<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571</id><updated>2012-01-30T01:04:29.986-08:00</updated><category term='S'/><title type='text'>Amalina' fullstop</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-1024717174591038451</id><published>2012-01-29T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T01:04:29.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clearance, done.</title><content type='html'>Kalau macam ini lama-lama, otak gua boleh jadi beku.&lt;br /&gt;Too much holidays ain't good for your brain, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau dah tengah belajar nak pulak cuti, bila dah cuti lama tak sabar pulak nak belajar balik. ironi di situ.&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/-d8I2sVdwz5U/TyYqh024nUI/AAAAAAAACx0/oA3UjaKy8cA/s1600/IMG_0831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8I2sVdwz5U/TyYqh024nUI/AAAAAAAACx0/oA3UjaKy8cA/s320/IMG_0831.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uitm Merbok, tasik tempat famous kat sana.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ni baru boleh cakap "gua dah buat clearance, lu orang bila lagi?" haha. Done with clearance, stayed one night at El-Zahrah hotel with Azza, Natra and Fatihah. Notes on the new experience ; I can take care of myself now and being independent handling things on my own. Good outcome. DUDE, I AM FREAKING 20!&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/-QynIsSnzejU/TyYsGtHTJEI/AAAAAAAACx8/PeojhgCsxMk/s1600/426244_140042539448223_100003274333957_161205_874702352_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QynIsSnzejU/TyYsGtHTJEI/AAAAAAAACx8/PeojhgCsxMk/s320/426244_140042539448223_100003274333957_161205_874702352_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best gila la dengan dorang ni pergi balik Merbok buat clearance, laugh our lungs out all the way even the smallest thing pun boleh jadi jokes. From pillow talk that lastly turn into camwhore moment. Plus, that morning when I woke up next to ze girls, the exuberant joy I feel is one of the precious moment and I still can't believe it that we managed to crammed the four of us on the same bed. It was queen bed to be precise. Haha insane. Reminiscing the time I used to had there feel so surreal but life is moving forward, isn't it? &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Typical me, ineffable mixed thoughts, always have. &lt;/span&gt;We take a walk around, play arcade games, eat, eat, and eat. haha! It was fun. Dan, terima kasih banyak-banyak kepada Agas sebab sudi tumpangkan kami, kebetulan dia pun buat clearance. Alhamdulillah for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu benda lawak yang yang berlaku apabila aku berseloroh dengan Azza. "Za, kau jangan nak pandang aku serong sangat lah kan" dengan blur nya dia jawab "hah? bila masa aku juling?" Pause di situ. Juling dengan serong bukan dua cara pandangan yang berbeza ke? The rest of us laugh hard burst with emotions. haha! Azza, azza, aku harap kau dapat control ke-nervous-an kau. haha. Love you guys anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s ; tapi ktm band tak cukup dua orang lah. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-1024717174591038451?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1024717174591038451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1024717174591038451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2012/01/clearance-done.html' title='Clearance, done.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8I2sVdwz5U/TyYqh024nUI/AAAAAAAACx0/oA3UjaKy8cA/s72-c/IMG_0831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-739730156120946553</id><published>2012-01-12T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:25:21.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;12 Jan&lt;/span&gt; ; The date I've been waiting for, but in the same time I don't feel almost anything exactly. What are you kidding me this is the third time I've been dealing with Muet. Of course I have reduce the nervousness. Yes people, third time I had taken Muet and praise to Allah only this time it's worth every sweat of my hard work and whatever I've through. I just want to see that number. 4. And that would be enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier that night when some of my pals were busy updating their tweets about Muet I have no idea why I've been so calm, least interested to update anything about Muet as usually I would tweet almost about anything on twitter. But then I stopped tweeting upon unnecessary things, not long ago. No problem at all, I just thought that some things are better left untweet, keep it to myself. In accordance, I believe if you are one of my followers, you would have noticed that I rarely floods your timeline anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things running through my mind. Did I pass this time? or didn't I?&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; I was in close but no cigar, at that moment being&lt;/span&gt;. Mentally and emotionally I was ready cause I prepare for the best and expect the worst. Like always. Tepat jam 12, my curiosity killed the cat and I grab my phone started to compose a new massage, and guess what? Funny thing happened. I received a text from Maxis first asking me to top up. Hahaa I don't have sufficient credit to make calls or send sms-es and I laugh myself off that time. Punya lah gua dah taip sume sekali check baki akuan, kosong sen da. haha. So without further due, I put myself to sleep. Dalam perjalanan gua nak naik ke bulan, 30 minutes later approximately, I received another text but I didn't open it thinking it would be just another random text from Maxis. Ya, hanya maxis je yang setia bagi mesej kat gua tiap masa. Then I received another. Yes, again. Couldn't stand the annoying sound of the text alert I reluctantly read the text with one eye open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baam! I was wrong, it was not from Maxis this time but from Along Ucop, congratulate me and he send the copy of my Muet result. Meaning that he checked the result for me without my consent. I paused. First, alhamdulillah I got band 4. Second, how do along ucop knows my identification number? I smell something fishy there but screw all these doubts, this ain't a cook and bull story bro. I scream and happy. Alhamdulillah. I nailed it this time.&amp;nbsp;I couldn't stop thanking god. True what they say, once a girl, will always be a girl right. As expected, I cried. No matter how many times I remembered myself that I shall not get too emotional, but I failed. The feeling of getting what you always wanted after all this while finally came, aaah blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of everything, main point is to make my parents proud of me and I sort of did. Alhamdulillah.&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; Allah is fully aware, keep your faith. What's important is the energy you create for yourself.&lt;/span&gt; Positive thinking :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to congratulate semua rakan-rakan yang mengambil muet, tahniah semua. We've done our best, the enthusiasm yang penting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s ; Masih mencari-cari rahsia along ucop macam mana jadi hackers terhebat ni? Bahaya. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-739730156120946553?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/739730156120946553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/739730156120946553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2012/01/empat.html' title='Empat'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-8705562690500393481</id><published>2012-01-05T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T07:52:12.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buat relax jela</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 300px; width: 450px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PSPiECkZ1Uk?version=3&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PSPiECkZ1Uk?version=3&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="450" height="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed by his french rap thing.&lt;br /&gt;Okay gua faham kenapa lu orang suka Caprice sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I don't need a mistletoe."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I just wanna kiss you everyday lama-lama."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;Okay Caprice, i buat relax jela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-8705562690500393481?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8705562690500393481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8705562690500393481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2012/01/buat-relax-jela.html' title='Buat relax jela'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-8140014094776744966</id><published>2011-12-29T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T02:31:26.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>19TH</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/-RsquIOSgQts/TvwhxuuB75I/AAAAAAAACwY/nEc0elBzgkc/s1600/amalinaa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RsquIOSgQts/TvwhxuuB75I/AAAAAAAACwY/nEc0elBzgkc/s320/amalinaa.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am legal now. haha. I recently turned 19, exactly a week ago and I don't quite celebrate it like having party at my house or so and I don't have any wishlist on my birthday to ask from anyone. I feel strange, in a good way I think. I mean I keep wondering where will I be when I turn 20, 30, 40. &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everyone gets old but not everyone grows up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Say if you're 30's, Are you where you wanted to be when you were 20's? I can't really remember exactly what I wanted to be when I was 10. was it lawyer? ahahaa I think so. Time goes quickly when you get older, couldn't agree more and now that I'm 19 which is consider to be still young but I'm thinking about next couple of years, I will strive to do even better. I'm still the girl on her way to figure out how I'm going to make things happen in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot. Maybe not everything yet but enough to keep myself in self aware zone. Mistakes that I've done should not be repeated thus I promise myself. At this tender age, I don't care about competing to be better than anyone but all I'm concern is to be better than myself, each day. As long as I can live, as long as I keep my dreams alive, as long as I have family and friends there for me, the most important as long as I am blessed by Allah, I will survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 29th of dec is my sister's birthday. Happy birthday to my sister, love you long time!&lt;br /&gt;19 years of my existence, still rocking my own beat. Terima kasih dan alhamdulillah untuk segalanya Ya Allah. Thank you for the birthday wishes.&lt;br /&gt;Keluarga dan rakans-rakans. haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s ; &lt;b&gt;The Singapore trip was awesome&lt;/b&gt;! Will find some time to blog about it, later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-8140014094776744966?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8140014094776744966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8140014094776744966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/12/19th.html' title='19TH'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RsquIOSgQts/TvwhxuuB75I/AAAAAAAACwY/nEc0elBzgkc/s72-c/amalinaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-2259303304690499937</id><published>2011-12-08T04:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T04:59:49.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUCK IN THE MOMENT</title><content type='html'>Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now. Too bad dear self, there ain't no genie I could use to grant my wishes. Truth to be told, I'm nervous for Muet result this time. Aku belum tahu tarikh exact Muet keluar tapi cuak lah rasa macam esok dah nak keluar. I have no idea for what will going on with my future undertaking. Well, I consider future as inevitable due to the nature of reality and time. What separated me and my imaginary plan I had in mind is, reality. So the best way is studying yesterday's and today's changes and prepare to tomorrow and the day after. Sometimes, the smallest matter can be the most important factor to change one life. Should or should not. One easy step yet tricky which can lead to massive changes. Fuhh. Regardless of the prevailing circumstances, sometimes you just gotta be your own hero and save your own little heart. I dislike the concept of approaches to the old problems. Therefore, stay positive and do it right. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang yang gagal selepas usaha itu adalah hikmah. Tapi, orang yang gagal tanpa usaha itu adalah... lu fikir lah sendiri.&amp;nbsp;Esok macam kabur, power spec dah naik kot. Haha. Bak kata Patrick Dixon, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"Take hold of the future or the future will take hold of you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-2259303304690499937?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2259303304690499937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2259303304690499937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/12/stuck-in-moment.html' title='STUCK IN THE MOMENT'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-7882864513023499547</id><published>2011-12-07T01:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T01:33:58.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>khas buat along ucop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a.k.a YMS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mk9OnzgUEz0/Tt8vrtQwkFI/AAAAAAAACsc/2sgTzPI5pro/s1600/44288_1610105133021_1248021845_1770848_3149937_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mk9OnzgUEz0/Tt8vrtQwkFI/AAAAAAAACsc/2sgTzPI5pro/s320/44288_1610105133021_1248021845_1770848_3149937_n.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;selamat hari lahir along ucop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sorry lambat wish, raikan hari jadi dengan kemenangan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gembira dan sehat sentiasa :) &lt;i&gt;bersama buah hati.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Serious best gila dapat kenal along ucop ahahaaa harap kawan sampai bila2&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jadi abang kepada izzah, tehC, ammar dan syamira :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 dari kami&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s; dah 19. teruskan berblog, dan semoga cita-cita anda tercapai. amin.&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/2150001853652512571-7882864513023499547?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/7882864513023499547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/7882864513023499547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/12/khas-buat-along-ucop.html' title='khas buat along ucop!'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mk9OnzgUEz0/Tt8vrtQwkFI/AAAAAAAACsc/2sgTzPI5pro/s72-c/44288_1610105133021_1248021845_1770848_3149937_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-4921305214306524674</id><published>2011-12-04T07:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T04:21:14.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jadi?</title><content type='html'>Aku asyik fikir benda ni berulang kali.&lt;br /&gt;Semak betul minda aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kereta, misalnya.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau ada kereta, memang senang. Tak dinafikan, cepat, selesa yelah dah nama kereta tu kau yang punya memang kau lah yang dapat manfaatnya tapi kontranya pada&amp;nbsp;duit minyak, duit tol. Tu belum masuk segala service kereta yang perlu dibuat sekali beberapa bulan. Kalau nasib malang, terlibat dalam accident. Duit lagi. Cumalah aku rasa bagi orang yang sederhana macam aku ni, ada yang mampu, ada yang tidak. Tapi kalau bagi orang yang kurang bernasib baik tu macam mana pula?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tiada kereta, susah bro. Lagi-lagi zaman sekarang dah semakin maju, bangunan pun dah nak sampai cakar langit aku ingat zaman 2020 nanti, handphone nokia tu dah tak ada siapa pun nak pakai.Tak ada kereta, save duit minyak, save duit tol. Memang kenderaan awam berlambak kat luar sana tapi aku perhati 50% kenderaan awam dah jadi hak milik pendatang luar. Bas Klang, jangan cakaplah. Aku boleh gerenti 90% dah didominasi oleh pendatang-pendatang luar. Sesak, sempit, kang tercuit sana tercuit sini bikin panas. Tu belum masuk satu lagi faktor nak tunggu bas tu tiba dan belum tentu bas tiba tepat pada masanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masalah. Aku faham, bumi mana yang tak ditimpa hujan. Tapi kalau masalah yang sama berulang banyak kali, memang penat bro. Ya Allah, hidup ni memang menarik. I trust in You, dear the almight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pun tak tahu tapi sejak-sejak ni, aku asyik ambil serious benda-benda berkaitan hidup ni. Oh, iya, aku dah nak hampir 19. Kalau umur macam ni tak matang lagi, aku mesti tembak diri aku. Haha, kidding. Memang nyata ah, setiap benda ada baik buruknya. Jadi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s; Selamanya Harimau Malaya. Aku nak jadi Ultras Malaya ah. Pemain number 1, &lt;i&gt;Khairul Fahmi Che Mat, goalkeeper harimau malaya, gua peminat lu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-4921305214306524674?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4921305214306524674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4921305214306524674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/12/jadi.html' title='Jadi?'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-982361766444216195</id><published>2011-11-30T03:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T17:01:40.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1433 HIJRAH :)</title><content type='html'>Salam Maal Hijrah buat semua muslim saya ucapkan. Eventhough today has passed few days since the first date of maal hijrah but I am strongly believe in 'better late than never' thus I think it should be fine to make the post now. Just like the others, I hope I would be better servant to god, be better in everything than last year. There's only one corner I can be certain of, that is improving myself. Truly, over this year I have learn a lot. There's joy, sadness, madness, dramas and everything. I take those as a bittersweet memories and all the mistakes that I've done, I learn from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Its not what you do, it's how you do it. Its not what you see, its how you look at it. Its not how your life is, its how you live it&lt;/span&gt;. The act of modesty and faith. Failure is a myth, life is a process so keep learning that's essential. :) To add, I'm so excited waiting for december and it's coming tomorrow so yeay for that! I just love being in December. December is my month. hehe. Interesting stuff await me. My birthday, my family and I will be going to Jb-Singapore. That's the plan for holiday, hopefully everything goes as planned, insyallah. Too much sugar in my blood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmG4-3bod_s/TtbQgH4iodI/AAAAAAAACsU/c6sCZgIQAFA/s1600/DSC_0483.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmG4-3bod_s/TtbQgH4iodI/AAAAAAAACsU/c6sCZgIQAFA/s320/DSC_0483.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I would like to give a birthday shout out to cik Natra Adibah yang comel, may god bless you babe and thank you for everything that we went through, I appreciate that and I cherish every moment of it. Paling tak boleh lupa kau, aku, azza dan termasuk dua roomate aku lagi teha dan ira selalu buat joke yang only we could understand it, our inside out joke dan terima kasih kerana memberi advice, segala macam benda yang kau dah tunjuk ajar kat aku, just thank you. Salah satu kawan yang buat hari-hari aku ceria masa kat Merbok yang jauh dan kepanasanya pun lebih jauh dari Selangor. Eventhough you always come up with silly ideas but to think of it, you have enlightened me. Aku harap lepas ni, kita dapat buat benda-benda yang kita buat kat merbok dulu malam-malam, belajar semua and paling penting, jum shushi together! ahahaa. Walaupun lepas ni kita mungkin tak jumpa or jauh, kau ingat lah segala bende yang kita pernah buat bersama-sama. Kita semua :) Dan terakhir, semoga berbahagia dengan ehem ehem :D&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;There goes a saying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;'friendship isn't a big thing, it's a million things&lt;/span&gt;' and with that, I am thankful to god for giving me such friends that have enlightened my days. :) My friends, *you guys know who you are* hope to meet you people again, dear awesome human. :)&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: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-982361766444216195?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/982361766444216195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/982361766444216195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/11/1433-hijrah.html' title='1433 HIJRAH :)'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmG4-3bod_s/TtbQgH4iodI/AAAAAAAACsU/c6sCZgIQAFA/s72-c/DSC_0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-4416463928222894374</id><published>2011-11-28T20:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T20:22:02.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT SO CLEVERBOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LdW49aDjyCI/TtRc5aCUCXI/AAAAAAAACrs/rUXbEYeovPQ/s1600/Untitled44.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LdW49aDjyCI/TtRc5aCUCXI/AAAAAAAACrs/rUXbEYeovPQ/s400/Untitled44.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*click to enlarge*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa cleverbot ni pandai mengayat ah. Yes,Yes I was bored and I did this. haha! Blue colored line from cleverbot and black is mine. Funny. Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-4416463928222894374?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4416463928222894374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4416463928222894374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/11/not-so-cleverbot.html' title='NOT SO CLEVERBOT'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LdW49aDjyCI/TtRc5aCUCXI/AAAAAAAACrs/rUXbEYeovPQ/s72-c/Untitled44.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-6388037874880599881</id><published>2011-11-20T16:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T19:22:50.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another morning.</title><content type='html'>Monday morning and I ain't feel that monday blues. I have been disconnected from the social networking world quite a while now. I am too busy living a hectic life, recently. It is not easy working. I bet every work has it own challenges. My cousins and I have worked with my uncle for the past three weeks. I don't quite call it as an official work because I'm just helping out but I still consider it as a work as I do the work. aah you got me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taught myself a valuable lesson after watching how I met your mother just now. Sometimes you think you have the right to swallow your anger and spit it out right to someone's face but actually you just have to let it go so you can move on. Of course even if you have moved on, the past will always find it ways to keep up with you. Tie myself &amp;nbsp;tight so I won't fall that way again. Who will take a blame for you? The answer is yourself. To please everyone in our life is not an easy task to do, we can't infact. Tolerate and consideration is needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, from a fickle-minded woman who doesn't believe true love exists to quirky young woman, Zooey Deschanel is the new girl! Katy Perry look alike. She's cute man! I like her a lot. Tadaaaaaa!&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/-Xd8NkmonXVk/Tsmdu16mLgI/AAAAAAAACrk/AFc5pLrc_H8/s1600/zooey-deschanel-interview-new-girl_article_story_main.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xd8NkmonXVk/Tsmdu16mLgI/AAAAAAAACrk/AFc5pLrc_H8/s400/zooey-deschanel-interview-new-girl_article_story_main.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ain't she's cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s; Rindu nak pergi kelas, rindu nak makan kat foodcourt, rakan-rakan merbok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-6388037874880599881?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6388037874880599881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6388037874880599881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-another-morning.html' title='Just another morning.