<?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-13893519</id><updated>2011-07-29T05:06:09.291+08:00</updated><category term='parenthood'/><category term='weddings and engagements'/><category term='sleepless nights'/><category term='colleagues'/><category term='movies'/><category term='random'/><category term='rants'/><category term='newChapter'/><category term='school'/><category term='mykiddos'/><category term='SAPS'/><category term='life'/><category term='buddies'/><category term='girlfriends'/><category term='you'/><category term='haniq talks'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='my kiddos'/><category term='mybabies'/><category term='memories'/><category term='AGnews'/><category term='late nights'/><category term='resources'/><category term='family'/><category term='occasions/celebrations'/><category term='video'/><category term='births'/><category term='practicum'/><category term='love'/><category term='bestfriends'/><category term='ourDream'/><title type='text'>A Walk To Remember</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>683</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-8830872362888175864</id><published>2010-03-16T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T00:26:41.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>see you there!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;hellloooo &lt;a href="http://hhildahh.onsugar.com/"&gt;sugar&lt;/a&gt;! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-8830872362888175864?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/8830872362888175864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=8830872362888175864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8830872362888175864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8830872362888175864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2010/03/see-you-there.html' title='see you there!'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3077810295202544281</id><published>2010-01-24T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:13:40.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>i need time</title><content type='html'>think i will blog again in march. bahhhh....&lt;br /&gt;baby, i wana be a tai tai so i can blog all day long. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_0249.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3077810295202544281?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3077810295202544281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=3077810295202544281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3077810295202544281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3077810295202544281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2010/01/think-i-will-blog-again-in-march.html' title='i need time'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3991629986376910484</id><published>2009-11-23T23:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T23:07:03.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>bestfriend is catching up with me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7419.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no words can ever describe how much i love you, dear bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;since the first day i met you back in 1999 in the school hall for our 1st day of Sec 1 orientation (i thought you were not Malay that i talked to you in English all the way. HAHA) till today, you have been nothing but the best. we went through 4 years of secondary education in the same class and the same seat together. why didnt we get sick of each other back then? asyik muka kau je. 4 tahun berturut-turut toleh kiri kanan muka kau eh. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didnt even expect to go through another 3 years of tertiary education in the same polytechnic together. the only difference was we went for a different course and thus, as expected, we kinda drifted apart. lack of quality time together. lack of communication together. lack of time management between new friends and school. well, let's just say lack of seeing each other everyday like we used to. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who knows Allah loves our friendship so much that He actually brought us four back together on that wonderful night at suntec for a whole new yet so old friendship to bloom again.&lt;br /&gt;isnt He wonderful? =) and 3 years later....look where we are now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all im saying is that i want nothing but the very best for you. and i hope our friendship still stays till eternity. insyallah. you know what i want, right? im just asking to be your future child's godmum! simple request, right? oh one more! also to entertain my never-ending candid shotssss! you need to be trained! it's a must till we grow old ok? heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you really like the simple celebration right from the dissapointment/trick you had to suffer to shoppin spree to bungy jumpeeeeee we had for you yesterday even though you ALMOST spoiled the dare that i had planned carefully just for YOU. tsk! yes, i know im evil. but you know i will do and did anything just to make you happy, right? you know i love you... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so once again, happy 23rd burpday kinky! hurry up alrdy in catching up with me! Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7383.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7384.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7390.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7420.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7424.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7431.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7438.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7441.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7455.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7461.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope this was something worth to remember. hiak hiak hiak. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7459.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3991629986376910484?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3991629986376910484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=3991629986376910484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3991629986376910484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3991629986376910484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/11/bestfriend-is-catching-up-with-me.html' title='bestfriend is catching up with me!'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-6848974034021029938</id><published>2009-11-23T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T03:44:05.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colleagues'/><title type='text'>ninja assassins</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/15956_182184649476_843059476_276945.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/15956_182184654476_843059476_276945.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while others were snoring their lazy yet beautiful sunday morning away, the colleagues and i braved ourselves for a 'war' of our own. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you....it was truly a form of good exercise wokay. for a mere of an hour and thirty minutes worth of running, squatting, ducking, aiming, shooting and shouting. i was really gasping for air after each part of the 'war'. or maybe i was just weak. bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was really thankful for i didnt walk away with a huge 'lovebite'. i silently prayed hard that i wouldnt get it on any part of my body for it will take 2-3weeks to heal wokay. scaryyy. but two or three of my colleagues were unlucky enough or maybe not fast enough to duck away (HAHA!) from the 'bullet' that they received those 'lovebites' on their arms and even on the butt! hilarious! and to think we still need to report for school the next day. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the tiredness, my sunday wasnt that bad afterall! i lioke! =)&lt;br /&gt;and later part of the day was spent with the bestfriends. her 23rd burpday. let's save that for another day. shagged! zzZZzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/15956_182184589476_843059476_276944.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/15956_182184469476_843059476_276941.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/15956_182184544476_843059476_276943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-6848974034021029938?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/6848974034021029938/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-2912956860123081200</id><published>2009-11-22T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:24:28.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings and engagements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colleagues'/><title type='text'>royal wedding of fiza&amp;elfy</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/fiza.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the much awaited wedding in our tiny family. =)&lt;br /&gt;it was truly a mad rush week for her especially since her wedding fell on that last week of school. 21st Nov. but all's well. she did her packing way before and settled all her work early of the week before she went for leave on the third day before her wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just could not help it but to feel the excitement as well when it comes to wedding. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7284.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7302.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7304.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7309.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7318.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7340.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-2912956860123081200?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/2912956860123081200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=2912956860123081200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>staff dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the time of the year again where everyone will look different than their normal teacher look everyday. quote from one of my colleagues, pauline, 'our everyday look are no different from a haggard auntie.' how sad but true. no matter how much i love to dress myself up, i just cannot. how can i dress up when i need to be in PE attire almost everyday aye? have you ever seen a PE teacher in makeup &amp;amp; dress? if you happen to see one, pls do call me &amp;amp; i would love to steal a tip or two on how she is able to do that comfortably. and with the amount of work we were overwhelmed with, we just cant help it but to have 'that' look at the end of the day and all we could think of once we reached home is shutting down our brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that explains why i love occasions like this. i love to see how the colleagues took an extra effort to doll themselves up in makeup which make them look younger &amp;amp; don in pretty lacey dresses for some who got teased by the guys in a good way. twas' nice! =) of course, i really hope for a theme as always. next year maybe. that will be totally so much fun! just gotta convince the elders into this. hmm. now that's gonna be hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the staff dinner was held on that tiring friday after our school's prize-giving day and we were all so shagged from that last day of packing our stuffs and helping the environment committee to clear the recycling corner. we ended school at 3-ish and we had to get ready for the dinner by 6.15pm. how rushing. the thought of having a power nap first back at home totally unsuccessful.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, i got the time to do some curling for the hair. heh. no theme and so i just grab my most comfy favourite simple dress and asked my dad to send me over. tirrreeedd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the moments captured. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7137.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7159.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7166.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7175.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7217.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_7230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my netball partner in crime. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? pls shout......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H.O.L.I.D.A.Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love DECEMBER. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-1929939063936018402?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/1929939063936018402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=1929939063936018402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1929939063936018402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1929939063936018402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/11/staff-dinner.html' title='staff dinner'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-2589189088629500021</id><published>2009-11-19T23:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:18:49.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my kiddos'/><title type='text'>I Am A Teacher</title><content type='html'>I am a counselor and psychologist to a problem-filled child,&lt;br /&gt;I am a police officer that controls a child gone wild.&lt;br /&gt;I am a travel agent scheduling our trips for the year,&lt;br /&gt;I am a confidante that wipes a crying child's tear.&lt;br /&gt;I am a banker collecting money for a ton of different things,&lt;br /&gt;I am a librarian showing adventures that a storybook brings.&lt;br /&gt;I am a custodian that has to clean certain little messes,&lt;br /&gt;I am a psychic that learns to know all that everybody only guesses.&lt;br /&gt;I am a photographer keeping pictures of a child's yearly growth,&lt;br /&gt;When mother and father are gone for the day, I become both.&lt;br /&gt;I am a doctor that detects when a child is feeling sick,&lt;br /&gt;I am a politician that must know the laws and recognize a trick.&lt;br /&gt;I am a party planner for holidays to celebrate with all,&lt;br /&gt;I am a decorator of a room, filling every wall.&lt;br /&gt;I am a news reporter updating on our nation's current events,&lt;br /&gt;I am a detective solving small mysteries and ending all suspense.&lt;br /&gt;I am a clown and comedian that makes the children laugh,&lt;br /&gt;I am a dietician assuring they have lunch or from mine I give them half.&lt;br /&gt;When we seem to stray from values, I become a preacher,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm proud to have to be these people because ...&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to say, "I am a teacher."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stacy Bonino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6426.