat buka and sahur sekali je dengan family! Nak nangis :( Tapi takpe, abang pernah cakap, &lt;i&gt;"it's part and parcel of growing up".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih, hectic sangat minggu lepas. Assignments submission, tests, quizzes, presentations and the list goes on. Ni belum masuk degree lagi ni, tapi dah busy macam mak aii (tak boleh mencarut). Macam mana lah degree nanti kan? &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qayyum, Zee and I play this &lt;i&gt;slap game. &lt;/i&gt;well, it works like this, any one of us yang mencarut masa sedang menjalankan ibadah puasa, akan ditampar oleh the other two. And, kalau I mencarut, tapi they don't realize it and don't tampar me, I'll have the power to slap them on the ground of tidak melaksanakan tanggungjawab. How cool is that? Try it with your close friends only. I repeat, close friends only. Let me bold it. &lt;b&gt;CLOSE FRIENDS ONLY&lt;/b&gt;. Why? Sebab kalau sesuka hati je tampar random people, tak pasal-pasal beraya dengan muka lebam-lebam nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, selamat berpuasa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-6201203705196087116?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/6201203705196087116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=6201203705196087116' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6201203705196087116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6201203705196087116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-part-and-parcel-of-growing-up.html' title='Its part and parcel of growing up -Iskandar.'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-6438197722290712540</id><published>2010-07-22T14:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T04:32:49.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday day 6</title><content type='html'>Pelik sangat macam mana dulu kita boleh tidur satu katil, mandi sama-sama, kongsi tuala yang sama, makan dari pinggan yang sama, minum dari cawan yang sama. Kongsi semua cerita bersama, menangis sama-sama, ketawa tak ingat dunia bersama. Pelik, kenapa sekarang kita dah tak macam dulu dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak rindu ke semua benda yang kita buat sama-sama tu dulu?&amp;nbsp; Tak teringin ke nak kongsi semua cerita bersama? Tak teringat ke semua benda yang kita buat sama-sama? Menari, melompat macam monyet, menyanyi jerit-jerit tak fikir orang lain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedap kan makanan tu kalau kita ramai-ramai berebut? biskut kering cicah teh o pun boleh jadi rebutan. Apam kosong pun jadi sedap kalau kita makan ramai-ramai. Tempat yang sangat bosan pun boleh jadi havoc kalau kita semua ada. Kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss us, I miss you. I miss the old me. Don't you miss us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni semua salah padang lalang. Ni semua sebab padang lalang jauhkan kita. Padang lalang kecil sangat, bilik sempit and panas. Orang pun jadi panas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit! I haven't touch anything on my assignments yet. WTF is wrong with me? I have to stay home tomorrow and finish up all of my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jue! You've been a great friend for all of these years. Love you. xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-6438197722290712540?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/6438197722290712540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=6438197722290712540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6438197722290712540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6438197722290712540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/07/holiday-day-6.html' title='Holiday day 6'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-2987843315123022375</id><published>2010-07-21T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T21:01:53.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Zakwan</title><content type='html'>Zakwan Anuar's surprise birthday party was awesome. Though there were only the 9 of us but it was so meaningful and oh so fun! Birthday Zee dah lama sebenarnya, on the 10th of July but we don't wanna celebrate in Kuantan so we postponed it hence, the party at my house. Qayyum, Lego and I planned out the whole thing. Hebatnya Qayyum masak! Lego pun hebat membantu. me? help around, buat air sirap, (sebelum kamu semua tanya, "eh, kenapa kampung sangat minum sirap dengan western food?" let me tell you this, the birthday boy suka air sirap ok. tu buat air sirap baik punya) basuh pinggan, ambik tupperware. teeheehee. banyak jugak lah kerja tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the nite before the party yesterday, Qayyum and Lego came to my house and we did some grocery shopping together. Ahh, I dah feeling feeling macam ibu-ibu bawak two retarded sons yang sangat kecoh. We love Tesco sebab rasa macam tengah shopping kat supermarket in USA. perasan sangat, kan?The boys slept over at my house and I felt like I buat sleepover with my girlfriends! We watched romantic movie together while having Oreo with milk, heart to heart talk and meni pedi. The boys are so adorable! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the day of the party? All was well! Zee looked so happy and everyone was happy too. We loved the food. My niece Alya had fun too sebab dia dipuji-puji non stop from my friends. Tu terus happy tu. Alololo, you so vain Alya. Thanks to everyone who helped :) And Zee, I hope you like our small token of appreciation on your birthday. I love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambar akan diupdate later ye. Sabar.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-2987843315123022375?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/2987843315123022375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=2987843315123022375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2987843315123022375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2987843315123022375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-zakwan.html' title='Happy Birthday Zakwan'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-6131815406088521800</id><published>2010-07-18T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T14:52:11.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday day 2</title><content type='html'>rasa macam nak sepak diri sendiri bila fikir balik semua benda bodoh yang pernah dibuat dulu. Contohnya, sneak out nak pergi lepak tengok World Cup, lepastu kantoi masa tengah bukak pintu pagar. I was caught red-handed man! It was very very scary ok. kalah seram tengok cerita Ju-0n. Till now, bila fikir balik zaman kehijauan, situasi kantoi sneak out tu, masih meremang bulu roma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*bukak pintu pagar slow-slow, terdengar panggilan suara garau dari tingkap bilik atas*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'NAJWA ARIFAH, COME BACK IN. NOW!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya allah ya tuhanku, masa tu. only god knows how I felt. menggigil tangan, berpeluh-peluh, jantung pun takut nak berdegup. Rasa macam nak lari jauh-jauh je masa tu, taknak balik rumah 2746 tahun, sebab takut nak jumpa ayah. WHY WAWA. WHY? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, tu je nak cerita. kantoi sneak out masa umur setahun jagung. tak silap, masa form 3 kot. masa tu,kurang bijak sikit. ADA KE, NAK SNEAK OUT IKUT PAGAR BESAR DEPAN RUMAH?! what the heck. Now, dah meningkat dewasa, boleh keluar dengan hanya meminta izin. Thanks Ayah and Mak for being so understanding and sangat lah sporting. Love you! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-6131815406088521800?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/6131815406088521800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=6131815406088521800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6131815406088521800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6131815406088521800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/07/holiday-day-2.html' title='holiday day 2'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7725051869045301999</id><published>2010-07-17T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T16:03:51.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TEFc8EhxLmI/AAAAAAAAAd8/lsu6WDm29Dg/s1600/wawa.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TEFc8EhxLmI/AAAAAAAAAd8/lsu6WDm29Dg/s400/wawa.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*click image*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like, seriously Fesbuk? (read;Facebook) Takkan lah orang yang suka Najib, suka Anwar juga?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, moving on. My midterm break dah start! And i'm so happy to be back home. I miss sleeping with my cats, with the radio on. Sitting on the couch watching TV, eating ice-cream with ice cold plain water. Sebab duduk dekat hostel takde fridge. Kalau nak air sejuk kene turun bawah. dah la bilik I tingkat 4.malas. and, being able to say yes when my friends ajak lepak. I can't wait to start my degree in Shah Alam!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yes, weekend in Kuantan is not so bad. It's kinda fun actually. Losing bonds are strengthen, new friendship, discovering places in Kuantan, a wake up call and a huge smile on my face :D Thanks for those who made Kuantan feels like home to me. You are the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jadi,apa plan cuti ni? Assignments! best kan?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And before I go, just wanna let this thing out. I REALLY HATE IT WHEN A PERSON ADD ME IN FB, AND I APPROVED HIM/HER. let me repeat this, dia yang add I ok, lepastu I yang approve dia ok. AND THEN, HE/SHE WROTE A WALLPOST...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hey, thanks for the add" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;)*!$@^#&amp;amp;*(@&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Boleh tak jangan perasan sangat? I don't know why am I so furious about this but I am very. Somehow, it is very disturbing for me. Can't you just say, &lt;i&gt;Hello&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Thanks&lt;/i&gt;? geeesh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7725051869045301999?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7725051869045301999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7725051869045301999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7725051869045301999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7725051869045301999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/07/click-image-like-seriously-fesbuk.html' title='Holiday day 1'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TEFc8EhxLmI/AAAAAAAAAd8/lsu6WDm29Dg/s72-c/wawa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-5674879408671431463</id><published>2010-07-12T18:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T18:17:09.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just hold on to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TDrm4sZz18I/AAAAAAAAAd0/qPMYNuY6kXs/s1600/disney.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TDrm4sZz18I/AAAAAAAAAd0/qPMYNuY6kXs/s320/disney.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tengok cerita cerita dongeng ni. Best tak, if this kind of love really exist? You're singing in the kitchen one day, then a passerby heard you ( a super handsome, super rich and uber kind one), sang back to you. Your eyes met his, then you fell in love. The next thing you know, you are happily married, living in a castle, with happy kids running around you. HOW COOL IS THAT?! How I wish that a prince charming, a knight in shining&amp;nbsp;armor&amp;nbsp;will sweep me away. &lt;b&gt;Where are you?!&lt;/b&gt; Ok, I sound so desperate right now. What is wrong with me?! Blame this on Disney. Ni semua sebab I watched Beauty and The Beast and Little Mermaid in YouTube just now. damn you Disney. Dah la &lt;a href="http://www.illuminati-news.com/walt-disney-agenda.htm"&gt;Illuminati.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.illuminati-news.com/walt-disney-agenda.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Baca sendiri lah eh pasal Illuminati ni, malas nak explain. Nanti kene tembak pulak kalau cakap bende salah. Click the link! click it! click it! CLICKKKK ITTTTTT!!! ok, enough. Anyhuus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 19px; line-height: 25px;"&gt;Felicitaciones España!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 19px; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I told you that Spain is going to win. Yay. I'm cool like Paul the Octopus yaw. I predicted the game between Germany and Spain and I was right, Spain won! I even won 10rm bet from my friend. Ish, kalau tahu, I bet 182546rm. teeheehee. Tengok lah manusia ni. tamak betul, bukan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-5674879408671431463?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/5674879408671431463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=5674879408671431463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/5674879408671431463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/5674879408671431463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-hold-on-to-me.html' title='Just hold on to me'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TDrm4sZz18I/AAAAAAAAAd0/qPMYNuY6kXs/s72-c/disney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-8365036225246360254</id><published>2010-07-11T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T13:26:32.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I doubt that</title><content type='html'>I don't tell anyone about us. I won't. Can we keep this as a secret?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-8365036225246360254?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/8365036225246360254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=8365036225246360254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8365036225246360254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8365036225246360254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-doubt-that.html' title='I doubt that'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-6368377562879574345</id><published>2010-06-26T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T23:57:01.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like seriously, really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dah lama tak update blog. *bersiul selamba*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my blogging mojo.&amp;nbsp;Come back mojo! Come back, pronto! I need to express me feelings somewhere. And Blogspot is not attractive to me anymore. Why? I prefer updating in my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/NajwaArifah"&gt;Twitter &lt;/a&gt;account. Short, precise and simple. &lt;em&gt;Less is more&lt;/em&gt;, much? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, apa eh nak celita? Oh I sekarang dah mula balik&amp;nbsp;my habit of pergi balik Kuantan to Kolompo (read: Kuala Lumpur). Macam lah Kuantan tu dekat sangat kan? Oi Wawa, ingat Kuantan tu macam KLCC je ke nak balik every single week? Ingat 52rgt tu sikit ke untuk dibuang setiap minggu? Assignments buat ke kat rumah? Obviously, no. But oh well, what to do? I just can't stay there. It's too depressing. Anyhow, I will find reasons just to go back home. I just can't. Semester 2 was different though. I stayed longer. At least, I went back home once in 2 weeks. Tak lah membazir sangat. But this semester is being a bitch. It's like semester 1 all over again. Homesick, the adapting, the tak-selesa-lah-nak-mandi-kat-sini situation, the tidur-tak-nyenyak etc. I hate this. Boo hoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to ace my final semester coz I have to get the scholarship. I WANT THE SCHOLARSHIP. I NEED IT. Jealous lah tengok kawan-kawan ada scholarship. nak jugak! So yes, this semester. All i want is at least a GPA of 3.5. &lt;em&gt;At least.&lt;/em&gt; It's a really high goal so I have to work my butt of for this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KENAPA POST BOSAN SANGAT NI? NAH! AMBIK VIDEO NAK COMPENSATE KEBOSANAN POST KALI NI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Z5-P9v3F8w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Z5-P9v3F8w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know most of you said JB is annoying, a fag, a sissy. But... but.. these two boys are just too adorable! Can't help it :P Jaden Smith is too much very super cute in this! Especially time dia rapping! Ok,dah cukup Wawa. People will think that you're a cradle robber. A cougar. A perv. Ok, stop.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It reminds me of my little adik&amp;nbsp; la. Adik Abai, umur baru setahun jagung tapi bajet cool ya a aw. Alolo, comelnya mereka :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-6368377562879574345?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/6368377562879574345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=6368377562879574345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6368377562879574345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6368377562879574345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/06/like-seriously-really.html' title='Like seriously, really?'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7098298677002582644</id><published>2010-06-15T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T22:33:58.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's because of you</title><content type='html'>Lepas 2 minggu balik Kuantan, no update at all! Why? Because, I was so busy adapting myself in a new hostel. It is so small, like very small. Ok, let me give you an overview on how small the room is. There are 3 of us in the room, so if I'm busy in the toilet, Farim has to be in front of the lockers and Balqis has to be at the study table area. Then, if I'm in front of the lockers someone has to move somewhere else. So does Balqis.. It's like a rotation. WE HAVE TO SHUFFLE OUR POSITIONS IN THE ROOM AND TAKE TURN TO BE ON OUR STUDY TABLE TO MAKE UP SEBAB BILIK KECIK SANGAT. NAK BERNAFAS PUN SUSAH KALAU TAK BUKAK TINGKAP. Stress tak? Orang cakap, &lt;i&gt;kecil kecil cili padi&lt;/i&gt; kan? This room is the epitome of that peribahasa. Sebab ia kecik sangat, oleh itu pengaliran udara tak mantap. Hence, the heat. Tak payah guna sauna nak kuruskan badan, cuba try tidur pukul tengah hari dalam bilik ni. Bangun-bangun tidur terus feluh-feluh macam lepas merentas desa minus the kulit hitam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak guard sekarang pun dah melampau. Epp. nak kena ni. Ada ke patut? I pakai baju longgar size L dia cakap baju saya ketat? Ada ke patut saya pakai selipar nak jemur baju kat bawah pun dia marah? Ada ke patut dia suruh saya dye balik rambut saya hitam ASAP? Awak ingat murah ke nak dye rambut saya yang panjang gila ni? Paling murah pun kos dia 80rgt ok? Bagi duit la, saya beli baju kurung kat Mydin banyak banyak, lepastu dye rambut hitam. Boleh je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester banyak sangat liku likunya. I HAVE &amp;nbsp;TO BE STRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, last Saturday Alya the niece sudah selamat dicukurkan rambutnya yang alahai, lembutnya. She was such a good girl! Duduk diam, control comel je masa orang sibuk-sibuk potong rambutnya. Tak meragam langsung. Maybe she knew that the camera was all around her. I bet dalam hati dia terdetik berkata "must. control. cute. maintain. nanti gambar tak cantik kalau nangis," Awh, comel tak kalau dia betul2 cakap macam tu? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TBeOXqQ4TTI/AAAAAAAAAdc/T6aaSb_nVkw/s1600/femili+wawa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TBeOXqQ4TTI/AAAAAAAAAdc/T6aaSb_nVkw/s320/femili+wawa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Ismail's. Yeap, kitorang memang ramai :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TBePK3-nQAI/AAAAAAAAAdk/d6rR_z46lGk/s1600/alya.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TBePK3-nQAI/AAAAAAAAAdk/d6rR_z46lGk/s320/alya.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cantik tak Alya?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7098298677002582644?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7098298677002582644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7098298677002582644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7098298677002582644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7098298677002582644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-because-of-you.html' title='It&apos;s because of you'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TBeOXqQ4TTI/AAAAAAAAAdc/T6aaSb_nVkw/s72-c/femili+wawa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-1368322085129563177</id><published>2010-06-06T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T02:06:25.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you like, not bring that up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TAqGgTHi_5I/AAAAAAAAAdU/JVWRPRywuso/s1600/Picture0005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TAqGgTHi_5I/AAAAAAAAAdU/JVWRPRywuso/s320/Picture0005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Was trying out my kakak punya pakwe punya latop baru punya webcam. fahamtakk? Best webcam laptop ni. Nampak muka sesuci safa walaupun tanpa sebarang make up. sebenarnya banyak sangat gambar macam ni tapi saya malu lah nak share, tapi kalau post semua pun mesti anda semua muntah geli. teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleh, konon comel lah tu ambik gambar macam tu? padahal tengah cover zits yang melimpah ruah kat dahi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suppose to sleep now, or at least double check my packed stuffs for Kuantan. Or at least feel excited to start the ending of my Pre Law journey in Kuantan but heck no. I'm so down now. Feels like hiding myself here in my room, skip the first classes. But to think back, I don't wanna be a coward. I have to face this final semester though I heard tons of bad rumours about this final semester. Difficult papers, hundreds of juniors, packed classes and and dodgy dorm rooms :( AHHH! BILA TULIS SEMUA TU RASA MACAM NAK MENANGIS ESOK DAH KENA START!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wawa, calm down. PRONTO!&lt;br /&gt;how am I suppose to end something without even starting it? Right? so yeah, here I am. with all the positive vibes in the world, going back to Kuantan tomorrow. Yes, I AM ready for everything and anything. BRING IT ON! cewahh, semangat sangat konon. tengok-tengok esok, menangis pegang pagar rumah tak nak lepas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss e-v-e-r-y-single-t-h-i-n-g here. hish. Don't dwell over this, it will take me nowhere but to frustration valley. Lets just be all miss sunshine tomorrow and hope for the best this semester. I hope that I'm gonna score better and love law &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to all Kuantan's Pre-Law students. Lets thrive for the best no matter what the condition is. HIDUP KARPAL SINGH!! eh, tiba-tiba pulak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-1368322085129563177?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/1368322085129563177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=1368322085129563177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1368322085129563177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1368322085129563177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/06/can-you-like-not-bring-that-up.html' title='Can you like, not bring that up?'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TAqGgTHi_5I/AAAAAAAAAdU/JVWRPRywuso/s72-c/Picture0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-840087018252104726</id><published>2010-06-01T04:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T05:02:24.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting days</title><content type='html'>Ish, tak boleh tidur la kawan-kawan. Macam mana ni? I've tried it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minum susu? Checked!&lt;br /&gt;Kira virtual kambing? Checked!&lt;br /&gt;Berangan kahwin-kahwin? Checked!&lt;br /&gt;Stalk people? Checked!&lt;br /&gt;Blog-hopping and blog-shopping? Checked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua dah buat. Still, I'm wide awake now. Alive and kicking hard. What the hell? I have plans with Mummy tomorrow! I should sleep now tengah krooh krooohh because I HAVE TO WAKE UP EARLY TOMORROW. TAKNAK KENA TINGGAL MACAM TADI. SEMUA KELUAR MAKAN LUNCH, I SORANG DITINGGALKAN DI RUMAH, LEPASTU LAPAR GILA. PADAN MUKA. SIAPA SURUH BANGUN PUKUL 2? KAN DAH TAK DAPAT IKUT PERGI LUNCH ENAK DEKAT MANHATTAN FISH MARKET! Haaa, ambik kau. lecture diri sendiri. Thats why la i wanna wake up early tomorrow. taknak kena tinggal lagi. IT SUCKS. BIG TIME! Ok, dah la tu caps lock semua benda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another 1 big problemo when you stay up this late. You get hungry! Yes, I'm so hungry now. Taknak lah makan, sebab nanti terus tidur. lepastu, menangis tak berlagu bila timbang berat, naik 3 kilo, jeans ketat, baju putih menunjukkan perut bulat yang comel. NOO! I can't eat now. But I'm thinking about my EGG, HAM AND CHEESE SANDWICH. nama pun sedap. *telan air liur*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep wawa. Sleep. Eh, kalau minum susu sekarang, does it helps? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah guling-guling for about an hour tadi finding my comfort zone to sleep. But still, here I am now. Blogging. Why?? Macam-macam position I've tried. Mula-mula kepala kat pintu toilet. Eh, macam x best je. Tukar pulak, kaki yang menghandap pintu toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;*20 minutes later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned on my air cond. Maybe I need to feel a lil cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*10 minutes later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak! sejuk pulak! Turned it off. Lepastu dah keluar masuk toilet kencing beribu kali, minum warm water tak payah cakap la berapa kali pulak. Siap bawak botol lagi dalam bilik. Tapi tetap segar-bugar macam bangun pagi-pagi pergi sekolah. NOT! pagi-pagi in school la waktu paling mengantuk sekali. rasa macam boleh tidur je during assembly sambil berdiri tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST. GO. SLEEP. NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-840087018252104726?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/840087018252104726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=840087018252104726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/840087018252104726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/840087018252104726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/06/counting-days.html' title='Counting days'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-1098300177645869739</id><published>2010-05-31T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T04:39:08.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello sexy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TAKZHqVx6uI/AAAAAAAAAdM/89lwMtJCG_8/s1600/DSC00004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TAKZHqVx6uI/AAAAAAAAAdM/89lwMtJCG_8/s320/DSC00004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gambarku dijadikan wallpaper laptop seseorang. Bestnyaaaaa! :) &lt;br /&gt;NOT MY OWN LAPTOP OK? IM NOT THAT VAIN. plus, my laptop is smaller and it's &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hye. yes you sexy readers. howwawyu? im going back to Kuantan in 7 days! Boo hoo hoo :'( I DON'T WANNA GO BACK TO KUANTAN! It feels weird coz this is by far, the longest holiday I ever had. And I never wanna end this, I'm having the time of my life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanti macam mana nak online dengan high-speed Streamyx tercinta ku pada tengah malam? Macam mana nak stay up sampai pukul 4 pagi tanpa rasa cuak-cuak pergi toilet nak kencing sorang2? Kalau kat Kuantan, my room mate Alya (sama kan nama dgn my niece? hehe) yang selalu jadi mangsa dikejut tengah-tengah malam untuk teman I buat business kat toilet. ALYA, I LOVE YOU! :) Moving on, macam mana nak dapat makan best without peeking in my purse, counting my money, thinking, cukup ke tak ni sampai next allowance? How to sleep with thick, soft comforter bajet tidur kat hotel sejuk2? Sebab no air-cond? Macam mana nak tengok tv duduk secara kurang sopan&amp;nbsp; atas sofa ku yang empuk, ditemani lampu jingga romantis? How I wanna make impromptu plans with my friends to go lepak2? Macam mana nak layan dvd malam2, dengar lagu macam nak pecah speaker dalam bilik? Kat kuantan tak ada fridge boleh simpan yogurt drink. TAKDE ORANG YANG MASAK SEDAP SEDAP KAT KUANTAN, TAK PAYAH BAYAR PULAK TU! mummy, thank you, i love you :') &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh homey home... I'm gonna miss you. oh homey home, you wait for me okay? I'll come back every week! I'll come back for good on October. You wait for me okay my homey home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TAKOcZ0GKvI/AAAAAAAAAdE/7I_AUNf6NSc/s1600/sushi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TAKOcZ0GKvI/AAAAAAAAAdE/7I_AUNf6NSc/s320/sushi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello commoners! I'm the king of the world! Keeeeezz me henz, zhen jhu'll bih bless till eternity! -Sushi the cat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-1098300177645869739?