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xd8NkmonXVk/Tsmdu16mLgI/AAAAAAAACrk/AFc5pLrc_H8/s72-c/zooey-deschanel-interview-new-girl_article_story_main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-6868109914012041569</id><published>2011-11-16T08:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T08:48:41.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It will rain.</title><content type='html'>Quick update. A short one. I've been quite busy lately. Sibuk dengan hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 300px; width: 450px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W-w3WfgpcGg?version=3&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W-w3WfgpcGg?version=3&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="450" height="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me like this song! I guess this time Bruno Mars really pours out his feeling in this video. Cuddle and kisses everywhere, how romantic is that? plus he looks hot! *drool sekejap* I wonder why he always come up with intense love songs. *fikirpanjang*&amp;nbsp;I like cuddle! Just to add. *tibatiba* haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&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/-fVoJ0ykE1mM/TsPlN8nJGzI/AAAAAAAACrc/fCyyOnvyP4U/s1600/kembar2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fVoJ0ykE1mM/TsPlN8nJGzI/AAAAAAAACrc/fCyyOnvyP4U/s400/kembar2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeayy my twinny cousins is now graduated from their kindergarten. I was there on that day, followed my aunty. Congratulations, Muhammad Qayyum Aiman and Khairun Nisa' Nadhirah. I just feel like uploading this picture and I remember someone told me that kids are innocent. If only they knew what life awaits for them. Kids, whatever may come in your life, just be strong. Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-6868109914012041569?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6868109914012041569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6868109914012041569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-will-rain.html' title='It will rain.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fVoJ0ykE1mM/TsPlN8nJGzI/AAAAAAAACrc/fCyyOnvyP4U/s72-c/kembar2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-5145818885125595156</id><published>2011-11-13T04:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T06:56:35.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fit the four in one.</title><content type='html'>This one for Khaleeqa Idrus, Muhammad Adzhim, Azza Mazlan and Edy Nuar. I'll be answering all this tagged thing in one post and friendly warning to you who read this (kalau ada) this might be a long long post so the close tab is yours to click. Now. haha kidding, alright here we go.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;1.You&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;post these rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;2.Each person must post&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;11 things about themselves&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;in their journal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;3.Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post. And&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;create eleven new questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the people you tagged to answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;4.You have to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;choose 11 people to tag&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and link them on the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;5.Go to their page and tell them you have tagged HIM/HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;6.No tag back!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;7.No stuff in the tagging section about "YOU ARE TAGGED IF YOU ARE READING THIS" YOU LEGITIMATELY (a.k.a REALLY, TRUST, WITH ALL HONESTY) have tagged 11 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;Firstly, rules number 2 I am too lazy to obey you. This is my blog, I play by my rules so I won't do it in journal style as stated above, I'm just gonna list out. Here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Eleven things about myself :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;1. Decent. really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;2. A little bit witty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;3. I loveeee to talk and laugh. A LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;4. Positively fickle-minded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;5. A little dowdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;6. I create scene in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;7. Hopeless romantic. haha teach me really how to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;8. I never get attached to somebody or to be exact, I'm single and still.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;9. Can be so absurd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;10. I'm rocking my own beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;Tagged from Khaleeqa :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What is your deepest fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;God and death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Describe me in three words.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You are a great listener, cute and argumentative debater :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What do you think of PPSMI?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;One of the best alternative to improve the standard of malaysian study system :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Your favorite childhood cartoon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;SCOOBY DOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What is so uncool about Dato’ Siti Nurhaliza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;haha well, she's just fine with her song but aaah it's hard to explain here, seriously haha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;How do you deal with fucking annoying lecturers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Just smile kot tapi bila sampai limit, pakai headphone and turn up your playlist volume. hee *bad,bad example* sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Who are you closer with? Mother or father? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;tricky question. I look up to them in certain situation differently so yeah tapi mestilah lebih senang dengan my mum, and my dad too. Okay no, mom mom. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Your favourite blog that you won’t ever miss out its updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Leloveimage.blogspot.com Go, check it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you met our current Prime Minister, what would you say to him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;had no idea. *I don't like talking about my political views in public* no offense on that. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you could go back in time, which year would you go back to? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Umm, when I was 1 to 6, in between. What are you kidding me, I am effortlessly stunning at that age. haha no that's not the main reason. I just wanna have my chilhood memory back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Which one is actually more essential? Geography or pornography? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;I dislike geography and certainly never make a pornography as the essential one. haha taktaulah babe. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;_______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tagged from Muhammad Adzhim :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;1) &amp;nbsp;What is your favourite movie? And why you love it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I have so many favourite movie but two of them that I'm obsessed with is, 500 hundred days of summer and Salt. All time favourite. I really am attracted to the story line of 500 hundred days of summer and for salt I think I need not to explain more, amazing story and simply because I adore Angelina Jolie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;2) Which one do you prefer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;a) Korean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;b)Hindustan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;c)Indonesian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;d)Phillipine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Aah, korean kut. Not because I like k-pop but I wanna try their foods and the places looks amazing too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;3) What is your bad memories?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Hahaa jatuh depan orang ramai, MALU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;4) Have you plan about your future and do you decided it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I have been on my mind A LOT lately planning for future, there are many back-up plan tapi tengoklah mcam mana yang sesuai. Buat istikharah dulu :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;5) Your favourite song and why you love it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Make me wanna die from the pretty reckless. cubalah dengar. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;6) What kind of your future husband or wife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I don't really have a type, if I like you then I like you BUT a person with a good sense of humor, can play any instrument, take care of me really well &amp;nbsp;is much preferable senang cerita a man who can keep up with me. Saya suka Bill Rancic! *tetibe* haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;7) Your favourite football team?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Harimau Malaya! hehehehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;8) What do you think about the crisis in the middle east?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;No idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;9) Your second language in degree soon other than English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;French, maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"&gt;10) Suggest the blog that you ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://azimissoauthentic.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://azimissoauthentic.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;seriously, go check his.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;11) what do you think about Yop Qide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Yop, seriously serious aku suka borak ngn hang kalau gossip tu best weh. hehe. Aku rasa, kau seorang yang rock, baik dan easy going. Harap dapat lepak dan jumpa kau lagi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;_________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tagged from Azza Mazlan :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1) What is your priority?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My Lord, my family and some friends that is worth to be kept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2) The song that make you remind of someone? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Here without you by 3 doors down. My friend used to like that song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;3) How do you control your anger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;4) What would you do if you've heard bad rumors about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;First mesti ah rasa macam what the heck, second find an explanation, third punch real hard in the face to someone who made that up, Nah, I wouldn't do the third one my mom taught me more than that. Patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;5) The country you want to go the most? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Buat masa ni, Morocco. It's an interesting place to travel. kut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;6) The celebrity that you want to meet the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Angelina Jolie and Justin Bieber. haha don't judge me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;7)What do you think about arranged marriage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Macam gamble ah kira. Kalau lepas tu bahagia, alhamdulillah tapi kalau tak serasi. uh-uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;8) What do you think about MUET?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;it's good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;9) If you have millions dollar, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;First of all, send my parents to hajj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;10) If you were trapped on a island, name three persons that would you bring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Top from Big bang, second rahsia, third rahsia XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tagged from Edy Nuar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1) Do you watch porn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;what do you think? haha nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2) Do you smoke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;what do you think? haha nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;3) Do you take drugs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Alhamdulillah buat masa ni tak ada masalah yang boleh membuatkan saya nak ambil drugs ya. Eh wait, i thought there's a right portion of drug in some medication? haaahaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;4) Had one night stand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tripod stand adalah, one night stand tak main.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;5) Do you ever believe that Anwar Ibrahim could be the next PM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;No idea.&amp;nbsp;*I don't like talking about my political views in public* no offense on that. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;6) Do you think that Justin Bieber does not have a penis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;what is this what is this question? GRR. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;7) Have you ever heard that Penguin can fly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;haha yeah not penguin but PEGUIN can fly. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;8) Do you have a bf or gf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have girl-friends, and boy-friends but the special one haiyaaa tiada lagi maa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;9) Are you gay or lesbian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Gay traditionally means happy so yeah, I'm gay. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;10) Edy Nuar is ___________. Fill in the blank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;is one of the coolest gang rendek yang selalu menghanjing peguin atau dikenal sebagai azza mazlan and an easy going friend :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;11)&amp;nbsp;Edy Nuar is kind or evil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;kindly evil ah kot hahaaa. baikla baik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;NOW, I'M DONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;phewwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So I won't be tagging any particular person, siapa nak buat sila lah ni questionnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Who are you in love with?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;2)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Your dream vacation?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;3)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Do you miss anyone right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;4)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;5)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Who is the biggest gossiper you know?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;6)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Where were you 3 hours ago?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;7)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;8)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;. Last food that you ate?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;9)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;What is your favorite animal?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;10)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #2f2f2f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Worst injury you've ever had?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye. tke cre!&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/2150001853652512571-5145818885125595156?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5145818885125595156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5145818885125595156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/11/fit-four-in-one.html' title='Fit the four in one.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-1745589261017655780</id><published>2011-11-08T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T11:02:30.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A BIT RELIEVED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yo what's up nigga? Did I just make myself sounded like a douche there? I did. LOL. Okay well not really. Back to main point. The results were out and definitely 4th of Nov is one of unforgettable date for some uitm-ers. On that day, I literally got a brain freeze without even drinking any cold water, my anxiety came off rushing to my nerves before I could calm myself down. I just have to be strong on that particular day. Not sure how I pull myself together but I did, had to. Baam! Alhamdulillah! I passed all the subject and I qualify to pursue degree in law, insyallah. Alhamdulillah for the cgpa. Couldn't ask for more, I am thankful and happy! What is more overwhelming is to see the other friends of mine passed with flying colors too. I am so glad for everyone. Am I sweet or what? I don't know, but the joy shared together is much more enlightened than to celebrate it alone.&amp;nbsp;Here, I want to congratulate each one of my batch-mate for the result and remember there's always another chapter, the apple sure taste good. On a lighter note, may we meet again in Shah Alam insyallah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I now can finally say that I am officially done with Asasi. I cherish every 'bittersweet' moment of it. Next focus on degree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, I'm not gonna rant about my deeper thoughts on this post, I'll do it on the next post when I have time. Wait,&amp;nbsp;I have already think of what to blog on the next post, so unusual me. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Video matlutfi ni sajian untuk anda dari saya.Tengoklah tengoklah. Tanak? Tanak sudah lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salam.&lt;/div&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;object style="height: 300px; width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W908tu3HYZY?version=3&amp;feature=player_profilepage"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W908tu3HYZY?version=3&amp;feature=player_profilepage" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Matlutfi, meh high ten sikit! brilliant! loikeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-1745589261017655780?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1745589261017655780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1745589261017655780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/11/bit-relieved.html' title='A BIT RELIEVED'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-8201132739678085854</id><published>2011-10-23T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T09:02:21.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OctTwtFest</title><content type='html'>So this one will be a very quick update. Went to #octwtfest with Diida our driver of the day, Leekha and Zura. It's an event for all the tweet peeps to gather and meet each other in real life plus there's a lot of games, booth open and there are many celebs that take part in this event too. Too many to mention, malas nak cakap banyak but I do had funnnn with the girls to be exact and that is the purpose kan, to have fun so yeah I did.&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/-MfuO6sWz0Ms/TqQq4vuDExI/AAAAAAAACp0/UA3iDsxtxr4/s1600/DSC_2458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MfuO6sWz0Ms/TqQq4vuDExI/AAAAAAAACp0/UA3iDsxtxr4/s320/DSC_2458.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lZBRvArZmbk/TqQq6Y96XsI/AAAAAAAACp8/HJgQZu58Swk/s1600/DSC_2460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lZBRvArZmbk/TqQq6Y96XsI/AAAAAAAACp8/HJgQZu58Swk/s320/DSC_2460.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9JClXNgZ95c/TqQq72o8wZI/AAAAAAAACqE/6Tn1d1WTAVI/s1600/DSC_2470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9JClXNgZ95c/TqQq72o8wZI/AAAAAAAACqE/6Tn1d1WTAVI/s320/DSC_2470.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;noh hujan!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8VY2BhLPX0/TqQq9mB8VoI/AAAAAAAACqM/j10V0KI9mTI/s1600/DSC_2477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C8VY2BhLPX0/TqQq9mB8VoI/AAAAAAAACqM/j10V0KI9mTI/s320/DSC_2477.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c8_iUdIZLZs/TqQq_ONly0I/AAAAAAAACqU/rj0SRVYYft0/s1600/DSC_2486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c8_iUdIZLZs/TqQq_ONly0I/AAAAAAAACqU/rj0SRVYYft0/s320/DSC_2486.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EtK4I-V02a4/TqQvLnSaU9I/AAAAAAAACq0/MBQ0HoJqR40/s1600/318315_308157059200792_100000195004533_1499047_1808699104_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EtK4I-V02a4/TqQvLnSaU9I/AAAAAAAACq0/MBQ0HoJqR40/s320/318315_308157059200792_100000195004533_1499047_1808699104_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;this one from maya's. me, lekha, zura and maya. glad to meet you maya!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GW3h_JInMsU/TqQrc8hIDdI/AAAAAAAACqk/S1cPdYu749s/s1600/IMG-20111022-01264-5%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GW3h_JInMsU/TqQrc8hIDdI/AAAAAAAACqk/S1cPdYu749s/s320/IMG-20111022-01264-5%25281%2529.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;this is actually my fav! with the lovely Shera Aiyob, yes I'm twices bigger than her! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Didn't take a lot of picture, the crowd is madness broo. seriously. I got another fav photo to share actually, the one I took with Zahiril Adzhim but it was not in my camera, it was in diida's. Okay tu je nak bagitahu. hehe. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-8201132739678085854?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8201132739678085854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8201132739678085854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/10/octtwtfest.html' title='OctTwtFest'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MfuO6sWz0Ms/TqQq4vuDExI/AAAAAAAACp0/UA3iDsxtxr4/s72-c/DSC_2458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-8559627048407908919</id><published>2011-10-17T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T03:34:48.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get a heart.</title><content type='html'>Something or someone, in a certain way compels the mind of people. As for me, I compel the admiration in my own right. Why do I start off stuff like this? Because I've been having crush on someone that I have never met, never interact and to be exact the one I found on social networking. But, I bet this happens to every girl as well, I know lots of my friend did. haha! But that's not a big deal I mean everyone's having a crush. You've gotta be kidding me if you haven't been in crush to any guy/girl. After all, it is just a crush, sooner or later it will go away when you have found someone you truly and genuinely love. But I got to admit this time hits me real hard. Darn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure out everything in life that is worth is hard. Yes, life's short without you realizing it, in the mean time you gotta find something meaningful to live with. Aah, I hope I can take my own advice now. Have you ever feel like a real need to express something but you don't know what it is that you want to express or how to express it? This happens to me, big time. So I guess I can't go listening to every fucking little negativity runs through my head cause I'll go nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukak facebook just to update status, likes, and wish people's birthday. Other than that, I find it boring already but anyhow you can still find me there. I need a real social life as in some activities that worth to fill my leisure time now with ze friends. Oh, I wanna go swim with dolphins! Or working. I found one but haven't go to work cause it was my idea to finish the muet thingy first then I'll put hundred percent commitment on working. Thank you to my uncle for the job offer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often imagine how people would react to my death cause funny when your dead how people start listening.