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post-exams week and we said, 'huraaaay'! class party of 3 days just like the wedding as what one of my kids said. truly thankful to the parents for being supportive &amp;amp; generous. they were in fact more excited than their kids for this day. our own prize-giving day. treasure hunt tak menjadi. musical chair. oh kids just wanna have fun. their laughters and never-ending sharings&amp;amp;questions just make you stop &amp;amp; think &amp;amp; reflect &amp;amp; laugh your worries away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the last week of school and i can smell holidays already even though i know for sure for as long as im not married, i wont be able to taste the true holidays out of this little island. but that's ok as i have faith in my loved ones to bring rainbow to my life during this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;hiak hiak hiak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i still wish &amp;amp; pray secretly that dear dad will eventually surrender my passport to just let me RUN ALONG. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6670.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6496.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6497.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6499.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6502.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6658.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-2589189088629500021?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/2589189088629500021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=2589189088629500021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/2589189088629500021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/2589189088629500021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-teacher.html' title='I Am A Teacher'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-6460843605218523610</id><published>2009-11-13T02:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:57:25.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colleagues'/><title type='text'>family bbq</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6396.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started when we found charcoals left from dont-know-when in the PE room and so my partner-in-crime decided to hold a bbq at the end of that stressful friday after 6pm with our tired and oily looking faces. the number of turnouts didnt matter at all for the company we had that evening was enough to bring the school down that our oooooo-mmmmmm even had to remind us to lower our 'volume'. like duh. it's the only time we could actually let our hair down and just be ourselves. one of our family members are getting married in a week's time and the topics we yakked about were oh so kinky. it seemed the bride just could not WAIT. Lol! twas' fun though being around them, knowing that we're just normal beings afterall. not slaves. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as they said, it's the last good ol' moments at our old school. and that's pretty sad. i've been there since i was seven and it will be revamped into a brand new school soon. hmm. but let's look at the bright side, shall we? in two years' time, the kids will be hyped and motivated enough to learn in a conducive environment where almost everything is AVAILABLE and brand new. =) 7-storeys high. they were so looking forward to that BUT the teachers kinda errrr, say again? 7-storeys? and there we were praying silently that the class we are going to teach wont be somewhere above 3rd storey. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6382.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6394.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6395.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6397.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-6460843605218523610?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/6460843605218523610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=6460843605218523610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6460843605218523610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6460843605218523610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='family bbq'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-6296557056691637748</id><published>2009-11-12T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:06:07.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGnews'/><title type='text'>it's the time that matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our impromptu tgif with ayu&amp;amp;adi. i just love how impromptu plan always works just a call/sms away. babyku &amp;amp; i had already planned to head town anyway to run errands and there she was sms-ing me if i were in town. the rest was history. the last time we met them adi was already a week on his new career. now, he was ever so busy with his hp entertaining work calls. always on the move! can definitely see he's truly committed to his work. what a good model exemplary worker! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back at home, that pretty much dawned on me that everyone is growing up, shouldering on more responsiblities. and that time is precious now. quality time especially. how often do we just sit down and just ponder over the simple things in life, knowing that whatever in this world is just temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever that i've crapped about, AGs, let's make a day of our own in a year to celebrate our special day. right, Sriayu? the day where everyone will come together no matter what and just shower each other with love. hahahahaha. and that will be the day when we first met. anyone still remember? i only recalled it was in July '06. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6090.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6109.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-6296557056691637748?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/6296557056691637748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=6296557056691637748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6296557056691637748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6296557056691637748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-word-impromptu.html' title='it&apos;s the time that matters'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-999502441445161524</id><published>2009-11-06T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:07:57.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colleagues'/><title type='text'>all i want is</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day of rest without having to teach for a weekday. but i still had to get my butt off the bed for orchidville, not for photography on orchids but for our yearly corporate planning. on a brighter note, the venue itself was great enough to brighten up our 'planning'. =) and for me, i was lucky enough as i got to bump into my secondary school ex-teachers. they were having their corporate planning there as well. looking great as they used to be. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know that you can create your own hybrid of orchid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i told babyku that one of my wedding ideas is to fill the aisle and dinner tables with flowers. now i know what kind of flowers i want them to be. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are jut so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my neighbour and fearsome clique. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Fardilah, the fearsome Malay teacher with her beloved son. another one on the way...wheeee! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing my ex-teacher who taught me Malay when i was in Pri 5. =)&lt;br /&gt;and now, we are both teachers in the same school. weird or what..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my partner in crime. we love netball! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with Jess, the crazy Chinese teacher who acts young &amp;amp; Cikgu Ramlah, the gentle Malay teacher. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-999502441445161524?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/999502441445161524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=999502441445161524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/999502441445161524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/999502441445161524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-i-want-is.html' title='all i want is'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-181125853215553296</id><published>2009-11-02T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T18:09:13.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGnews'/><title type='text'>hear me say</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 tips on how to make your marking day on a sunday a beautiful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5990.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) a big breakfast before the start of the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) a good caffeine to last you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) something to distract you in between. well, just to keep us sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_6000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) and most importantly, someone close who truly understands the demands of your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) last but not least, happppppyyyyy thoughtssss! right, ms idayu? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-181125853215553296?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/181125853215553296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=181125853215553296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/181125853215553296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/181125853215553296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/11/hear-me-say.html' title='hear me say'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-6368199075565555610</id><published>2009-11-01T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:22:33.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>in a world of our own</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is going to be &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; short.&lt;br /&gt;500 days of summer was great. a new twist of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is driving me crazzzzyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im out. told ya that this is going to be &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, hold my hand and assure me that we can go through this together like we had before.&lt;br /&gt;MFEO. *hearts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5227.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5243.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5254.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-6368199075565555610?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/6368199075565555610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=6368199075565555610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6368199075565555610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6368199075565555610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_13.html' title='in a world of our own'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-8587590086335797774</id><published>2009-10-25T14:39:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:51:22.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>the one whose big day is nearing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5974.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt as though it was just yesterday we talked about who is getting hitched first amongst us. and we started to say names, fantasized about how our weddings' gonna be like and what's life gonna be after that. i dont know but i've got mixed feelings about this whole growing up journey. i cannot deny that this is the age where most of us decide to settle down and make big plans for our future. have you ever wish that the clock just stop at a certain time? well, i wish the clock would stop when i was 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i dont know what im babbling about. all i know is that i love this person whom i called little sister when we were just 13 over a small note so much that i just want the very best for her. maybe i just miss her and our girly quality times so much that i find this whole thing is just too fast. ish, mcm saya ni ibu nak kahwinkan anak eh? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, silently i was actually counting down the days to her big day and everytime i open up my organiser, flipping thru Dec calendar and there their names were written on that particular date. i smiled and i just cannot wait for their big day to come. i know they've been through alot together over these years and i know they deserve nothing but the best on their big day. i pray that everything will be a smooth one and muhd&amp;amp;you will be the most beautiful petite king&amp;amp;queen on the dais. sizzy, i heart you, you know that? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49 more days. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-8587590086335797774?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/8587590086335797774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=8587590086335797774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8587590086335797774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8587590086335797774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-whose-big-day-is-nearing.html' title='the one whose big day is nearing'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-973173970612294447</id><published>2009-10-19T02:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T03:22:58.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriends'/><title type='text'>pinky black raya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5776.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, quoted by Sity....heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"17th October 2009, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly 3 members of MUA didnt manage to join us for jalan raya this year. Azlin has birthday plans for her bf, Syahirah was busy with DeepaRaya as well as some kenduri doa selamat and Aidah SIT has to be home to receive guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god Umairah suggested to bring the bfs. The more the merrier. As what Aidah SBM says, it enables the guys to have some bonding session together. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doni appears to be shy. Yek eleh pakcik ni. Haha! On a serious note, yeah he is those kind of guys who dont get too close with people he just met. Once dah rapat, habis lah...will become like Wan and him, BROTHERS! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sooo need to train Doni to take picture. He is sooo hesitant! Aidah SBM and Umairah pls give me some form of training. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways todays outing turns out perfectly fine. Enjoyed it a lot. Roslinah, hope you get a job soon and Syahirah, thanks for coming to join us at the last house. Your present is felt greatly even for a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet after 18 Nov 09 for our planned ALL BLACK dinner! =)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5681.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5686.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5688.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/girls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5693.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5697.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5699.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5702.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5704.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5710.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5717.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5731.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5736.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5741.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5755.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5758.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5762.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5774.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5795.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5799.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5802.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5803.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5811.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5812.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5814.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5820.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5833.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5836.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5868.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5889.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5897.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5902.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5925.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5931.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5939.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5942.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5944.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that marks the end of my kecohrable raya 2009! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-973173970612294447?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/973173970612294447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=973173970612294447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/973173970612294447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/973173970612294447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-usual-quoted-by-sity.html' title='pinky black raya!'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-4821344551136041554</id><published>2009-10-16T21:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:16:59.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGnews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>tgif rocks my throat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5649.jpg" /&gt; before we bid farewell the last time we had our raya outz, we planned for our next k-nite. maklum ada&lt;br /&gt;orang tu dah start keje kan. and his work place was just nearby cuppage ctr. so we spent our k-nite there.&lt;br /&gt;just the four of us since the others couldnt make it. back in school, i was already having a mild sorethroat.&lt;br /&gt;felt like sandpaper. it all happened after that ugly temper at the kids. sigh. stubborn me, i still went&lt;br /&gt;ahead with the plan. all i could think of was just to destress. and meeting them and babyku was a good choice. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our dinner first at a nearby mamak coffeeshop. the guy who served us was super funny. he always got&lt;br /&gt;something up his sleeves to crack us up man. saya kasi sepuluh 'O' sama lu ah mama! bagussss! and have&lt;br /&gt;i ever told you that i simply love a simple dinner over a table with loved ones chatting about anything after work especially?&lt;br /&gt;yes and we did just that. i guess everyone needs just that right? after a long tiring day at work, all you ever want&lt;br /&gt;is to just see your loved ones and update them wassup with work and life. if only all of my beloved friends&lt;br /&gt;live in the same area and i could just give them a call and a simple short meetup at a coffeeshop wont be such a&lt;br /&gt;problem anymore. what a great life will it be then! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5506.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5509.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5524.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5536.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5573.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at that matrep aka mat rock. kalau boleh, dia nak tarik sampai urat dia putus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5597.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the duo was rocking their hearts out, the ladies were having a crazy time of their own. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5612.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5613.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5614.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5615.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5616.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5618.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5619.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5620.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5622.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5623.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5631.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys wanted to join in the fun as well. actually, we dragged them in lah. heh. but hey, they're loving it too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5632.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5633.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5635.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babyku, you kirakan your badan dan buntut lawa sangat eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5636.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si ayu ni, kalau boleh dia nak muka dia je dalam gambar. dengki kan????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5638.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5641.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5642.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5643.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5645.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5646.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumpah pose aku tu tak sexy langsungggggg! what a turn off, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5647.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5648.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5652.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5653.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mat Rock Adi was overjoyed having to have TWO for the night. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i declared that i lost my voice upon reaching home that night. i was awarded with a sexaayy gay&lt;br /&gt;voice and to think that i had to go for PSLE marking the following week. tskkk. serve me right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-4821344551136041554?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/4821344551136041554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=4821344551136041554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/4821344551136041554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/4821344551136041554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/10/tgif-rocks-my-throat.html' title='tgif rocks my throat!'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-7590073333342182133</id><published>2009-10-12T23:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T02:58:31.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGnews'/><title type='text'>raya boomz!</title><content type='html'>our annual AG Geng Raya was a bang! they never fail to make me go crazy and laugh so hard till the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;but the only mistake we did was to have it on a sunday. yes, on a SUNDAY. we reached home in the wee hours. like 12-ish in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;we had hangover the following monday at work/school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEMALASAN DAN KEPENATAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, we truly had fun being together, doing what we do best all the time. =)&lt;br /&gt;we're a TEAM! Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlights of the day,&lt;br /&gt;"1........1..........1.......2..........3...." - hairul (kesian suara bapok eh!)&lt;br /&gt;"actually kan......." - yourstruly (bongkar rahsia eh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and actually got more highlights but i kinda forgot. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5277.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had last minute and simple belated burpday surprise for our Mat Rock Adi who turned a year older.&lt;br /&gt;he did not see it coming as we've never had any burpday celebration for him before. truly shocked, he was.&lt;br /&gt;but i wasnt so sure about that coz' apparently babyku seemed to be letting the cat out of the bag when he was on msn with Adi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayu and i had lots of ideas the night before. and me being me thought everything will fall into place just like what we had planned.&lt;br /&gt;the cake - checked. the sabotage - checked. the brooch and most important of all, the collage - ruined!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5282.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5289.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor mat. he was forced to put on that tiara. heh. well, it sure looked great on him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5290.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5303.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5308.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sabotage. he was the chief of a campaign of "NO SONGKOK FOR RAYA". and so the rest except the sole survivor of&lt;br /&gt;anak seni, Hairul followsuit and decided not to wear songkok just because their hair is their precious asset. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, the hairdresser accidentally cut his hair extra short and so, babyku decided to cover up by wearing the songkok. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;just look at the way that Mat sit on the stairs. how sweeeettttt. hahahah. padan muka kau....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5317.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every year, there will always be a pair of couples who wears the same shade of colours. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5331.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5332.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love these photos especially the second one so much just because they looked as if they were taken in overseas. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5356.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love candid. =) but this candid was truly madness. pooor babyku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love all the couple shots toooo...and they're all taken at such an APPROPRIATE place hor?&lt;br /&gt;who says beautiful pictures can only be done in studios? hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5360.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nur idayu &amp;amp; hairul syafrein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5362.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sri rahayu &amp;amp; adib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5363.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nur iryani &amp;amp; md hafiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5368.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5386.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zul hilmi &amp;amp; siti noraidah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5373.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this year, our lift shots failed terribly. so, we resorted to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEKEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5422.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice backdroppppp....heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5423.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spot a local SADAKO in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5446.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5449.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5467.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's good about ayu's house was the delish food prepared by her lovely mum as always despite the late night.&lt;br /&gt;simple love the colourful cakes being served.&lt;br /&gt;and to think we could still have some space left for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last house for the night. shagged. makeup dehydrated. LEMAU faces. and we're still up for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5492.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5497.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5498.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_5499.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years had passed and look where we are now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;browsing through the old photos of ours just made me realise at how much we have grown up into (not matured though!) adults. &lt;/div&gt;from the NIE days to Asmaradana days to fighting our way through the real teaching world to our dear idayu&amp;amp;hairul&lt;br /&gt;taking their baby steps. =) in 49 days, they are going to take their relationship to another level.&lt;br /&gt;im so proud of them and cant wait for the DAY. hee.&lt;br /&gt;im so looking forward to end of year. lots of beautiful things are going to happen in Dec. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-7590073333342182133?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/7590073333342182133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=7590073333342182133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7590073333342182133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7590073333342182133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/10/raya-boomz.html' title='raya boomz!'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-841036167437136402</id><published>2009-10-04T02:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:08:21.