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/1098300177645869739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=1098300177645869739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1098300177645869739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1098300177645869739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-sexy.html' title='Hello sexy!'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/TAKZHqVx6uI/AAAAAAAAAdM/89lwMtJCG_8/s72-c/DSC00004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-8668216835861871586</id><published>2010-05-23T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T17:56:31.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the crocodiles purrr</title><content type='html'>This is by far, the greatest holiday ever. I don't know how to put it in words. I dont know how to describe my feelings yang bercampur baur ni. How I wish I have &lt;a href="http://cukupsudeh.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nina's&lt;/a&gt; great words of writing. Damn u girl. You should write a book or something. Tak percaya dia terror tulis? click click on her name kat my blog list or tekan je kat nama dia kat atas ni :) Ok, moving on. I always have this tendency of merepek jauh2, melencong cakap benda lain. FOCUS WAWA! (nina, PAY ME NOW SEBAB I IKLANKAN YOU NI!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Loads of dramas, tears, laughter, anger, rage, frowns, sighs and macam macam lagi berlaku sepanjang semester break ni. FYI, duit pun banyak habis. macam air ok? nasib baik I have amazing parents, brothers, sisters n kawan2 yang tidak kedekut. You have my words dolls! I'm gonna make sure, one day when I'm rich, happily married with a Datuk, I'll belanja you guys makan best :D betul ni, tak tipuuuu. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;It is rather quite a productive holiday too sebab I'm working in Petrosains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun takde lah dapat gaji beribu-ribu, tetapi cukup lah untuk berfoya-foya before balik Kuantan nanti. That is, in less than 2 weeks time.T_T taknak balik!! *kicks air* TAKNAK BALIK! *pulls hair* Taknak balik Kuantannnnnnnn!!! Ok, dah cukup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S_j1Y39_8XI/AAAAAAAAAcM/KayQQD4kArc/s320/petrosains.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Petrosains Volunteers batch April 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Selain, membanting tulang di Petrosains, saya juga banyak berfoya-foya dgn rakan2. macam membanting tulang juga, cuma duit banyak habis. But I dont regret it though. I had so much fun! Like seriously,it is so much fun :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S_j1boLg-1I/AAAAAAAAAcU/vnHquZ9vHLQ/s1600/girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S_j1boLg-1I/AAAAAAAAAcU/vnHquZ9vHLQ/s320/girls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S_j1eJ1AKJI/AAAAAAAAAcc/6VC6Tukintg/s1600/girls+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S_j1eJ1AKJI/AAAAAAAAAcc/6VC6Tukintg/s320/girls+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S_j1gFas3ZI/AAAAAAAAAck/Z_Rk0DJc5HQ/s1600/girls+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S_j1gFas3ZI/AAAAAAAAAck/Z_Rk0DJc5HQ/s320/girls+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S_j1irDFaNI/AAAAAAAAAcs/ulWocCeugyQ/s1600/girls+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S_j1irDFaNI/AAAAAAAAAcs/ulWocCeugyQ/s320/girls+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We received a very beautiful, gorgeous, priceless gift from Allah. My  very first niece, Alya Alexandra Bonnifay. I love you moi petite bebe  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S_j2YH5sDmI/AAAAAAAAAc0/3TY1GBOpqa0/s1600/30208_1375447498684_1006723741_31120188_6683481_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S_j2YH5sDmI/AAAAAAAAAc0/3TY1GBOpqa0/s320/30208_1375447498684_1006723741_31120188_6683481_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it is indeed a fun holiday, but there are tears too. I ended a 3 years relationship.. no further comment on that. I don't wanna blog about it. Sorry. And I lost my kitty cat, Baby. I had her for almost 3 years now :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S_j1WHOqgpI/AAAAAAAAAcE/oyZVghVFos8/s1600/meow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S_j1WHOqgpI/AAAAAAAAAcE/oyZVghVFos8/s320/meow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RIP BABY. I LOVE YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but along came Sushi, just arrived today. Very cute black Persian with owl-like face. Aww, so cute. Oh yes, I'm obsessed with this band The Xx. To die for. I'm like addicted to them. MESTI DENGAR HARI2 BEFORE TIDUR. hehe. Thanks Tom Dempsey. And thanks to you too, I'm having the time of my life and this is the best holiday because of you! I know you know it&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and...... I dah terror drive! Walaupun baru sahaja accident semalam masa keluar parking T_T Please don't blame me. The other 2 cars parked dekat sangat with my car AND IT WAS SCORCHING HOT! MY EYES WERE SQUINTING LOOKING FOR MY SHADES YANG JATUH BAWAH SEAT. sorry, I'm not a multitasker. Dammit. Memang lepas ni I tak boleh drive la selama at least, 4 months? baru the family trust me back. Haiyoo. SCREW YOU THREADING FEVER! ni semua sebab nak sangat pergi threading. It's okay. Things happened for a reason. Ada hikmah. Ada... *ayat nak sedapkan hati sendiri*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sampai disini sahaja coretan ku. buhbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-8668216835861871586?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/8668216835861871586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=8668216835861871586' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8668216835861871586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8668216835861871586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-crocodiles-purrr.html' title='When the crocodiles purrr'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S_j1Y39_8XI/AAAAAAAAAcM/KayQQD4kArc/s72-c/petrosains.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-3665884292727298653</id><published>2010-05-04T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T23:50:31.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry</title><content type='html'>I'm a cry baby. Yes, I cry because of almost anything. If I'm sad,definitely I'll cry. If I'm happy, I'll cry, I'm so upset, I'll cry. I'm tired or exhausted, I'll cry. To cut to the chase, I'll cry if I'm emotionally aroused.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN CRY ANYTIME AND ANYWHERE TOO. not proud of it tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan mengada-ngada or sengaja nak menangis ni. If you really don't know me, you will make a quick judgment and jump into a conclusion saying that I'm just another attention whore. Ooopss, mind my word darlings. So, moving on. Yes apparently, I got that a lot! Apparently, these people are not sympathetic enough because they don't get all teared up when an old man fell down in front of us. And apparently, these people is not sensitive at all because they don't cry when Kajol in Kuch Kuch Hota Hai balik kampung naik train pakai baju punjabi suit warna putih selendang merah kilat kilat (I made my mum bought the exact looking punjabi suit for me on my 8th birthday because I was so in love with Kajol in that movie, btw) Don't blame me coz my heart is easily touched and my tears reservoir is bigger than normal.pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang kadang tu orang sampai pelik, tanya, senangnya wawa menangis? Oh well, I don't know what's the answer for this. I just smiled and said, (dengan air mata bertakung) "Coz I love to cry, it's a natural and the best eyes cleanser (scientifically proven anyways)" har-har-hardee-har-har. Very funneh, NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, saja nak share the fact that I love to cry. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3665884292727298653?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3665884292727298653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3665884292727298653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3665884292727298653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3665884292727298653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/05/cry.html' title='Cry'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7501668038088518523</id><published>2010-04-26T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:44:34.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating wonders and Alia  Alexandra</title><content type='html'>hey yawwwww. Been busy busy busy so I'm gonna do a very short update. The very malas one of course. Before that, *jumping happily while screaming* I HAVE A BEAUTIFUL PAN-ASIAN NIECE NOWWWWWWWW!! Kau kenapa? Perlu ke Pan-Asian tu Wawa oi? Eh, mesti lah perlu. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Presesenting....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alia Alixandra bt. Jerome Bonnifay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;was born at 7.25pm on 24th April 2010 at Pantai Hospital, Bangsar. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S9WsEfYnWtI/AAAAAAAAAbs/xrhpaMZsYdo/s1600/alia+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S9WsEfYnWtI/AAAAAAAAAbs/xrhpaMZsYdo/s320/alia+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S9WsBD_s13I/AAAAAAAAAbk/lmV3ip5MOZQ/s1600/alia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S9WsBD_s13I/AAAAAAAAAbk/lmV3ip5MOZQ/s320/alia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S9WsIIKQtSI/AAAAAAAAAb0/fcxfhoibEzU/s1600/alia+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S9WsIIKQtSI/AAAAAAAAAb0/fcxfhoibEzU/s320/alia+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look how happy big brother Pierre is with his new little sister :D And my gorgeous sister at the back :) When she was young, she was always teased for being so tan and dark. And now, she said, "in your face people! my husband and my babies are all white! and really white! LOL" Awww, how graceful the new mother, isn't she? -_____-" Anyhuus, they look so happy! BEST SGT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S9WsKLZDWZI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qOYDtlWq8sM/s1600/hot+aunties.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S9WsKLZDWZI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qOYDtlWq8sM/s320/hot+aunties.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;JENG JENG JENG! The new aunty! Alia, why you so putih like mat salleh one? haiyaaa, where's my tan skin ha?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok,moving on. Today is my first day in Petrosains. I am a volunteer there. So, the tag line of Petrosains is 'Creating Wonders'. So you see, it's like a trend now to create new terms and lama kelamaan terus jadi a legitimate word, masuk dictionary terus. Like the word created by Beyonce, &lt;i&gt;'Bootylicious'&lt;/i&gt;, Kimora's &lt;i&gt;'Fabulosity'&lt;/i&gt; and Petrosains' '&lt;i&gt;Wonderology'&lt;/i&gt; (tapi belum masuk dictionary lagi la) And yes, so the term &lt;i&gt;Wonderolgy &lt;/i&gt;means (by us, Petrosains' folks) &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;the study of wonders.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; *insert magical background sound with pixie dust falling from the sky here* &lt;b&gt;COOL, not?! &lt;/b&gt;Cool kan? Kan? No? Istillthinkit'sverycool. okthksbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then, just nak bagitahu that we, the Petrosains' staffs are called as &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wonderologists&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Sumpah, ni cool sangat! I feel like I'm a geologist or a pathologist or something like that. I love it! Come say it with me people! WONDER-OLO-GIST! Yezzz, that iz me! ME!!! :D Datang lah ke Petrosains yer&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7501668038088518523?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7501668038088518523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7501668038088518523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7501668038088518523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7501668038088518523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/04/creating-wonders-and-alia-alexandra.html' title='Creating wonders and Alia  Alexandra'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S9WsEfYnWtI/AAAAAAAAAbs/xrhpaMZsYdo/s72-c/alia+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-4103063505167428266</id><published>2010-04-21T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T18:05:16.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some random shizz</title><content type='html'>I completely have no idea when I'm going to start my third sem in Kuantan. Zzzzz. Apakah? Tak tahu bila sem start. I guess I'm not the only one. I KNOW I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO DOESN'T KNOW. Eh,konpiden semacam je awak ni Najwa. Iyolah,memang lah konpiden sebab when I asked my UiTM friends, bila eh naik sem 3? All of them gave me the same exact answers, which is, "tak tahu" or "entah" or "nnt nak dekat2 naik tu, tahu lah" -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it seems like I'm the only one yang semangat nak naik semester ni kenapa? Dah la balik Kuantan pulak tu. Kau dah kenapa? Kan.. Mesti ada scandal dengan abang burger or abang kerja kat wayang East Coast Mall (or better known as ECM among the locals) ni kan?A BIG FAT NOT for that please. It is not the reason why tak sabar nak masuk sem 3 ni, it is because I am so excited for my degree in Shah Alam this December. weeeeeeeeee. I wanna get it over and done with asap. I don't wanna be the Pre-Law student anymore. I wanna be a Law student. Yes. I can smell you from here, Karpal Singh! I can already see myself walking side by side, holding hands (euyuhhh) with you already. HAHA. I berangan nak jadi his intern or even better, his partner. But the angelic one of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ni, my pocket money mengalir macam air. Sekelip mata je boleh habis. I wanted to find a part time job, malangnya, niat tu tak tercapai. Sebab I've been going out a lot lately with my friends. Everyday got plans one. Why ah? Haiyaa, ni tak boleh dibiarkan begitu sahaja. Kita mesti cari jalan penyelesaian untuk menyelesaikan masalah ini! *cakap laju laju sambil letak dua jari di bawah dagu dengan muka penuh semangat* Oleh itu, I came up with the idea with my mom, to do a small garage sale dekat padang depan rumah ni. I will give out free cupcakes that I bake to attract people, then terus jual my junks to them. But good junks ok. After all, one man's trash is another man's treasure, innit? Bukan sahaja dapat duit, malah dapat mengosongkan ruang di rumah dan boleh dijadikan alasan yang kukuh to buy new things. MUAHAHAHAHA. im good, yes, very good. Tapi, ini sekadar rough plan je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all zee chocolate lovers out there!! Me found the greatest 'mampu beli oleh pelajar universiti yang hidup dalam budget yang ketat' chocolate ever by Cadbury! Why am I so excited about this? Because it is effing cheap and super delicious. It literally melts in my mouth and the texture, OMG. just, heaven. I'm talking about you BOOST! , yes you. You are even sexier than Mark Wahlberg! You make me go, ahhhh. Murah ok, RM3.30 je. How cool is that? Even talking about him makes me drools and smile to myself. BOOST! , you are like my new obsession now. Ok, dah. Cukup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be all cheesy and corny to wish two of my greatest monkeys in the world, A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEEEECH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S87K8n3fE0I/AAAAAAAAAbc/HIhXqZl7vUQ/s1600/akim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S87K8n3fE0I/AAAAAAAAAbc/HIhXqZl7vUQ/s320/akim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S87K6yXCo4I/AAAAAAAAAbU/jJI5Sv4E0bM/s1600/adar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S87K6yXCo4I/AAAAAAAAAbU/jJI5Sv4E0bM/s320/adar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(top) My greatest male BFF, Aqeem. He turned the big 21 today! And we are going to party hard together this weekend! LOL. Then, to my most vain bigbrotha (bottom) Iskandar. He turned 28 today. I love you boys so much! have a great one and please try to stay sober. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these dudes better do me good for the next 50 years because I actually post a birthday entry for them! Anyhuus, happy birthday! *cheers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: the (top) and (bottom) pictures indicator somehow sounds wrong. It's kinda gay-ish. ah, peduli apa aku. Dorang memang macam gay pun. LMAO. ailafyuh! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-4103063505167428266?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/4103063505167428266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=4103063505167428266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4103063505167428266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4103063505167428266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-completely-have-no-idea-when-im-going.html' title='Some random shizz'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S87K8n3fE0I/AAAAAAAAAbc/HIhXqZl7vUQ/s72-c/akim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7538429332262100960</id><published>2010-04-15T03:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T03:12:19.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Racism is still breathing alive among us?</title><content type='html'>I have this obsession with &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=adamo"&gt;Urban Dictionary.&lt;/a&gt; thanks to a friend of mine. semua bende nak search kat sini sekarang. pantang je ternampak or terbaca ataupun terdengar ayat ayat luar biasa sekarang, mesti nak search kat sini. Lame.. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exhibit A:&lt;/b&gt; Eh, ayat pelik la. Elysium? ape tu? *online, pastu search kat Urban Dictionary*&lt;br /&gt;lepas dah jumpa maksud, terus angguk angguk rasa pandai sebab next time kalau korang nak pergi clubbing kat Jalan Dorai tu, pastu jalan jalan. kawan kawan pun tanya, "wey korang, nampak best club tu. *pointing to Elysium Club* eh, apa maksud Elysium eh?" Boleh la anda semua (termasuk I) dengan bangga, sambil hidung kembang kecut buat muka pandai, jawab ape maksud Elysium tu kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaa, I tahu korang pun suka. Best la. this thing is addictive, I started off with looking for meaning of words yang masuk akal. dah lama lama, bosan dgn ke-skema-an diri ni, terus nak try something new. hehe. lalu, terlintas dlm fikiran search maksud2 ayat seperti... #*&amp;amp;#^&amp;amp;, dan &amp;amp;#^&amp;amp;#&amp;amp; dan &amp;amp;#)* dan juga !@&amp;amp;^#)*(. hahaha. lepastu, I even searched my name, &lt;i&gt;Wawa&lt;/i&gt;! Narcissistic, much? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, was so bored one night. So, I searched for the meaning of &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Malay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Then, keluar la macam macam maksud. Yang penting 99% of it maybe was written by Chinese or Indians or just bunch of Malays yg benci kaum sendiri. We never know. So, berbalik kepada story tadi. tengah gelak gelak tengok The Nanny ni, terus hilang my happy mode. Lepastu, terus I bertukar jadi The Incredible Hulk (only that I'm pink and I have Kim's toned body. taknak macam hulk betul. eww, buruk. and I speak rempit when I turned to Pink Hulk). Gua sentapp habis ni der, makan dalammm. Ada ke patut mereka semua ni kutuk kutuk Melayu? na'ah, no way Jose. Only us Malays can trash our own race. no way in the world other races can do that even though sometimes ada jugak budak budak Melayu perangai memang mintak tamparan wanita, but still. no way, i repeat, NO WAY I can just keep quite when others talk trash about my race. NO WAY!&amp;nbsp; korang nak sentap sama-sama tak? Jom baca some of their definitions of Malays ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Example 1: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every race in &lt;b class="highlight"&gt;Malays&lt;/b&gt;ia has its own  weaknesses. The chinese are known to be very civil, disciplined and  sometimes too hardworking. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The &lt;b class="highlight"&gt;malays&lt;/b&gt;  are known to be too lazy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. A chinese who gets his/her pay, will tend to  keep it for emergency or future use. A malay in the other hand, would  usually spend it immediately.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; There are nice &lt;b class="highlight"&gt;malays&lt;/b&gt;  out there but really hard to find.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Example 2:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If government dont have a policy to help them, i think&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;they’re end up  jobless.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b class="highlight"&gt;Malays&lt;/b&gt; are too emotional  than rationale in handling issues. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ayat yang di-bold and italic kan tu mintak penyepak kan? kepala hotak kau berbulu! They are making hasty generalization here. I mean like, come on. You may have encountered with some lazy Malays, but jangan sebab nila setitik, rosak susu sebelanga. How are you sure that we are lazy? Too lazy some more. Ini sudah lebih ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lagi satu in example 2 tu, dah la grammar ke laut. ada hati nak kutuk orang jugak. FU! Their description about Malays are all personal views solely. No professionalism whatsoever. Try searching for Chinese or Indians in Urban Dictionary. ade tak orang trash teruk macam ni? NO. Why? because we Malays have ethics and we are very polite. We don't do trash talk online. because we cool like that yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/: Don't mess with my blood. (walaupun bukan 100% pure Malay,tapi suka hati I lah!) You dont like me when I'm angry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7538429332262100960?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7538429332262100960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7538429332262100960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7538429332262100960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7538429332262100960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/04/racism-is-still-breathing-alive-among.html' title='Racism is still breathing alive among us?'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-1741586285739192856</id><published>2010-04-11T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:22:47.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are so amazing. Yes, you :)</title><content type='html'>It's amazing how you can be so in love with someone for so many years then something happened, suddenly the feeling of the deep love just gone. It's amazing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-1741586285739192856?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/1741586285739192856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=1741586285739192856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1741586285739192856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1741586285739192856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-are-so-amazing-yes-you.html' title='You are so amazing. Yes, you :)'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-4002848523267807599</id><published>2010-04-09T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:53:36.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, I love you</title><content type='html'>Today is the most A-W-E-S-O-M-E Friday so far! Yesterday's tv host casting went well. My weight is slightly decreasing (hehehh. sikit je. tapi ade progress la orang kata) and the best part is, my final result is out and Alhamdulillah.. I got &lt;b&gt;3.87!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what people? Yes, I'm like so happy! Nak mandi pun tak dapat nak gerak2 away from this laptop dari tadi. adoi, dah la tu Wawa. Syok sendiri pulak dia. Dush dush. Hehe. Best sgt la perasaan ni. berbaloi gila masa study week seminngu tu I stayed Kuantan instead of home. Berbaloi sangat minum Pearl Cafe, stayed up late at night. Berbaloi sgt korbankan masa masa bersuka ria pergi study at the library. Berbaloi gila belajar sampai otak jam. Everything is so worth it. Berbaloi-baloi. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Mumsy:&lt;/span&gt; Hari ni tak payah belajar masak la. I'll cook your favourite. You can be a princess today. *hugged and kissed me. (A LOT!)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5 minit kemudian........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Mumsy:&lt;/span&gt; Wawa.... tolong masak nasi. 2 pot je sebab hari ni tak ramai orang kat rumah. *bebelan yang panjang. tak concentrate sgt* Thank u syg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-________________-"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bukankah baru sebentar tadi dia cakap I can be a princess today? kan? Maaaaaa, princess tak masak nasi sendiri! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhuuus, I love u ma :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1915979843740220031-4002848523267807599?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/4002848523267807599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=4002848523267807599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4002848523267807599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4002848523267807599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/04/friday-i-love-you.html' title='Friday, I love you'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-6291994284485766518</id><published>2010-04-06T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T18:35:58.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come what may</title><content type='html'>I know that this is going to hurt me,&lt;br /&gt;going to break me,&lt;br /&gt;and going to tear me down into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is going to make me cry,&lt;br /&gt;make me regret and,&lt;br /&gt;worse is make me miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know,&lt;br /&gt;i knew,&lt;br /&gt;i've known this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, I am here on the verge,&lt;br /&gt;having second thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;doubts.. hasty thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;asking myself,&lt;br /&gt;What If?&lt;br /&gt;How If?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't feel this way. I shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;This is so wrong. Very much, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to put a&amp;nbsp;full stop in this. I have to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-6291994284485766518?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/6291994284485766518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=6291994284485766518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6291994284485766518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6291994284485766518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/04/come-what-may.html' title='Come what may'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7240492995609530383</id><published>2010-04-01T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T00:34:43.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayah, I love you :')</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hiqhos1h5M8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hiqhos1h5M8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now that I've lost everything to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you want to start something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's breaking my heart you're leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm grieving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you wanna leave take good care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a lot of nice things to wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of nice things turn bad out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, baby, it's a wild world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to get by just upon a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah...) oh baby, it's a wild world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember you like a child girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I've seen a lot of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the world can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's breaking my heart in two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I never want to see you sad girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be a bad girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you wanna leave take good care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember there's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of bad and beware&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La...la...la...la...la...baby I love you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Ayah always sing this song to me :') He always remind me that I'm gonna be his little princess and that he still look at me as his baby girl forever.. Now, am I the luckiest daughter on Earth to have En. Ismail b. Sengari to be my superdad? I love you ayah. Always will and always have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7240492995609530383?