&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/-v2zyZT-LaT0/Tp0Rv5Fa4AI/AAAAAAAACps/Ten2h3QhXSA/s1600/tumblr_lpll4zye5m1qg425oo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v2zyZT-LaT0/Tp0Rv5Fa4AI/AAAAAAAACps/Ten2h3QhXSA/s400/tumblr_lpll4zye5m1qg425oo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I like her looks!&lt;/span&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: left;"&gt;That's pretty much it. Wish me luck on Muet and I hope I'll do excellent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-8559627048407908919?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8559627048407908919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8559627048407908919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-heart.html' title='Get a heart.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v2zyZT-LaT0/Tp0Rv5Fa4AI/AAAAAAAACps/Ten2h3QhXSA/s72-c/tumblr_lpll4zye5m1qg425oo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-5331677700340801221</id><published>2011-10-06T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T09:15:24.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST TONIGHT.</title><content type='html'>Dalam hidup, akan tiba suatu saat datang satu kesusahan sampai kau rasa nak give up, like nobody cares not even your friends, wanting to scream your heart, lungs, brain out and desperately looking for someone to help. Masa tu baru kau cari tuhan minta pertolongan. Masa tu baru kau rasa rugi, dan sangat rugi sebab sewaktu senang kau lupa untuk hargai. Itu namanya dugaan. Sabar, tabah. Percaya pada Allah. Hadapi dengan senyuman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's fine for now. Alhamdulillah. In case you're wondering how am I doing? I'm still breathing, alive and kicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object style="height: 250px; width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_2YBniVxXn8?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_2YBniVxXn8?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;terimalah sajian lagu untuk malam ini,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-5331677700340801221?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5331677700340801221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5331677700340801221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-tonight.html' title='JUST TONIGHT.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-1674944477919278133</id><published>2011-10-03T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T23:31:01.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT DO I DO?</title><content type='html'>I'm bored. There's no one in this house except me. They went to work so I was actually browsing the net and I found thousand one facts about zodiac. ZODIAC? Oh please. I never believed all those zodiac craps. I remember when we were small, we believe everything that the horoscope got to say. Funny. I think they just made that up for people to have fun believing but until I read about capricon, dang I realize it was the best zodiac income and obviously you can tell that's because I am a capricon. Sounds bias. Heh. Somehow I got attracted to read about capricon and I don't know whether this might be real or just coincidence but most of the facts given suits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think about human in your head is far more annoying then their presence infront of you. Cause you'll keep thinking and get worried and keep wondering how they do. Kids, therefore you need to appreciate people and count every second you spend with them. This is obviously because I miss my friends. And when I started to miss them, I watch how I met your mother, I don't know why I did this instead of texting or calling them. See, the reason why I say HIMYM is my all time favorite because Marshall and Lily have it all together, Ted doesn't give up whenever Robin rejects him and above all Barney had his awesomeness all the way. &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/-rlH30u4J_YU/Toqk_SqASEI/AAAAAAAACpI/d1QfsLPtbfY/s1600/tumblr_lr2o4oV3YU1qg6cgho1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlH30u4J_YU/Toqk_SqASEI/AAAAAAAACpI/d1QfsLPtbfY/s400/tumblr_lr2o4oV3YU1qg6cgho1_500.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;yeah, count me in..&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Until then.&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;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-1674944477919278133?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1674944477919278133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1674944477919278133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-do-i-do.html' title='WHAT DO I DO?'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlH30u4J_YU/Toqk_SqASEI/AAAAAAAACpI/d1QfsLPtbfY/s72-c/tumblr_lr2o4oV3YU1qg6cgho1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-3631151563032366381</id><published>2011-10-02T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T22:45:49.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She got that super bass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Boy you got my heartbeat runnin' away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Beating like a drum and it's coming your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Can't you hear that boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;yeah that's that super bass"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Man! I won't believe myself that I'm listening to her song because I had only one word going on in my mind to sum her up that is, she is way too "colorful" you got what I mean? Daaang, too bushy super brightly colored and she looks just ridiculous aite with her white plus pinky colored hair probably just another singer and all the thoughts goes on and on UNTIL I listen to her song myself, super bass and I was wrong. What I'm trying to deliver here is, you really can't judge a book by it's cover. Really. Well she might be a little too fibrous, but she sure can rap. Totally loving it dude. Thanks to Natra anyway she actually forced me to listen to this and now that I get addicted to it, her fault! Confession to make, I don't really like nor dislike her but I enjoy her talent as in rapping and her songs too :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 300px; width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4JipHEz53sU?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4JipHEz53sU?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Back to life. I feel like a wreck, sinking and sinking. Now that I'm a jobless nut with no money, I am seeking for a job to fulfill my leisure time of 5 months semester break. Seeking for a job is A LOT harder than it sounds so easy aite. Else? Oh, today I saw a very cute and hug able persian cat that prized rm1500! and it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the first sight. I think my heart just fall of gravity. I need to pick it back. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be brutally honest, I had to face muet once again and band 4, please BE with me this time and make me grimly happy to have you once in my lifetime. Deal? I hope by another intake it would push me up to achieve more than 4, yeah I take this as a positive, constructive, and motivational tool to challenge myself though at time I feel jaded. Cliche much eh? If it's need to effect positive change on me, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is trying to confuse me haha but sorry you couldn't faze me, ain't being cooky I'm just vindicated.&amp;nbsp;I came to you in amiable manner so that shouldn't be a problem for you to bitch about. Did I give you a ruthless beating? haha. Enough about that, I promise to myself that I will find a job in any time soon. Vexed and wack. Gotta do it soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, Happy birthday to my sweetheart, Nur Fatihah Nawawi. I love you long time girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Happy always, I got nothing to give you on your birthday but a prayer to you may god bless you and dudee, don't steal my GD and TOP k? haha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fn7I4tcX8Ks/Toh1n3ZZEzI/AAAAAAAACpA/LVKjKf24tJM/s1600/DSC00427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fn7I4tcX8Ks/Toh1n3ZZEzI/AAAAAAAACpA/LVKjKf24tJM/s320/DSC00427.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Terima kasih jadi kawan aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Terima kasih tolong aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Terima kasih sebab sabar dengan aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Terima kasih awak selalu bagi kita makan makanan awak :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Terima kasih bagi kita tukar katil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;dan walaupun kita ada tempat masing2 tapi tiap2 malam kita tarik tilam tidur bawah sebelah-sebelah (*god i miss that!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;walaupun first time awkward gila kenal kau tapi sebenarnya kau lah paling ngam ngn aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and the most, THANK YOU FOR BEING MY FRIEND and you were there, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Rahsia gua kalau lu kasi bocor, wa cari lu sampai lubang cacing haa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Much more active on twitter. Feel free to follow me there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;May peace be upon you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-3631151563032366381?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/3631151563032366381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/3631151563032366381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/10/she-got-that-super-bass.html' title='She got that super bass.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fn7I4tcX8Ks/Toh1n3ZZEzI/AAAAAAAACpA/LVKjKf24tJM/s72-c/DSC00427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-257875524638072602</id><published>2011-09-26T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T21:59:01.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Merbok.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;THAT'S A WRAP FOR FOUNDATION IN LAW, DEAR PRE-LAWRIANS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At first "wow, I never knew this place even exist" , &amp;nbsp;"god, Merbok is one of the hottest place in Malaysia" , "Okay nak balik"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was before, on 25th of May 2010. For the first time I went to a place to study name Uitm Merbok. Time sure flies so fast while we're having fun. Honestly saying I've never been so sad to leave school compared to when I was in high school but that's a lot different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all my life I never knew this gonna be one of the beautiful memory I've ever had. The time we treasure together it stays forever even we were far apart. I keep thinking will everything always be the same? When we leave this place we won't coming back, or no more hanging out cause we're in a different track. Life is moving on and we can't slow it down but these memories are playing like a film without a sound. I didn't know much of love from strangers but it came too soon when I met them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had sort of many memories with them despise the conflict happen, well yeah shit happens everyday right? There's joy, there's fun, there's a sad time, there's every emotion in it. Mix feeling but at the end of the day there's only one word to sum up everything. SURREAL. yes. The tears came off rushing down my cheek on 25th of September 2011 which few days ago when I realize that was the last day I was be able to see all my friends, there's a slim chance for us to hang out everyday like there's no tomorrow but screw distance and we'll meet again one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything we had, every moment we've been together, every second we cherish with love, I am truly thankful to god for giving me such a big family but this is life. Nothing will stay forever. Farewell Merbok, farewell my dear friends and may we meet again in any happier times. This is one of the life changing experience and loads of memory to be remembered. :')&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/--LlE2E9KWCo/ToFQRAZ4CjI/AAAAAAAACm4/sCkIlq9Hd50/s1600/one.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LlE2E9KWCo/ToFQRAZ4CjI/AAAAAAAACm4/sCkIlq9Hd50/s320/one.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pl3i, you guys awesome. much love.&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/-4SziKQ7y69g/ToFQw_FPO0I/AAAAAAAACm8/va0xTjIgv_E/s1600/dua.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4SziKQ7y69g/ToFQw_FPO0I/AAAAAAAACm8/va0xTjIgv_E/s320/dua.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tanjung dawai, sem 1 i love you girls.&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/-CUJrFxGiou8/ToFRJmb9YcI/AAAAAAAACnA/Qn8z-HmvPoA/s1600/tiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CUJrFxGiou8/ToFRJmb9YcI/AAAAAAAACnA/Qn8z-HmvPoA/s320/tiga.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem 1. forever will be my 'gang rendek' plus ewan. &lt;i&gt;*haha i miss that pink color phone*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qDAPcom89dM/ToFRd87oZGI/AAAAAAAACnE/FQq99oY-xUU/s1600/empat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qDAPcom89dM/ToFRd87oZGI/AAAAAAAACnE/FQq99oY-xUU/s320/empat.jpg" width="320" /&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;the best 'kereta-mate'&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/-YX7e_ZtTXTI/ToFRvWGapgI/AAAAAAAACnI/XN1_f7p489A/s1600/lima.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YX7e_ZtTXTI/ToFRvWGapgI/AAAAAAAACnI/XN1_f7p489A/s320/lima.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: center;"&gt;one of the best day of 'out and about' together.&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;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://3.bp.blogspot.com/--IdJ86Fe0Iw/ToFS2X8pdMI/AAAAAAAACnU/gTk-WKhPod8/s1600/tujuh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--IdJ86Fe0Iw/ToFS2X8pdMI/AAAAAAAACnU/gTk-WKhPod8/s320/tujuh.jpg" width="176" /&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;thank you nelfi , i love you :)&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/-gPXbYG3hMj4/ToFTZoAeZWI/AAAAAAAACnY/9TeiVyrr_Og/s1600/lapan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPXbYG3hMj4/ToFTZoAeZWI/AAAAAAAACnY/9TeiVyrr_Og/s320/lapan.jpg" width="240" /&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;sem 1, group mate !&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/-GcIY0KXOJBE/ToFTrr1m2iI/AAAAAAAACnc/kjjnXJwLm7g/s1600/sembilan.jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GcIY0KXOJBE/ToFTrr1m2iI/AAAAAAAACnc/kjjnXJwLm7g/s320/sembilan.jpg.jpg" width="240" /&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;sem 1, this bro is so called as caprice. and his point of view is differ, cool.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dN-Hl25z4SU/ToFUFO6EiBI/AAAAAAAACng/83skfuU3y14/s1600/sepuluh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dN-Hl25z4SU/ToFUFO6EiBI/AAAAAAAACng/83skfuU3y14/s320/sepuluh.jpg" width="320" /&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;my sweets angel, my roomies day and night. love :)&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/-cckwKxx1xK4/ToFUU1l2M-I/AAAAAAAACnk/7hMBBiexxus/s1600/sebelas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cckwKxx1xK4/ToFUU1l2M-I/AAAAAAAACnk/7hMBBiexxus/s320/sebelas.jpg" width="320" /&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;i'll definitely kiss you when I had chance. thank you natra :)&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/-QjpbCSVSWbQ/ToFUlnyxPtI/AAAAAAAACno/OlBbvDf0W5I/s1600/dua+belas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QjpbCSVSWbQ/ToFUlnyxPtI/AAAAAAAACno/OlBbvDf0W5I/s320/dua+belas.jpg" width="320" /&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;&amp;nbsp;batu hampar; one of the best event we had :')&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/-RID56u7ASOw/ToFVDn1UxWI/AAAAAAAACns/FxwaJe7o4Sk/s1600/enam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RID56u7ASOw/ToFVDn1UxWI/AAAAAAAACns/FxwaJe7o4Sk/s320/enam.jpg" width="210" /&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;forever will be my favourite roomate &amp;lt;3&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/-60qgjP-y2fc/ToFWA1DQCXI/AAAAAAAACn0/VHqwKoKcbMk/s1600/empat+belas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-60qgjP-y2fc/ToFWA1DQCXI/AAAAAAAACn0/VHqwKoKcbMk/s320/empat+belas.jpg" width="320" /&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: left;"&gt;From Uitm Merbok, to classes to Dewan Perdana to foodcourt to Masria M1-01-04 to Village Mall to Sungai Petani to Tanjung dawai to Batu Hampar to Penang , every second and EVERYTHING , and EVERYONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;THANK YOU :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s ; there's too many pictures to share, from sem 1 until sem 3, i might be making one videos to put it all in one. ahaa great idea.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-257875524638072602?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/257875524638072602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/257875524638072602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/09/farewell-merbok.html' title='Farewell Merbok.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LlE2E9KWCo/ToFQRAZ4CjI/AAAAAAAACm4/sCkIlq9Hd50/s72-c/one.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-2717375931991239373</id><published>2011-09-15T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T22:53:54.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ON HIATUS</title><content type='html'>Foundation in law, Uitm Merbok, Kedah. Last paper for the last semester. On 21/9, 23/9 and 25/9. Hardly surf the net instead just stick around at the library and study. &amp;nbsp;I'm officially dating all the notes and past year questions and we had a bittersweet relationship. Pretty much. It's all gonna end so soon, time to excel! Let's kick the examination butt's! Amalina's nerdy mood is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"It takes &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;a second&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;to say hello&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt; forever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;. Why?"&amp;nbsp;&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/2150001853652512571-2717375931991239373?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2717375931991239373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2717375931991239373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-hiatus.html' title='ON HIATUS'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-2834235898362258432</id><published>2011-09-11T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T03:15:05.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU KNOW WHAT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"ALWAYS DRESS LIKE YOU'RE GOING TO SEE YOUR WORST ENEMY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;-Kimora Lee Simmons- &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-2834235898362258432?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2834235898362258432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2834235898362258432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-know-what.html' title='YOU KNOW WHAT?'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-2069395567375163369</id><published>2011-09-11T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T01:35:51.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who says?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm loooooving the weather today! Cuddle weather. Nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While I was listening to this song by Selena Gomez title who says, (which i'm sure you've heard it before) it gives me all of a sudden hit to blog. hihi. Let me ask you something, is there anything you would like to change about yourself? For myself, of course I have come across that. Like, always. Low-self esteem. Why can't I be pretty like she is, why can't I be like, errr Kristen Stewart? or whatyes and whatnot but when I think about it over and over again, it is just the state of mind. AHAAH! yes, it is just the state of mind because the fact is I'm just a beautiful me. Yes, we are! So I dedicate the song to all of you who are need it, not because I love Selena Gomez but the lyric is so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's such a funny thing when I see people who are trying to be perfect, to look perfect, to do things perfectly. Have you heard the perfection of a flaw? yes. So don't even try to be perfect because none of us are, but you gotta be better each day by day and that's the real beauty for me. Or maybe we're just afraid that no one will love us with our flaw, but believe in faith.&lt;b&gt; If someone loves you, they will accept your flaw, the real you&lt;/b&gt;. My mom once said that &lt;i&gt;"rupa kita memang tak boleh nak ubah tapi perangai tu ubahlah supaya semakin hari semakin baik" &lt;/i&gt;It gave me motivation everyday by hold on to this word. True that, what's not to agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong with loving who you are, cause He made you perfect. We are beautiful in our way, cause God make no mistakes, as long as you're in the right track. Give your self prudence and much love. But it's okay to breakdown sometimes, it's not supposed to show us we're weak, it's supposed to remind us that we are human. Start off anything good by now, so you would have something beautiful to reminisce when you're old :)&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/-Cyxoqr2KmWc/TmxuYkeJv3I/AAAAAAAACmU/xVa2daXYgfM/s1600/e61cfed8065dafbd_breaking-dawn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cyxoqr2KmWc/TmxuYkeJv3I/AAAAAAAACmU/xVa2daXYgfM/s400/e61cfed8065dafbd_breaking-dawn.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, wuhooo breaking down is coming on November! Not sure the exact date but all I know I am too excited to core! GAH! All time fav movie since twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-2069395567375163369?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2069395567375163369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2069395567375163369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/09/who-says.html' title='Who says?'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cyxoqr2KmWc/TmxuYkeJv3I/AAAAAAAACmU/xVa2daXYgfM/s72-c/e61cfed8065dafbd_breaking-dawn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-6542356993270993172</id><published>2011-09-10T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T01:51:54.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Makan Malam Asasi Undang-undang, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBx95Fgm-80/TmsXP6ipPwI/AAAAAAAACl8/UPTo0tH6gec/s1600/DSC_2224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBx95Fgm-80/TmsXP6ipPwI/AAAAAAAACl8/UPTo0tH6gec/s320/DSC_2224.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IgeQZBGSTBs/TmsXXxJv7jI/AAAAAAAACmA/Je-iLrTToX8/s1600/DSC_2247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IgeQZBGSTBs/TmsXXxJv7jI/AAAAAAAACmA/Je-iLrTToX8/s320/DSC_2247.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iuXLXHZ_ozg/TmsXfn6VxcI/AAAAAAAACmE/rlxV0_ONkLw/s1600/DSC_2313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iuXLXHZ_ozg/TmsXfn6VxcI/AAAAAAAACmE/rlxV0_ONkLw/s320/DSC_2313.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VicrqZrJYjk/TmsXnWhCo_I/AAAAAAAACmI/r-YLTCxENjI/s1600/DSC_2406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VicrqZrJYjk/TmsXnWhCo_I/AAAAAAAACmI/r-YLTCxENjI/s320/DSC_2406.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;with the part 2's hicom :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---15U-BZeMs/TmsXviBF1YI/AAAAAAAACmM/S6OupyhC0Lw/s1600/DSC_2411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/---15U-BZeMs/TmsXviBF1YI/AAAAAAAACmM/S6OupyhC0Lw/s320/DSC_2411.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word to sum up, FUN! Had loads of fun. It was exciting and overwhelming moment. :') Only for this dinner I put on heavy chemicals on my face and above all, no matter how much I put those colors on my face, I still think natural beauty is the best. Thank you for the memories! As usual, for more pictures on facebook. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 311px; width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vjdN72quIM4?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vjdN72quIM4?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="400" height="311"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is cool, cooler than the original version, american boy. See the girl who sings this song, one of my sister's friend tweeted me and he said that I look like her. Not fully but yes, tiny bit I would agree. hee. Have a nice day people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-6542356993270993172?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6542356993270993172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6542356993270993172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/09/makan-malam-asasi-undang-undang-2011.html' title='Makan Malam Asasi Undang-undang, 2011'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBx95Fgm-80/TmsXP6ipPwI/AAAAAAAACl8/UPTo0tH6gec/s72-c/DSC_2224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-7066099883561721583</id><published>2011-09-07T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T03:04:15.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A cat? Hmmm? *grin*</title><content type='html'>"Q: Does he make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Well, he doesn't make me cry"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool answer there. Isn't it? Anyway, tiada kena mengena dengan yang hidup atau meninggal dunia. Okay joking. I've had a busy day and I'm barely breathing. Persuasive speech and eco test all together by tomorrow, I hope I can pull this off. Gotta stay put and I keep reminding myself only 2 week, more or less to go. Without doubt, I have to say I am scared to max for final. Can I excel this time or else? POSITIVE THINKING! see, negativity almost get the best of me and I won't let it be. Really, life is challenging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I got inspired by most of my friend's persuasive speech today. Pretty much, yes. Life is like a cup of coffee. What's important is the coffee that you want to drink and not the cup. If you care to much about how the cup's look, you might not be able to enjoy the coffee inside. Got it? Go figure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w9SsWBZmro0/Tmddp_nPGcI/AAAAAAAACl0/mBRvgycqYCE/s1600/x2_8201c90+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w9SsWBZmro0/Tmddp_nPGcI/AAAAAAAACl0/mBRvgycqYCE/s320/x2_8201c90+%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I am not a fan of cat but tengok si grey-c bam bam ni tak tahan weh to have one on my own. This is the laziest, gebu-est (*is there such word?haha no), cutest cat ever I've met and it's not mine. As I mentioned, I am not an animal lover but this cat turn me on! wuhooo. Balik rumah nak request kat mother, can I have one? If possible exactly like this one! hehe. And plus they say kalau kita bela benda hidup, kita akan lebih jadi penyayang. Well I am a loving person okay but to added more why not? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's still this empty spot in my heart, maybe by having a cat can fulfill it. hehe&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(181, 62, 72, 0.0976563); color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(‾▿‾\) (/‾▿‾)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(181, 62, 72, 0.0976563); color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#nowplaying rolling in the deep. yes Adele, you're being so understanding and I'm sure many teenagers can relate to this. Slim chance you might know this but I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-7066099883561721583?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/7066099883561721583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/7066099883561721583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/09/cat-hmmm-grin.html' title='A cat? Hmmm? *grin*'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w9SsWBZmro0/Tmddp_nPGcI/AAAAAAAACl0/mBRvgycqYCE/s72-c/x2_8201c90+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-3656574227725543688</id><published>2011-09-06T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T17:34:45.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one for: Farah Wahida :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BR5YwINgvlI/Tma60bOIoEI/AAAAAAAAClw/eJ4vt7IZFa4/s1600/41105_1335499956783_1509600954_30737795_3867570_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BR5YwINgvlI/Tma60bOIoEI/AAAAAAAAClw/eJ4vt7IZFa4/s320/41105_1335499956783_1509600954_30737795_3867570_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;September 7,2011&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday dear,&lt;br /&gt;You are now NINETEEN!&lt;br /&gt;Wish you a lot and lots of happiness,&lt;br /&gt;may god bless you :)&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually still owe you a big thank you because you made one post for me on my birthday last year. Thank you very much and this is for you :) p/s; i very like this pic of you :D&lt;br /&gt;xxx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-3656574227725543688?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/3656574227725543688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/3656574227725543688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-one-for-farah-wahida.html' title='This one for: Farah Wahida :)'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BR5YwINgvlI/Tma60bOIoEI/AAAAAAAAClw/eJ4vt7IZFa4/s72-c/41105_1335499956783_1509600954_30737795_3867570_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-4394068909218522999</id><published>2011-09-05T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T10:11:08.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy eid :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SnCOqKnmTlc/TmUBmADeBvI/AAAAAAAACls/QWonoAIi270/s1600/DSC_1542%2Bedited%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SnCOqKnmTlc/TmUBmADeBvI/AAAAAAAACls/QWonoAIi270/s320/DSC_1542%2Bedited%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648923059967362802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(grandma house, raya 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ah lamanya tidak update blog! Since we're still in the month of syawal, so I would like to wish , happy eid and selamat hari merdeka! (okay, lambat gila aku wish) Better late than never aite? hehe. I had so much fun this year compared to the previous one. Walaupun hari ke 5 dah balik Uitm, but the 4 days of raya means A LOT to me. *grin* Not much of a story, final just around the corner, gotta do well for this last one. 3 weeks to go, then it all end.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: too lazy to upload more pictures. bye.&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/2150001853652512571-4394068909218522999?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4394068909218522999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4394068909218522999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-eid.html' title='Happy eid :)'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SnCOqKnmTlc/TmUBmADeBvI/AAAAAAAACls/QWonoAIi270/s72-c/DSC_1542%2Bedited%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-4192228788135195530</id><published>2011-08-21T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T11:05:56.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one more chance</title><content type='html'>In my life, I don't mean much to anyone,&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; {except for family and close friends.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've lost my way. Like I don't belong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't tell me again cause I've heard it all before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know that this is wonderful world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I can't feel it right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I was doing well, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I just wanna scream now. Just wanna cry now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've made mistakes but nobody's perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess I'll give it a try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who am I to dream? Dream are for fools, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they let me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I feel so full of love it just comes spilling out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's uncomfortable to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get carried away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't want to be misunderstood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got another chance to get myself together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to heal my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't lose no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I can make it better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how much miserable I would be if Your love hadn't saved me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, Thank you Allah for eternal love and Your blessing, alhamdulillah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-4192228788135195530?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4192228788135195530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4192228788135195530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-more-chance.html' title='one more chance'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-5092626662079877486</id><published>2011-08-12T13:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T14:15:06.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oktomat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ThiAFZX6uks/TkWRMvjIwQI/AAAAAAAAClc/AOmBXVNa_tg/s1600/348a39e559bb03d12f3330dd2f679e3e7aa431.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ThiAFZX6uks/TkWRMvjIwQI/AAAAAAAAClc/AOmBXVNa_tg/s320/348a39e559bb03d12f3330dd2f679e3e7aa431.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640073756459712770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;tahniah oktomat. anda sudah menambat hati saya. kini, saya teringinkan anda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So, I guess most of you known that this pretty little thing name oktomat is actually a multi lens camera. 8-eyed art machine. The lomo oktomat is a brightly colored camera armed with 8-in-1 lens. One push of the shutter button releases all 8 mini lenses, over 2.5 second. Omg how cool is that? The best thing about is it produce 8 consecutive images, cinematography style, all on one print. Phew best ni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I guess it is perfect for absolutely crucial scene like if you have a baby, then it is perfect for you to capture your baby's first step, or your friend getting smashed with a cake on her face or even when you capture something rolling, faces expression dan banyak lagi lah. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Imagine how it capture a photo? Tadaaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7z8ssSnWe4/TkWVpwUcZ1I/AAAAAAAAClk/UR1yhH0d528/s1600/oktomat.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7z8ssSnWe4/TkWVpwUcZ1I/AAAAAAAAClk/UR1yhH0d528/s320/oktomat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640078652929238866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha untuk image lain anda boleh google sendiri. Cool gila. Ini serious. Adios!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-5092626662079877486?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5092626662079877486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5092626662079877486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/08/oktomat.html' title='Oktomat'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ThiAFZX6uks/TkWRMvjIwQI/AAAAAAAAClc/AOmBXVNa_tg/s72-c/348a39e559bb03d12f3330dd2f679e3e7aa431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-6575546927599908106</id><published>2011-08-12T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T14:16:29.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanda tanya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOkPTjpNyKs/TkTyEhUvNFI/AAAAAAAAClU/AWCOKYwxcas/s1600/DSC_1095%2Bedited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOkPTjpNyKs/TkTyEhUvNFI/AAAAAAAAClU/AWCOKYwxcas/s320/DSC_1095%2Bedited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639898792853451858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; saya dan nikon bersama.kerinduan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The depths of a man soul can not be measured in a manor of meters and fathoms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;but rather, it is in my opininon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;only quantified by his proximity to haven and hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It was in such a state I ushered myself passed the town tavern,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;bursting at the seams with the sounds laughter and drunken piano playing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Had it only been different night, a different place, a different kind of man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;passing by the fresh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The event that transpired at that point &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;would have undoubtedly been drastically different,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I can only guess if anyone outside that place had the clue when the exclamation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;of mirth become the desperate scream of the helpless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;begging for their very lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A lunatic lament. Alesana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&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/2150001853652512571-6575546927599908106?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6575546927599908106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6575546927599908106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/08/biar-orang-teruskan-berbicara-saya-dan.html' title='Tanda tanya'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOkPTjpNyKs/TkTyEhUvNFI/AAAAAAAAClU/AWCOKYwxcas/s72-c/DSC_1095%2Bedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-1028133497360979640</id><published>2011-08-11T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T07:42:35.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untuk Azza Mazlan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Y49N-KbOzQ/TkPoNqAFPhI/AAAAAAAAClE/rgH46bVAKyA/s1600/270608_1842677306191_1218345222_2356778_891187_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Y49N-KbOzQ/TkPoNqAFPhI/AAAAAAAAClE/rgH46bVAKyA/s320/270608_1842677306191_1218345222_2356778_891187_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639606479708569106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember meeting this girl for the first time was 6 years ago and up until now, we've been together. Dari rambut kerinting ke rambut lurus, I've known you babe :) Atau kata yang lainnya, memang gua stuck with this girl lah kira since form 1 until now, same course, same college and even in the same room. haha dude, jodoh kita panjang XD and hopefully it will continue till the end insyallah, amin. Anyway, I have nothing special to say but only my prayers to you my dear friend. So I guess this is the norm, so Happy 19TH babe, may god bless you and god knows we've been through a lot. so yeah rahsia antara kita tu simpan simpan lah ye? ahahaa.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for being a good friend of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you sebab supply foods and drinks. aahaha main point nih!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for making my days go brighter here in Merbok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love ya babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-1028133497360979640?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1028133497360979640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1028133497360979640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/08/untuk-azza-mazlan.html' title='untuk Azza Mazlan'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Y49N-KbOzQ/TkPoNqAFPhI/AAAAAAAAClE/rgH46bVAKyA/s72-c/270608_1842677306191_1218345222_2356778_891187_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-1734701350212781504</id><published>2011-08-09T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T07:23:17.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tak sabar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Nak balik rumah&lt;div&gt;2. Nak raya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Nak habiskan foundation ni, insyAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Nak raya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Nak raya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Nak raya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haa tooodia , puasa belum habis lagi raya dah dalam otak. So salam ramadhan al-mubarak to all muslims out there, I know it has been 9 days of fasting tapi baru sekarang nak wish kan. Haa better late than never yeah. So this week I called it as intense week. Global quiz, eco test, hand in outline bel 342, mock debate, and xsimon law. All in one week time. There's A LOT to digest. So many to settle in a little time. I'm managing it wisely so every matter can be settle as it suppose. Stress nyah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sempena ramadhan, this is the month of mercy, may Allah shower us with love and blessing. Insyallah. Try to recite Al-quran more often, perform tarawikh more often, zikir, speak no evil, hear no evil, do no evil and look to Allah with fear and hope. Masyallah. May peace be upon you. Byebye&lt;b&gt;. Assalamualaikum, kalau tak jawab dosa, kalau jawab sayangggg&lt;/b&gt; XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;he Prophet (peace and blessings be upon him) said: Whoever fasts during Ramadan with faith and seeking his reward from Allah will have his past sins forgiven. Whoever prays during the nights in Ramadan with faith and seeking his reward from Allah will have his past sins forgiven. And he who passes Lailat al-Qadr in prayer with faith and seeking his reward from Allah will have his past sins forgiven (Bukhari, Muslim).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xnM-7Ep18mU/TkFB5yGRovI/AAAAAAAACks/fMCq3a0rhjU/s1600/tumblr_lmpewpZRlj1qc2w0eo1_500.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xnM-7Ep18mU/TkFB5yGRovI/AAAAAAAACks/fMCq3a0rhjU/s320/tumblr_lmpewpZRlj1qc2w0eo1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638860669401015026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How cute this kid can be. awwww. gigit kang&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monyet tu dah senyum balik! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-1734701350212781504?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1734701350212781504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1734701350212781504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/08/tak-sabar.html' title='Tak sabar.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xnM-7Ep18mU/TkFB5yGRovI/AAAAAAAACks/fMCq3a0rhjU/s72-c/tumblr_lmpewpZRlj1qc2w0eo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-8645927721453374240</id><published>2011-08-04T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T07:23:11.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jadi begini,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dja9lfzSQiE/TjqrJinkd8I/AAAAAAAACkc/BRbZG5zeVrU/s1600/tumblr_lm36p0JQev1qb6kd0o1_500.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dja9lfzSQiE/TjqrJinkd8I/AAAAAAAACkc/BRbZG5zeVrU/s400/tumblr_lm36p0JQev1qb6kd0o1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637006064007542722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Buat sekarang,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aku tak tahu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entah, aku tak tahu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jangan tanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memang aku tak tahu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-8645927721453374240?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8645927721453374240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8645927721453374240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/08/jadi-begini.html' title='Jadi begini,'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dja9lfzSQiE/TjqrJinkd8I/AAAAAAAACkc/BRbZG5zeVrU/s72-c/tumblr_lm36p0JQev1qb6kd0o1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-4495189136789743719</id><published>2011-07-29T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T05:59:53.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Batu Hampar, kedah.</title><content type='html'>This was the first time my class mates and I went to Batu Hampar together. Thank you for the overwhelming moment, the precious time. Will be missed. Honestly saying, this is one of the best moment throughout 3 semester here in Uitm Merbok with PL3I member. *heart*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugCNwOukxtA/TjKsQNqISCI/AAAAAAAACkM/4IDoZmKzAmg/s1600/225687_262979533718545_100000195004533_1296135_120164_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugCNwOukxtA/TjKsQNqISCI/AAAAAAAACkM/4IDoZmKzAmg/s320/225687_262979533718545_100000195004533_1296135_120164_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634755478338160674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the best "kereta-mate" among other members in 5 more other cars :p&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cTGnyJNdiVA/TjKsP3KMqhI/AAAAAAAACkE/0AiokQlIOII/s1600/IMG-20110728-00223.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cTGnyJNdiVA/TjKsP3KMqhI/AAAAAAAACkE/0AiokQlIOII/s320/IMG-20110728-00223.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634755472298650130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i love nelfi. *sumpah aku penat gila.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lwdr6TRQymY/TjKsPQAnxCI/AAAAAAAACj0/uAhssoHA1bI/s1600/IMG-20110728-00210.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lwdr6TRQymY/TjKsPQAnxCI/AAAAAAAACj0/uAhssoHA1bI/s320/IMG-20110728-00210.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634755461789500450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwFeN_xxwFE/TjKsO5NAD2I/AAAAAAAACjs/DtRYwZUbvD4/s1600/IMG-20110728-00192.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwFeN_xxwFE/TjKsO5NAD2I/AAAAAAAACjs/DtRYwZUbvD4/s320/IMG-20110728-00192.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634755455667408738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNu2GKuYo18/TjKp6mqUiKI/AAAAAAAACjk/URMvxsQeK54/s1600/183995_262978013718697_100000195004533_1296123_3445869_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-wNu2GKuYo18/TjKp6mqUiKI/AAAAAAAACjk/URMvxsQeK54/s320/183995_262978013718697_100000195004533_1296123_3445869_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634752908069472418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PL3I's heart , always be remembered. *find me find me if you can ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Penat tapi best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-4495189136789743719?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4495189136789743719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4495189136789743719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/07/batu-hampar-kedah.html' title='Batu Hampar, kedah.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugCNwOukxtA/TjKsQNqISCI/AAAAAAAACkM/4IDoZmKzAmg/s72-c/225687_262979533718545_100000195004533_1296135_120164_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-4325392030376450369</id><published>2011-07-26T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T10:46:48.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kosong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-_Z0ANZS68/Ti79aEax6LI/AAAAAAAACis/k_71nSkTGOU/s1600/tumblr_logzpnfpAc1qaobbko1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-_Z0ANZS68/Ti79aEax6LI/AAAAAAAACis/k_71nSkTGOU/s400/tumblr_logzpnfpAc1qaobbko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633718808191559858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well explained. and there's more.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-4325392030376450369?