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>hey yok jalan raya bersama BFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/7720_149790062401_538147401_2575341.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blueeeeyyy this year. a softer one that is. heh, blue lover i am.&lt;br /&gt;this year hari raya has been the most happiest yet unlucky one for me.&lt;br /&gt;im down with rashes over my arms and thigh. worst i dont even know what's the cause of it.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have any food allergy. i dont remember getting bitten by any bites. i dont remember stepping over that cina&lt;br /&gt;sembahyang thingy. so why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today, the bestfriends and babyku have been the most caring and reliable ones that ive always know that i can count on.&lt;br /&gt;after the last house, the rashes were unbearable. i couldnt bear with the itchness any longer that&lt;br /&gt;i had to roll up the sleeve. how unglamourous!&lt;br /&gt;the bestfriends brought me to Alexandra. and gundu me, i didnt bring my IC. i dont know what. ive never been to hospital as a patient.&lt;br /&gt;so i was really so stupid for their trip and effort might have gone to waste. thankfully, the staff said it was ok and registered my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were still some people visiting the doctor afterall in the wee hours. and they must be wondering why the heck a group of people like us donned in raya outfits doing in a hospital at this time. and i was embarrased to publicly show my right arm. it was really red. it was really disgusting. as if im a diseased girl. bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, doctor will always be doctor, right? they just take a look and give me an assurance by religiously taking the medicine and applying the lotion and see what happens. duhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i was hoping to get a jap lah. at least to soothe down the pain and itchness. if not, how to raya like that??? tsk. $75 gone just like that. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the bestfriends can laugh at me lor. minah kudis. wa lao.&lt;br /&gt;and babyku? &lt;em&gt;you kudis macam mane pun, i tetap sayang you bie&lt;/em&gt;...with his irritating smile. -_-&lt;br /&gt;macam paham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GATAL.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5136.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-841036167437136402?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/841036167437136402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=841036167437136402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/841036167437136402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/841036167437136402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-yok-jalan-raya-bersama-bff.html' title='hey yok jalan raya bersama BFF'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-7069797601606855648</id><published>2009-10-01T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:08:53.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGnews'/><title type='text'>tick tock tick tock</title><content type='html'>this is getting more and more exciting!&lt;br /&gt;riiiiigght, ms idayu? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_5036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-7069797601606855648?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/7069797601606855648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=7069797601606855648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7069797601606855648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7069797601606855648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/10/tick-tock-tick-tock.html' title='tick tock tick tock'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-9115792786382926690</id><published>2009-09-25T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T01:18:53.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>my 2nd day of eid</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4519.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 2nd day of eid with family ended late at night despite me warning the dad to call it a day by 7-ish for it's gonnna&lt;br /&gt;be a long work day for me the next day. but heck, we reached home at 11-ish. i was totally shagged by then.&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i had fun with the relatives yet again. 2nd day, we donned in blue except the little sister. it was totally unplanned! lol!&lt;br /&gt;we went to more of the dad's side. and we pretty much love nenek long ipar's son's executive house. sweeeee......that each of&lt;br /&gt;us dreamt about owning it. well, owning is one thing. renovating it is ANOTHER thing. hmmm, sometimes i even have&lt;br /&gt;to starve just to buy a coach, what more a house, right? hahaha, still pretty long way to go! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4510.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4528.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4512.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4530.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4542.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4538.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4545.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4552.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4564.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4570.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4571.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4572.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4582.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4593.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4591.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4598.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4604.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4605.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4607.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4612.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4623.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4628.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4637.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4633.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4634.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of raya? for me i simply dont have enough of it yet! ;)&lt;br /&gt;but back to reality. back to work.&lt;br /&gt;im so jealous of the eldest sis for having a long leave for a week! pfft!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-9115792786382926690?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/9115792786382926690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=9115792786382926690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/9115792786382926690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/9115792786382926690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='my 2nd day of eid'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3240036394436956012</id><published>2009-09-21T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T02:48:28.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>my first day of eid</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4326.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the siblings and i went home at 5am the day before. up and awake at 10am, only to find mum&lt;br /&gt;and dad were still outside visiting late grandpas' grave. they sure know how 'early' their children&lt;br /&gt;will wake up that they took their own sweet time too. an hour to get ready for each of their&lt;br /&gt;daughters. 15 minutes for the only son and son-in-law. 10 minutes for their grandchilren. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love aidilfitri every year simply because we get to hear the takbir, seek forgiveness, watch&lt;br /&gt;beautiful malays donning in their colourful outfits, special get together with the relatives&amp;amp;friends,&lt;br /&gt;a wide spread of food esp rendang, ayam merah &amp;amp; ketupat and greeenn packets! hee. i know this is&lt;br /&gt;my second year of not getting but giving instead. but looking at the kids' happy faces when&lt;br /&gt;receiving those green packets just made me smile. i recalled my much younger times when i&lt;br /&gt;received those. one bad experience was when i tried to open up right after i received the green&lt;br /&gt;packet and got a lashing from the dad. ouch! my bad, i know. haha. the excitement of wanting to&lt;br /&gt;know how much i've got! tsk tsk. so i can buy a SEGA game mah. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, let me share my joy on my first day raya with my beloved ones. =)&lt;br /&gt;hope you had your fun with your beloved ones too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, selamat hari raya maaf zahir dan batin. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4302.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4303.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dad is a statue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4305.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two handsome "korean" cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my like-a-clown-smile danish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;koreans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4317.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is sweetness! the love between the elder and younger brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4319.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4359.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4348.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4390.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incomplete portrait of paternal family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4391.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4397.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anak angkat sesat satu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4398.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/rahmah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4409.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4439.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ever the parents did not make the decision to move from 3-rm to 5-rm, this incomplete&lt;br /&gt;maternal cousins' portrait would be almost impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4443.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum's siblings and in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;if only arwah atok buang was still here.&lt;br /&gt;and that cik jamal was sucking her finger just because her hubby ran away like kuch kuch hota&lt;br /&gt;hai to avoid taking picture. hilarious! Lol!&lt;br /&gt;incomplete yet again. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4455.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4475.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4477.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4484.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4501.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore little geisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with this, i truly thank Him for blessing us with intelligence and the inventor for the existence of digi camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3240036394436956012?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3240036394436956012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=3240036394436956012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3240036394436956012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3240036394436956012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-first-day-of-eid.html' title='my first day of eid'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-5982718431613885890</id><published>2009-09-19T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:58:58.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late nights'/><title type='text'>semangat bergotong-royong</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4272.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurray! the eve of aidilfitri is here already! *jumps around*&lt;br /&gt;can feel the heat already. can hear mum's constant nagging even more.&lt;br /&gt;yes mum, today i will do up whatever that is left to do for my room. happy? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later tonight, or rather the morning of raya, the cousins, siblings, babyku and i are heading to&lt;br /&gt;geylang. our annual last minute shopping. lelong! lelong! lelong!&lt;br /&gt;and look who's here earlier than our proposed time of meeting?&lt;br /&gt;haha, so he couldnt help it but to lend a helping hand with the ketupats!&lt;br /&gt;isi nasinya pun jadi lah. =) asalkan dapat score point. kan? kan? kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4279.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4269.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4281.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-5982718431613885890?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/5982718431613885890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=5982718431613885890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5982718431613885890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5982718431613885890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/09/hurray-eve-of-aidilfitri-is-here.html' title='semangat bergotong-royong'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-1910736312002839542</id><published>2009-09-18T20:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T01:01:14.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colleagues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='births'/><title type='text'>welcome little tetty!</title><content type='html'>wet morning on a friday. poor kids, they have to battle with the rain over their PSLE listening.&lt;br /&gt;it was a smooth one for me for a first. an external invigilator. no doubt it was sucha bore,&lt;br /&gt;especially the waiting part in the freezing holding room, what with cold weather to add on. whats&lt;br /&gt;more, my pathetic hp started to have an attitude with me. thank goodness for the colleagues and coincidentally,&lt;br /&gt;my former CT was there too and we finalised the date for our next long meetup&lt;br /&gt;after term 4. the only time we are totally free. my afternoon was spent over at a colleague's crib&lt;br /&gt;to visit her and her newborn little one last Aug. we first saw little tetty's pictures at FB. she was&lt;br /&gt;really HUGE. really. with her head circumference of 50cm and a hefty weight of 3.84kg.&lt;br /&gt;somewhere around there. i was shocked. they were shocked. but we were happy that they were&lt;br /&gt;both fine. my colleague cum partner in netball, hanna was indeed a strong woman. she went&lt;br /&gt;through a natural birth ok. i even asked her how she managed to push all the way through, little&lt;br /&gt;tetttyyy isss HUGE, need i mention again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funny thing was when we reached her place, we fight over carrying little tetty. had to take&lt;br /&gt;queue number lah. and being the youngest wasnt a good thing either. i was made to be the last&lt;br /&gt;to carry her. tsk! but i fought my way through and so i wasnt the last. heh. threatened them i&lt;br /&gt;wont capture their pictures! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4238.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time i carried a baby was the time when little nephew, haniq haikel was born. and now i&lt;br /&gt;got the chance to do it again. i love it.......she smells good. she is beautiful. she is flawless. she is&lt;br /&gt;just adorable. she is like a sleeping beauty. she reacted to our noise for she recognised some of us&lt;br /&gt;when we always disturbed her with baby talks while she's still inside her mum's tummy. lol. but&lt;br /&gt;most of the time, she would be back to sleep. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/littletetty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4227.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4256copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4237.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4244.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im blessed to be surrounded with beautiful colleagues with gold hearts like them.&lt;br /&gt;these few are enough to get me by at school. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my day did not end there. i rushed off for tuition. the thought of canceling it was really&lt;br /&gt;strong but the thought of $$$ was even stronger. so despite being sleepy and tired, i managed to&lt;br /&gt;drag myself. then i went off to run some errands since hari raya is in a day's time. tomorrow will&lt;br /&gt;be such a rush then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the heat already! hari raya is in the air. hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-1910736312002839542?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/1910736312002839542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=1910736312002839542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1910736312002839542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1910736312002839542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome-little-tetty.html' title='welcome little tetty!'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3459030071965351281</id><published>2009-09-15T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:17:26.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGnews'/><title type='text'>let's go candid!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept 12 saw us having our annual iftaar session. only this time we're having it over at Seoul&lt;br /&gt;Garden. makan besar.....tapi aku makan paling sikit. rugi BESAR. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;babyku and i collected our outfits first before meeting the gang and it was really rushing.&lt;br /&gt;we're already late and our selenge-ness made us reaching the place even later. sampai cats&amp;amp;dogs&lt;br /&gt;fight! we were going round in circles and thus late for our break fast.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, we had our debates over the table and seeing us was like watching a drama.&lt;br /&gt;huahuahua. and having dinner with this gang will always be filled with laughter over our own&lt;br /&gt;silly-ness and nonsense. how adi always laugh at me over NOTHING. how babyku started with&lt;br /&gt;his modeling attitude and "attacked" me all the time. how i got to show off my cooking skills in&lt;br /&gt;having that almost perfect half-boiled egg. how hairul was being an irritant - a chicken little as&lt;br /&gt;always. how ayu became an ever-ready pose for the camera at ALL time. how poor idayu had&lt;br /&gt;always been nagged by awaknyer and us to eat more and healthily. how yani has always been&lt;br /&gt;the target of being teased by the guys and now trying to start improving on her cookin skills to&lt;br /&gt;score point. how hafiz always had that "sweetest" smile on camera and so shy upfront.&lt;br /&gt;and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is us - the AG Geng. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adi with that plastic smile and finally we caught ayu on candid. ohwell, she has yet to earn that&lt;br /&gt;title of the ever-ready model on camera. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beauty and the kid. no, the beauty is hafiz. senyuman ayu adalah forte-nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telur bukan sebarang telur. telur itu khas untuk hairul belo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pandang bukan sebarang pandang. pandangan mata dari yang tercinta.&lt;br /&gt;jangan lah pandang belakang. pandanglah wajahku yang &lt;em&gt;ayu&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANCUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mane satu adik dan yang mane kakak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hantaran saya boleh UP lagi sikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERASAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$5 for wasted food. NOT me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia fikir kelakar kepe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dayang-dayang saya yang tidak berpengalaman dalam mengatur keperluan saya.&lt;br /&gt;jadi saya angkat kaki pun cantik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd eldest guy being the smallest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makcik mentel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hairul let out an enormous gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, stick out tongue pose??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makcik yani went missing to nurse her eyes which got infected by idontknowwhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming (or NOT) performance...&lt;br /&gt;Band: The AG Geng&lt;br /&gt;Event: HiLdaH's Wedding&lt;br /&gt;Day: 20 July 20**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semangat berkoba-koba.&lt;br /&gt;GENUINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semangat berkoba-koba.&lt;br /&gt;FAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blissful family of 3. hiak hiak hiak.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4178copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, a very big happy family of 8. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, now...our annual AG Geng Raya Outz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3459030071965351281?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3459030071965351281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=3459030071965351281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3459030071965351281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3459030071965351281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-go-candid.html' title='let&apos;s go candid!'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-7541570861793440308</id><published>2009-09-13T22:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:18:55.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGnews'/><title type='text'>they bring rainbow to my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this favourite bunch will sing the first song currently played on my blog on my wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates another day.&lt;br /&gt;for now, back to reality. back to work. back to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i know for sure the coming ten weeks will be fast enough for us to even realise that it's over.&lt;br /&gt;but i want it to be faster. like tokyo drift, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want raya. i want Nov/Dec holidays. NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-7541570861793440308?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/7541570861793440308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=7541570861793440308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7541570861793440308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7541570861793440308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/09/they-bring-rainbow-to-my-life.html' title='they bring rainbow to my life'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-6872920075527611695</id><published>2009-09-11T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T01:03:19.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>i can see</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@kieraroxanne. excited for october! impromptu meetup with the bestfriends. comex. the next&lt;br /&gt;rich girl next door. salivate over those lenses. candy floss. supper at victory. usual cats&amp;amp;dogs.&lt;br /&gt;our plans. early night. looking forward to their big day as well. alotlikelove. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-6872920075527611695?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/6872920075527611695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=6872920075527611695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6872920075527611695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6872920075527611695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_11.html' title='i can see'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-2964617491897721339</id><published>2009-09-05T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:34:27.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>the little niece's burpday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3980.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3978.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3976.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3996.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3993.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3988.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_4012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a big family who will be there for each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-2964617491897721339?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3971707417850321179</id><published>2009-08-22T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:30:38.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>happy 3rd burpday, lil' noor haniq haikel</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3797.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you stop growing so fast already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3799.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3971707417850321179?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-7149081599038513194</id><published>2009-08-21T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:57:30.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>when nothing else matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3730.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my bffs so much, can?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-7149081599038513194?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/7149081599038513194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=7149081599038513194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7149081599038513194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7149081599038513194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-nothing-else-matters.html' title='when nothing else matters'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3962672654559748488</id><published>2009-08-18T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:07:01.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>time really flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without realising, i am one year old teacher today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today marks the day babyku starts on his new job. alhamdulilah.&lt;br /&gt;but poor him, he has to juggle between two jobs for these two weeks. and then no pizzza! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we pray that things will get better in the days ahead.&lt;br /&gt;more quality time ahead. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3482306456519851736</id><published>2009-08-11T20:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T02:29:56.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>happy 44th burpday, singapore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day was spent with the bffs. i took forever to doll up as always and them, bffs are always&lt;br /&gt;the most patient. lol! and that include babyku. waduh!&lt;br /&gt;waiting for babyku to bring me to ice skating took forever, using i-must-learn-first-so-i-can-&lt;br /&gt;teach-you as an excuse.... and so i dragged the bffs.&lt;br /&gt;ice skating for a first wasnt so bad afterall. almost fell but eventually we didnt. =)&lt;br /&gt;it was Wan's 23rd belated burpday and we didnt have anything up for him. brought him to&lt;br /&gt;paragon so he can choose his favourite shoe. he was in disbelief at first but the smile on his face&lt;br /&gt;was just so priceless. then, fireworks were sucha disappointment. sup tulang to make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;and fort canning love...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta hit the sack man! long day tomorrow! bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3581.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3586.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3587.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear im going to pull his hair if he really bumped into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3591.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another hazard behind me. i will break his specs if he ever....&lt;br /&gt;cant these people just fall on to the others and not ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3593copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3604.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3608.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3635.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3651.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3636.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3653.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3661.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3482306456519851736?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3482306456519851736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=3482306456519851736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3482306456519851736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3482306456519851736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='happy 44th burpday, singapore!'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-5116858489335730016</id><published>2009-08-09T01:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T18:21:33.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGnews'/><title type='text'>sunshine love</title><content type='html'>like mr. adi said before, "sunshine love ke ni?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah itu pasal ah. ini semua korang punye pasal eh. tsk! tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the theme was supposed to be sunshine love which ended to be sunshine gone haywire.