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7240492995609530383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7240492995609530383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7240492995609530383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7240492995609530383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/04/ayah-i-love-you.html' title='Ayah, I love you :&apos;)'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-2790013069580261707</id><published>2010-03-29T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T01:07:55.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To infinity and beyond</title><content type='html'>ish. apaa ni dah lama tak update blog? I've been neglecting my blog for ages now. I don't know what has gotten into me. I thought I'm gonna be a blog-whore during my semester break. But obviously I'm wrong here. Cuti dah almost 3 weeks! But blog terbengkalai and 'to-do-list' kat tepi ni tak buat pun! Have so much more to complete! Been busy these past few days thinking (deep ones) and thinking and thinking again and again. Macam macam in my head! I even opt for Tara and Anita, Facebook's online psychics to help me make decisions. OMG! lame, much? I used to hate those applications in FB. And I even start to be the YouTube-whore, watching YouTube day and night. Lepastu, I become a better stalker! I stalked almost everyone now. Gosh. What happened to me? and not to mention, I become a crazayy cat lady too. I talked to my cats about everything, literally everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-__________-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What happened to you, Wawa? Why? Why? Tell me why? *dgn nada lagu Backstreet Boys*&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least my diet plan is working baby! Hell yeah! Dah hilang 2 kgs so far. Ek eleh, baru 2 kg, dah kecoh pulak Wawa ni. Lu lilek je der, gua diet yang sihat ni. Not the crash diets thingy that I used to do. Thanks Qayyum for being my ever loyal advisor and nutritionist. Saaayanngggg awak! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,moving on. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dah kenapa dgn manusia sekarang yang makin menjadi-jadi nak buang bayi ni? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NOT! I'm so not gonna blog about this. Tapi mesti korang dah saspen kan tadi ingat I nak cakap pasal ni? Haha. Sorry der, gua takde enough info la nak mengomel pasal bende tu. But, all I know is, I oppose it 110%. Though I still believe that it's solely not the mum's fault. Jangan salahkan ibu mengandung,kan orang2 tua cakap. Itu dia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By ze way, Farim's 19th birthday bash at The Apartment was AWESOME! Like,totally! We had so much fun, Love it! Feast your eyes people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S6-Mn2JAicI/AAAAAAAAAbM/WDujw_KKu_4/s1600/wawa+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S6-Mn2JAicI/AAAAAAAAAbM/WDujw_KKu_4/s320/wawa+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453732289945045442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S6-MeA9z0RI/AAAAAAAAAbE/JN1Ct2uXw9U/s1600/wawa.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/_FZrGfB55lFs/S6-MeA9z0RI/AAAAAAAAAbE/JN1Ct2uXw9U/s320/wawa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453732121052172562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : I'm so confuse now. But I have to make a quick decision before I break his heart. Be wise Wawa. Be wise..&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/1915979843740220031-2790013069580261707?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/2790013069580261707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=2790013069580261707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2790013069580261707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2790013069580261707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-infinity-and-beyond.html' title='To infinity and beyond'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S6-Mn2JAicI/AAAAAAAAAbM/WDujw_KKu_4/s72-c/wawa+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-2630443468455682410</id><published>2010-03-19T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T12:03:51.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how do I live, without you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I hate myself for loving you too much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 31 moths going strong, he called it a quit. Im'm sorry that I've changed. maybe Im just growing up and start to realize bigger dreams and goals in life. You could have been the one who supports me from my back, not bringing me down telling me that I've changed. I'm sorry, I love you but I can't be in this relationship anymore. It hurts so bad. You'll always be my love. Always. You're my one and only first love :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-2630443468455682410?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/2630443468455682410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=2630443468455682410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2630443468455682410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2630443468455682410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-do-i-live-without-you.html' title='how do I live, without you?'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-3740917823725352685</id><published>2010-03-15T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:55:26.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a free bitch baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S585FLtkRAI/AAAAAAAAAa8/G8rmguL5L0E/s1600-h/14032010(020).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449136835347629058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S585FLtkRAI/AAAAAAAAAa8/G8rmguL5L0E/s320/14032010(020).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ehem ehem. konon konon gambar candid. padahal, "adik! ambik gambar akak konon2 tgh kusyuk baca magazine.make sure i look thin ok?" anyhoos, its so syiok to be home! (dah lama tak guna ayat syiok ni)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm finally home. being a couch potato all over again. :DD this is what I call real resting day. with the tv on, tak tengok pun. lagu dekat laptop on, tak dengar pun. sebab nak type entri ni la. haha. barang bertakah takah lagi in my luggage, havent been touch.. yet. im still in my pjs now, with mask on my face. i love home! tidur pun selesa sebab ada my bestfriend, little miss aircond! comel kan? boleh manja manja, mengadu nasib dengan my meow meow. paling penting, boleh bersenam, merealisasikan impian nak body macam Kim K, dekat padang terbentang luas depan rumah ni! tapi selalunya hangat2 tahi ayam je semangat nak exercise ni. lepas 2 3 hari, terus malas. sebab rasa badan dah cukup kurus. padahal, 1 kg pun x turun lagi. ish, korang jangan nak gelak2. korang pun sama je kan? rasa rasa nak personal trainer la. *cough*macammampu*cough* oh well, i can be my own trainer rite? :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok, Awana Kijal sangat la best sebab the club floor rooms are to die for! and and the best thing is, ada bath tub in the middle of the room! how superdope is that?! daddy said, it's a room for newlyweds, coz it's so sexy! daddy sangat comel bila dia semangat nak keropok lekor fresh from terengganu. Mak apa lagi, beli lah kerang2 yang sangat mahal harganya. and I bought myself a dried seahorse. sangatlah macam magical and fairytale gitu. sissy and lil bro were so happy I tought them to eat Sata. glad they love it. and thanks to Kuantan coz introduced me w Sata. It's like my new cheesecake! NOT! lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S584jPS9RGI/AAAAAAAAAa0/qTJIfy9bUww/s1600-h/15032010(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449136252194210914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S584jPS9RGI/AAAAAAAAAa0/qTJIfy9bUww/s320/15032010(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;At the lobby waiting for daddy and mummy to check out :D sempat mendiva uolss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3740917823725352685?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3740917823725352685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3740917823725352685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3740917823725352685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3740917823725352685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-free-bitch-baby.html' title='i&apos;m a free bitch baby'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S585FLtkRAI/AAAAAAAAAa8/G8rmguL5L0E/s72-c/14032010(020).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-3662105098160368781</id><published>2010-03-08T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T15:25:26.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I get high with BotFly</title><content type='html'>I may be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trypophobic &lt;/span&gt;but I'm really liking and loving extracting thing or anything out from the body! Like seriously, my hobby is always picit-ing jerawat people. Shahrul will be my mangsa of keadaan coz I will always picit his jerawat, my dad's and my brothers'. yes, it may be EWWWY and disgucting and yucky for some people but I LALALALAOVEEEE this video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it a watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="384" height="241"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/knQGq5V_cUs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/knQGq5V_cUs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="384" height="241" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huishh. macam klimaks kan bila botfly tu dah keluar from the body?! gerammmmm sgt! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: this is what happened if you're under final exam stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3662105098160368781?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3662105098160368781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3662105098160368781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3662105098160368781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3662105098160368781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-get-high-with-botfly.html' title='I get high with BotFly'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-3363516448815934894</id><published>2010-03-05T02:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T02:34:03.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy mode</title><content type='html'>finals is in 3 days. so that explain my long delay of post. will update as soon as i get home for my 3 months break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3363516448815934894?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3363516448815934894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3363516448815934894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3363516448815934894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3363516448815934894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/03/busy-mode.html' title='busy mode'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-1132729868129890495</id><published>2010-02-24T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T12:47:38.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*cough cough cough+running nose+sneezing*</title><content type='html'>for the sake of new post, sebab lama sangat tak update, saya akan update bende bodoh. sila tinggalkan blog ini jika masa anda seperti setongkol emas. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, since im soo busy with assignments and tests because my 2nd sem is coming to an end, I have soo much to write but soo little time! gosh, macam can't believe that my 2nd sem is coming to an end! time flies soo fast heh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, let me tell you about National Novice Debate Championship, hummm.. kalah? haha. but it's okay, I gained lots of experience and met bunch of new people from different universities. It's all about expanding your connections after all. oh ya.. I still can't get this incident off my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Situation 1: in the lift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Arab guy:&lt;/span&gt; *looked at me from head to toes, and smiled* Where are you from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; *smiled back and said* I'm from  UiTM Kuantan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Arab guy&lt;/span&gt;: ARE YOU MALAYSIAN? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; -____________________-" &lt;/b&gt;*pause. crickets singing* (FYI, everyone in the lift were               quiet too. maybe they are anxious to know too?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          Oh yes, I'm Malaysian..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Arab guy:&lt;/span&gt; *muka konpius uolls* Oh, okay. *smiled at me and looked at me confusedly again.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;!#@^&amp;amp;(!&amp;amp;%%$@^()!^%@#$!^*!(!*&amp;amp;&amp;amp;^%%$^&amp;amp;*@%#!&amp;amp;**&amp;amp;(!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm Malaysian you moron! Kau ingat aku dari Afrika ke? Damn you. Haaa, fikir positif wawa. Mesti dia ingat aku dari Brazil kan? kulit tanned, rambut perang, mata hazel. Pffft. Statement tu mintak penumbak tak? mintak sangat kan? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Situation 2: in the car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I told Shahrul about the incident of the Arab guy in the lift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I said, "I'm a Malay ok?!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;then he replied, "no,you're not. you're mum is Indian and your dad is Javanese." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Javanese IS Malay"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"NO..... it's not. Practically, you're not a Malay"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I am. I am. I am! and I do look like I'm Malaysian! What's wrong with that guy?!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"there's nothing wrong with him, he's just confused. You have your contact lens on, rambut karat. memang la konpius"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"oh....................................................................................................." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lepasni, nak kaler rambut itam balik la. hehe. contact lens tak boleh nak buat apa sebab saya rabun, power 300. TAKNAK PAKAI CERMIN MATA! jatuh saham mak. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Special thanks to my angels, Shahrul and Nina for coming to watched me debate. They were very impressed! happynye! :) I love you my angels :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;       &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-1132729868129890495?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/1132729868129890495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=1132729868129890495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1132729868129890495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1132729868129890495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/02/cough-cough-coughrunning-nosesneezing.html' title='*cough cough cough+running nose+sneezing*'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-5500113460144441432</id><published>2010-02-16T03:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T03:46:33.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>through the galaxies and beyond</title><content type='html'>ok, my body can't stop shivering and shuddering kegeliiiiiiiiannnnnn sangat coz I just read &lt;a href="http://syazminzulkiffli.blogspot.com/"&gt;Syazmin's&lt;/a&gt; blog about her fear. I think I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;trypophobia &lt;/span&gt;too. Which is the fear of holes. Like ewww sgt! sumpah can't stop thinking about it. and i feel like ada berzillion zillion semut tengah creeping on my body! Stop thinking about it wawa! Ok, say the meditation words to calm yourself down.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gucci, Prada, Channel.&lt;/span&gt;.(repeat 3 times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sebenarnya nak berceloteh pasal cuti 4 hari ni sempena Hari Raya Cina.. Btw,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai!&lt;/span&gt; Ape yang telah dilakukan semasa cuti? lets look here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hari Khamis, ambik bas from Kuantan to KL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jumaat malam : sampai rumah,terus tidur. Btw,sempat dating dengan kekasih tengok cerita romantik&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sabtu pagi sangat : Terus bertolak pergi balik JB.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ahad : lepas pergi wedding, masuk Singapura jumpa saudara mara&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Isnin : Dah keluar Singapura, pergi rumah Dina kat mana entah buat test psychology sama sama. Thanks for the help sayang! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Selasa at 2am : baru sampai rumah. Esok pagi plan nak breakfast with Love and Nina. I miss you soo much Ninnsy! :D Lepastu, at 4pm, balik Kuantan balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lepastu lagi, Khamis malam nanti, pergi balik Shah Alam balik for Novice Cup Debate Competition.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Hey, tengok la plan kat atas tu. macam drebar bus dah aku ni. i'm gonna be soo super exhausted! I spent more hours in the car/bus than outside, minggling around w my friends.. Takpelah, at least dapat jumpa makcik2 and pakcik2, atuk2 and nenek2, sepupu sepapat. They all have changed a lot! the best thing is, they love to tell us stories about 30-ish years ago. It's so sweet! They also remembered everything that I used to do when I was a kid! awww, they are my angels! ok dah,jiwang pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, ayat yang selalu dapat bila jumpa sedara mara... beware! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(jangan termuntah taw! tapi ni cerita betul, bukan nak perasan hot macam ada sorang kawan saya kat kampus ni)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"eh eh, macam ARTIS la!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mak ape lagi uolls? tersipu sipu malu lah! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw kawan kawan, adik Abai dah ada girlfriend! He bought her a box of chocolates! APA SEMUA NI?! KENAPA BESAR CEPAT SANGAT!?! macam terkesima la kejap kan. oh well, dah besar dah. NOT! Baru 13 kot. when I was his age, I was a flat-chested, nerd prefect with a low ponytail who cried everyday if my sister doesn't want to eat together with me during recess time. pathetic, much? And I have my first real boyfriend when I was 15! when I was 13 I still dressed up like Lizzie Mcguire! :( Kids these days, they grow up just a little too fast, eh?&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/1915979843740220031-5500113460144441432?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/5500113460144441432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=5500113460144441432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/5500113460144441432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/5500113460144441432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/02/through-galaxies-and-beyond.html' title='through the galaxies and beyond'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-3308851844643046221</id><published>2010-02-13T04:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T04:53:12.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apa itu cinta?</title><content type='html'>I don't know lah. selalu sangat orang tanya this question to me lagi lagi ValenTIMES (seperti orang Melayu kita suka sebut) Day dah nak sampai ni. hummm, apa saya nak jawab eh? macam macam. like....... errrrr........... errrr.............. errrrrrr.............. &lt;em&gt;*zZzZZZzzzzzzzzZZZzz tertido*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangun wawa! Bangun semula!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,dah bangun. humm,get back to the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What is &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt; Well for me,&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is Allah, Nabi Muhammad S.A.W, my greatest family, friends, *cough* SHAHRUL *cough* &lt;----- jiwang sial. and last but not least teachers, dari yang mengajar saya kat sekolah rendah sampai universiti (fyi, I didn't went to pre-school. Boo-hoo. NOT) ke ustazah yang mengajar mengaji, guru ajar menari dan sebagainya.  oh oh, to my beautiful pets. I love you too babies. Jangan fikir anda dipulaukan dari hati saya ye. Tidak sama sekali. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Moving on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is about acceptance, not toleration. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is divine, not a myth. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is eternity, not forever. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is pure, not true. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is faith, not coincidence. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is to be cherish, not appreciated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cinta&lt;/span&gt; itu memang buta. sebab org lain tak nampak apa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;g kita nampak dekat orang yang kita sayang tu. walaupun kekasih kita tak sekacak Superman, tapi bagi kita dia lah manusia paling kacak kat dunia ni. Like what my mum always said to me, &lt;em&gt;''When you love someone Wawa, taik gigi pun rasa coklat'&lt;/em&gt; ewwww? But I guess mummy got a point there. When we're in love, everything seems so right in this world. When we are loved, we feel blessed. When we give back the love, we feel so satisfied. Innit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So, I think Love is just a nature of beings. Be it Love to a cat, love to yourself (VAIN!), love to your god, love to your bikes cars or music. Just anything. Love is just there. Love is like a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heartbeat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. You just can't live without it, can't you? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Did I answered the question well? Dapat 100 markah tak? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3308851844643046221?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3308851844643046221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3308851844643046221' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3308851844643046221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3308851844643046221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/02/apa-itu-cinta.html' title='apa itu cinta?'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-6264559317327638234</id><published>2010-02-06T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T15:15:18.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live like we're dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You never knew good things till its gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We gotta tell them that we love them when we got the chance to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are studying, we are dying to finish college. when we are already working, we are dying to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;retire. when we already retired, we are dying to work again. And lastly, we are really dying to die. And it got me thinking, when do we live like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;really&lt;/span&gt; living? Have you ever think of that? We gotta stop this 'dying syndrome' and start living like there's no tomorrow. Kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I have new principles too! :D here we go! these are my mantra when people try to get me down by calling me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DARK&lt;/span&gt; or apa apa sahaja... you guys can use this mantra too. I share good things to others coz I'm such an angel ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone say bad things to you, or tegur tegur keadaan fizikal anda macam lah dia tu cun nak mamps kan? You just smile at them and then breathe in.. breathe out.. Look away and say these with a smile on your face and eyes closed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;" I am beautiful, no matter what they say. Words won't bring me down.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, suddenly things will get back to places. There's no one can bring me down anymore and you too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-6264559317327638234?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/6264559317327638234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=6264559317327638234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6264559317327638234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6264559317327638234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/02/live-like-were-dying.html' title='Live like we&apos;re dying'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-8874312636952220067</id><published>2010-01-30T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T16:13:24.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eeeeee.. kenapa dah berisi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wawa.. tembamnya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Badan kau dah naik kan, Wawa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bulatnya Wawa sekarang! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kenapa dah berisi sangat? serious dah berisi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wawa dah nampak lain sikit lah. Macam dah tembam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dah gemuk sikit lah&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kritikan seperti ini saya selalu dapat and it will ruined my mood for the whole day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Ampun! Tolong lah people. Let me be! I was a dancer before, once I left my dancing background, all of this weight come creeping in my life. I love to eat. I,m an eater. Yes, I lalalalalove food. and I'm a compulsive eater. I eat when I'm happy, I eat when I'm sad, I eat when I'm bored. Senang cerita, I eat all the time.. dan, sekarang saya dah tak exercise lagi. Sebab tu lah badan senang sangat naik. Kau faham tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan tanya lagi atau tegur macam macam lagi boleh tak? If korang &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;puuurrrfect&lt;/span&gt; seperti Megan Fox, aku boleh terima lah jugak. It's not that I can't handle criticism, it is just that when it came out from people like you, and it's not a kritikan membina pun, that's why lah I hate it soo much and it bothered me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-8874312636952220067?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/8874312636952220067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=8874312636952220067' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8874312636952220067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8874312636952220067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-me-be.html' title='Let me be'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-2265707147837331467</id><published>2010-01-22T00:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T10:48:48.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sami Yusuf - Asma Allah</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dhwdEtO5fJE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dhwdEtO5fJE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This video is by far, the most beautiful video I have encountered after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Raihan's&lt;/span&gt;. He is brilliant! I mean like, it gave me goosebumps and my eyes were teary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Despite the feud that we are having now about the usage of the term &lt;i&gt;ALLAH&lt;/i&gt;, this video simply tells us something. That it doesn't matter who you are, all that matters is, how you interpret the meaning of Allah. Your belief, your faith to the Almighty Allah s.w.t. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, stop fighting and burning down holy places. Let us all stand strong with our own beliefs and religion. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;InsyaAllah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hidup&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lebih&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;berkat&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sejahtera&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Betul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-2265707147837331467?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/2265707147837331467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=2265707147837331467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2265707147837331467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2265707147837331467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/01/sami-yusuf-asma-allah.html' title='Sami Yusuf - Asma Allah'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-4940502074149515245</id><published>2010-01-22T00:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T00:48:49.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes Shoes Shoes for sale! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S1iDsR8jWcI/AAAAAAAAAaI/urDpa2dSSqs/s1600-h/21012010326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S1iDsR8jWcI/AAAAAAAAAaI/urDpa2dSSqs/s320/21012010326.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429234147549993410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S1iDFBzIQWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ksseihHsR64/s1600-h/21012010322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S1iDFBzIQWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ksseihHsR64/s320/21012010322.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429233473200603490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S1iB4fSGksI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Ebb_Mq1_eiU/s1600-h/21012010321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S1iB4fSGksI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Ebb_Mq1_eiU/s320/21012010321.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429232158265217730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sexy shoes can be for you ladies out there with size 8 - 9. or for the boys, this is perfect for your girl :D &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(geli dengan ayat promotion sendiri) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoooos, this shoes has been worn only once and still in a very really good condition. Seriously, no kidding maam. Plus, it's from &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Shoes Shoes Shoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Nuff said..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The price? really super cheap! RM50 je and since I'm such an angel, it's negotiable! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-4940502074149515245?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/4940502074149515245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=4940502074149515245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4940502074149515245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4940502074149515245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/01/shoes-shoes-shoes-for-sale-d.html' title='Shoes Shoes Shoes for sale! :D'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S1iDsR8jWcI/AAAAAAAAAaI/urDpa2dSSqs/s72-c/21012010326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-3158431716733286069</id><published>2010-01-20T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T19:15:57.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips menjadi The Queen Bee ala Blair Waldorf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2348/2289770285_d4688e2211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2348/2289770285_d4688e2211.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blair Waldorf yang bergaya dan kacak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;- sila skip introduction yang panjang meleleh ni jika anda sudah tidak sabar untuk menjadi seperti Blair. TQ. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walaupun saya ni bukanlah kipas susah mati (die hard fan) Gossip Girl,xoxo,I know you love me stuffs, tapi saya saya cukup kenal watak utamanya, Blair Waldorf or B. thanks to my boyfriends &lt;a href="httphttp://www.theultimate-bitch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Zee&lt;/a&gt; and Qayyum. Mark this : boyfriends yer, bukan girlfriends. Tak larat kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok,moving on. Saya nak ajar anda anda di luar sana bagaimana nak jadi Queen Bee atau dalam bahasa jiwa bangsa, ibu keladi. semua orang mengelilingi anda,adores you,cherish you, hates you but dying to be you and to be the center of attraction. Eventhough I'm not as cool as B but boleh tahan lah jugak.. *vain vain* Ye la,mana tak jadi center of attraction kan? Orang mesti konpius tengok wanita Melayu yang racially confused with sweet black (hitam manis)  skin, rambut brown (sebenarnya karat,tapi taknak mengaku) with grey eyes, yada yada yada....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesti semua dah berdebar sebab tak sabar nak tips bernas ni kan? Okay girls (and boys?) grab your pen and paper (or copy and paste atau print screen je, etc!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tips #1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pakai statement headband atau nama melayunya, CEKAK.  A statement headband with a ribbon will do. The bigger and brighter the ribbon is better ye adik adik. Bukan itu sahaja, headband with bulu burung pun cun. Saya recommend bulu burung gagak. Gothic gitu kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/beaded-headband-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 405px;" src="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/beaded-headband-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Tips #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pakai bright coloured lencu (read: gincu) Electric pink, shocking green or sunny yellow. Comel je&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Tips #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You must polish your nails all the time! Your nails have to be short and painted. If tak mampu beli nail polish, then grab your highlighter in your pencil case pun boleh. pakai colour magic anak jiran sebelah pun boleh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Tips #4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pakai jaket. Walaupun Malaysia ni panas sampai mencecah 36 darjah celcius, but you know what they say kan? Pain is beauty! In this case, ketiak basah pun hentam lah, asalkan, Blair... say it with me people! Blair... Blair... Blair............   DAH! CUKUP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tips #5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentiasa lah melemparkan senyuman professional kepada semua orang yang ada jumpa. Sengih macam kerang busuk is a big NO NO boys and girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Tips #6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk like you are Tyra Banks! Tak kesah la if anda ni midget ke, tinggi 4 kaki je ke. Anda mesti konpiden! Walk the walk and talk the talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tips #7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pakai costume suit Bee disertakan dengan mahkota yang gah diatas kepala. Wahhh, baru lah Queen Bee yang sebenar!  Sumpah anda akan menjadi perhatian! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.unitedmask.com/Costumes/images/bee_costume.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 627px;" src="http://www.unitedmask.com/Costumes/images/bee_costume.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi..............................  Tak pasti la ada orang nak tegur anda atau berkawan dengan anda ke tak lepastu. Ala,takpelah. Asalkan jadi center of attraction yaw! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sampai disini sajalah yang dapat saya kongsikan kepada anda semua. Do leave a comment if anda ada tips yang lebih bernas! And kepada sesiapa yang dah try tips ni, bagi lah feedback. Thanks all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo. I know you love me..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;NOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3158431716733286069?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3158431716733286069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3158431716733286069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3158431716733286069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3158431716733286069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/01/tips-menjadi-queen-bee-ala-blair.html' title='Tips menjadi The Queen Bee ala Blair Waldorf'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2348/2289770285_d4688e2211_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-490345716071614718</id><published>2010-01-17T12:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:10:12.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The greatest people on Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S1KVz4lrm9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/wNcSRZPHs44/s1600-h/16012010%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427565219531168722" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S1KVz4lrm9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/wNcSRZPHs44/s320/16012010%28008%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S1KVmHf9cBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/M57dPcjRB-A/s1600-h/16012010%28013%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427564983015534610" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S1KVmHf9cBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/M57dPcjRB-A/s320/16012010%28013%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She's my Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S1KVYzZNWdI/AAAAAAAAAZg/b2I5HEg4lLY/s1600-h/16012010%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427564754280208850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S1KVYzZNWdI/AAAAAAAAAZg/b2I5HEg4lLY/s320/16012010%28006%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ni la my Superdad! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best sangat balik rumah minggu ni. I spent the whole weekend witm my family. Mak, Ayah, apa kata anda semua pindah Kuantan sat. Teman wawa sampai end of this year je.. then duduk la sini balik. hehe. NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-490345716071614718?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/490345716071614718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=490345716071614718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/490345716071614718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/490345716071614718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/01/greatest-parents-on-earth.html' title='The greatest people on Earth'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S1KVz4lrm9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/wNcSRZPHs44/s72-c/16012010%28008%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-4251739189939749204</id><published>2010-01-16T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T14:33:17.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look baby, the stars are smiling at us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ahhhhh&lt;/span&gt;! I'm so sad. Like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sad! My Persian cat, named Baby, delivered 4 babies a week ago. I was so excited, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;terus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beli&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tiket&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;balik&lt;/span&gt; KL from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kuantan&lt;/span&gt;. I arrived home yesterday's yesterday (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;faham&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;) and after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nyanyi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nyanyi&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;peluk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;peluk&lt;/span&gt; my mum (note: it's her birthday and this year, I gave her undivided love PLUS a cheesecake! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;yeay&lt;/span&gt; me), I ran to my big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bro's&lt;/span&gt; room, stared at the newborns for hours while sucking on my lollipop. Yea,I'm like that. I'm a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;sucka&lt;/span&gt; for little baby creatures. You name it, baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;anjing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;,baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;kucing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;,baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;manusia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;,baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ular&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;,baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;beruk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;, baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;singa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;, baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;babi&lt;/span&gt; pun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;sebab&lt;/span&gt; they are all just too cute. I'll stare at them for hours without even noticing it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;rasa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;macam&lt;/span&gt; angelic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;sangat&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;LMAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh,back to the story, my 4 baby cats,not anymore! It's now only 2 baby cats. The greys are gone. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Cedih&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;angat&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;---baby talk. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;ewww&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of the TV watching Hindi movie w Mummy and Daddy. Bliss. This is what I want. Feeling oh so comfortable staying indoors. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Duit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;keluar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;tenaga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;habis&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;kulit&lt;/span&gt; pun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;takkan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;bertambah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;gelap&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt;, I'm thinking about enrolling myself in music class. maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;masa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;sambung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;kat&lt;/span&gt; Shah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;Alam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;nanti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;kot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did something really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;setupit&lt;/span&gt; last 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;nites&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know what was I thinking! I have this enemy since I was 16. We used to be so close! Mandi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;sama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;sama&lt;/span&gt;, hit the parties and gigs together, shopping together, have sleepovers all the time. Then suddenly,a tragedy happened and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;quarrelled&lt;/span&gt; w each other. So, last 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;nites&lt;/span&gt;, I realize that it is so silly to  still not be friends w her only because of our feud 3 years ago. So, I added her in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; and sent her a personal message...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;Hye&lt;/span&gt; F, how are you? I know we had a rough time.I just wanna tell you that I have put aside the past and I really wanna start fresh with you. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;Coz&lt;/span&gt; I've grown up and I think it's silly for me to still have enemy. So, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; sorry bout what I said to you and for everything. And I forgive you too. Long time ago. :)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;Setupittt&lt;/span&gt;,not? I don't know why I did that. But Mummy and friends said that it's a very wise thing to do. till now,still no answer from her. Oh well, at least I have the balls to say sorry. It shows that how angelic (again!) I am, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-4251739189939749204?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/4251739189939749204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=4251739189939749204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4251739189939749204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4251739189939749204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/01/look-baby-stars-are-smiling-at-us.html' title='Look baby, the stars are smiling at us'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-697465096284160878</id><published>2010-01-13T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T12:14:28.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ini kisah benar</title><content type='html'>Sekarang ni,tengah demam. hingus meleleh. masa buat test tadi, hanya tuhan saja yang tahu betapa terseksanya hati ni menahan hingus yang nak melimpah ruah macam  air paip dekat toilet tu. masa time tidur tu, ya allah. i can't hardly breath coz I have asthma. I have to get up from bed at least 3 times to blow out my nose and drink something. Batuk tu macam rang tua yang dah hisap rokok selama beribu tahun. Kasihan kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah la duit limited, assignments are stacking up against the wall (cheh, ayat essay Form 5) need to be done ASAP. Nothing seems right these days and I feel like I'm dying slowly inside. I had a dream last 3 nights that i'm gonna die this year! Crazy shit! Ok,moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,only 1 thing that is right. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;got Band 5 for my MUET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yahuuuu. Nak menangis terharu dengan diri sendiri. Takde lah bodoh sangat kan? Oh well, I have completed my first checklist to pursuing my dream to continue Legal Studies. All I gotta do now is to increase my pointer to make sure my CGPA is above 3.5.  NAK SCHOLARSHIP MARAAAAAAAAAAA masa buat Degree nanti ..................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm going home for Mummy dearest birthday. she is turning 53 years young this year. What to get for her? macam tahun tahun yang lepas, aku hanya mampu meberikan kasih sayang yang tak berbelah bahagi je. This year,is gonna be different! I wanna give her a set of gold diamond necklace worth 3.6 million!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S A LIE! rm36 pun takde sekarang ni. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is playing The sims now. I wanna start too. Macam best je. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-697465096284160878?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/697465096284160878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=697465096284160878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/697465096284160878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/697465096284160878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/01/ini-kisah-benar.html' title='Ini kisah benar'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-2996006740226353798</id><published>2010-01-03T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:21:05.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a Dietician</title><content type='html'>Kalau korang perasan, I have deleted my chatbox! Yippekayeay! Peer pressure sebab most of my blogger friends don't have that to avoid any scammers. Yes, kitorg memang perasan kitorg punya blog HOT sgt samapai semua org nak baca and dengki. Ye, betul tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's your New Year people? Best tak? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-2996006740226353798?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/2996006740226353798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=2996006740226353798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2996006740226353798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2996006740226353798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-dietician.html' title='I want a Dietician'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7371526547578248869</id><published>2009-12-31T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:52:08.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye 2009 and Hello Hello 2010!</title><content type='html'>gawd! i still couldn't believe this. It's going to be 2010 in less than 12 hours from now. see, what is the highlight of 2009? urmm.. i don't know. i think every single thing that has happened in my life is the highlight!&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, 1 thing for sure. My sister is pregnant! Alhmdulillah. I'm gonna get a Pan-Asian niece/nephew (jantina masih dirahsiakan atas permintaan ibu bapanya) in 2010! insyaAllah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, just wanna say that I'm so thankful to Allah for giving me such wonderful rides of ups and downs in 2009.  I've learned a lot and sure I've grown stronger and wiser each year that has passed me by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets toast for yet another wonderful rides in 2010! Wishing all of you the best of the best next year :D can't wait to see what 2010 has for me! Braces? More money? MacBook? Ipod? a lifetime free shopping at Pavilion? nahhh, i just hope for good health, happiness and kasi rezeki tambah banyak banyaaaaaaakkkkkkk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7371526547578248869?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7371526547578248869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7371526547578248869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7371526547578248869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7371526547578248869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/12/bye-bye-2009-and-hello-hello-2010.html' title='Bye Bye 2009 and Hello Hello 2010!'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-3781480591736320491</id><published>2009-12-28T02:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T02:35:03.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have you ever feel this way?</title><content type='html'>korang pernah tak rase macam lonely sangat samapi tengok cite best pun takde nafsu dan perasaan. the feeling of &lt;em&gt;"i never thought that I could feel this...&lt;strong&gt;LONELY&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" tak kesah la berapa ramai kawan, frenemies, scandals or bf pun yang korang ade. it still feel so lonely? ada adik beradik 27 orang pun, rumah tu penuh macam tengah buat kenduri pun korang akan rasa macam, &lt;em&gt;"weyh! why i feel so &lt;strong&gt;EMPTY&lt;/strong&gt;?"  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you answered YES to most of the questions above, welcome to the club bitch! i feel that sometimes. especially during the PMS thing. I know, they say PMS is created by man to make us woman, look crazy and fragile. but i am very affected by my imbalance hormones during the times. i do feel like i'm such a loser with no one to talk to, nobody to lean on to. it hurts you know. it hurts to feel alone and so far away from people eventhough you are in the same room with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it hurts to see others to be and look really happy like they have no problems at all. and it gets even worse when people think that i'm all happy-go-lucky-giddy-and-fun all the time. they don't know what I feel inside. they don't know what i deal with every single day of my life. they think that my life is all fun and parties. not at all. im just like you. im boring and i'm a nerd. i read law books, i play poker on FB, i like Backstreet Boys and i love the colour &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PINK&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. so, stop thinking that i have no problems in my head at all. coz, I DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak kesah la apa orang fikir pasal diri ni lagi. dah penat keeping up with people's expectations. memenatkan,meletihkan,menjengkelkan. dah cukup semua lakonan, sembunyi belakang topeng. i want the world to know the real me. if they are true friends, they will love me for who i am. after all, it doesn't matter who you WERE. what matters is who you ARE. i know i'm being emosional and whatnot. blergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penat lah tulis panjang panjang. bye. nak menempekkan diri depan TV lagi.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Random fact #2 :  I'm obsessed with 80's and 90's songs.blame my sisters for this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3781480591736320491?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3781480591736320491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3781480591736320491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3781480591736320491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3781480591736320491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-you-ever-feel-this-way.html' title='have you ever feel this way?'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-4786983751694960431</id><published>2009-12-26T03:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T04:54:54.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this would be a REAL update............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel like deleting this blog coz I think, (I know actually) nobody reads it anymore. It's obvious goddammnit! (sila rujuk ke chatbox,takde orang tulis pun. boo) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;iklan&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IKLAN &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Happy Belated 18th Birthday my soulmate slash sister from a different mother and father, Nina Azrah Razali :) you are going to get your not-so-cool-but-meaningful-and-super-cute present this week. I selalu bagi present you lambat kan? I'm sorry doll! but i know you had a blast on your birthday kan?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;i love you. and i know you love me too :')&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;been spending lots of money on bende yang tak perlu these days. i think my budget reached to about RM150++ per week. i repeat, per week. that is 7 days. i mean like, hello Wawa! wake up! your parents do not own a kilang cop duit ok? i need to be more careful with my money. and and start washing my own clothes maybe? no more dobby for me baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;#1 Azam 2010 : berjimat-cermat. jangan berbelanja ikut nafsu.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haih. i really thought that second semester would be way easier than the first. coz rumour has it. blame the seniors for giving me fake hopes that i'm gonna score better pointer this semester. boo-hoo :( everything is so messed up lately. my notes are scattered everywhere. from this notebook to a different test pad. Gosh! where is the SPM geek Wawa?the one who is very tidy and well organised. with coloured Post-Its (bende kuning lekat2 tu), different files for each subject, a To Do lists in a small notebook to a self reminder in my handphone kuno. and the one who reads at least 2 story books in a month! oh man. i feel so ordinary :( i want the Geek me back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;#2 Azam 2010 : BE A FRIGGING GEEK AND MORE ORGANISE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;#3 Azam 2010 : Buy more story books and read more, tengok berita TV3 and CNN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;#4 Azam 2010 : Get a slim figure. 45Kg is my personal goal! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;from now on,i'm gonna make my blog more about me. no,i'm not being vain here. i just wanna feel like &lt;em&gt;"okay,this is my blog so I can write anything that i want".&lt;/em&gt; so, the first thing that i need to do to feel like "&lt;em&gt;okay,this is my blog so I can write anything that i want"&lt;/em&gt; is to write random fact(s) about me at least one, everytime i write an entry. cool shit, huh? No? well, whatever, nevermind.as long as I'm happieee :D ngeheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact #1 : I like to eat melted ice-cream. if it's not melted, I will hancurkan that ice-cream till it's melted :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&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/1915979843740220031-4786983751694960431?