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4325392030376450369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4325392030376450369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/07/kosong.html' title='kosong'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-_Z0ANZS68/Ti79aEax6LI/AAAAAAAACis/k_71nSkTGOU/s72-c/tumblr_logzpnfpAc1qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-4408902807740214118</id><published>2011-07-23T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T06:15:14.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yang berlalu, biarlah berlalu.</title><content type='html'>Mana satu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbUNNxjJf50/TirD9kUvjwI/AAAAAAAACic/M4JWh7HXkWk/s1600/past-present-future.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbUNNxjJf50/TirD9kUvjwI/AAAAAAAACic/M4JWh7HXkWk/s320/past-present-future.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632529746470342402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aku mendapat inspirasi dari pembacaan ku terhadap buku kecil kuning yang bertajuk La Tahzan atau lebih difahami dengan Don't be sad. Jangan bersedih.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengingati kesilapan lalu dan menghadirkan kembali ingatan terhadap kesilapan lalu dalam kehidupan sekarang, kemudian bersedih dan berduka itu merupakan sesuatu tindakan yang gila dan bodoh. Sama ertinya dengan membunuh semangat dan harapan diri serta menghalang dari menjalani kehidupan seharian.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berfikirlah. Kita harus mengurung dan mengikat peristiwa lama dalam penjara, agar bisa melihat cahaya baru. Masa yang tinggal digunakan sebaiknya. Mungkin esok, siapa tahu? Hari kau, hari aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku ada terfikir. Selama dalam hidup ini apa yang kedengaran hanya keluhan, rintihan lantaran liku hidup yang berbengkang bengkok tetapi apabila aku berfikir dengan lebih mendalam menggunakan akal dan fikiran yang masih waras, kurniaan illahi itu tidak terkira nilainya.  Nikmat yang meliputi dari hujung rambut hingga hujung kuku kaki. Kesihatan, keamanan, udara, pacaindera. Masyallah. Aku masih lagi dikurniakan nikmat dari Mu setiap hari. Syukur alhamdulillah untuk itu aku bersujud, tetapi mengapa masih ada sahaja bisikan celaka yang membuatkan aku masih mencari-cari sesuatu yang sudah cukup aku miliki? Iman senipis kulit bawang. Dunia ini sebagai pentas lakonan, manusia sebagai pelakonnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan biarlah segala kebaikan itu, Allah sahaja yang mengetahui daripada mencanang satu dunia, menunjuk bangga. Sedih dan kasihan. Astagafirullah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sekadar coretan kecil untuk peringatan diri sendiri. Tiada kena mengena dengan masalah yang masih menggunung tinggi hanya menunggu masa untuk diselesaikan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I has been a long time since the last time I wrote in Bahasa Melayu. Masih bagus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&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/2150001853652512571-4408902807740214118?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4408902807740214118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4408902807740214118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/07/yang-berlalu-biarlah-berlalu_23.html' title='yang berlalu, biarlah berlalu.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbUNNxjJf50/TirD9kUvjwI/AAAAAAAACic/M4JWh7HXkWk/s72-c/past-present-future.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-250284330241152485</id><published>2011-07-22T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T08:14:47.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to Uitm</title><content type='html'>Friday. Blessed. I wonder what have I done in my life. Never regret what you have done in life but regret what you don't do while you have the chance to do it. Is this for real. Is this the right thing. What if it's yes, what if it's not? And that is the best thing about life. Journey of life and all these roads are taken or yet to be taken, who can tell? All of us have different story. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the end you have to ask yourself if your life ended right now, could you honestly say that you lived it the way you wanted? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think. Figure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuti seminggu sudah habis bro, pulang ke Uitm Merbok berhadapan dengan realiti hidup. Bulan 9, cepat datang. Gua sudah tidak sabar untuk habiskan asasi. Harap agar gua dan rakan-rakan dapat habiskan asasi undang-undang ini dengan keputusan yang cemerlang, Insyallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might get lucky for once in your miserable life. I better off alone. Ini tiada kaitan dengan retak hati atau patah hati. Ini motivasi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assalamualaikum, tak jawab dosa kalau jawab sayanggg XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-250284330241152485?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/250284330241152485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/250284330241152485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/07/off-to-uitm.html' title='Off to Uitm'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-4763642660014812238</id><published>2011-07-18T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:58:36.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cEkBgaYaXnc/TiTkXiTrmzI/AAAAAAAACiM/k_p2YybRjqU/s1600/DSC_1185.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cEkBgaYaXnc/TiTkXiTrmzI/AAAAAAAACiM/k_p2YybRjqU/s320/DSC_1185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630876527117441842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Air yang bernama 'I love you Lemonade'&lt;div&gt;Noodle station, Midvalley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sudah lama tidak update blog, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;busy dengan hidup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-4763642660014812238?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4763642660014812238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4763642660014812238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/07/air-yang-bernama-i-love-you-lemonade.html' title=''/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cEkBgaYaXnc/TiTkXiTrmzI/AAAAAAAACiM/k_p2YybRjqU/s72-c/DSC_1185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-4901264941861782883</id><published>2011-07-08T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T12:45:49.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting days to go back home</title><content type='html'>It's almost 14th of july, approximately 7 days to go and I'm home. Tak sabar nak balik with ze mates by train. Happy much? Definitely. Despise I know the fact that my parents are working and my sister too, and I as usual would be left alone in the house but still the feeling to go back home is something. I just miss home I guess. It is good to be home, feel so surreal. Wanted to belong here but something ever felt so wrong.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on top of everything at the moment, I am so looking forward to hangout with my close mates to watch Harry Potter 7. aww exciting much! Hope so, Insyallah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else? No, these ideas won't come out now as I am too sleepy and lazy to think over something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And regrading to the current issue about BERSIH and what-so-ever, man I tell ya, Imma step out of this matter. What has happened to world nowadays. I'm getting nauseous everytime people blaming each other, pointing fingers, discriminate, maigoddd what's wrong with these people? It is saddening, really. And to the other who is not involved, please la don't make it bigger. Okay stop not, I can puke. This issue is contagious either on twitter, or facebook. Urgh I never take political views too personal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I should be thankful to god, Allah s.w.t for I am still alive, my family and my friends that still stand by me. Syukur atas nikmat yang dikurnia kan, what's on my mind is now, always be a better person from day to day, step out from drama, do my thing, finished with college life here in Merbok with flying colors insyallah and I'm out of this place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something never change, yet the new one has come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-4901264941861782883?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4901264941861782883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4901264941861782883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/07/counting-days-to-go-back-home.html' title='Counting days to go back home'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-2901463997516657220</id><published>2011-07-01T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T09:14:34.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions and Answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Taken from Azza Mazlan's blog, yes I'm boring liddat so here we go. If you feel free to do it on your blog, you are most welcomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Confront him, if it's a yes I'd kill him. No, joking. haha I'd probably never trust him again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; text-align: left; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; text-align: left; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Trust me, you do not want to know my dream ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whose butt would you like to kick?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;I don't kick someone elses' butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will you fall in love with your bestfriend?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;yes. I would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Both but I'd prefer being loved by someone. It's a blessed because not everyone you love can love you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;This happened to me sometimes haha but I'd be happy for them, and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you pray each day for your loved one?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;To be blessed and may everything run soomthly for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;How would you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I'm a mom, I'm a wife, I'm an aunty, I'm a daughter, I'm a lover, I'm becoming better servant to god, I'm a woman with good jobs, insyallah. I'm everything I am and still rocking that beat baby. wuhooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;emm tricky. haha but, let's see, if I'm single and rich I could be happy base on materials but empty inside but if I'm married but poor I'd be happy in my life but still money is second important. errr, let me think and answer later maybe? haha lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;For I have witnessed every ups and downs , I'd say 50% yes and 50% for no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;P/s;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Farah Wahida Ismail ,thank you. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Calibri, Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2150001853652512571-2901463997516657220?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2901463997516657220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2901463997516657220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/07/questions-and-answers.html' title='Questions and Answers'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-366171479481790848</id><published>2011-06-30T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T08:49:21.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My own hero.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D4e3znzrLJk/TgyaZn2ebxI/AAAAAAAACiE/QNA22aWIHoo/s1600/amalina%2Bnazri.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D4e3znzrLJk/TgyaZn2ebxI/AAAAAAAACiE/QNA22aWIHoo/s400/amalina%2Bnazri.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624039799663783698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*click to enlarge*&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: left;"&gt;My dad commented my picture on facebook, truth to be told, I miss him :') Thank you ayah for the endless love you gave :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2150001853652512571-366171479481790848?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/366171479481790848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/366171479481790848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-own-hero.html' title='My own hero.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D4e3znzrLJk/TgyaZn2ebxI/AAAAAAAACiE/QNA22aWIHoo/s72-c/amalina%2Bnazri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-3680965924415715512</id><published>2011-06-19T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T08:06:31.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 311px; width: 500px" width="500" height="311"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DwxKCwho9zA?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DwxKCwho9zA?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="500" height="311"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is awesome (Y) I'm so lovin this. Can I just play like this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-3680965924415715512?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/3680965924415715512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/3680965924415715512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/06/cover.html' title='cover'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-4996920330134860934</id><published>2011-06-17T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T22:45:02.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-knLUDBOhHSk/TfwsXTiyvSI/AAAAAAAACh0/29nj58lr5lg/s1600/tumblr_lm8pxmyxqD1qjxwtso1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-knLUDBOhHSk/TfwsXTiyvSI/AAAAAAAACh0/29nj58lr5lg/s400/tumblr_lm8pxmyxqD1qjxwtso1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619415213946354978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;what can i say? what not to agree? this world is sick, this world is broken, it's too old to be surrounded by sins. life is what happen you're busing making your excuses, you're busy making your own business. Ignorance is not a bliss after all. People are racing, they put on a show thinking none but themselves. For I have witnessed sort off people come and go in my life i guess that's just how we live. Why bother left a mark when in the end you'll gonna disappear and it ends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, at some point I don't believe anything last forever especially love and they just like human, we will die. Eventually. When I have understand what love is, blessed and I was wrong. I'm wrong again. It feels so surreal, it's good to be true and alive. I have no fear in love, I never blame love infact love doesn't changed, it's always right but people are to blame for misused it. People who do not appreciate and take love for granted is the most pathetic homosapien alive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do we like to hurt so much? Such a tired game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really worship beauty that showed from the outside but inner beauty it is. Such a shame that we are, a human lacking of. Rant. It's wrong. Ignored. Don't look for critics cause they are everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You sang yourself with beautiful sound and hiding the pain. The sweetest sadness in your eyes, what a clever trick but it's all doesn't matter because who says you can't?. I did this often. I guess most people can relate. I swallow the fear. I never forget these images. Goodbye my hopeless dream. So you're gone and I'm haunted and I bet you're just fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And remember this, you are a victim of your own mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-4996920330134860934?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4996920330134860934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4996920330134860934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/06/strenuous.html' title='Misery'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-knLUDBOhHSk/TfwsXTiyvSI/AAAAAAAACh0/29nj58lr5lg/s72-c/tumblr_lm8pxmyxqD1qjxwtso1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-6117179401143623307</id><published>2011-06-17T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:03:40.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 311px; width: 500px" width="500" height="311"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EEuQU6a90Pc?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EEuQU6a90Pc?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="500" height="311"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;You've got that smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;That only heaven can make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I pray to God every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;That you keep that smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;One day when the sky is fallin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'll be standing right next to you, right next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Nothing will ever come between us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'll be standing right next to you, right next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;I am so loving this song and Justin Bieber look dashing day by day. awwww. p/s ; I'm still loving you, Justin! HAHAHAAAA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; " &gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&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/2150001853652512571-6117179401143623307?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6117179401143623307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6117179401143623307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/06/next-to-you.html' title='Next to you'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-6671031563709717308</id><published>2011-06-16T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T10:49:14.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From 3p.m to 10p.m</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu0wcLz_LXQ/TfpBAWYqfBI/AAAAAAAAChc/inGnuC7oNDg/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu0wcLz_LXQ/TfpBAWYqfBI/AAAAAAAAChc/inGnuC7oNDg/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618874959362948114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shushi&lt;div&gt;P1MX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arcade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun day with love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exhausted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kbai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-6671031563709717308?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6671031563709717308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6671031563709717308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/06/from-3pm-to-10pm.html' title='From 3p.m to 10p.m'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu0wcLz_LXQ/TfpBAWYqfBI/AAAAAAAAChc/inGnuC7oNDg/s72-c/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-1054359285956542974</id><published>2011-06-14T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T11:11:32.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's some thing that I don't understand</title><content type='html'>Muet's result is officially out and apparently, I am not good enough to achieve band 4. God knows how hard for me to swallow it. No, you don't and won't understand how I felt. &lt;i&gt;Perit der gua telan. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as I hate to say this, but I feel very bad for myself. My mother called, she was very calm and seems to be fine with it. I CRIED! I couldn't help myself haha okay malu nak cakap but I cried. Yes, I cried and I feel like such a loser at that time. My mother console me, advice me and even persuade me to take another chance. Man, I tell ya I love my mom to bits, she's the best! But sadly and unfortunately, I lost the deal. Earlier I made a deal with my mom. The deal was if I gotten band 4 and above I'll change my bb curve to bb bold using my own money however since I failed to achieve it, I lost the deal but my mom just being my mom the generous, kind, soft-hearted and all the goods one. She break the deal. Happy? yes, definitely. That means I still can change my curve to bold. haha I'm not a spoil brat, I just love gadgets. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful to god for giving me such great parents. Mother and father was all fine with the result but me, I'm being awful. My head is a miserable place to be right now trust me you do not want to know. Thank you very much love and also to my sister mekasihhhhh bagi nasihat! miss dia ni :') Not to forget, to my dearest girls, mekasihhh for the advice. love you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disappointed really. One more level to band 4. And up till now, speaking of MUET give me goosebumps! aaahh. Maybe I got too carried away. But I'm not gonna lie myself how awful, bad, and sad I am to think of my result. aaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Positive thinking and to take the good side of it, I believe that this has got to deal with divine intervention. Dear Allah the almight, there's some thing that I don't understand in life and never will I figure but honestly, I believe in you and that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;everything in my life happens for a reason. I may not understand why but someday I will&lt;/span&gt;. Sesungguhnya Kau mengetahui apa yang terbaik untuk hamba mu. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mother, I'm sorry" but I definitely gonna achieve 4. Hopefully third attempt worth the pain. Insyallah. p/s ; sorry for the lousy and bad grammar, I am sleepy right now and off to bed. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-1054359285956542974?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1054359285956542974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1054359285956542974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/06/theres-some-thing-that-i-dont.html' title='There&apos;s some thing that I don&apos;t understand'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-2139027401491959656</id><published>2011-06-08T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T12:32:43.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I blog 3 in the morning</title><content type='html'>I'm back to uitm now and its passed almost two weeks now but I wanna be home like real bad, cliche it might sound but gua dah kena homesick since the very first day. This time is a lot way different from the previous semester. The subject is getting tougher, assignment is piling up from the first week itself gotta start revising early and this is what I'm scared of being part 3 student. Lose faith? yes, kinda. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I haven't gotten any leisure time to actually blog about stuff. If I got free time but still the condition of network is not allowing me to do so, the wireless here in uitm is not doing any good and broadband as well. that sucks! And plus, I don't really facebook here facebook there I guess I really keep up with the college life. hahaa how awkward to say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from that, my sister seems to enjoy her holiday and I envy that so much okay! haha but life is life, too much fun is not good for your health but too much of serious life get you no fun. Err okay, you figure out that on your own. See, this is why the reason I hate to start to blog as I can't stop myself. These thoughts of mine is racing and I can't stop typing haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its 3.24 A.M yes, I still stay up at 3 in the morning so i guess gotta hit the sack now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh, It's june already! Hello june please offer me something good and be nice :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got some serious issue to blog, later laterr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May peace be upon you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-2139027401491959656?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2139027401491959656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2139027401491959656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-blog-3-in-morning.html' title='I blog 3 in the morning'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-5274013315204195243</id><published>2011-05-19T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T18:07:53.