&lt;br /&gt;aku aje lah yg sunshine sunflower. waduh! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was a pretty long day just now. it was scorching hot just as what we hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;after days of flooding each others' emails and sms-es, we managed to carry out our plan albeit a&lt;br /&gt;few hiccups here and there. funny, we had forgotten about the cake! haha. i was rushing back&lt;br /&gt;and forth to get the things needed for the surprise. in fact, i was going around in circles lugging all&lt;br /&gt;the plastics bags in a small shopping centre. doink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor burpday girl, she was tortured right from the start by the chicken little. thank god babyku&lt;br /&gt;wasnt like that for my 21st for he could not bear to make me suffer. haha. macam pahammmm.&lt;br /&gt;but this chicken little aka her boyfriend was such an idiot lah for covering her whole face! takut&lt;br /&gt;aje si idayu ni tak bernafas. da lah panas terik! he might as well use white cloth and wrapped her&lt;br /&gt;whole body up and carry her to the destination, right? tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, fair enough that the burpday girl was sucha whiny girl throughout. tsk! mulut tu nak&lt;br /&gt;kena sumbat dgn cili padi aru diam agaknye. but nvm, you're forgiven cause who the heck would&lt;br /&gt;wrapped someone's face like this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little did she know that i was at the backseat throughout the journey to marina. hiak hiak hiak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3349.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that idiot whom i was talking about just now. tsk! takpe, hari raya nanti mintak maaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3365.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at her. poor thing. my asthma will start to react again if i were her.&lt;br /&gt;but takpelah...skali setahun je! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another surprise that we planned was for another girl whose burpday was so basi already.&lt;br /&gt;we even involved her in this plan of ours. we were so discreet about it that she did not even&lt;br /&gt;realise. what a sly we were! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3389.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at how surprised she was. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3385.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a true accomplice of ours - the abang mat rep. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3370.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ol' basi burpday girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nur idayu and sri rahayu. the ayus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3396.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makcik-makcik terharu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3405.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3399.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. her eye makeup was badly smudged and there she was trying to do some touch-ups. kesian!&lt;br /&gt;2. macam kucing/harimau yang sedang mengatakan, "ggrrr, aku suka!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3404.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are the men! macam pahammmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3419.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3424.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3432.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3434.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3427.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3436.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3437.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3447.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3441.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3439.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3449.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3455.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3456.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3459.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3473copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3476copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3483.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3498.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3517.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3521copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3526.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after spending quality time of laughters, kite-flying (there goes one of my kite! flew to the outer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;space. *points to chicken little*) and makcik-pakcik talks, we headed to dinner for our stomachs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were starting to rebel. they suggested Spize and i was up for it since it has been long since i had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that. the last trip was with idayu's family at bedok. yummy! at that point of time, i was thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babyku must have been enjoying his luxurious food at his &lt;em&gt;good ol&lt;/em&gt; friend's wedding. hmmpf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menyampahhhhh. he was only able to join after that when we had finished our late dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3530.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, aku lah jadi sasaran menyaksikan kekecohan mereka berdua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end our night, we spent an hour at the tea party just to catch up on each other or just so the&lt;br /&gt;abang mat rep can meluahkan perasaan rindu dia kat si mimi tu. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3545.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3548.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3564.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3571.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3569.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you ladies love the burpday surprise! till the next one. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait! babyku and i did not end our night just as yet. thankfully, i had a valid reason to escape&lt;br /&gt;from usual curfew as the big sister sms-ed to join her and cousins for a late night movie. =)&lt;br /&gt;skali-skali boleh balik pagi katekan....hiak hiak hiak. im accompanied by an ADULT pe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3574.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3576.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright! gotta turn in already. gonna have another blast weekend with the bestfriends later! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-5116858489335730016?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/5116858489335730016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=5116858489335730016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5116858489335730016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5116858489335730016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunshine-love.html' title='sunshine love'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3662391592666152688</id><published>2009-08-07T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:56:45.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>when everything is red</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/mybabiesNDP7thAug09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it symbolizes universal brotherhood &amp;amp; equality of man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3326copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and symbolizes love too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially times like this. when you just yearn for your significant other to be by your side with&lt;br /&gt;no particular reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3340.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3307.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3330.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3335.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3338.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3342.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3662391592666152688?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3662391592666152688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=3662391592666152688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3662391592666152688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3662391592666152688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='when everything is red'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-7869361879077910816</id><published>2009-08-04T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T01:10:01.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGnews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>age is just a number</title><content type='html'>a burpday shoutout to these loves of mine! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/mamat21st.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on this date every year, you'll see me reaching into my pocket only to find a hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/sizzy23rd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3285.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-7869361879077910816?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/7869361879077910816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=7869361879077910816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7869361879077910816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7869361879077910816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/08/age-is-just-number.html' title='age is just a number'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-8930341859919179460</id><published>2009-08-03T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:07:54.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGnews'/><title type='text'>Au Naturale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3157-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a short meetup with the AGs at botanics on a saturday. and we went sundress this time!&lt;br /&gt;to cheer someone up. to celebrate their end of practicum. to just breathe some fresh air at the&lt;br /&gt;garden. and to just have some TLC with the girls after so long. and who ever had a MCD picnic?&lt;br /&gt;yes, we did. an instant picnic. we only had idayu's choco brownies baked with love and so Mcd to&lt;br /&gt;the rescue. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever there is a meetup, there will always be a guess-who-is-going-to-be-late-this-time.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, it wasnt me that day. im the earliest! phew! mcm competition pulak eh.&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching, it was really scorching hot hot HOT! glad that didnt stop us from camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;the session could be even more if i wasnt rushing for time. hoho. but i was grateful enough we did&lt;br /&gt;at least set a day to meet even though i didnt really get enough of them that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's do this again! =) for we failed to have a puuurffect jumping shots. HAHA. but i kinda like it&lt;br /&gt;though when idayu seemed to be enjoying doing it just like a kid. and yani for being hmmm...an&lt;br /&gt;enthu volunteer? hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3144-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3143-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3146copy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3149copy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3161-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3150copy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3163-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3166copy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3171copy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3179ayu-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3165-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3183-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3187-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3188copy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3194-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3202copy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3206-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3211-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3212-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3215-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3220copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3222copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3223copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3280-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-8930341859919179460?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/8930341859919179460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=8930341859919179460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8930341859919179460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8930341859919179460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/08/au-naturale.html' title='Au Naturale!'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-1110307294088321272</id><published>2009-08-01T12:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:22:55.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>soar up high in the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2975copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after weeks and weeks of no TLC in the presence of each other, we finally had a date.&lt;br /&gt;christmas tree going on a kite flying. lol!&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly, it was suggested by the love. i was taken aback at first and how i&lt;br /&gt;responded sarcastically to him. oh how &lt;em&gt;romantic&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, he just made my day that whole hectic friday. i was smiling from ear to ear in&lt;br /&gt;school, treating the kids extra TLC. haha. i was just looking forward to the end of netball training so i could just rush home and got changed to meet the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was late for he was scouting all around my area in search of that $3 kite. poor boy.&lt;br /&gt;the little things that one can do. how i truly appreciate. =)&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, we did not manage to catch the sunset. it was cloudy that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;but that's ok. our first try on kite flying together and the company that truly matters.&lt;br /&gt;kite flying was indeed a good activity to relax your mind and not worry about anything!