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/4786983751694960431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=4786983751694960431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4786983751694960431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4786983751694960431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-would-be-real-update.html' title='this would be a REAL update............'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-6432897515912544314</id><published>2009-12-08T15:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:25:55.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm finally legal people</title><content type='html'>sorry for the long delay of updates. been busy with parties organised by friends, debate practices, going back and forth from Kuantan to KL and the other way around. my ever stocking assignments. gosh. i never thought that university life would be like this. it's so tiring yet so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,back to square one. as you all know, i turned (finally) 18 on the 6th of Dec 2009. and this year's birthday is hands down the best one. seriously. i'm surrounded with love and attention! (vain) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is gonna be a very simple update coz i'm going to Melaka in an hour for Debate Competition. Vice Chancelor Cup. Yeehaw! wish me luck ok?  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,moving on. my birthday weekend starts at PD. first time main Banana Boat with Love and friends. had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;then,went to Genting with friends again and dance all nite long till my feet hurts! but best gile ok? :D after that,had dinner with Nina,Love and our baby Shisha. bliss.&lt;br /&gt;then,sampai je Kuantan. they made a surprise birthday party with scrumptious cake. i love you Farim, Sara, Alia, Nad, Balqis, Umie and my lovely housemates! i love you so much like so very the much! (oversz aku ni)&lt;br /&gt;I feel so loved and so special. like really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to me. i miss my family! im homesick. nak bali peluk ayah, mak and adik beradik. dah la my baby brother kene demam campak. boo-hoo. i wanna be home! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sx4KJ_m0wxI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/neYFuZVdTlI/s1600-h/DSC00667.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/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sx4KJ_m0wxI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/neYFuZVdTlI/s320/DSC00667.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412774968955290386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sx4JTmrHl9I/AAAAAAAAAZI/-JbLMqjWjWo/s1600-h/07122009%28008%29.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/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sx4JTmrHl9I/AAAAAAAAAZI/-JbLMqjWjWo/s320/07122009%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412774034549479378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;loves, hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2efdb48e5661067f" 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://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2efdb48e5661067f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099186%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59B604C7276484A2A4D8AD4C65C25758DB51D1FD.195EADC2B896BFD027C513CF231A9B8D359D73D1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2efdb48e5661067f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCBIUFBG2tYSrhWO9MBegd8YNkg0&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://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2efdb48e5661067f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099186%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59B604C7276484A2A4D8AD4C65C25758DB51D1FD.195EADC2B896BFD027C513CF231A9B8D359D73D1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2efdb48e5661067f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCBIUFBG2tYSrhWO9MBegd8YNkg0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super cute, they made me a birthday wish. and my baby Nina too! &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?ref=profile&amp;amp;id=1054522625#/video/video.php?v=1214306590041&amp;amp;subj=1054522625"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-6432897515912544314?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/6432897515912544314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=6432897515912544314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6432897515912544314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6432897515912544314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-finally-legal-people.html' title='I&apos;m finally legal people'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sx4KJ_m0wxI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/neYFuZVdTlI/s72-c/DSC00667.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-737116869393249584</id><published>2009-11-28T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:17:46.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you guys ever been in the stage of searching for your identity? mestilah pernah kan? like duhh. tetibe pulak teringat zaman when i was 13 years old till 15 kot. damn i was so stupid! i was trying to find my identity,the one that will suit me the best. i was a hip hop girl, a very ayu girl (pernah pakai tudung kejap. LOL) and the worst was i jadi punk rock girl. damn. i wore thick eye liner, black pants with black shirt, really long black hair with super thick bangs. i looked gross! like literally i wore black on black on black. geeessh. what a fashion victim i was. lame,yes i know. tiba tiba rasa hampa dengan diri sendiri bila fikir balik pasal ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god i found my identity now. not that i have really found out what i am or who i wanna be but i actually feel comfortable,really at peace with my own self. i think im at the best stage of my life right now. i'm living my life to the fullest now, i am thankful for every single thing that i have in my life now. alhamdulillah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,im happy that i'm not like the others who talk trash about other people just to make them happier or maybe feel empowered? gosh. what the hell is going on with this world? they think they are cool by bringing others down. hey you,whatever!&lt;br /&gt;oh damn,i miss Kuantan. weird, huh? yes,indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-737116869393249584?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/737116869393249584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=737116869393249584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/737116869393249584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/737116869393249584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/11/have-you-guys-ever-been-in-stage-of.html' title=''/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-6497883130329498463</id><published>2009-11-25T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T19:27:05.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is what i do when im at home</title><content type='html'>seriously, don't get me wrong. i love kids... NOT. haha. but it doesn't mean that i hate them. i like kids! but my likeness to them lasts in a short period of time. i can layan them, jadi aunty terbaikk dari ladang just for few minutes then, i get rimas. bad? tak lah. mana ada. i sayang my little creatures ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1e2f941bc682118b" 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://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1e2f941bc682118b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099186%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42AC3FD9944388772109B0CA80C74BB072A17C51.16300E798C062681CAC50143D24EFFFEC25C7621%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1e2f941bc682118b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzTbzEE3P2yOhtVa0JiBG60COdoQ&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://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1e2f941bc682118b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099186%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D42AC3FD9944388772109B0CA80C74BB072A17C51.16300E798C062681CAC50143D24EFFFEC25C7621%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1e2f941bc682118b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzTbzEE3P2yOhtVa0JiBG60COdoQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini hanyalah gurauan semata mata. tiada baby yang dicederakan semasa rakaman ini dilakukan. LAME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-6497883130329498463?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/6497883130329498463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=6497883130329498463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6497883130329498463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6497883130329498463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-what-i-do-when-im-at-home.html' title='this is what i do when im at home'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-481981299614423244</id><published>2009-11-19T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:22:34.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part of the list</title><content type='html'>kadang kadang rasa benci kene pijak dengan orang yg kite trust, yg kite fikir diorang tu lah kawan sehidup semati. bila die dah ade kawan lain, die lupakan kite. kite pun dah ade kawan baru,ramai pulak tu. kite tak lupa kawan pun kan? sigh. this is what we call kejutan budaya atau pun, culture shock ye kawan kawan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Siapa yang pregnant sekarang? cakap orang" - kata nina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me realize that, i shouldn't even be bothered by whatever that fugly slut said about me to others just to put me down. baby please, jealousy is the best form of compliment from a girl kot. ok dah, jangan pikir lagi pun pasal ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i can get bored easily. im starting to feel bored now with, you know who. sedih kan? i love him so much, taknak bosannn :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-481981299614423244?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/481981299614423244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=481981299614423244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/481981299614423244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/481981299614423244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/11/part-of-list.html' title='part of the list'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-4189837464020148683</id><published>2009-11-13T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:11:12.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah syukur nikmat, Malaysia maju rakyat selamat</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah, yeay me! I'm so happy with my final results but not my brother. :O apparently, he said that 3.47 is not good enough. *jaw dropped to the ground* what the what? terus jadi tak happy after talking to him. but he still congratulated me. i love you coz you are giving me 100 bucks tomorrow :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-4189837464020148683?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/4189837464020148683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=4189837464020148683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4189837464020148683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4189837464020148683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/11/alhamdulillah-syukur-nikmat-malaysia.html' title='Alhamdulillah syukur nikmat, Malaysia maju rakyat selamat'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7527967769197757908</id><published>2009-11-11T15:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T19:23:43.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is really creepy</title><content type='html'>omg! i was browsing through youtube and guess what i found? they are at least hundreds of videos showing of the satan behaviour of popular hollywood celebrities from two personalities Beyonce, the changed Rihanna and faggot Jonas Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these videos claim that these popular people sold their soul to the devils to become what they are today. the most wanted people in the world, very in demand and super ridiculously rich. but in return, they have to selit kan Satan messages in their songs and dance moves? i don't know if i wanna believe this or not. but it makes sense, a little bit. Allahualam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQZMU8FZ9BU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQZMU8FZ9BU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's up to your judgement to believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S :Yeay me! i dah tahu how to post a video in my blog. thank you nina :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7527967769197757908?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7527967769197757908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7527967769197757908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7527967769197757908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7527967769197757908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-really-creepy.html' title='this is really creepy'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7827858184084453087</id><published>2009-11-11T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T15:07:03.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imposters, copycat-ers and get a life bitch</title><content type='html'>sumpah tak suka org tiru concept my blog entry and get attention for that. like hello, i think i post bout that particular thing before you, then few days after that you post about the same particular thing too. like what the Prada? benci sangattttt! and one more thing i hate it when people repeat my Twitter status. i know laa my status updates are cool but tak payah la nak tiru. benci. get a life, and get your own identity, will ya?&lt;br /&gt;ergghhh, why am i full of hatred ni? maybe because im going to&amp;nbsp;get my period?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my life now but i think i wanna do more than just studying law? i wanna do something beyond expectations. maybe become a professional boxer? part-time dancer or even have my own band? yes, i believe there's more for me in my life rather than just sitting in my room, reading Law books. i know i can do better than just be a boring student.i need a jump start to pursue my dreams...ok dah, cukup berangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face tiba-tiba je naik jerawat. like banyak gila. it's not visible but you can feel it when you touch my face. i'm so sad! :( maybe i've been going out like 5 days straight. my face needs rest from those make-ups and dirty air. ok Face, you can rest now. i love you, please stop generating new pimples. thank u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm wondering why people always treat me like im their effing punching bag. do i look like one? whenever he is a stress and mad with something he'll let it&amp;nbsp;all out&amp;nbsp;on me. i mean, if you're looking for advice, im more than happy to provide you with some wise and deep advices. but, its different when you let it out wrongly. you are mad at me eventhough it's not my fault. baby,im your girlfriend, not your punching bag. still, i love you :( i hope i can be more than just an advisor to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like going out for shopping and shisha sampai mampos.bestnya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7827858184084453087?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7827858184084453087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7827858184084453087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7827858184084453087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7827858184084453087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/11/imposters-copycat-ers-and-get-life.html' title='imposters, copycat-ers and get a life bitch'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7106784961117597956</id><published>2009-11-06T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T01:02:41.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ai don get yu</title><content type='html'>yes, i don't get you. dalam facebook kita macam bestfriend tapi bila jumpa in person, tak tegur pun. do you know how funny is that? ok, that is just so plain weird! ok dah. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7106784961117597956?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7106784961117597956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7106784961117597956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7106784961117597956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7106784961117597956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/11/ai-don-get-yu.html' title='ai don get yu'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-705782196379324409</id><published>2009-11-03T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T00:56:14.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear Siti, I love you</title><content type='html'>ok, as we all know the infamous shining latex pants. kalau pakai,memang sexy! ala cat woman. yes, i'm talking about this in trend pants, every girl must haves. but not for the curvy girls like me coz nanti nampak macam kaki lembu dalam plastik beg hitam. geddit gediiiiiit? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Su8G2gMXWUI/AAAAAAAAAY8/y3oV0lq7dCg/s1600-h/latex.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Su8G2gMXWUI/AAAAAAAAAY8/y3oV0lq7dCg/s320/latex.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ok dah. moving on... when i was karaoke-ing with my girls just now. macam biasa,akan ku nyanyikan lagu lagu my all time favourite malaysian singer, Siti Nurhaliza. Yes, I love her. terkezut? kampung? no no.. she's one of a kind. moving on lagi sekali.. i was singing along with her song "bicara manis menghiris kalbu" yes, the title mmg menggelikan, but it's a good song! so, mestilah&amp;nbsp; ada her&amp;nbsp;video clip, suddenly masa tengah best menyanyi, i saw her wearing shining latex pants! except that it is not skinny. but what the heck? she wore that pants and rocked it long before we&amp;nbsp;do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need proof? &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LbsAzcj8CH0"&gt;watch this&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;OMG kan? haha. that video was like maybe 8 years ago? but she already rocked that shiny latex pants. damn her stylist got taste! rupanya, kak siti kita stylo macam Kim Kardashian. Muahahahaha. ok, nak post a video actually, tapi tak reti! so i just&amp;nbsp;put the link to the video.&amp;nbsp;macam kurang umphhh!&amp;nbsp;boo-hoo-hoo :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak story sikit. i don't know why but i got the feeling to blog back. yeay me! &lt;br /&gt;what i've been doing these past few weeks? i filled the oh-so-boring-sem break with lots of fun things. i really enjoy this break so far. i don't want it to end. please! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;read tons of books. even dah baca banyak kali pun i still&amp;nbsp;read it again and again. my fave: The Colour Purple. good one. you guys should read it &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;keluar every single day (ok, tipu. tapi every other day) with Shahrul love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make up those gap between Nina and I. and i'm very happy that we went out all the time! iloveyoubaby!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Karaoke like 4 times already?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went to Speedzone party @ Genting and The All American Rejects concert @ bukit jalil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oh yes,&amp;nbsp;did some mother-daughter-sisters bonding time at the kitchen. we baked cakes and cupcakes sampai orang muak with our cakes! LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;did volunteer work at SPCA and adopted a small little kitty. my little Gabbana to go with my little Dolce. Aren't you in love with me already? haha. vain arse!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;teman daddy watched his actions movies till late at nite. daddy's little girl I am.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and i gained myself&amp;nbsp; a little bundle of tummy weighed about 2 kgs. FUCK! need. to. get. in. the. dancing. shoes.back. my ex-teacher would kill me if he sees me right now with my extra baggage(if you know what i mean)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;awh, i really don't wanna go back to Kuantan! NO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-705782196379324409?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/705782196379324409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=705782196379324409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/705782196379324409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/705782196379324409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-siti-i-love-you.html' title='dear Siti, I love you'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Su8G2gMXWUI/AAAAAAAAAY8/y3oV0lq7dCg/s72-c/latex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-8525624432375780402</id><published>2009-10-27T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:01:52.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking up one morning feeling like P.Diddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;there are many types of person in the karaoke room. from my observations throughout my 3 years of experience singing my heart out in it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) mike tu dia punya sorang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,mesti semua familiar dengan kategori ini. lepas die nyanyi, die. lepas die, die. adoi, give it a break. tahulah suara sedap, tapi give others yang bayar jugak nak menyanyi. kan? if nak menyanyi sorang, sewa satu bilik sorang2. tapi tak best la plak kan? takde siapa nak show off to. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)parasite singer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one really annoys me. taknak pilih lagu, tapi bila orang lain pilih lagu untuk nyanyi sorang2 nak&amp;nbsp;budget suara best, dia ambik another mike and tompang nyanyi coz he/she said it's her/his favourite song too. isn't it just plain annoying? don't rain on other man's parade yo (bak kata amirul)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) singing coach yang tak diundang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! this is even more annoying! he/she will criticize evrybody else's singing dengan muka yang amatlah MACAM bagus! eventhough suara orang tu sedap macam siti nurhaliza pun.&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;best&amp;nbsp;part is, her/his voice tak sedap langsung, sedap lagi suara aku. -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) the nun&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;this one will not bring any harm coz he/she will only sit at one corner and watch others sing,they will not even touch the mike! biasanye yang selalu berperwatakan macam ni would be either your friend's new gf/bf, new scandal or new friend. or he/she memang seorang yang pemalu atau warak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) lovebirds&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;heh. this type of people will duet 90% of the time they spent in the karaoke room. mak aii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sub887IBxVI/AAAAAAAAAY0/nMqVs4-YwyQ/s1600-h/karok+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sub887IBxVI/AAAAAAAAAY0/nMqVs4-YwyQ/s320/karok+2.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sweet kan? no? okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) the diva/ divo in the making&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really cool. coz they really have a great voice yet they are very grounded and sometimes ada yang bangga diri gila. tapi takpe. they deserve it. suara power kot, apa salahnye. and they know which songs are the best. they are just great entertainer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) si rempit sejati di hati&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i have tons of friends yang bergaya sangat2, cun2, kalah kate moss and aril AF. but as they&amp;nbsp;grab the mike and start singing, terimalah anda&amp;nbsp;lagu lagu seperti "rindu,rindu serindu rindunya...", "isabella", "sejati", dan yang sewaktu dengan nya. but its fun. i personally think its cool ;P coz&amp;nbsp; im one of them! LMAO.&amp;nbsp;cheh, perasan bergaya ala kate moss la&amp;nbsp;aku ni? not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: sesiapa yang teringin nak karaoke with&amp;nbsp;me, just&amp;nbsp;call me at 1300-88-KAROK HABIS!&amp;nbsp;ok, this is so lame. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-8525624432375780402?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/8525624432375780402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=8525624432375780402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8525624432375780402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8525624432375780402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/10/waking-up-one-morning-feeling-like.html' title='Waking up one morning feeling like P.Diddy'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sub887IBxVI/AAAAAAAAAY0/nMqVs4-YwyQ/s72-c/karok+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-5281949860573386729</id><published>2009-10-23T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:06:42.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a very special birthday wish for a very special person. i love you so much with all of my heart. happy birthday shahrul nizam mokhtar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(ayat birthday card memory lane)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh baby! hope you have the greatest birthday ever! memang best pun kan? ;P heheheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (gelak gatal) ok,jangan fikir bukan bukan people!! :D&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/1915979843740220031-5281949860573386729?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/5281949860573386729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=5281949860573386729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/5281949860573386729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/5281949860573386729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/10/mood-sangat-fed-up-dengan-orang-yang.html' title='happy birthday love'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-2898836835127749475</id><published>2009-10-22T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:38:45.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>they say</title><content type='html'>they say number 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"changes are good"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - well,truth to be told, not ALL changes are good. put it this way, if you had your hair long and black since you were like,8 years old, you may feel that you wanted to change. go bob short and orange! then, when you really do that, people will go, WOAH! lain lah muka, tak cantik la rambut pendek, rambut dulu lagi lawa, bla bla bla... then, when you lie down on your bed, berangan sorang2 dalam bilik then look at yourself in the mirror..voooom! it hits you, you feel regret for dying your hair and cutting it short. at least, that's what happened to me. a lil different coz i don't cut my hair bob short and dye it orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say number 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"be yourself is the best thing you can do"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - na'ah mister. this is not right. if your true self farts and burps dengan secara tak segan silu nya depan your friends and family,&amp;nbsp; if you are the type of person who laughs out loudly and 90% of your everyday vocabulary is cursing, tak kan lah you want to do it infront of your boyfriend's/girlfriend's parents? you have to cover, jadi hipokrit kejap so you can please people. standard hidup in a society lah. we have to please each other so we can live in peace and harmony. if taknak keep up with the pressure, go live on an island and get horny by yourself alone! haha. ok, over -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say number 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"everybody in the world is the same"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - watdefaq? ni memang tak lah. if semua orang sama, why do we have VIP tables or VVIP dressing room? enough said. malas nak cerita panjang2. from there, it is so obvious that everybody is not the same after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say number 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"money can't buy love or happiness"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - ok, i don't want&amp;nbsp;to sound all materialistic here but really? do you guys believe in that? not for me. i dont. without money, you can't go shopping and eat, and if you dont eat or have new clothes to wear, how can you &amp;nbsp;be happy and how can you doll up without new clothes? from there, how can you find man/woman to impress to be your love partner? so, how are you going to have love in your life and be happy? do you see the connection? i know you can :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ,enough of this they say thingy. i'm sick and tired of people pressuring me,telling me how chubby i am right now. i know i know! urghh. im on a diet now. happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-2898836835127749475?