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ironic&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div&gt;It's like a free ride when you've already paid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the good advice you just didn't take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And who would've thought it figures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't it ironic, don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you thought he is Mr.wrong but you won't believe it anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You waited for something all your life and suddenly you just let it go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have a big big dream but all of sudden you have to let it go, and just a dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You think everyone is wrong and just blow up to your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's like a thousand of spoon but you just need a knife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't it ironic when you all hyped about everything at first,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then when you have it right infront of your eyes you turn out to feel otherwise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting your dream guy and he likes you too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Life has a weird, funny and ironic ways to make it going&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all and all, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has a funny way sneaking up on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I write again, when I feel like to. When I have to express something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Peace sistah and brotha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-5274013315204195243?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5274013315204195243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5274013315204195243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/05/ironic.html' title='Ironic.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-3501614674642243121</id><published>2011-05-19T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T07:15:40.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once,</title><content type='html'>Salam and hell-o people! May 19. As usual, there's a few things that I'd like to share, to update, to rant, to whining, to bebel. So to continue reading or smile and click the close tab, it's all yours! heh ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AIWhGaI99RA/TdUVw3hNT2I/AAAAAAAACgI/nFHZHhAzkdE/s200/DSC_0621.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608412840240959330" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I went to Maharaja Lawak show last week. It was hella fun but before entering the set, the service kinda sucks. lol no offense. Tapi bila dah dalam tu everything was great lah kan. haha see, I'm not that bias, I'm just telling the truth. We waited since 8.30p.m&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; (among the earliest)&lt;/span&gt; standing there like a fool in hope to get a place inside there because they said first come, first serve. We got no ticket at first but luckily my sister, her friends and I were managed to get the tickets 30 minutes before the show starts. And for that, I have to thank my sister's friend who happened to be friend with one of the raja lawak season 5's contestant. Okay, pause it right there. ayat berbelit. Go figure. Anyway, he gave us the tickets! Luck it is. To be frank, nowadays &lt;b&gt;"&lt;i&gt;kalau ada orang dalam memang baru boleh jalan kalau takde haram susah ah."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before we proceed with the pictures, I give you friendly warning that I'm a mess in those pictures and yes, I wore dua lapis baju ya ya ya. haha. enjoy. Not uploading much photos though, just a few. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MxCDhh-Zktg/TdUXRIOnixI/AAAAAAAACgQ/9wyxxemXQYo/s1600/DSC_0708%2Bedited.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MxCDhh-Zktg/TdUXRIOnixI/AAAAAAAACgQ/9wyxxemXQYo/s320/DSC_0708%2Bedited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608414493993831186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;Johan and me, bought that red shirt on the spot in order to take picture with them but Johan was hella fun! loike much!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tgFsSKKH2NA/TdUafY0kdhI/AAAAAAAACgg/HWwM9Chtjbo/s1600/DSC_0718%2Bedited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tgFsSKKH2NA/TdUafY0kdhI/AAAAAAAACgg/HWwM9Chtjbo/s320/DSC_0718%2Bedited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608418037501031954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apek, otai wa cakap lu. bahahahaa. err. so close meh? =_____=&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jk0vBss2sRs/TdUafAdEtuI/AAAAAAAACgY/c1P_LRvsFLU/s1600/224167_216525225032911_100000263063396_806114_2760222_n%2Bedited.jpg" style="font-style: italic; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jk0vBss2sRs/TdUafAdEtuI/AAAAAAAACgY/c1P_LRvsFLU/s320/224167_216525225032911_100000263063396_806114_2760222_n%2Bedited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608418030960031458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gorgeous, hot mama and very friendly. Kak Ozlynn( a.k.a isteri Johan) and me, one of the coolest people. seriously. haha. *i hate gambar dari tepi. gaahhh! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GO8GuU_LjV4/TdUbjFqpqdI/AAAAAAAACgo/TrnKFlJ0Axg/s1600/DSC_0697%2BAMAMAMAMAAA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GO8GuU_LjV4/TdUbjFqpqdI/AAAAAAAACgo/TrnKFlJ0Axg/s320/DSC_0697%2BAMAMAMAMAAA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608419200590260690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And finally! Zizan Razak! Nothing much to say,&lt;b&gt; I LOVE YOU&lt;/b&gt;! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*okay perasan* hihi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need not to mention every detail that has happened inside there but trust me, many of you might say this "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;la, awat nak susah susah pi sana, dok tengok dalam tv lagi syok ohh boleh baring-baring&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;tudiaaa, waste time je hampa dok pi sana, bukan bleh masuk ke apa&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;bla bla bla&lt;/span&gt;" this is what I say, dude you're no interesting. I understand that many people have their opinion, and me myself I wont to go event or places that I have no interest in. Wasting time as they say. But why not if you take some risk, make your life interesting and just for a second go enjoy your life to see it with your own eyes how is it going on and experienced it yourself. Rather than you just sit home, complain but still dreaming to be part of it. I rest my case. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I experienced myself. Dude, to make people laugh is not an easy job to do. So, if hampa suma kat rumah rasa maharaja lawak tengok dalam tv tu dah habis kelakar, cuba pi tengok live, it is more and far away interesting. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, please please be extra EXTRA careful. As much as this thing creeping me out, but I'm sure you guys have been told about this new trending acid splasher thingy. Certainly a bad and dangerous thing. Call me a drama queen, or coward but I am scared to go out without having company. So to my dearest friends, relatives and people out there especially girls, please be alert and extra careful when you walk alone. In a moment, in a second everything can change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May peace be upon you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amalina.Nazri&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-3501614674642243121?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/3501614674642243121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/3501614674642243121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/05/once.html' title='Once,'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AIWhGaI99RA/TdUVw3hNT2I/AAAAAAAACgI/nFHZHhAzkdE/s72-c/DSC_0621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-4777701916364596334</id><published>2011-05-02T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T07:31:58.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the look.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strephon kissed me in the spring,&lt;/div&gt;Robin in the fall,&lt;br /&gt;but Colin only looked at me,&lt;br /&gt;and never kissed at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strephon's kiss was lost on jest,&lt;br /&gt;Robin's lost in play,&lt;br /&gt;but the kiss in Colin's eyes&lt;br /&gt;haunts me night and day.&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what a story. aww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-4777701916364596334?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4777701916364596334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4777701916364596334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/05/look.html' title='the look.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-1652516626338642915</id><published>2011-04-30T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T05:35:17.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qQRfgYds5wo/TbwBVE4N-fI/AAAAAAAACeA/8DDq9rlu-OM/s1600/tumblr_ljnhegiBb81qzr04eo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601353498140473842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qQRfgYds5wo/TbwBVE4N-fI/AAAAAAAACeA/8DDq9rlu-OM/s400/tumblr_ljnhegiBb81qzr04eo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I do just for the sake of curious.&lt;br /&gt;will be blog later, xo.&lt;br /&gt;may peace be upon you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-1652516626338642915?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1652516626338642915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1652516626338642915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/04/do-you.html' title='Do you ?'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qQRfgYds5wo/TbwBVE4N-fI/AAAAAAAACeA/8DDq9rlu-OM/s72-c/tumblr_ljnhegiBb81qzr04eo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-2867834741530637444</id><published>2011-04-17T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T04:42:48.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to watch you babyy XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0cJysqHNef4/TarNXhxrqAI/AAAAAAAACdI/zgwfYgCRcGM/s1600/IMG_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596511291048699906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0cJysqHNef4/TarNXhxrqAI/AAAAAAAACdI/zgwfYgCRcGM/s320/IMG_0445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went to the curve and watched never say never 3D, chillin with my sister on sunday because sunday is the only day out for me since I'm a jobless nuts and full time maid in my house now and so I am with no money in my pocket but it's not about the money money money, I don't need your money money money. lol XD. So, back to the main point here, as I expected it was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amazing and Justin Bieber is so mouth watery to me&lt;/span&gt;. I repeat, for me so stop insult him whatnot.*drool over and over again*&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my MUET done or to be exact, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Malaysian University English Test.&lt;/span&gt; It was way better than the previous one I had. Alhamdulillah for that, I can breath a little more. At least for now. I mean it can be really stressful for me knowning that the course I'm into needed me to achieve band 4 and above. Tapi tula kan, mmg kena so I need that band 4 but I believe the outcome result will be as equal as the hardwork and prayer. That's the norm people. You work hard plus with some prayer to god, you'll be granted. If not, maybe god has a better plan for you, am I right? after all HE knows the best.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay malas nak blog, exhausted I am. Till I got the mood to blog again! May peace be upon you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-2867834741530637444?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2867834741530637444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2867834741530637444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-went-to-watch-you-babyy-xd.html' title='I went to watch you babyy XD'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0cJysqHNef4/TarNXhxrqAI/AAAAAAAACdI/zgwfYgCRcGM/s72-c/IMG_0445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-5197137069399358529</id><published>2011-04-12T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T20:03:10.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qp8NuEydi3Y/TaUIkeR0-eI/AAAAAAAACdA/ZIj6dzcDnCw/s1600/DSC_0320%2Bedit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594887534773860834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qp8NuEydi3Y/TaUIkeR0-eI/AAAAAAAACdA/ZIj6dzcDnCw/s320/DSC_0320%2Bedit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the result is out. I am &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;thankful &lt;/span&gt;that I still maintain 3 and above, alhamdulillah alhamdulillah. I can tell, the last minute hard work really worth the pain and might as well I want to thank my baybay, Azza, Natra, Nelfi, Fatihah, Ira, Hamdan, Kak nisa, Kak shaz, the group discussion people &lt;strong&gt;(there's a lot to mention, they know who they are)&lt;/strong&gt; and whoever who have been there for me when I started to get freaked out and a bit down the moment I knew that my carry marks are low, yes lower than last semester but still I maintain my cgpa above 3 pointer, alhamdulillah for that and you guys are awesome. I guess I back it up during final, haha yeah I kick the butt of the examination. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These people, who were really really have been there for me and push me to not give up when I'm about to lose faith in law, they were there who stays with me at the library from 9a.m to 9p.m nearly everyday, thank you very much. Just when I nearly gave up, you guys were there to convince me and here we are standing in a glory, god knows how thankful i am. Despise the ups and downs, bullshit that i feel about, you know playing with emotion is the hardest thing. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The feeling when you just screwed up and you wake up one day,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you just don't care anymore&lt;/span&gt;. I feel it. Not only upon my study but on the other things that happened too. There's a lot. ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember I cried during night at the library, when I first saw my law carry mark, I get down it's a total different from previous semester, I taught I was failing but as I mentioned, god knows, He sees my hardwork and he blessed me with the result. So congratulations to all my friends who managed to get 4 flat and whatever your outcome and also remember this, whatever result you got, if you really work hard and pour every bits of your determination on it, you should be proud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I'm promoting this, whoever who happen to read this, please visit &lt;a href="http://themercistore.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://themercistore.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; ! See the jacket I'm wearing in the picture above? If you're wondering where did i get it, it's from merci store, the founder of this store are my seniors. Do support them and show some love. So that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May peace be upon you and lead a blessed and happy life :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-5197137069399358529?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5197137069399358529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5197137069399358529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/04/bit.html' title='A bit'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qp8NuEydi3Y/TaUIkeR0-eI/AAAAAAAACdA/ZIj6dzcDnCw/s72-c/DSC_0320%2Bedit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-6721111445099196875</id><published>2011-04-05T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T00:00:14.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you Anwar Hadi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tweeted Anwar Hadi and he replied! Someone please slap me! XD &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VHkJluPbfk8/TZwPCavxdaI/AAAAAAAACc4/BtRNBH1-bgs/s1600/amalina.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 44px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VHkJluPbfk8/TZwPCavxdaI/AAAAAAAACc4/BtRNBH1-bgs/s400/amalina.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592361371501163938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I tweeted him, click to enlarge the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l7UNIMgrPgM/TZwNTZcmtoI/AAAAAAAACcw/YymZpC9JlPA/s1600/anwar%2Bhadi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592359464186852994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l7UNIMgrPgM/TZwNTZcmtoI/AAAAAAAACcw/YymZpC9JlPA/s400/anwar%2Bhadi.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And this is him replied. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I think I just had my nice day. Thank you god! I am happy and excited and I wanna smile for whole day long. HAHAAA. call me crazy, I think I am. Don't worry, I will step into reality again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-6721111445099196875?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6721111445099196875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6721111445099196875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/04/thank-you-anwar-hadi.html' title='thank you Anwar Hadi!'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VHkJluPbfk8/TZwPCavxdaI/AAAAAAAACc4/BtRNBH1-bgs/s72-c/amalina.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-8462335115027205811</id><published>2011-04-05T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T20:21:48.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tulisan bebelan</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum and salam sejahtera to you people. How's it hanging yaw? Haha okay okay stop acting like Anward Hadi. &lt;em&gt;*eyes blinking*&lt;/em&gt; yes galpreen, I know. Daa~&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hye, yeah I'm still &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;alive&lt;/span&gt;.Thank you GOD! hee. I wanted to say this, I've read so many blog that I'd say I'm proud of. Most of them are among my friends, Uitm Merbok's friend and also the others. Some of the blog are suggested and some I found it from nowhere. From English to Bahasa kinda blog, they are all pretty much amazing. Speaking of Uitm Merbok, Aaah I miss Merbok more and more now.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, ceritanya hari ni gua nak cakap, in my previous post that I've mentioned I got an offer for a job but I didn't take it or to be exact I make a decision not to work. No solid reasons actually. I mean, I still can look for a job in next upcoming semester break. Yeah, I got one more semester to go to finish foundation in law then 6 months of freedom baby. That's when I decided to work, for such a long time of break. For now, I just like to stay at home and do the house chores, prepare for next semester to come. Pampered myself, keep up with the leisure time. Naaah.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I'm getting addicted to most youtube sensation nowadays. I am pretty sure you guys knew a few names. What I most proud is when &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Malaysian&lt;/span&gt; people started to becoming one, wuhuuuu! because I used to see people from other country who fills up the youtube sensation and now that some of Malaysian people has gotten into it such as, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Matlutfi&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anwar Hadi&lt;/span&gt; and err who else? Pause it right there. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nampak sgt gua tahu dua ni je. hihi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Okay, let's hope these people could influenced others. In case you want to know, I only adore those who are with amazing-hilarious-yet-educational videos and not the silly-and-oh-so-not-cool videos. No offense on that.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so let's focus more on me now, How's life? Pretty good. Makan, tidur, semua cukup alhamdulillah but see, I'm bored of facebook, I'm not up to blog, mostly I just mumbling which I'm doing right now and I less tweet than usual. See, it's like I'm not functioning the way I am. Kau dah kenapa amalina? Maybe true what my thought says, I rather studying than have a break but my heart says, I need a break. Macam mana tu? -.- So, how's the love life? &lt;strong&gt;Nonexistent thanks for asking&lt;/strong&gt;. When is your result coming out? I have no idea but soon enough. Have you prepared for MUET? Aaah a little bit, wish me luck. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore Hana Tajima too. She is an isnpiration, her sense of style. aww. And this is the problem, &lt;strong&gt;I adore lots of people who's probably didn't know my name.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's pretty much it. Jaga diri and may peace be upon you. :)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s; what can you do when your good isn't good enough? macam mana? fikir-fikirkan lah. Adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-8462335115027205811?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8462335115027205811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8462335115027205811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/04/tulisan-bebelan.html' title='tulisan bebelan'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-2374306235509901796</id><published>2011-04-05T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T18:37:55.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Quran (2:152)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"So remember Me; I will remember you. And be grateful to Me and do not deny Me."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alhamdulillah, Ya Allah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-2374306235509901796?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2374306235509901796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2374306235509901796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/04/holy-quran-2152.html' title='Holy Quran (2:152)'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-3163770322547897472</id><published>2011-03-31T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T01:35:01.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah</title><content type='html'>jangan kufur nikmat yang diberi percuma&lt;br /&gt;guna kelebihan untuk hikmah bersama&lt;br /&gt;jagalah nama hidup penuh pementasan dan drama&lt;br /&gt;ada berisi ada yang kurus,ada melencong ada yang lurus bukan semuanya tulus&lt;br /&gt;ada sempuna ada kurang upaya ada yang jadi buta hanya bila sudah kaya&lt;br /&gt;sebesar rumah bermula dengan sekecil bata,boleh hilang dalam sekelip mata&lt;br /&gt;ucaplah alhamdulillah bukannya sukar, kerna semua nak kaya atau besar&lt;br /&gt;tetap Allahuakbar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasil nukilah Too Phat. Muhasabah diri. Thumbs up. May peace be upon you.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s; I adore you Malique! haha :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-3163770322547897472?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/3163770322547897472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/3163770322547897472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/03/alhamdulillah.html' title='Alhamdulillah'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-4500453345440333581</id><published>2011-03-28T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T22:16:27.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THAT SHOULD BE ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="500" height="311" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/p5Jw-T4dVss" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Bieber! Doesn't matter if you don't like it but i do. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-4500453345440333581?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4500453345440333581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4500453345440333581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/03/that-should-be-me.html' title='THAT SHOULD BE ME'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/p5Jw-T4dVss/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-2959102878401557404</id><published>2011-03-28T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T22:19:59.