&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that made you worry and fear about was having the kite to fall to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;and that's where our patience comes and kept on trying and trying . haha. twas' great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the date, i was just not looking forward to the end of the night. cause i know it will be&lt;br /&gt;back to the routines and weeks later will i be able to have TLC with the love. if luck was on our&lt;br /&gt;side, we'll get to do this again weekly. but heck, i gotta learn to stop whining about all these&lt;br /&gt;things and just count our blessings all these years.&lt;br /&gt;it's really hard but im really trying my best to be positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2963.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2964.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2971copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2991copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2973copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3011copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3074.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3097.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3107.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3112copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i gotta get ready to meet the girls! asmaradana......... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3116copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_3096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-1110307294088321272?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/1110307294088321272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=1110307294088321272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1110307294088321272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1110307294088321272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/08/soar-up-high-in-sky.html' title='soar up high in the sky'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3641981313855622719</id><published>2009-07-28T01:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:46:30.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriends'/><title type='text'>back to basic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2681.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im still as lazy for another entry. so im just quoting Sity's entry since she is just as free as a&lt;br /&gt;bird. right, dear Sity? =) all i did was to just add on a comment in bold and underline. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wanted to plan the last outing before Izzy flies off to Australia but had a problem in getting the date where all of us could make it. Thank god Roslinah came up with the brilliant idea of having breakfast on a Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended to go to Delifrance for their Breaky Buffet but the branch we went to apparently doesnt have. I was the last one to arrive yet the first to get my food. Haha! Delifrance love me! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the only ones there thankfully or else, the other patrons will have a hard time trying to enjoy their food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the museum to take some lovely pictures. Thats the good thing about us all. We have a lot of things in common like making people up, taking lots of pictures and having fun. (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yes! Yes! I couldnt agree less. =)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syahirah said the most sweetest thing. She went back to NYP and saw our CCA notice board. The new MUA Club still have 8 seniors and it reminded her of us. She told us that she hopes our friendship will last and she love us all. Awww~! =) (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I LOVE THIS THE MOST! So sweet, can?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We end our meet up by hanging out at The Cathay Starbucks. Most of us got a venti. Just love to sit at a coffee place with great bunch of people to chit-chat for hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Syahirah, Aidah SBM, Aidah SIT, Roslinah, Azlin, Iswari &amp;amp; Umairah :&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for having the chance to get to know each and everyone of you. Its a rare chance to be able to meet so many people who shares the same interest as you. I am glad that we are still friends till now and I hope we will still be till the end of time. Love all of you beautiful vain pots!!! =) (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saya cinta pada kamu semua jugak!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, a round of applause to Sity for a beautiful entry. Thank you hor. Makes my life easier. LOL! Fair enough, i did the pictures what! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, enjoy the pictures of these vainity pots! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2675.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2685.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2698.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2700.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2701.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2727.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2728.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2746copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2747copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2752copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2756copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2760copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2759copycopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2766.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2781.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2784.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2788.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2792.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2802.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2773.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2801copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2874.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2879.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2882.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2883.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2886.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2887.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2888.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2898.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2906.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3641981313855622719?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3641981313855622719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=3641981313855622719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3641981313855622719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3641981313855622719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-to-basic.html' title='back to basic'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-160837640757090178</id><published>2009-07-19T21:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:32:56.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buddies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriends'/><title type='text'>friends forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2165.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july 11th saw my MUA babes and i preparing a surprise baby shower for our dearest Aidah who&lt;br /&gt;will be going to embrace a new status as a mum in Aug. =) amist the busy schedule that&lt;br /&gt;everyone was drowning with, we managed to come up with a simple affair at Link Boutique Hotel. i&lt;br /&gt;did not even know it existed. a unique hotel it was, what with different style of rooms made in&lt;br /&gt;accordance to the culture in our country. definitely a comeback for other future celebrations. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this little private affair would never happen if not for Ros who never say die in getting everyone&lt;br /&gt;to be present on that common day for all of us. thankfully, all could make it in one piece except&lt;br /&gt;that we were not able to meet Syah who had NDP Preview with the kids that day. she only came&lt;br /&gt;late at night when Mai and i made our way home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was all so well planned and executed. just like the old days back then in NYP MUA. events&lt;br /&gt;after events and we all make it through despite hiccups here and there. hugs to everyone! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2159.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2187.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2229.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2190.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2323.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2208copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2330.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2353.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2362.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2359.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2365.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2374.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_2388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it was a meetup with the Slackers Inc the previous day. as usual, we couldnt get the full&lt;br /&gt;strength. nonetheless, we truly enjoyed this small company reminiscing the good ol' days, us&lt;br /&gt;being the most slackest accountants-to-be of NYP. lol! all we did was wandering around the&lt;br /&gt;campus, doing last minute assignments and presentations in comp lab till late. and that too we&lt;br /&gt;got distracted by friendster (so popular back then), blogs and online games. our favourite place&lt;br /&gt;was the canteen and MacD, simply because we love to eat while gossiping. hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/SlackersInc013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/SlackersInc020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/SlackersInc028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/SlackersInc031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/SlackersInc033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/SlackersInc040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-160837640757090178?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/160837640757090178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=160837640757090178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/160837640757090178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/160837640757090178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/07/friends-forever.html' title='friends forever'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-5766218899067804899</id><published>2009-07-17T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:25:05.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGnews'/><title type='text'>let's do something crazy again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/8858648copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time was back in May.&lt;br /&gt;but this time, it will be different. =)&lt;br /&gt;are you game for it, idayu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-5766218899067804899?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/5766218899067804899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=5766218899067804899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5766218899067804899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5766218899067804899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/07/lets-do-something-crazy-again.html' title='let&apos;s do something crazy again.'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-2608045925342591395</id><published>2009-07-06T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T03:18:00.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>aishiteru</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1522.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since we head out for some sunshine love and so we settled for Henderson&lt;br /&gt;Waves &amp;amp; Mount Faber. =) 'twas the best quality time we had for each other since the last. what&lt;br /&gt;more with our different work schedules. and all i want is more of him at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;everyday, i always wish for a common day for us but it always happens once in a blue moon. so&lt;br /&gt;days like this, i treasured the most. it doesn't come often just like it did back in sec sch days. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know we can get through this. we did and we will. insyallah. right, baby? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1458.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1459.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1466.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1465.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1462.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1478.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1481.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1527.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1479.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1494.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1505.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1525.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1577.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1517.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1534.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1540.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1557.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1583.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1584.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1597.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-2608045925342591395?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/2608045925342591395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=2608045925342591395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/2608045925342591395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/2608045925342591395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/07/aishiteru.html' title='aishiteru'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3954742442832312832</id><published>2009-07-05T21:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T03:30:01.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><title type='text'>another sunday</title><content type='html'>no AG babes outz today. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, off i went to a wedding of my dad's cousin's son.&lt;br /&gt;it was raining heavily that i wish i could just stay home and curl up to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i wanna attend any of the family's wedding. zzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;stop asking the same questions already aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing072copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing031copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing073.