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/2898836835127749475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=2898836835127749475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2898836835127749475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2898836835127749475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/10/they-say.html' title='they say'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-4500306956756814753</id><published>2009-10-21T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T02:20:19.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like this is it</title><content type='html'>i am so down! i bought a new top to go to Beyonce's concert ok?and&amp;nbsp;it's cancelled. like, fuck gila. thank god tak beli the tiket lagi. so im planning to go to the all american rejects' concert. i know shahrul won't go coz he hates rock bands. so i might be going with my girls. fingers cross,i hope alia got her tickets. &lt;br /&gt;trying so hard to diet,but usually, failed! how can i diet? good foods are all over the place here at home. it's not a bad thing, but it is a bad thing if you wanna start a strict diet plan, i'm tempted! easily -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,don't know what else to write. oh oh, i've done my speaking test for MUET yesterday. and it went well :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-4500306956756814753?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/4500306956756814753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=4500306956756814753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4500306956756814753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/4500306956756814753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/10/like-this-is-it.html' title='like this is it'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-2611578849198190045</id><published>2009-10-15T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:50:05.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my happiness slowly creeping back</title><content type='html'>penat sangat kerja these past few days. thank god tomorrow is gonna be the last day im working. im working for you love, for your birthday. it maybe nothing to you, but its a BIG deal for me to make you happy on your big day. yang peliknya, i don't even know what to do for his birthday! sumpah sedih! i want ideas! what to do under budget cipot rm150? haha. i wanna buy him manchester united's jersey, but it's so damnnnn expensive i tell you. mati aku. i have to work like another 5 days to afford it? nah, memang tak lah! i'm half dead here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, went to penang. whoever follows me on twitter and friends with me in facebook, they got all the juicy details bout this little family trip. nak update, malas sangat. penat jugak nak maintain banyak2 account internet socialnetwork ni kan? i think nak delete myspace. banyak sangat rempit weng weng (bunyi motor) in there and i think myspace is just not me anymore. teringat lagi zaman form 1 sampai form 3 dulu. sanggup pakai baju cun cun,tangkap gambar mata besar,mulut itik,pandang atas, pastu semangat gila upload kat myspace. tunggu orang comment banyak2. siapa ada gambar comment beratus ratus tu rasa bangga sgt. paling hot lah konon. then, main approve je siapa2 yang request nak jadi kawan. lagi ramai kawan, lagi cool lah kan? lawan2 dengan classmates kawan siapa yang paling banyak. haha. silly old wawa! back then, if i dont get to online myspace for a day,i'd go ballistic! tak tentu arah, nak approve comments, nak check friend requests, nak usha2 mamat2 jambu.&amp;nbsp;Gosh! I was so naive and stoooopid! Jap, nak geli dengan diri sendiri kejap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------bwek bwek-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i miss my friends, really need to spent more time with friends. wake up wawa!&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/1915979843740220031-2611578849198190045?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/2611578849198190045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=2611578849198190045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2611578849198190045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2611578849198190045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-happiness-slowly-creeping-back.html' title='my happiness slowly creeping back'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-271643747559931330</id><published>2009-10-08T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T19:06:51.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss me on me salty lips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"why do we hurt the most, the ones we love the most?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love's 23rd birthday is coming up this 23rd Oct. I have so much in mind what to do for him. surprise dinner? ngeh. too common. karaoke? tak birthday pun we always karaoke. dinner? ek eleh, lagi la bosan. think wawa, think! he's the one. make his day. dia selalu cakap yang dia tak sambut birthday coz nobody cares pun. sob sob sob. sedih kan? masa aku sekolah dulu, i don't do anything pun for his birthday. ye lah, mana aku nak dapat duit. mak bapak aku tak cop duit,dorang cari duit. so, since now im already a big girl, i can work part time. mumsy says yes. she allows me to work. macam biasa,ayah thinks im his little girl still. so dia tak bagi. he said he can give me. but being an independant women i am, ehem, i decided to work. actually, im gonna start this saturday. yea baby! i'll do anything to make your day. this is his 3rd birthday celebration with me.so far, aku bagi dia hadiah baju and perfume beckham je. bosan kan? tak special pun. yess, i am driven to work, get my very own cash and spend it like a crazy monkey! and nobody can say anything. muahahahahaha! duit aku! duit aku! duit&amp;nbsp;aku! cheh, padahal belum start pun lagi, tapi dah gila duit. manusia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dengan ini, i prove you all out there who thinks im a spoil brat, forks out money from my parents for fun na'ah.you are so wrong. im a &lt;strike&gt;girl yang berangan nak kerja nak buat birthday untuk boypren&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; strong woman who works hard for the money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: tolong bagi idea nak buat apa untuk Love? thank you :)&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/1915979843740220031-271643747559931330?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/271643747559931330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=271643747559931330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/271643747559931330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/271643747559931330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/10/kiss-me-on-me-salty-lips.html' title='kiss me on me salty lips'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-3166514660626581084</id><published>2009-10-06T03:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T03:12:57.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiba tiba puitis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-size: x-small;"&gt;tipu, memang puitis selalu kot? nak blog in bahasa melayu today. no more rojak. (malam ni je)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku&amp;nbsp;dan si dia&amp;nbsp;dah 2 tahun 2 bulan bersama. tipu lah kalau&amp;nbsp;aku cakap tak pernah gaduh or tak pernah rasa nak couple dengan orang lain. itu semua pernah. tapi sekejap je semua tu. memang asam garam dalam percintaan. kadang kadang hati ni meronta ronta nak dilayan macam si puteri ,nak lebih dihargai. terdetik di lubuk hati yang jahat, ada orang tu tak lah&amp;nbsp;lawa sangat, tapi&amp;nbsp;boyfriend dia layan dia macam dia tu cinderella! bunga, coklat, makan malam romantik dekat hotel, tepi pantai, kejutan masa birthday. haih. untung si tuan punya badan. aku perasan macam lah aku ni lawa sangat. tapi, aku rasa aku berhak dapat yang terbaik dalam hidup aku. mungkin dia yang terbaik?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku mengambil masa lebih kurang setahun setengah untuk aku sedar memang dia yang terbaik dalam hidup aku. mungkin dia tak layan aku macam puteri, tapi dia sorang je yang sanggup layan aku punya kerenah yang sememangnya terlampau mengada ngada dan gedik. aku bossy, aku memilih, aku sendawa kuat kuat lepas makan, aku gelak pun&amp;nbsp;kuat. aku tak boleh kene tegur dan aku tak pernah nak mengalah dalam pergaduhan. bagitahu aku, siapa yang sanggup nak teman wanita macam aku? tapi, dia sanggup. malah, dia pernah ajak aku kahwin. aku je yang tak nak. ye la, muda sangat aku ni. baru 18 tahun. tak tengok lagi dunia ni dengan puas. tapi aku tahu, aku memang nak jadi tua, ada anak cucu dengan dia, aku nak tengok dunia ni puas puas dengan dia. nak rasa pahit manis kehidupan dengan dia.&amp;nbsp;aku nak bangun pagi pagi, wajah pertama yang aku nak tengok, wajah dia. aku nak masak untuk dia, nak gosok baju kerja dia. nak buat segalanya untuk dia dan bersama dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memang dia tak kacak dan kaya raya. tapi dia cukup kacak untuk buat aku tergila gila dengan dia. dia cukup kaya untuk belanja aku. keluarga aku pun dah sayang dia. kucing kucing aku pun. sah, memang dia lah yang terbaik dalam hidup aku. memang dia lah yang aku cari selama ni. aku bersyukur sangat dapat jumpa pasangan hidup aku dalam usia yang mentah ni. ada orang tu masih mencari. alhamdulillah. aku harap, dia lah jodoh untuk aku dan aku lah jodoh untuk dia. macam macam kita rancang pun, Allah swt yang menentukannya kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu sangat nak jalan jalan dengan dia dalam kereta savvy hitam. rindu sangat nak terpekik terlolong nyanyi dalam kereta dengan dia lawan suara siapa yang lagi sedap. rindu sangat nak lihat mata dia dan cakap depan muka dia. rindu semua tentang dia. tak sabar sangat nak tunggu hari esok. bende pertama yang aku nak buat, peluk cium&amp;nbsp;mak, ayah dan 9 orang&amp;nbsp;adik beradik gila aku termasuk 2 orang abang ipar aku. lepastu, kucing kucing dan tarantula aku pulak. dan, jumpa si dia. itu yang aku nantikan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku memang betul betul dah cinta dengan dia. mana tak nya, mana pernah aku tulis entri sejiwang ni? dalam bahasa melayu pulak tu. adoi. tengok, apa cinta boleh buat pada diri kita. masak aku. aku rasa, kalau aku baca balik entri ni. mesti aku muntah darah, geli dengan diri sendiri. mungkin aku akan buang kot entri ni nanti? tengok lah dulu. sebab aku tak macam ni sebenarnya. tiba tiba je puitis malam ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sayang, I cinta you sangat! terima kasih sebab cintakan&amp;nbsp;I dan berikan&amp;nbsp;I peluang untuk membesar dengan you dan buat semua bende dengan you. You memang seorang manusia yang beruntung sebab dapat buat I gila kan you. Rindu you :'(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3166514660626581084?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3166514660626581084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3166514660626581084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3166514660626581084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3166514660626581084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/10/tiba-tiba-puitis.html' title='tiba tiba puitis'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-5269490122048343260</id><published>2009-10-05T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T13:10:36.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can I say DOPE?</title><content type='html'>Yeay. Lets do my infamous stupid happy dance plus jumping around plus the annoying scream. I'm so happy. I'm done with all the torturing Law papers! sila lah jealous. Insya allah, I won't have to meet all the papers again. Please, tak nak tengok lagi introduction to law 1 and malaysian politics and government. dah takde selera dengan mereka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the last day of my first sem. Gosh, it's the end of my first sem already? can I say.. DOPE? I'm so excited by the fact that I'm going to have my 5 weeks holiday at home. I repeat, 5 frigging cool weeks! can I say.. DOPE again? Ok, dah cukup. It gets annoying when you say dope twice in less than10 minutes. Macam meminta minta penyepak je. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Moving on.. Korang suka tak kalau penyanyi yang korang discover, lagu lagu mereka korang layan sorang dalam bilik. Tiba-tiba jee that particular singer becomes famous and almost everbody likes them and the newbies are more over than you. Ek eleh, macam lah korang minat diorang dah lama kan? . That's how I feel. Weird? No?If you guys feel the same, then welcome to the club. if you don't, tak pe la. Lain orang lain perasan. And one more thing, I really hate someone who copycats me then they make it like its their original thing. At least, mengaku lah kau tiru aku or just keep your mouth shut. Ni tak, she brags around like it's her thing. Whutta? -_-" I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I packed my things just now. Ye lah, I'm going home tomorrow. Yippee! When I was packing, tears rolled down&amp;nbsp;on my cheeks. Puitis tak puitis aku ni? haha. ok, back to the story. Why I cried? Because my roommate turned on James Blunt's Goodbye my lover.that song strikes me and i think to myself, I'M SO GOING TO MISS MY HOUSEMATES! they are such great people with great hearts. They took care of me when I was sick,they asked me if i'm ok or not, they protected me when someone talks bad about me.. they will always be in my heart eventhough i'm not gonna be in the same room and house with them anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;they are my lovers and my very good friends. :) sorry if i'm too menggedik, mengada, manja&amp;nbsp;teroverz,&amp;nbsp;pakai macam nak terlanjang dalam rumah, bising bising time korang nak tidur. Kacau korang, raba raba korang, menyusahkan korang kene kejut wawa subuh. heheeee. I'm sorry :) i love you people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nak tahu tak,&amp;nbsp;I applied mosquitoes repellant all over my body like it's a body lotion.i know, gross. but&amp;nbsp;it works, not a single bite on my body!&amp;nbsp;guess what?! kene gigit jugak dekat dahi!! Damn you mosquitoes!! Tak kan nak apply kat muka jugak kot? :(&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/1915979843740220031-5269490122048343260?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/5269490122048343260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=5269490122048343260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/5269490122048343260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/5269490122048343260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/10/can-i-say-dope.html' title='can I say DOPE?'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7189803280128931799</id><published>2009-10-03T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:51:24.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets rewind this to a better scene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SsYo7OclkOI/AAAAAAAAAYs/idta5PyWwyw/s1600-h/DSC01753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SsYo7OclkOI/AAAAAAAAAYs/idta5PyWwyw/s320/DSC01753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SsYolb3BFeI/AAAAAAAAAYk/OwptFeEgnFo/s1600-h/DSC01742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SsYolb3BFeI/AAAAAAAAAYk/OwptFeEgnFo/s320/DSC01742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;had a very small Eid Ul Fitr celebration at my campus just now. ok, please ignore the picture with the peace sign hand gestures. bodoh sangat, plus geli gila rasa macam nak muntah bila tengok balik. masa tangkap gambar tu rasa cool gila. haha. bangang.oh ya people, i don't edit or photoshop any of my pictures. all are original, tak de maknanya nak hilangkan jerawat ke, nak putih kan my bronze skin ke. no way Jose. Just au naturell. ok dah cukup cukup lah vain memanjang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Played in the rain with Farimtron and Sara. We had fun. Yes, lots of fun. Then balik rumah, pening2 lalat. Padan muka kan? Terus mandi, now I feel so much better. This is my second weekend here in Kuantan. Oh, I feel like hanging myself or just buy a ticket ride home to Shah Alam and my Sayang will be right there at the bus station waiting for me to take me home. just by imagining that makes me happy. Really, tak tipu.&amp;nbsp; But, too bad. Final exam mengahalang ku untuk bermadu asmara dengan jantung hati ku di awan sana. Ok, I'm so puitis. I'm gonna kill myself if I read this post back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;You wanna hear&amp;nbsp;something really funny? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Farim, my darling loves to wear t-shirt yang ala cool-cool, indie rock laling yang tulis ayat yang cool cool&amp;nbsp; jugak tu kan? I bet you guys know it. And I bet you guys have it too in your wardrobe kan? Back to the story. So, Farim wear this t shirt wrote "I'M ON A REBOUND". and we talked dah panjang lebar about rebound. Then, tiba tiba, Sara cakap.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;"I have a confession, what is REBOUND?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We all were like.. OMFG!! You don't know what is a rebound? yang kelakarnya, dia join kiteorang berbual pasal rebound tu macam die tawu semua pasal rebound. Pastu die tanya pulak. Bapakk ahh budak ni! She's funny. I love her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yes, I really need to study. Nerdgasm! Come and get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: again, don't ask me why my blog's url is namiami. please. Suka hati aku lah nak letak ape. &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/1915979843740220031-7189803280128931799?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7189803280128931799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7189803280128931799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7189803280128931799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7189803280128931799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-rewind-this-to-better-scene.html' title='lets rewind this to a better scene'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SsYo7OclkOI/AAAAAAAAAYs/idta5PyWwyw/s72-c/DSC01753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-8600436637434569861</id><published>2009-10-01T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T01:06:54.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear mosquitoes,</title><content type='html'>I'm under attack of thousands of mosquitoes here in UiTM. Like what the hell? My body is full with red dots. Sumpah tension sangat. I'm having my finals right now so I need to study in a conducive place. Room full of annoying black and white mosquitoes is not what I call a purrfect place to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm now protected from the attack. I bought a mosquitoes' repellant yang mahal gila.&amp;nbsp;Yeay! Now I'm red dots free! And I can study in my own room now. *happy dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO DIE AND ROT IN HELL YOU ANNOYING LITTLE MONSTERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-8600436637434569861?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/8600436637434569861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=8600436637434569861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8600436637434569861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8600436637434569861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-mosquitoes.html' title='Dear mosquitoes,'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-8721754857692324425</id><published>2009-09-25T23:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:05:29.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Eid Mubarak people :)</title><content type='html'>Did you guys had fun? I did, despite the decreasing amount of duit raya and the late nite stay up for studying. Guess what? I just love my holidays at home. Don't wanna go back to Kuantan! I wanna stay here :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok dah cukup mengada-ngada. Whining banyak mana pun, I still have to go back to Kuantan jugak! Cisss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAH! Gambar for uols semua :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SrzqBiIGKrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/bhX50A8bD54/s1600-h/raya+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385436566489803442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SrzqBiIGKrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/bhX50A8bD54/s320/raya+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Srzp9RNkQ4I/AAAAAAAAAYU/YdcdiY7J50w/s1600-h/raya+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385436493229867906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Srzp9RNkQ4I/AAAAAAAAAYU/YdcdiY7J50w/s320/raya+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Srzp47kI6iI/AAAAAAAAAYM/1jsq3W1k12Y/s1600-h/raya+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385436418699487778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Srzp47kI6iI/AAAAAAAAAYM/1jsq3W1k12Y/s320/raya+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Srzp0JXOt2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/ht54sECYO4U/s1600-h/raya+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385436336504092514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Srzp0JXOt2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/ht54sECYO4U/s320/raya+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1915979843740220031-8721754857692324425?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/8721754857692324425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=8721754857692324425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8721754857692324425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8721754857692324425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-eid-mubarak-people.html' title='It&apos;s Eid Mubarak people :)'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SrzqBiIGKrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/bhX50A8bD54/s72-c/raya+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-2852187077544211509</id><published>2009-09-19T00:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:46:09.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to miss him :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went for last minute shopping raya at Pavilion and The Curve with the boys tadi. My baby Shahrul and Kamarul. The boys shopped like girls ok? Nasib baik aku sayang korang, kalau tak dah lama aku buat diva aku tengah-tengah Pavilion tadi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Long story short, had a short lepak moment with Qissy and her boyfie Ghani at Dome. All and all, I had soo much fun. Oh ya, Kamarul dah bagi duit raya to me. 50 ringgit siot.. Yeay! *do the stupid happy dance*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SrO4Jh1-AFI/AAAAAAAAAX8/qrQLtA26Q0k/s1600-h/18092009024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382848453480939602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SrO4Jh1-AFI/AAAAAAAAAX8/qrQLtA26Q0k/s320/18092009024.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Omg. I can't believe I did this typical girls pose in front of the mirror! Pape lah. I just wanna show off the shirt and the new flops Shahrul bought for me. Iloveyousomuchbaby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I wanna take this opportunity to wish uols a very Happy Eid Ul Fitr. Maaf Zahir dan Batin. May this Raya brings you 1001 happiness and barakah :) Enjoy Raya babay!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-2852187077544211509?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/2852187077544211509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=2852187077544211509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2852187077544211509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2852187077544211509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/09/going-to-miss-him.html' title='Going to miss him :)'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SrO4Jh1-AFI/AAAAAAAAAX8/qrQLtA26Q0k/s72-c/18092009024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-1791333354219108441</id><published>2009-09-18T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T01:10:18.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For once in my life</title><content type='html'>Hey, lets face it girl. You are suffering from NAPOLEAN COMPLEX! hahhh!! In your face!  You bring others down by saying nasty things about them so that you will feel better about yourself. So you will feel "wow, now I'm more confident". Ting ting. Reality check baby. You are nothing but a little crack on your tons of horrible cellulites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa Wawa emo? Ok, first, nak period. Second, I can't find a perfect pair of shoes to go with my purple baju raya and no handbag. Then, my digestive system is super duper crazy. Fourth, I have to make sure that I score 3.50 and above for my final exam. And heck, I did not study AT ALL.  Nina, can you please spread the nerdgasm to me?  I need it sooooo bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, dah lepaskan geram. Now, I can go study. Wish me luck for my final exam :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-1791333354219108441?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/1791333354219108441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=1791333354219108441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1791333354219108441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1791333354219108441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-once-in-my-life.html' title='For once in my life'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-6211776653250794333</id><published>2009-09-16T17:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T18:05:26.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satu Malaysia, a dream or a vision?</title><content type='html'>The first time I told my mum that I am dating Shahrul when I was at the tender age of 16. I repeat, 16 years old. How in the world could a parent accept her baby girl seeing a 21 years old most probably a drug dealer guy? Ok, that's over. He is not a drug dealer nor a saint.. Just simply, my Shahrul. I received tons of raised eyebrows when I first told them about ME, a 16 years old high school prefect dating a 21 years old konon-bad-boy-looking college student. Yea, sceptical much? Come on, we live in Malays societies where gossips spread faster than you spread butter on the bread. They say, "I'm open, you can tell me EVRYTHING" Ya.. rite mister! You can't deny the fact that they still judge you and they tell others too. How I wish I live in a place where I can smoke weed at the playground and nobody even bothers to notice me smoking weed. (not that I smoked weed before. Never, trust me) Best kan? Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's even funnier about my neighbours? They know the type of car Shahrul drives and what time I arrived home last night. Crazy huh? Busybody gila babss punya. They even know that Shahrul dyed his hair to match mine. How sweet huh? Ok, get back to the story. I mean like, HOW ON EARTH THEY KNOW THAT HIS HAIR IS NOW DARK BLONDE?! Crazy, crazy little world. Get your own life, please? Or maybe, mind your own little childrens first then us. Remember, you have daughters too! Hehe. I'm so mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that now I'm already 18 and they still treat me like I'm 15 just ick me. I had a mild fight with my dad just now about me always out with my friends and always home late. The way he put it is like I went out every single day and I helped nothing at home. Eh hello, I only go out like 3 to 4 times a week and hell yeah I vacuumed and mopped the house sometimes. Ish. I even bathe the kittens ok? Still, I love you daddy. New handphone, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get these things out from my mind. These thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now in the hectic phase of engaging the 1 Malaysia thingy. But you know what, to be honest, I don't think that the vision of 1 Malaysia will stay forever like Wawasan 2020 as  put foward by Tun Dr. Mahathir. Why? Because, you still can hear this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malays says: "Cina tamak! makan babi,perangai pun macam babi, pengotor!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese says: "Melayu bodoh lah, lembab saja. Tak reti kerja maa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indians says: "Melayu and Cina boleh pergi mati lah. Sellfish!