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook here, facebook there</title><content type='html'>So hey, the title's say it all. yeah people, the most popular and world wide website one can't live without. It's &lt;strong&gt;FACEBOOK&lt;/strong&gt;! Haha, once a day it's a must to log on to facebook even for a minute, aite? Hey, I do that too. But irony is, I'm feeling bored with facebook, people updating their status, photos, and bla bla drag about what they do good and all. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Still, I log on to it for I don't know why&lt;/span&gt;. Facebook is a part of life, facebook is just a website yet giving massive influenced to people. Yeah, teenagers mostly.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What if I de-activate my facebook&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Do anyone gonna notice that&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Do anyone gonna miss me&lt;/span&gt;? Oh crap, shut up amalina you're not even Anwar Hadi or Matlutfi. Hahaaa. &lt;em&gt;okay gua teringin gila nak jumpa si Anwar Hadi dengan Matlutfi ni. Cool lah bro!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Plus, thing is about facebook is you can see creatures such as 11 or 10 years old kid having one. So I kinda go &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dumbfounded&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for awhile! Bummer! Hey, how the heck do these kids know how to facebook? okay, one of my small cousin have it and it suprised me when I received a request from her. My dad has it too, he added me and commented on my wall. Ayah, let the facebook thing remains there okay? :D &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh malas lah nak type panjang2 lagi, I wanna hit the cinema and watch every movie that is now showing. Suckerpunch, suckerpunch, and err suckerpunch? haha. Everyone seems to worship that movie real good. So that makes me wanna go see it. Anyone? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you like my new layout now? ngeh. :&amp;gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Byeeeeee and assalamualaikum. Tak jawab dosa, jawab sayaaaang! *giggles* Adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-2959102878401557404?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2959102878401557404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2959102878401557404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/03/facebook-here-facebook-there.html' title='Facebook here, facebook there'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-6674671371876258163</id><published>2011-03-27T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T07:36:56.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sisters from another parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;26 of march, I went out with the chums. Spend time together having good quality time with them. It was fun, fun, and the jokes are still like before. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Too lazy to write actually&lt;/span&gt;. These are the pictures, the rest you know how to find me, facebook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From Aeon and Aina drove us to shah alam, oh we went into Old Blossom shop at section 13 then to tutti frutti. Bring along my baby nikon and honestly, I don't know what is so special about tutti frutti but it's all good. No offense. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yC2ASuNSU_I/TY8zpOstW9I/AAAAAAAACbw/VarZLWYfMaw/s1600/DSC_3340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588742446003346386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yC2ASuNSU_I/TY8zpOstW9I/AAAAAAAACbw/VarZLWYfMaw/s320/DSC_3340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;hye my name is amalina, and I'm cool. kbyethanks &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lBYPoiXgFDI/TY8yXDiU8TI/AAAAAAAACbo/UPbGnqy4RRA/s1600/DSC_3334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588741034257740082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lBYPoiXgFDI/TY8yXDiU8TI/AAAAAAAACbo/UPbGnqy4RRA/s320/DSC_3334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;never been any cuter! comel ah kau grrr. syg aina &amp;lt;3 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2mGbNMGjSY/TY8yWyzkcAI/AAAAAAAACbg/roq-zIArQOg/s1600/DSC_3368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588741029766656002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2mGbNMGjSY/TY8yWyzkcAI/AAAAAAAACbg/roq-zIArQOg/s320/DSC_3368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;ye saya tahu saya gemuk =.= &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qsOmBYUlaSs/TY8yWWqrcrI/AAAAAAAACbY/pmxudrzTW_0/s1600/DSC_3414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588741022213173938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qsOmBYUlaSs/TY8yWWqrcrI/AAAAAAAACbY/pmxudrzTW_0/s320/DSC_3414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;first time makan tutti frutti, mmg gua batak, rm17 bhai! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kpN8EZ6E2C0/TY8yWDhAcFI/AAAAAAAACbQ/ZzhutJqbJ_g/s1600/DSC_3312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588741017072332882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kpN8EZ6E2C0/TY8yWDhAcFI/AAAAAAAACbQ/ZzhutJqbJ_g/s320/DSC_3312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;aku syg korg! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b0NQTOkAaB8/TY8yVmtR8DI/AAAAAAAACbI/7hMY8I9krr8/s1600/DSC_3318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588741009339183154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b0NQTOkAaB8/TY8yVmtR8DI/AAAAAAAACbI/7hMY8I9krr8/s320/DSC_3318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;candid! i loike! thanks azza :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We are 6 years and counting. Alhamdulillah :)&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/2150001853652512571-6674671371876258163?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6674671371876258163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6674671371876258163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/03/sisters-from-another-parents.html' title='sisters from another parents'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yC2ASuNSU_I/TY8zpOstW9I/AAAAAAAACbw/VarZLWYfMaw/s72-c/DSC_3340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-1012385707600691974</id><published>2011-03-25T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T10:40:10.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zaman Myspace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ycvqQLDM9rk/TYzRmGuVc1I/AAAAAAAACbA/0UxSLM0GB3Q/s1600/1_233822050l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588071690230133586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ycvqQLDM9rk/TYzRmGuVc1I/AAAAAAAACbA/0UxSLM0GB3Q/s320/1_233822050l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; "zaman budak2"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning people! My clock is ticking right now, at 1.10a.m now and I still can't sleep. haha anyways, see my picture above? Yeah the one with grey contact I wore, it's few years back and seriously this is my kind of amusment to reminisce the old thing. Ahaa how I evolved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Me and the girls would surf on the net during the night time whereas we still have school to attend early in the morning on the next day and that night, we stayed up, commented on each other's page. Jay, me, Aina and Azza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I used the words such as "i hell don't care (&lt;em&gt;well&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;still using it now though :P&lt;/em&gt;), i don't give a damn if you judge me" and blaaah which is so overrated now, i figure. aha. &lt;strong&gt;konon-kononnya cool ah.&lt;/strong&gt; funny aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Editing picture, emo stuff and all just to show the coolest part of me. Err now, I'd say i'm not proud mama! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Stalk on few people, and the worst is viewing their page like almost everyday which is everytime i gave a thought about this of course I would, laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Keep on changing the "about me" section and "who i'd like to meet". But fact is, the about me section is a real deal, I ain't creating or deducting anything about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's freaking many more and many pictures I just don't like to post it all here, nothing personal just awkward. If I had to list it all down, it would be one page long. I don't want to bore whoever is reading this. haha. So this is me reminisce the young behaviour of mine. As I can see myself and sure, I evolved, I grew up. Everybody will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bye, may peace be upon you. Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-1012385707600691974?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1012385707600691974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/1012385707600691974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/03/zaman-myspace.html' title='Zaman Myspace'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ycvqQLDM9rk/TYzRmGuVc1I/AAAAAAAACbA/0UxSLM0GB3Q/s72-c/1_233822050l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-4080304184276169032</id><published>2011-03-23T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T16:41:57.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hikayat Merong Mahawangsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Sampai masa tibanya waktu, Redup hati kaum berdua, Bila dua jasad menjadi satu, Hidup mati jadi bersama” -HMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UsUjK81N75Y/TYqDFDo6bHI/AAAAAAAACaw/Ivy7MqyvieE/s1600/poster-hikayat-merong-mahawangsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587422410606013554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UsUjK81N75Y/TYqDFDo6bHI/AAAAAAAACaw/Ivy7MqyvieE/s320/poster-hikayat-merong-mahawangsa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know I'm a lil bit late for this movie but shut up this movie is awesome. It's more than awesome, it's brilliant and beyond the awesome! The language, malay klasik. I can't stop smiling for god knows why. Anyways, I know KRU production never fail to make an awesome movie such like this, two thumbs up, it was epic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way, I heard there this one girl who has been now trending topic. Rebecca Black. Oh my! Rebecca who?!! where the heck did this girl came out of? Yeah I heard her song from one of my friend's blog and I was like "say whaaaatt? you really got to be kidding meh! yeah yeah she's pretty but my godness her voice is nothing like a machine" hahaa but I have no reason to either like or dislike her, yes I am this type of person. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adios.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-4080304184276169032?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4080304184276169032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4080304184276169032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/03/sampai-masa-tibanya-waktu-redup-hati.html' title='Hikayat Merong Mahawangsa'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UsUjK81N75Y/TYqDFDo6bHI/AAAAAAAACaw/Ivy7MqyvieE/s72-c/poster-hikayat-merong-mahawangsa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-8670568853377942826</id><published>2011-03-22T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T00:50:21.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts you can't decode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;People never satisfy eh&lt;/span&gt;? hahaa. Question to self, if you can relate then go on I'm not gonna stop. haha! Thing is, few weeks back, I'm looking forward to have this two months of "freedom" i'd say, I have it already. It's a cool thing, really. But haven't I reached the full-two-months freedom to an end and there I go, I feel bored. Oh my. Everyone is working in my house you see, and stayed at home alone err, wasn't a good idea at all. I mean not at all. Right now, just right now how I wish I had a baby sister or boyfriend maybe or just send me back to merbok.&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; Which is no no no for me at this moment.&lt;/span&gt; What are you kidding me amalina, seriously? haha. Oh mind me, I kinda talk to myself. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Scared baby?&lt;/span&gt; Boooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I stop whining for awhile when my mom says she got an offer a job for me. It's pretty cool job you know, working as a cashier at a book store. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah I don't like to go in a crowd just when I figure myself lately&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Book store was cool, I can catch up. Hopefully. But I'm still thinking of it, could be yes or could be no. Oh I try to get a place for Azza too for a job in that place since my mom knew the owner, actually my sister used to work there as a cashier as well back then when she waited her spm result. Thought if I have a friend besides me would be great, Azza and me, we're been so long together since we're at 13 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure I hardly being the old oh so "gila-gila" girl anymore. I mean I am still, if I want to it's there but I'm more what can I say this, aah speak with a brain. I'm 18, I sometimes don't speak or talk like an 18 years old. Reaching the maturity already? Definitely. I'm loving this.&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; I don't like to be called what I'm not. It's either can be compliment or embarassment because I'm not cheezy like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I got addicted to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the vampire diaries&lt;/span&gt; from day to day, Stefan and Damon Salvatore is my new brand of nyummayh. *evil face* Wish they were a real deal but oh, of course reality works better. Get off into reality, amalina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes I am unpredictable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's just how I work&lt;/span&gt;. Let me tell you. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The diary wasn't always right. Reality set in sometimes it slammed right infront your face&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;May peace be upon you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s ; Anwar Hadi , I wanna meet you. Badly. *grin like an idiot*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-8670568853377942826?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8670568853377942826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8670568853377942826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-thoughts-you-cant-decode.html' title='My thoughts you can&apos;t decode'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-5669991975197122965</id><published>2011-03-18T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T09:18:03.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hot air balloon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2GqDhF3vFsk/TYOFRfHkIqI/AAAAAAAACaA/puIPrNVV1K0/s1600/DSC_3158_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585454498327044770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2GqDhF3vFsk/TYOFRfHkIqI/AAAAAAAACaA/puIPrNVV1K0/s320/DSC_3158_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g4BcLjHUn9w/TYOFRCYzz3I/AAAAAAAACZ4/tEEsnVzZgmw/s1600/DSC_3081%2Bupload.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585454490614746994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g4BcLjHUn9w/TYOFRCYzz3I/AAAAAAAACZ4/tEEsnVzZgmw/s320/DSC_3081%2Bupload.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh hye everyone! yes i came to blog again but i'm way too lazy to write. Shortly, I went to putrajaya for the hot air balloon. Went there with family and of course i took pictures. I had fun which I rarely feel it in a month, three month to be exact. I uploaded two pictures here, the rest you can take a look at my flickr, feel free to check out, just &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/amalinot"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; . Thanks! &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/2150001853652512571-5669991975197122965?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5669991975197122965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5669991975197122965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/03/hot-air-balloon.html' title='hot air balloon.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2GqDhF3vFsk/TYOFRfHkIqI/AAAAAAAACaA/puIPrNVV1K0/s72-c/DSC_3158_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-7005563378240413628</id><published>2011-03-10T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T11:22:30.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderwall</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Oay2EwaEv1I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I listen to oasis. I said maybe you're gonna be the one who gonna save me and after all you're my wonderwall. I don't care is not the deal. I just stopped waiting around for something that didn't happened. I did it myself. Simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three more papers to go then I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas creatures and may peace be upon you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-7005563378240413628?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/7005563378240413628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/7005563378240413628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/03/wonderwall.html' title='Wonderwall'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Oay2EwaEv1I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-6903657188773935620</id><published>2011-03-03T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T03:47:03.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final and the begining of march.</title><content type='html'>Do you know where your heart is? Do you think you can find it? Don't trade for something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/a2RA0vsZXf8" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am so loving this! awesomeeeeee !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're in the month of march, I wish everyone to a happy march.Yeah March, we meet again. I'd go back to december all the time. Nothing much I guess, up next is final then home. Yeah I am that excited to go home. I feel real awful for the first time in my life for a small matter I couldn't careless about but it's all good really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up, digest it all in once, work ass off for final. I hope I did even better than last semester. It's time to excel, let's kick the butt of this exam. I am looking forward to go home despise how I spent my days here watching the vampire diaries, study,vampire diaries again, study, gossip girl but on top of everything, I got my friends to entertain me. Stefan Salvatore is the new brand of nyummayh. Oh god, one day my paranoia can turn into full-blown hallucinations. Certainly not a good thing let's hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my thoughts and heart, we got an issue but it's all good. Gonna update some more, so that's pretty much it! May peace be upon you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-6903657188773935620?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6903657188773935620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6903657188773935620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/03/final-and-begining-of-march.html' title='Final and the begining of march.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/a2RA0vsZXf8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-3180664499888307056</id><published>2011-02-26T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T03:42:52.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same kind of different as me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gInCWnLpmFw/TWnWore6g5I/AAAAAAAACZk/o9NPv_218YI/s1600/edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578225607830569874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gInCWnLpmFw/TWnWore6g5I/AAAAAAAACZk/o9NPv_218YI/s320/edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hye my name is amalina, that's all you need to know.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;thank you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am my own individual, I am my own smile that's just me. Fickle-minded at time but ain't easy to be urged. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Suaraku keras tak berbahasa, kerna ku rimas gedik mengada-ngada".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now I'm gonna be so random for this post, I'm gonna spill everything on my mind. This second semester will come to the end, less than three weeks I think. You know, I feel &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fucked up&lt;/span&gt; sometimes, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;screwed up&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;feeling down&lt;/span&gt; I'm sure everyone feel the same way. I have my own way dealing with this. I don't cooperate with bullshit anymore. People came out with such a blatant lie, here and there hurting each other. What is that to you, a play-game? Honestly I don't have the same thought with you on that. Oh so-tell-me about it. I heard enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They say being a teenager is one of a hell good thing. Hahaa indeed but I don't really obsses with being "sweet-18 or sweet-19". &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rather in my opinion, I'd like to call it as a "bittersweet-19"&lt;/span&gt; haha! Seeing everyone broke up and they feel the excruciatingly pain, I just got to say this for you, mate.&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Just don't save a place for someone who doesn't make an effort to be there at the place. A place in your heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apart from that, turns out I'm a big fan of babies. Yes, I've always been a fan to them since ever. I love babies, that's the fact. They're innocent and cute. They have no idea how complicated everything is gonna get for them so babies, enjoy your life as a babies while you can. If only I can turn back the hands of time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Happy Birthday to all my february babies, Nina, Nelfi, Najah, Daniel, and my one and only girlfriend since primary school, Lee Halim! &lt;/span&gt;I love youu all my dear friends! No post for you guys but I hope my prayers will accompany you awesome people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm on twitter more, feel free to follow me. May peace be upon you! Alas, people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-3180664499888307056?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/3180664499888307056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/3180664499888307056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/02/same-kind-of-different-as-me.html' title='Same kind of different as me.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gInCWnLpmFw/TWnWore6g5I/AAAAAAAACZk/o9NPv_218YI/s72-c/edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-6169294955240702487</id><published>2011-02-22T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T21:54:35.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fake it fake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZKTmCNFoFI/TWPvK5j9JjI/AAAAAAAACY8/4feqVF1nlSk/s1600/IMG01461-20110108-0809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576563734144165426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZKTmCNFoFI/TWPvK5j9JjI/AAAAAAAACY8/4feqVF1nlSk/s320/IMG01461-20110108-0809.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I don't scare you people yeah. *smirk*. haha anyway this is just a random pic I took with azza. See, everyone can fake a smile. Fake a smile to force an insincere pleasant look, pretty bad facial. Thing is, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you have no idea how I can scare myself what a nutcase I can be.&lt;/span&gt; But of course,&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; I don't do doofus thing.&lt;/span&gt; This is what I call self experimental not doofus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week has been a stressing week, law test, forum, speaking test, listening test, test again. It seems that I need a break for myself. Too much of good stuff is a bad stuff. Have you heard about it, no? haha. Wasn't it an old, wise man who once said; "one part brave, three parts fool?" Go figure. Interesting part for today is, the small suprise party for nelfi's birthday is one of a meaningful one I will remember. Happy Birthday , Nelfi Amiera Mizan! I love you sisters (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thousand exclamation&lt;/span&gt; and one fucking big question mark. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Constantly, constantly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually function well during the night time but due to very lack of sleep from yesterday, I'm feeling numb and sleepy already so that's pretty much it. Good night and assalamualaikum. Tak jawab dosa, jawab sayaaaang! hahahaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-6169294955240702487?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6169294955240702487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/6169294955240702487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/02/fake-it-fake.html' title='fake it fake'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZKTmCNFoFI/TWPvK5j9JjI/AAAAAAAACY8/4feqVF1nlSk/s72-c/IMG01461-20110108-0809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-3595710533669713949</id><published>2011-02-17T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T06:24:20.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope adolescent is not doing hella damage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4-wfSN7ewSc/TV0sRn0fXJI/AAAAAAAACYE/qORuvCiLJI8/s1600/tumblr_lfki9kwkae1qa0nd6o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574660595013082258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4-wfSN7ewSc/TV0sRn0fXJI/AAAAAAAACYE/qORuvCiLJI8/s400/tumblr_lfki9kwkae1qa0nd6o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;In life, as I get older, I had nothing much to ask anymore.&lt;em&gt; (lie kot. hihi but seriously)&lt;/em&gt; Not expensive gifts nor teddy bears or flowers or chocolates or whatnot and so on. Just a happy life, much love and no regrets. I'm not a person who always gets what I want but either way I am thankful that my parents provide me with everything that I need. Alhamdulillah for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's irony, really irony when someone always whining about their life especially when their boyfriend or girlfriend left them. Okay it's not for me to judge but seriously, you got to feel how me and some of my friend who never ever have one but I still respect someone prespective towards this. I mean not everyone's feeling can be the same right? Don't get me wrong, this is just my opinion. Truth to be told, I kinda immune to that feeling way too numb for a long time but still, I rock my world. To my sisters and brothers, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sometimes you just have to watch the broken pieces fall to the ground and walk away, no matter how much you want to fix it. I mean, if it's meant to be, the time will come&lt;/span&gt;. Don't find love too hard, it will go away. Believe in god, it will come sincerely. Someone is created for you already somewhere. You just got to be patient and believe in god. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I never really had a thought on how I would die, but dying besides someone you love is a good way to go. Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought to count for something." &lt;em&gt;-"Bella Swan, twilight"- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s: but who knows maybe one day we'll be perfect to each other. After all, this is life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-3595710533669713949?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/3595710533669713949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/3595710533669713949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-hope-adolescent-is-not-doing-hella.html' title='I hope adolescent is not doing hella damage'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4-wfSN7ewSc/TV0sRn0fXJI/AAAAAAAACYE/qORuvCiLJI8/s72-c/tumblr_lfki9kwkae1qa0nd6o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-9171078891031208229</id><published>2011-02-15T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T03:50:37.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M3cnTMH7Q3o/TVpZ0Lqvl0I/AAAAAAAACXU/1ZwEMt4wELw/s1600/DSC_2429%2Bedit%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573866241844549442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M3cnTMH7Q3o/TVpZ0Lqvl0I/AAAAAAAACXU/1ZwEMt4wELw/s320/DSC_2429%2Bedit%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is me with my boyfriend.yes my phone is my boyfriend for now :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So hello everyone. Beautiful people. Today is maulidur rasul. May peace be upon Prophet Muhammad S.A.W. Amin. I didn't do anything much today, just bit of here and there with my roomates. I got group discussion at 3 just now, finished up my assignment and got to study for the second up coming test. Assignment one down, one more to go. Critical moment. Very much, indeed. Truth to be told I am fcuking scared to face final examination. The syllabus are getting harder. Dear god, I seek for your forgiveness and do help me and my fellow friends to achieved flying colors in our examination, insyallah. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy with assignment, listening to music on my phone. A lunatic lament would still be my favourite. My phone is a he, and he is my little black boyfriend. Haha! yes you hear me, the only little gadget that never gonna leave me well unless I'm reckless until I lost it. Let's hope not. Pretty reckless I can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like you of course I don't sugar-coat anything. Raw and blunt it is. Uncensored and un-edited. I'd tell you one day,sweetheart. This is just randon thought of mine. Anyway, I'm more on twitter now, feel free to follow me. It's twitter.com/amalinot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then have a nice day and may peace be upon you :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: currently listening to beautiful soul by jesse mccartney. this song is lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-9171078891031208229?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/9171078891031208229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/9171078891031208229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/02/beautiful-soul.html' title='Beautiful soul.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M3cnTMH7Q3o/TVpZ0Lqvl0I/AAAAAAAACXU/1ZwEMt4wELw/s72-c/DSC_2429%2Bedit%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-2402311779588497728</id><published>2011-02-12T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T21:24:17.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond Black and White.</title><content type='html'>Law fiesta went well. Alhamdulillah. I am very thankful for the experience I've got working with all the committes and all the exco. From part 1 until part 3. We work our ass off for this and thank god it's all good. Definitely one of the best memories I've ever had here, in Merbok. Uitm Merbok, Kedah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art of expression night was the best. Theater tronoh blew us off by their performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malas nak cakap banyak, here are the pictures. Selebihnya, di facebook :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the closing night of law fiesta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pPs6TVJKvYA/TVdiW47uJJI/AAAAAAAACWc/ZFoosxVep_g/s1600/IMG02150-20110212-2235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573031209273795730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pPs6TVJKvYA/TVdiW47uJJI/AAAAAAAACWc/ZFoosxVep_g/s320/IMG02150-20110212-2235.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kak wani , natra and me (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1E2WZ-KaF0A/TVdqivQO4jI/AAAAAAAACXE/EB0JGRmHsT8/s1600/180846_187465661284494_100000631849397_478669_2604448_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573040208926925362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1E2WZ-KaF0A/TVdqivQO4jI/AAAAAAAACXE/EB0JGRmHsT8/s320/180846_187465661284494_100000631849397_478669_2604448_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_1KryxlQC6Y/TVdqiRPCUII/AAAAAAAACW8/hH2KkiHwnio/s1600/IMG02219-20110213-0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573040200868843650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_1KryxlQC6Y/TVdqiRPCUII/AAAAAAAACW8/hH2KkiHwnio/s320/IMG02219-20110213-0112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; kak shidda and nazerul anas (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_tS8vNGt8wY/TVdjcwolTGI/AAAAAAAACWk/otvPcXDpqlc/s1600/IMG02171-20110212-2254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573032409636883554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_tS8vNGt8wY/TVdjcwolTGI/AAAAAAAACWk/otvPcXDpqlc/s320/IMG02171-20110212-2254.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;the best and awesome people. Boss and kak gone ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g4scPl33kjA/TVdiWoKqvjI/AAAAAAAACWU/kugUGyYSt4c/s1600/IMG02141-20110211-2143.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573031204773084722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g4scPl33kjA/TVdiWoKqvjI/AAAAAAAACWU/kugUGyYSt4c/s320/IMG02141-20110211-2143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; theater night :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qi5q5c79Q44/TVdiWRSXRcI/AAAAAAAACWM/YhN5W0zUKLQ/s1600/IMG02137-20110211-2037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573031198631347650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qi5q5c79Q44/TVdiWRSXRcI/AAAAAAAACWM/YhN5W0zUKLQ/s320/IMG02137-20110211-2037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2vwlFgrKc4I/TVdiWRHmCkI/AAAAAAAACWE/XvYbQ7YuqJg/s1600/IMG02048-20110210-1631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573031198586178114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2vwlFgrKc4I/TVdiWRHmCkI/AAAAAAAACWE/XvYbQ7YuqJg/s320/IMG02048-20110210-1631.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R72YbTwF914/TVdiWLRgCDI/AAAAAAAACV8/_vr3955etWQ/s1600/IMG02059-20110210-1700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573031197017114674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R72YbTwF914/TVdiWLRgCDI/AAAAAAAACV8/_vr3955etWQ/s320/IMG02059-20110210-1700.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; tie dyed shirt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/2150001853652512571-2402311779588497728?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2402311779588497728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2402311779588497728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/02/beyond-black-and-white.html' title='Beyond Black and White.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pPs6TVJKvYA/TVdiW47uJJI/AAAAAAAACWc/ZFoosxVep_g/s72-c/IMG02150-20110212-2235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-515435469460937187</id><published>2011-02-11T03:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T03:39:13.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on hiatus</title><content type='html'>So i've been really busy for this whole week. Might as well give you something to entertain. He's awesome I can tell, watch this video. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SoDdYnPd9TE" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-515435469460937187?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/515435469460937187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/515435469460937187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-hiatus.html' title='on hiatus'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SoDdYnPd9TE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-2257086456234063771</id><published>2011-02-02T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T00:46:22.981-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='S'/><title type='text'>least excited</title><content type='html'>So hello, Chinese New Year's break is here. Suprisingly, I didn't went back home. Nothing to brag about anyway. But mom is coming here on thursday. That's a good sign. Gonna persuade her to go to Penang! Shushi again? *grinning* Many of my fellas and sisters went back home, this whole campus turns out to be so dull and of unsual, quiet. Might as well wishing all of you, happy february. It's the month of love so joy to everyone. Speaking of february, it's valentine. There's no point to wait for valentine just to express your love as I believe you should show your love in everyday life. Right? In my opinion lah. Will be blog about it, later. So I have nothing much to mumble, much love and yeah have a niceeee day ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya putarkan lagu ini kepada anda semua. Joy to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" title="YouTube video player" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kkshHySfRD8" frameborder="0" width="425" type="text/html"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-2257086456234063771?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2257086456234063771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/2257086456234063771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/02/least-excited.html' title='least excited'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kkshHySfRD8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-5464937516769566793</id><published>2011-01-29T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T04:53:16.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green-eyed monster.</title><content type='html'>Insecurity. A person who is insecure lacks confidence in their own value and capability, lacks trust in themselves or others, or has fears that a present positive state is temporary and will let them down and cause them loss or distress by "going wrong" in the future. Everyone will experience this, at least once. Nowadays I don't know but I'm the least bit excited with everything that once used to excite me. I don't know, maybe because I got much to handle rather than just mumbling around and around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so good to add my general knowledge by searching much information on wikipedia about insecurity and all that. whoaaa. What I digest, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"green-eyed monster"&lt;/span&gt; is the major thing we should avoid. Go figure. Uncertainty and confusion really messed up my mind it's like the whole bunch thing getting annoyed by chance I did not treasure it much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have thought about this over and over again. Why is it so hard to confess to someone that we like them. I mean &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love, should be the least of your problem&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, hear me ladies and gentlemen. Love, relationship should be the least of your problem. If saying, "hey, I like you" is the simplest thing to do which is not to me, obviously yes I still didn't have the guts to say that. I'm saying &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;part of general&lt;/span&gt;, I think most girl can relate. Because most girl at my age is dealing with this same situation including me of course and that's why I'm thinking about this. If only it is damn easy to say those three words but of course, it took more than an emotion. It took courage, guts and you know the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What am I supposed to say when I'm all chocked up and you're okay?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-5464937516769566793?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5464937516769566793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5464937516769566793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/01/green-eyed-monster.html' title='Green-eyed monster.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-5045048878068051508</id><published>2011-01-27T06:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T06:27:50.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hakikatnya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Do something right people hardly remembers, do something wrong nobody forgets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-5045048878068051508?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5045048878068051508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/5045048878068051508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/01/hakikatnya.html' title='Hakikatnya'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-423053766136939300</id><published>2011-01-24T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T07:05:20.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>teman baru</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CTp9f5E6Ais/TT2TD3VPB0I/AAAAAAAACVo/rklJksmHing/s1600/230056641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565766409101707074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CTp9f5E6Ais/TT2TD3VPB0I/AAAAAAAACVo/rklJksmHing/s320/230056641.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And i got myself this little creatures, ikan laga. I have pets on my own! Terima kasih kepada Dalila Adnan kerana saya sudah terpengaruh untuk memilikinya. Haha. Anyway, I am that excited to bit having this as my new partner. Suka, definitely. Why, none of your business. I'll take care of you now, friend! :)&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/2150001853652512571-423053766136939300?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/423053766136939300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/423053766136939300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/01/teman-baru.html' title='teman baru'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CTp9f5E6Ais/TT2TD3VPB0I/AAAAAAAACVo/rklJksmHing/s72-c/230056641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-635497699807109949</id><published>2011-01-20T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T08:20:15.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It ends for a while.</title><content type='html'>Finally, it's thursday. Thursday which a sign tomorrow's gonna be a free day. And thank god, it's a bliss. Alhamdulillah. Anyway the reason why I did blogging for today is because I can't hold it anymore, I just got to say this, really. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Exam's over&lt;/span&gt;! Yes sweetheart now you hear me! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, see. I'm not good at summing up whatever I feel like most people did. What I feel is inexplicable. I mean how can that be so easy for them to write it all in paragraph? If only I would. I can but I just refuse too, I don't know but nowadays seeing much 'drama' surrounding me, I just got to say boy that don't excite me anymore. Haha, I really don't coperate with bullshit, I like it that way. Go with the flow. Dudeee, only dead fish go with the flow. haha I need to be teach, no exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I really really wanna go to Justin Bieber's concert! It's on April. Told my sister, I hope she got me one ticket. Hopefully. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having hectic life lately for god sake I don't know why.And white! Yeah white is calming I figure. Byeeeee. Peace be upon all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-635497699807109949?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/635497699807109949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/635497699807109949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-ends-for-while.html' title='It ends for a while.'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-8543835115636384407</id><published>2011-01-15T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T08:16:04.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Biar lenyap di serap sunyi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Biar senyap yang tak menyepi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mari patahkan papan markah lama,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mari padamkan buku tiga lima,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bila marah merasuk minda,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kecewa menyelebungi jiwa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aku lupa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Biar luka sembuh sendiri,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Biar lupa di tebus hari,&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:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Tolong ingatkan aku, ana raffali,-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nice lyric&lt;/span&gt; I can say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I privatized my blog. Yes I must admit due to certain reason. But now I open it again and if there's a person who read this lah if not, it's freaking fine with me ;) Deleted some of the post, no I deleted many post. Yes I repeat from hundreds of post it only left 3, but I can produce more ;) ahaa Anyway, I welcome me back here. Peace be upon you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-8543835115636384407?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8543835115636384407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8543835115636384407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2011/01/baru.html' title='Baru'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-8727300721628971027</id><published>2010-11-10T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T08:20:20.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CTp9f5E6Ais/TTHJMIDKeII/AAAAAAAACUY/v59yARWF4DE/s1600/tumblr_leqeaddqQf1qfu1gko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562448224935639170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CTp9f5E6Ais/TTHJMIDKeII/AAAAAAAACUY/v59yARWF4DE/s320/tumblr_leqeaddqQf1qfu1gko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need someone who unlike any others, throughout life, we will find one. A person who I can sit for 24/7 and talk to this person for hours and hours and never get bored , I could tell him whatyes and whatnot and he don’t judge . Because&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I'd rather have few days of wonderful than a lifetime of nothing special &lt;/span&gt;. The person I call soulmate , bestfriend and love . I think about the years ahead of me, I think about all the awesome people I will meet, I think about all the great ideas I will get, I think about all the adventures, I think about love, about all the places that I am yet to discover. I have hope. You’ll popped out of nowhere because i’m jaded with all this bullshits people keep on whining about until I couldn't care much, it &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;makes me sick&lt;/span&gt; . We all need this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-8727300721628971027?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8727300721628971027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/8727300721628971027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-simple.html' title='this simple'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CTp9f5E6Ais/TTHJMIDKeII/AAAAAAAACUY/v59yARWF4DE/s72-c/tumblr_leqeaddqQf1qfu1gko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150001853652512571.post-4491286898356195695</id><published>2010-08-12T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T02:08:23.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fire and ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CTp9f5E6Ais/TGO5gSxuyHI/AAAAAAAACE4/XsubBSkNVV0/s1600/tumblr_l6z3gl0T5p1qzzbuao1_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504447134024255602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CTp9f5E6Ais/TGO5gSxuyHI/AAAAAAAACE4/XsubBSkNVV0/s400/tumblr_l6z3gl0T5p1qzzbuao1_1280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some say the world will end up in fire,&lt;br /&gt;Some say in ice.&lt;br /&gt;From what I’ve tasted of desire&lt;br /&gt;I hold with those who favor fire.&lt;br /&gt;But if it had to perish twice,&lt;br /&gt;I think I know enough of hate&lt;br /&gt;To say that for destruction ice&lt;br /&gt;Is also great&lt;br /&gt;And would suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Robert Frost &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150001853652512571-4491286898356195695?l=amalianot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4491286898356195695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150001853652512571/posts/default/4491286898356195695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalianot.blogspot.com/2010/08/fire-and-ice.html' title='fire and ice'/><author><name>Amalina Nazri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07400381994066713759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CTp9f5E6Ais/TGO5gSxuyHI/AAAAAAAACE4/XsubBSkNVV0/s72-c/tumblr_l6z3gl0T5p1qzzbuao1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