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harsh? Face it, it's the truth that none of us can deny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-6211776653250794333?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/6211776653250794333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=6211776653250794333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6211776653250794333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/6211776653250794333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/09/satu-malaysia-dream-or-vision.html' title='Satu Malaysia, a dream or a vision?'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-3292464454372206399</id><published>2009-09-13T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T00:47:03.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who changed the channel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do I hide inside? Feeling guilty at the mention of your name?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, you miss me blogging. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eheh&lt;/span&gt;. Vain. Yea, I'm super hyper right now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; I'm finally home. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;goyang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bahu&lt;/span&gt;* And this time, it's gonna be a super long holiday for me. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alamak&lt;/span&gt;.. 2 weeks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;je&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kot&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pe&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;goyang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bahu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lagi&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;cukup&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sudah&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know what to blog about actually. Oh well. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;TAK&lt;/span&gt; STUDY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;APA&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;APA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;LANGSUNG&lt;/span&gt; FOR MY FINAL EXAM THAT IS IN 2 WEEKS TIME, OK? crazy, huh? I hope I'm gonna get my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;nerdgasm&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; soon. please come &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;nerdgasm&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kittens are so cute. My kitchen is full with home made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt; cookies already. My room is full with new clothes. My tummy is full with junks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; I am now suffering with massive super hectic stomach ache. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Senang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;kata&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;cirit&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;birit&lt;/span&gt; yang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;teruk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;gila&lt;/span&gt; la. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, too many information &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;pulak&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have new obsession! My lesbian crush. I LOVE PIXIE LOTT! *drooling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sNHRUOF0j-8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sNHRUOF0j-8&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-------click to this link. She is super cute. My girlfriend NINA and I want to practice that "clap dance". Because, WHY? we think it's sexy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;SUMPAH&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*nerdgasm: orgasm for nerds liquid. from Nina's awesome ass dictionary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3292464454372206399?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3292464454372206399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3292464454372206399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3292464454372206399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3292464454372206399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/09/who-changed-channel.html' title='Who changed the channel?'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-1339753485323293253</id><published>2009-09-07T02:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:42:54.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A night to remember, ye ke?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQCObk2r9I/AAAAAAAAAXs/Lav2WBhwJW8/s1600-h/uitm+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378426301930975186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQCObk2r9I/AAAAAAAAAXs/Lav2WBhwJW8/s320/uitm+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQCJfbKEgI/AAAAAAAAAXk/i6M_swGVEnQ/s1600-h/uitm+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378426217064698370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQCJfbKEgI/AAAAAAAAAXk/i6M_swGVEnQ/s320/uitm+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQCAwfBw2I/AAAAAAAAAXc/jXuE-W18Wq0/s1600-h/uitm+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378426067025511266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQCAwfBw2I/AAAAAAAAAXc/jXuE-W18Wq0/s320/uitm+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQB6w7Y9kI/AAAAAAAAAXU/4xkp7-50qho/s1600-h/uitm+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378425964065257026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQB6w7Y9kI/AAAAAAAAAXU/4xkp7-50qho/s320/uitm+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQB00cnDNI/AAAAAAAAAXM/K3MKT-Sok0Y/s1600-h/uitm+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378425861930683602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQB00cnDNI/AAAAAAAAAXM/K3MKT-Sok0Y/s320/uitm+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQBp6qHQOI/AAAAAAAAAXE/RmsMsCWlSKA/s1600-h/uitm+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378425674619371746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQBp6qHQOI/AAAAAAAAAXE/RmsMsCWlSKA/s320/uitm+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQBkcSyJ1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/AHjze24NU9w/s1600-h/uitm+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378425580569110354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQBkcSyJ1I/AAAAAAAAAW8/AHjze24NU9w/s320/uitm+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HEART THESE PRETTY LADIES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh by ze way, these pictures are from the Debaters Annual Dinner aka Majlis Berbuka Puasa at Hyatt Regency Hotel. Had so much fun with the girls :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-1339753485323293253?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/1339753485323293253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=1339753485323293253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1339753485323293253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1339753485323293253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/09/night-to-remember-ye-ke.html' title='A night to remember, ye ke?'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SqQCObk2r9I/AAAAAAAAAXs/Lav2WBhwJW8/s72-c/uitm+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-3052677669782134932</id><published>2009-09-02T13:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:47:21.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sp3-nqCaK6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/J0Zg7r3XPnY/s1600-h/hyatt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376733487402986402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sp3-nqCaK6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/J0Zg7r3XPnY/s320/hyatt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeay! Ada party! At least, there's something happening will happen this weekend here in Kuantan. -_-" I was the one who came up with the theme :) Kudos Wawa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, read this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(A conversation with a roommate)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nad: Wawa, tengok ni! Gambar accident. Seram sangattt. Nad takut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: EEEE... Buat ape tengok bende-bende bodoh macam tu? tak nak lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, she decided to read me the warning of the e-mail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nad: AMARAN! Satu kemalangan menakutkan. Gambar ini sangat menyahat hati, pastikan anda kuat semangat. Gambar ini boleh mengerikan anda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought to myself,macam best je ni.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: Nak tengokkkkkkk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sp3_VDWselI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2zoOExyj9_A/s1600-h/babi+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376734267293071954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sp3_VDWselI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2zoOExyj9_A/s320/babi+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sp3_Or4GPNI/AAAAAAAAAWs/gIutIiB3IfI/s1600-h/babi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376734157911506130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sp3_Or4GPNI/AAAAAAAAAWs/gIutIiB3IfI/s320/babi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang sedih. Look at the pig under the front part of the lorry. Eventhough there are the most &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dirtiest, hideous, smelliest, hazardous, stupidest, gross&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; creature in the universe. But still, kesian sangat tengok diorang tergolek-golek macam tu :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Omg! Omg! Someone stole my picture and edit it. They are bunch of foreigners so I don't know what they are talking about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GO TO THIS LINK. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30387589&amp;amp;id=1054522625&amp;amp;comments&amp;amp;alert#/album.php?aid=2013121&amp;amp;id=1461412711"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30387589&amp;amp;id=1054522625&amp;amp;comments&amp;amp;alert#/album.php?aid=2013121&amp;amp;id=1461412711&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What do they want from my picture which is from my back? Walking barefoot eating ice cream on the beach? &lt;em&gt;Confusion, confusion..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3052677669782134932?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3052677669782134932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3052677669782134932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3052677669782134932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3052677669782134932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/09/shocking-truth.html' title='Shocking truth'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sp3-nqCaK6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/J0Zg7r3XPnY/s72-c/hyatt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-3972333461040911845</id><published>2009-08-31T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T02:24:15.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merdeka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy 52nd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Birthday Malaysia!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SO MUCH!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yang penting, this year tak ade any celebration at all. not even a simple firework. Not even a countdown weyh! :( I'm a sucker for &lt;strong&gt;fancy boom boom pow fireworks&lt;/strong&gt;. Alaaa, yang besar-besar, kaler-kaler cun tu. That's what I'm talking roundabout. Ok, dah! Moving on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm a revamped biyatch rite now. Muahaha. I've coloured my hair dark blonde and I've cut it. Sikit je la. My hair still long though. You can't see any difference in my hair length. But my hair colour. Super change. So long boring black hair! Hello sexy brighter hair! Im so happy! i love my new hair now.. Thank you Sistah! Love youuu... &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*pictures of my new hair colour will not be uploaded sebab camera handphone saya tak canggih. Sobs* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then, went out with my old friends.. Syida, Nashrul and Farhana. First, break our fast at Taipan then went to One Utama. Nina, I really wish you could join us. It was short and sweet :) I miss them crazy monkeys already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After that, Shahrul picked me up and we went to KL. And the rest is history. All I know now is, I'm all happy again. He put a smile on my face. He always do that :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All I could say, I'm so happy. This is by far, the greatest day ever in my life. I feel accomplished. Actually, I AM ACCOMPLISHED! That's why semangat gila blogging malam-malam buta ni. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can I kiss you here? ;p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3972333461040911845?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3972333461040911845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3972333461040911845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3972333461040911845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3972333461040911845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/08/merdeka.html' title='Merdeka!'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-1374387415309280053</id><published>2009-08-28T20:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:38:57.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My pride and Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SpfKo2eMJzI/AAAAAAAAAWU/qy4C1_aYPoc/s1600-h/Image0324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374987483455694642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SpfKo2eMJzI/AAAAAAAAAWU/qy4C1_aYPoc/s320/Image0324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I tell you that team PreLaw A (Me and Balqis) was the champion for Directors Cup 2009? Hehe. Now you know ;p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By ze way, Directors Cup is a Debate Competition okay, &lt;strong&gt;bukan&lt;/strong&gt; Cheer Competition. Some thought its like some kind of mini football + cheer cup. Whutta heck? I know rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SpfL2schjEI/AAAAAAAAAWc/vs-VzDvA6OE/s1600-h/wawa+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374988820794149954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SpfL2schjEI/AAAAAAAAAWc/vs-VzDvA6OE/s320/wawa+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;These are the casts for our little final exam drama, The Kerongsang. Stylo ann? hehe. &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh ya, you know &lt;em&gt;my-not-so-little-anymore (MNSLA) brother&lt;/em&gt; is full with hobbies except study right? Now, he has this new found hobby. Wanna know what is it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Solving the Rubik's cube! Pfftt. Okay, isn't it supposed to be a good thing? It is, if you know how to solve it lah kan. Obviously, he doesn't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;(At the dining table)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MNSLA: What is the purpose of solving this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: It is to test your I.Q.. Duhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MNSLA: Abai rasa, buat bende ni nak test tahap migrain orang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: OMG. Why are you so rempit?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Whatever it is pun, we support you all the way little brother ! hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;It's good to be home :)&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/1915979843740220031-1374387415309280053?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/1374387415309280053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=1374387415309280053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1374387415309280053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1374387415309280053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-pride-and-joy.html' title='My pride and Joy'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SpfKo2eMJzI/AAAAAAAAAWU/qy4C1_aYPoc/s72-c/Image0324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-5384051753413973078</id><published>2009-08-27T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:26:19.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Ramadhan Al-Mubarak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agak lambat nak wish. I was so busy ok? So, go figure. Yang penting, I'm going home tomorrow.  My bus is at 1130 am. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;Shahrul,wait for me at the Shah Alam station ok? can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; i miss you :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the bus on the way to my English class just now. Suddenly,it hits me. &lt;strong&gt;How lucky I am!!&lt;/strong&gt; I mean like, put it this way okay? We complained a lot. I mean, ME.  Contohnya, I complained that makan tak sedap lah, tidur tak selesa lah, belajar tak best lah. Like what the heck Wawa? !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello! Wake up call here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to write to myself a letter. From the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramadhan-version-Najwa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the-ordinary-Najwa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; It sounds like this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Dear Najwa Arifah Ismail,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;                                   I love you. And that's for sure,no doubt. What not to love about you? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*haha. okay, ni perasan gila kot. Moving onn.. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Stop complaining that the world is being unfair to you, the world is against you lah, you hate the world lah, u wanna shoot yourself lah.. Yada,yada,yada and whatever craps. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just get a grip and stop it! Just stop, ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Live your life just the way it is. Allah has planned everything for you, you have to face it dengan ikhlas and redha. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*chewahh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Look at what you have now. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*check check*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;1. You got to study for free at an established university. UiTM DI HATIKU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;2. Your classrooms are very near to your apartment-like-dorm(check this out! apartment-like ok?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;3. your lecturers are nice and very educated. Duhhh -__-" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;4. You have enough money to eat anddrink everyday. I repeat, EVERYDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;5. You have the greatest friends and family ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;6. Look at what you are now. Aren't you proud? *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;So,the conclusion is, just love every single thing that you have now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;                                                                                                                          Loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;                                                                                                                          Najwa Arifah Ismail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this will help. Nothing wrong in believing right? Selamat beramal people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;word of the day: BLUETOOTH HUG ;P&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/1915979843740220031-5384051753413973078?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/5384051753413973078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=5384051753413973078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/5384051753413973078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/5384051753413973078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramadhan.html' title='Ramadhan'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7429098048717987893</id><published>2009-08-25T13:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T13:46:04.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drag me to hell,please?</title><content type='html'>i hate him!! i hate her!! i hate him!! i hate her!! i hate semua orang!!!! I wanna go live on an island where its just me,myself and I!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LEAVE ME ALONE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7429098048717987893?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7429098048717987893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7429098048717987893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7429098048717987893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7429098048717987893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/08/drag-me-to-hellplease.html' title='drag me to hell,please?'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-2415773630853108868</id><published>2009-08-20T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T12:27:40.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Shahrul Nizam Mokhtar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SozQrg5WPII/AAAAAAAAAWM/iwHeGT4Kfq0/s1600-h/washa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371897901529578626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SozQrg5WPII/AAAAAAAAAWM/iwHeGT4Kfq0/s320/washa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To the one that I love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the love of my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one that always make me smile and never let me down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who can keep up with my diva-ish, kiddish and demanding self,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who knows my deepest and darkest secrets,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my bestfriend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who loves me just the way I am,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who treats me like a princess,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one whom I love the most, to Shahrul..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 2nd Anniversary my love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;I just love you in your every way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-2415773630853108868?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/2415773630853108868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=2415773630853108868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2415773630853108868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2415773630853108868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-shahrul-nizam-mokhtar.html' title='To Shahrul Nizam Mokhtar'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SozQrg5WPII/AAAAAAAAAWM/iwHeGT4Kfq0/s72-c/washa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-2814096537324455136</id><published>2009-08-17T15:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T12:17:40.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Directors Cup, Debate Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had whopping amount of fun at Jengka with the debaters last weekends. I went there for 3 days and 2 nights. But it was worth the hassles. I've made it through the exhausting 5 qualifying rounds. Hey, Balqis and I (team PRELAW A) were the leading team ok? And the best damn thing is, I've made it to the final round! :) *happy dance, happy dance*&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you in details,ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday, 14th August 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at UiTM Kampus Khazanah Alam, Jengka. I went there by the white UiTM van. It was a pretty smooth journey except for the crazy bumpy roller coaster ride when we enter the so called " jalan hutan jengka". I was so dizzy so I laid my head on Nusrat's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ehemm ehemm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ;p Haha. It was comforting :) Ade mock debate by the seniors and cam-whoring &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(macam biasa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 15 August 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first round of debate. We won! the motion was "This house believe that television is a bad influence". We were the opposition. And I got the Best Speaker tittle. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the second round of debate. Motion: This House Believe That USA Should Eliminate Its Own Weapon Of Mass Destruction. We were the Closing Government side. We won jugak! I was the Best Speaker jugak. hehe. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oversszzz.&lt;/em&gt; Bangga lebih-lebih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, malas lah wanna tell the really really real details.. Its gonna be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VERY longgggg boooriiinggg post&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So, let me make this short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the best speker tittle for 4 times ok? And we won the first place for four times too. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(i can't help it. somehow, I have to brag about this jugak. bak kata Iylia H, GO FOR FAME!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Highlights :&lt;/span&gt; We all went to pasar malam Jengka. It is supposed to be the havoc place there. I say, biasa jek. Actually, tak havoc mana pun. To be honest, tak havoc langsung! ok, enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, 16 August 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all, we have done our best till we made it to the Final round. This is my first time in a Debate Competition. So, I know that this competition is gonna be my stepping stone :) Oh ya, I'm going to know the results of the final round of the dabate this Thursday. Lama lagi kan? I am so nervous waiting for my results. We aim for the 4th place je coz our opponents (Kuantan teams) were all so damn good! Anyhoo, wish us luck, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; I wanna thank to all of the Seniors of Kuantan Debaters. Without all of your hard work, we wouldn't made it this far. Thank you :) &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(jangan terharu sangat ok?)&lt;/span&gt; LMAO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SozNB1IEMNI/AAAAAAAAAWE/9SspBwuAJYI/s1600-h/debate+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371893886870630610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SozNB1IEMNI/AAAAAAAAAWE/9SspBwuAJYI/s320/debate+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Kuantan Debaters 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SozM89tE41I/AAAAAAAAAV8/fiPimcfHNZ8/s1600-h/debate+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371893803274003282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SozM89tE41I/AAAAAAAAAV8/fiPimcfHNZ8/s320/debate+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Final-round-happy-faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SozM4dn40rI/AAAAAAAAAV0/kGscbcEzqUU/s1600-h/debate+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371893725942829746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SozM4dn40rI/AAAAAAAAAV0/kGscbcEzqUU/s320/debate+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fierce,fabulous,flawless and all of the above :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SozMzrQ05JI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ZwPmzC6mXJ8/s1600-h/debate+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371893643704853650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SozMzrQ05JI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ZwPmzC6mXJ8/s320/debate+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;Give me high fashion! High fashion lah sangat. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-2814096537324455136?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/2814096537324455136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=2814096537324455136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2814096537324455136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/2814096537324455136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/08/directors-cup-debate-competition.html' title='Directors Cup, Debate Competition'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SozNB1IEMNI/AAAAAAAAAWE/9SspBwuAJYI/s72-c/debate+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-427430393199217645</id><published>2009-08-12T13:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:29:33.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know you want me</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SoJhH58UMQI/AAAAAAAAAVk/qcRldd4mRPc/s1600-h/wawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368960494219833602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SoJhH58UMQI/AAAAAAAAAVk/qcRldd4mRPc/s320/wawa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy birthday to the greatest man in my life, the one that will never break me into pieces, my one and only AYAH, Ismail bin Sengari&lt;br /&gt;Hey ayah, happy 57th birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends said that you are &lt;em&gt;"one handsome daddy". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel really sad. So sad. I'm not there with my family to celebrate my Dad's birthday and the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;birth of my new born kittens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. There are four of them. I miss home! I'm not coming home this weekends. I went home every week ok? Damn it! I have debate competition at Kampus UiTM Jengka for three days! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I repeat, three days ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the bright side, :) this is my first time competing debate. It would be an experience. Tell me, who else got the license to fight orally? muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so busy lately. I have my assignments, tutorial problems, debate practice, sketch, folio.. Ya allah! Banyak gila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go. Bye :)&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/1915979843740220031-427430393199217645?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/427430393199217645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=427430393199217645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/427430393199217645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/427430393199217645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-you-want-me.html' title='I know you want me'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SoJhH58UMQI/AAAAAAAAAVk/qcRldd4mRPc/s72-c/wawa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-3636801775890535714</id><published>2009-07-29T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:23:31.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter Analysis</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Najwa just found personality analysis behind the name.&lt;br /&gt;Najwa just took Personality behind the name apps.For &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1054522625"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Najwa Ismail&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; whose their name start with letter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/alphabet_name/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;N&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, below are the analysis result :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are emotional and intense. When involved in a relationship, you Throw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;your entire being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; into it.(overszz giler kan?)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing stops you; there are no holds barred. You are all-consuming and crave someone who is equally passionate and intense. You believe in total freedom. (Right on bebeyh!)&lt;br /&gt;You are willing to try anything and everything. Your supply of energy is inexhaustible.(eheh, this is so right)&lt;br /&gt; You want to be pampered and know how to pamper your mate. (meow meow meow)&lt;br /&gt;You also enjoy mothering your mate. (na'ah, this one tak sangat la)&lt;br /&gt; You often have the greatest love affairs all by yourself, in your head. You are very imaginative. (yess, indeed I am. Especially about boys *wink*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Find your personality from your name" href="http://www.facebook.com/apps/application.php?id=79812828385&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3636801775890535714?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3636801775890535714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3636801775890535714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3636801775890535714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3636801775890535714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/07/letter-analysis.html' title='Letter Analysis'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7188749723464128676</id><published>2009-07-29T15:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:26:43.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Udang di Sebalik Batu</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sm_59PajTxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/NikTciWIF4U/s1600-h/ana%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363780511726784274" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sm_59PajTxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/NikTciWIF4U/s320/ana%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This picture was taken by my sister, at her house in Port Del Selva, France. She lives there once in a while with her husband and her son. She drew that Sun. She calls it as, "&lt;em&gt;BERSERI SEPERTI SAYA".&lt;/em&gt; Vain not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ok, whatever. The main reason why I post up this picture is because I wanna show you that this &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;oh-so-tomei- Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is not so kiddy at all. Dengan menggunakan mata kasar, it looks like a cute, shining bright Sun. Innit? &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;But, please look at the picture back. Go on, look back.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;What do you see??&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Do you see anything &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scientifically sexual?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Oh my god guys, so blur! Looks like I have to tell you jugak la kan?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ohkay.....&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Now, look at the picture &lt;em&gt;AGAIN..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Still don't get it?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Okay la then, since you people don't know. Let me spell it out for you.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It looks like a group of sperms approaching an ovum. Kan?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I know my sister is not THAT innocent. Aha &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Don't you think that group of sperms is cute? I do think so coz they are CHUBBY! &lt;em&gt;Chubby sperms.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ROFL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7188749723464128676?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7188749723464128676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7188749723464128676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7188749723464128676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7188749723464128676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-ways.html' title='Udang di Sebalik Batu'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sm_59PajTxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/NikTciWIF4U/s72-c/ana%27s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-3605942265050373121</id><published>2009-07-27T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:40:20.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sm2uP-kFC1I/AAAAAAAAAVU/fLQCqQWb6kM/s1600-h/Picture+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363134320783723346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sm2uP-kFC1I/AAAAAAAAAVU/fLQCqQWb6kM/s320/Picture+222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sm2t_d12PuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/qW-1q6tFVTo/s1600-h/Picture+228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363134037121973986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sm2t_d12PuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/qW-1q6tFVTo/s320/Picture+228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sm2tnjC69zI/AAAAAAAAAVE/hxfb77foO-o/s1600-h/Picture+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363133626202126130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sm2tnjC69zI/AAAAAAAAAVE/hxfb77foO-o/s320/Picture+219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing, Farimtron and Laily!! Yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you more Ain Haris!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*iklan kejap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-3605942265050373121?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/3605942265050373121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=3605942265050373121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3605942265050373121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/3605942265050373121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-random.html' title='Random Random'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/Sm2uP-kFC1I/AAAAAAAAAVU/fLQCqQWb6kM/s72-c/Picture+222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-9050318573750328746</id><published>2009-07-21T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T13:00:13.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY IS THE WORLD AGAINST ME?!</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 5 am this morning to sahur coz I planned to fast today. I was so excited to fast today! I even bought nasi a night before! Suddenly, after Mdm Shat class, I went to the toilet. And guess who come by to visit me? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PERIOD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have to break my fast la. No choice :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, during English class just now, some girl came to me just to tell me "Wawaaaa, you look chubby!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHUTTAFUCK?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am soooo soo effing mad because she told me that every single day I met her. Damn girl. What is your problem? If I'm fat, are you gonna be fat also? If I'm fat, are you dying? What? Do you feel good and you gain your confidence by bringing people down?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You make a wrong move weyh. I'm having my first day of period. Congratulations! You just made into my &lt;em&gt;"Wawa's Hall of Hate". &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Kudos biyatch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Erghhh, I hate period! Can't wait to go home and be with sober people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-9050318573750328746?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/9050318573750328746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=9050318573750328746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/9050318573750328746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/9050318573750328746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-is-world-against-me.html' title='WHY IS THE WORLD AGAINST ME?!'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-969603262899962789</id><published>2009-07-20T11:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:15:05.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder..</title><content type='html'>Bila saya nak dapat duit elauns saya? I'm so effing broke!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-969603262899962789?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/969603262899962789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=969603262899962789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/969603262899962789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/969603262899962789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder..'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7482737290136759964</id><published>2009-07-19T13:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:39:08.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have wasted my time and money</title><content type='html'>No, I did not break up with him. This is about Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince. It totally sucks. Opppss, sorry to the Harry Potter's fans, but really, the movie sucks! This is gonna sound so cliche, but I heard the book is better? &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(padahal I don't even read the book. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm gonna quote some of the spells that I heard from the movie yesterday. I find it somehow very funny and make you go &lt;em&gt;whutta-heck-i-can-do-better.&lt;/em&gt; Correct me if I'm wrong ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LUMOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for light to shine you in the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LUMOS MAXIMA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to have larger light.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONCLUSION:&lt;/span&gt; lumos is for light, maxima is obviously maximum. So, maximum light is LUMOS MAXIMA! Rocket science? No. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PARTIS TEMPARIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to part the fire into two parts. Can't you see? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Partis is part. Temparis &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(if i'm not mistaken. but dekat-dekat lah ni)&lt;/span&gt; is like temperature, fire! Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, at the end of the show, they got this small notes in a locket. I want that locket! It is so beautiful! Ok, back to the story. The note was signed by a stranger, with only acronyms, R.A.B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the three of them &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(Harry, Ron, Hermione)&lt;/span&gt; were clueless lah konon nak tahu who the hell is R.A.B kan. I felt like shouting to the screen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Real American Brothers la weyh! Siape lagi?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Geddit? R.A.B =Real American Brothers? LMAO! Not funny ke? Alaa, it is funny to me lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pastu, the movie ended just like that! OMG! I have wasted my time for like 3 hours and money for the ticks and food just to watch THAT?! I am so gonna kill the director. Seriously..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7482737290136759964?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7482737290136759964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7482737290136759964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7482737290136759964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7482737290136759964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-wasted-my-time-and-money.html' title='I have wasted my time and money'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-8777502906391124538</id><published>2009-07-18T17:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T17:58:15.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOUT AWARDS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SmGbPQqnjwI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sckBNF300R4/s1600-h/6775_115454483072_574368072_2131375_2802295_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359735718021664514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SmGbPQqnjwI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sckBNF300R4/s320/6775_115454483072_574368072_2131375_2802295_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Did you shout when you read the title just now? If you did, WELL DONE! If you don't, then please read back the title and this time, you must SHOUT! Thank you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enough merepek. Let's move on to my Shout Awards 2009 review. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I wanna say sorry to Nina and Balqis. Because I told them that I can't make it to the Shout Awards coz we are already late. But, the truth is, I went. Eheh. How should I know? Shahrul didn't tell me anything. We were fighting in the car. So we had this so called &lt;em&gt;'SILENT TREATMENT'&lt;/em&gt; to each other. So, being the usual me, I thought we are not going to Shout Awards. Plus, when I looked at the time, it was already 9pm. How the hell should I know that we're going in? But somehow Shahrul can get in, with the help of his media friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, we went in. I was so &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;selekeh &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;coz I don't know that we're going in. Erghh. I was so mad at him. I was practically shaking, restraining myself from screaming at him. Thank god Arul and Ain were there. They calm us both down. As usual, they did their &lt;em&gt;lame-but-sumpah-funny&lt;/em&gt; jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm sorry girls. I make it up to you when I'm on my sem break ok? I love you. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SmGXPQAb9WI/AAAAAAAAAU0/KQPX72VTjN8/s1600-h/6775_115454463072_574368072_2131371_5333335_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359731319798232418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SmGXPQAb9WI/AAAAAAAAAU0/KQPX72VTjN8/s320/6775_115454463072_574368072_2131371_5333335_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is the ticket that we don't use pun after all. We went straight in. Nice huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The performances?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tak sempat watch the opening act. I was so late, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Estranged and Joe Flizzow. Come on, I love old timers better than the newbies. And the MJ's tribute sucks! The choir team was awesome, but I think Jaclyn ruined the show. She screamed too much. I know la it's the Shout Awards, but jaclyn, words from me, PLEASE DO NOT SHOUT WHEN YOU ARE SINGING!&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I was so impressed by Shila One in A Million. Very nice performance.She has great showmanship. Kudos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the moment that you all have been waiting for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*drum roll*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Somebody call 911!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The talented, handsome *cough* artist from Miami..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sean Kingston!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ahah, he mimed all of the three song that he performed! Damn you. Mentang-mentang kau datang Hollywood, and you have clans, you think you can just performed by lip-syncing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You suck! Ok, emo pulak. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh ya, I fell in love with Pesawat yesterday. They were great! I'm still not satisfied with the results. Bunkface won the Ultimate Shout Awards! Like, uh huh? -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-8777502906391124538?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/8777502906391124538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=8777502906391124538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8777502906391124538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8777502906391124538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/07/shout-awards.html' title='SHOUT AWARDS!!'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/SmGbPQqnjwI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sckBNF300R4/s72-c/6775_115454483072_574368072_2131375_2802295_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-1215679730206115277</id><published>2009-07-17T09:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:51:29.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like a shit</title><content type='html'>There are many reasons why do I say I'm feeling like a shit rite now. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ayat essay yang cannot go&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When I woke up this morning, my housemates told me that this house &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TAK ADE AIR.&lt;/span&gt; i repeat, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TAK ADE AIR! -__-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. After I have finish screaming around the house  out of frustration (lama jugak la. i looked like someone whose husband just died), out of the blue, I heard water came out from the pipe! Then, ape lagi? I jumped straight into the bathroom and mandi laju-laju. I'm afraid that tiba-tiba air tak ade masa i tengah mandi. Bahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Then, when I was raiding Sara's locker to find a nice baju kurung to wear for today, suddenly.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jeng jeng jeng..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a text from my class mate "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wawa, class cancel&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;WHUTTA FCUK?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next time, I should listen to my heart. Listen to my instinct. Coz my instinct is always right! I should believe in myself after this.&lt;br /&gt;I knew it! I knew it! If I have known about this earlier, that my class is canceled, I should have just went back home with my brother and sister yesterday! I nak balikkkk semalam!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I follow my instinct yesterday, I'm already so happy in my pinky room. OMG! I AM SO FRUSTRATED RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*frust menonggeng til 2pm(coz my bus is at this time)*&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/1915979843740220031-1215679730206115277?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/1215679730206115277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=1215679730206115277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1215679730206115277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/1215679730206115277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-like-shit.html' title='I feel like a shit'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7846479901843694757</id><published>2009-07-16T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T00:02:47.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm getting even more annoying these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Please believe me. I'm not lying or trying to get your attention or whatever not. This is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to irritate people a lot these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest passion? Singing so horribly to my boyfriend. But he thinks it's cute and adorable. He even asked me to sing for him every night.&lt;br /&gt;Cool kan?&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/1915979843740220031-7846479901843694757?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7846479901843694757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7846479901843694757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7846479901843694757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7846479901843694757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/07/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-7849234441170189448</id><published>2009-07-15T12:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:47:21.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mode</title><content type='html'>My life is getting better, I think.. Someone wise told me that I have to be strong and the feeling of "nak balikkkk!!!" will soon go away and things will get better in time. I hope so. I really do hope so. I miss my family weyh!&lt;br /&gt;Last night, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(macam biasa)&lt;/span&gt; I cried again after I talked with my little brother. He called me and asked, when I wanna come home. Oh, my baby brother miss me. He is still my old budak gemuk after all, eventhough die dah kacak sekarang ni. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yess, I think I did well in my CSC test. I scored my forum weyh! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Without any preparation at all ok? &lt;/span&gt;Gile bangga diri. KUDOS to my team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life here in Kuantan is not so bad after all. I'm starting to like it here. It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wayyy wayy&lt;/span&gt; better than other UiTM small campuses tawu x? I dah ade ramai kawan now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ayah told me that he wants me to do well in my exam, then baru I get my own laptop. Aiyakk.. -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have nothing to blog about. My posts are getting more boring kan? Benci betul!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-7849234441170189448?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/7849234441170189448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=7849234441170189448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7849234441170189448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/7849234441170189448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-mode.html' title='Happy Mode'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1915979843740220031.post-8250654541349083110</id><published>2009-07-05T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:39:39.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>1. Is my blog &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;too pinky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2. Do you think Jacko is really dead?&lt;br /&gt;3. Am I fat? REALLY, HONESTLY! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jangan nak jaga hati yer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. Is my hair &lt;em&gt;toooooo looongggggg and booooriiiingggg??&lt;/em&gt; *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you feel like you are in danger? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*ok, please ignore this question. bodoh gile kot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. I think my dad looks like Jalaluddin Hassan. Agree or not?&lt;br /&gt;7. Which Transformers movie do you prefer? The first or the latest one?&lt;br /&gt;8. How far would you go to have body like Megan Fox's?&lt;br /&gt;9. Yes or No? My lips are like Angelina Jolie's. MUAHAHAHA. I AM SO EFFING VAIN!&lt;br /&gt;10. Siapa suka Michael Jackson? Angkat kaki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These questions are random. No animals were harmed during the making of these survey. And oh no, you won't get anything in return if you answer this but my gratitude. Cewahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happen when you stay at home on Sunday, alone in the room. You have nothing to do so you make up something so silly like these questions. At least, I've done something productive. Tadaaaa! Innit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm a pervert. Coz I will look at a man's butt the first time I met a guy. It will go automatically you know. It goes like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hye, I'm Abu &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(bukan nama sebenar).&lt;/span&gt; Yours? (smiling)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(smiling jugak, but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my eyes will look at his butt,&lt;/span&gt; then..) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Najwa, but you can call me Wawa"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whutta heck is wrong with me wey? I don't wanna be a pervert.. boo-hoo :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1915979843740220031-8250654541349083110?l=namiami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/feeds/8250654541349083110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1915979843740220031&amp;postID=8250654541349083110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8250654541349083110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1915979843740220031/posts/default/8250654541349083110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namiami.blogspot.com/2009/07/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>najwa arifah ismail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709733980112839371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZrGfB55lFs/S3w-x2gwT-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/cu60UozhS1Q/S220/DSC_0216.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