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/nothing074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school holiday tomorrow. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;isn't it wonderful to start school on Tuesday? =)&lt;br /&gt;at least i get to have plenty of rest without the rush to do work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3954742442832312832?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3954742442832312832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=3954742442832312832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3954742442832312832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3954742442832312832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-sunday.html' title='another sunday'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-9135255481163204540</id><published>2009-07-04T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T03:26:59.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>the cute little pufferfish</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1735.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little one just had her 2nd pinky princess burpday party. apparently she did not even know&lt;br /&gt;what was going on earlier that she was almost dumbfounded upon the crowd singing her a&lt;br /&gt;burpday song. what more with many pairs of eyes looking at her. i was pretty sure *&lt;em&gt;what's &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wrong with this people looking at me like that, singing that out of tune song&lt;/em&gt;* went through her mind. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was really beautiful to see most of us dress in pink (ladies) and white (guys). my all time&lt;br /&gt;favourite colours! i think little ones nowadays are way more fortunate than most of us aye.&lt;br /&gt;at the age of 2, lil's sabrina already had a big burpday party like this. i only recalled having my&lt;br /&gt;only burpday party with family, relatives and friends at the age of 10. that was the only one.&lt;br /&gt;haha, pretty sad aye! well, at least those who matters always remember my burpday all the time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that pretty much sums up my day on a wonderful sweet saturday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1688.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1703.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1714.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1717.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1732.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1740.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1744.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1747.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1749.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1753.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1776.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1766.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1781.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1808.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1820.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1848.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1854.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1855.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1859.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1862.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1861.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1863.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1864.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1869.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1871.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1893.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1880.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1881.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1882.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1903.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1845.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-9135255481163204540?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/9135255481163204540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=9135255481163204540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/9135255481163204540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/9135255481163204540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/07/lil-sabrinas-pink-party.html' title='the cute little pufferfish'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-1344016423211899463</id><published>2009-07-03T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:28:27.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>my happy pills</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/cliques.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god it's friday today! time really flies! and i never knew Monday is school holiday till one of&lt;br /&gt;my kids told me. *knock my dummy head reaaalll hard aye*&lt;br /&gt;just gave them lots of homework like they requested. haha. lots of marking waiting ahead. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;i am still trying to adjust myself back to work. albeit the very short June hols, my body clock&lt;br /&gt;seriously needs to return to its original routines aye. wonder how it will be when we are going to&lt;br /&gt;shift next year. im very sad lah. hey, this school has been my life since forever. the thought of it&lt;br /&gt;being demolished just sadden me. however, this school is very very old already that something&lt;br /&gt;has got to be done already. and im talking more about its resources and classrooms. alright,&lt;br /&gt;there is still less than half a year to go. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now...a long weekend aye! woohoo! let me see.....&lt;br /&gt;family event tomorrow. AG babes on Sunday. Baby's off on Monday. Work in between (Sigh!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/Picture033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-1344016423211899463?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/1344016423211899463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=1344016423211899463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1344016423211899463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1344016423211899463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-happy-pills.html' title='my happy pills'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-527258495975641647</id><published>2009-06-27T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:51:22.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings and engagements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>and it's a wrap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/mira.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this will be the only and last engagement apart from the weekly weddings that i had for the&lt;br /&gt;month of June. it was definitely THE month. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats once again to Mira&amp;amp;Sulaiman! their baby steps towards THE day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/Picture002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/Picture011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/Picture015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/Picture006.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/Picture026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/Picture014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/mirababyku.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/Picture024.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/group.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/Picture022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh show me that ring man! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-527258495975641647?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/527258495975641647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=527258495975641647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/527258495975641647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/527258495975641647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-its-wrap.html' title='and it&apos;s a wrap!'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-5130282927623076383</id><published>2009-06-23T15:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T01:49:46.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>a good day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1370.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're lookin' for the type of mediocre albeit the predictable kind of plot, i suggest you watch&lt;br /&gt;Drag Me To Hell. just be prepared for some shockin' parts where you can just jump off your seat&lt;br /&gt;(ok bedek!) or your heart just feels like poppin' out anytime (ok betul!).&lt;br /&gt;OR maybe even laugh about it. *inside joke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is so random. but i just wanna meet the gang the soonest. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another random one, what happen if a fly goes into your nostril?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright that's it. im off for tuition. and im having a headache. i think i need to cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1368.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1372.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1371.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1380.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1374.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1375.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1377.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1378.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1382.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1384.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1385.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1432.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1427.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-5130282927623076383?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/5130282927623076383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=5130282927623076383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5130282927623076383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5130282927623076383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-youre-lookin-for-type-of-mediocre.html' title='a good day'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-1301028921227680041</id><published>2009-06-20T20:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:05:15.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>hello world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss73/kodak_momento/IMG_1349.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know i just need to step it up on my updates in this cyberworld. gosh, i've never been away this long.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i would have all the time in the world during the so-called June holiday.&lt;br /&gt;just like i used to back then. but the reality always sucks, you know.&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to meet my besties, AG babes, Slackerz' Inc, Kucing Parsiku and Lil' Kuzin.&lt;br /&gt;that's really sad lah.&lt;br /&gt;worst, we have yet to spend good ol' quality times together, honey. soon alright? =)&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, we're set for a kecohrable plan in Jul with the MUA babes. =)&lt;br /&gt;the two weeks of hols just went by a tad too fast aye.&lt;br /&gt;i did not even touch anything related to work, trust me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell ya, im left with one more day to rest for the next day will be back to the routines.&lt;br /&gt;how boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update again later! but it will just be a brief one.&lt;br /&gt;told ya i THOUGHT i will have time for this love of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-1301028921227680041?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/1301028921227680041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=1301028921227680041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1301028921227680041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1301028921227680041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-world.html' title='hello world!'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3155158225973439373</id><published>2009-05-10T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:27:27.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>happy mothers' day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2533.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind about the huge hole in my pocket now.&lt;br /&gt;her sacrifices all these years are just priceless. too valuable.&lt;br /&gt;without her, who am i, aye?&lt;br /&gt;and i cannot wait to have my own happy mothers' day. lol!&lt;br /&gt;i am really glad for this short family dinner. it's been really awhile since we had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2524.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the anak beranaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2528.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the adik beradiks and anak sedare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2532.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hidung kembangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2534.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this picture to bits. dad is finally smiling in a picture with his mother (centre) and MIL.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2535.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hidung kembangs and one mancung.&lt;br /&gt;so you know where i inherited my hidung bawang from, right?&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2536.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the queens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3155158225973439373?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3155158225973439373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=3155158225973439373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3155158225973439373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3155158225973439373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='happy mothers&apos; day!'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3874231828809464308</id><published>2009-05-08T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:04:56.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGnews'/><title type='text'>tgif with the true blue babes&amp;guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/P1070278.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tgif with the complete AG babes. finally!&lt;br /&gt;a dinner together on a friday night at Sakura, Jurong Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was home early after meeting at school. just can't wait to go off and meet the two teachers-to-&lt;br /&gt;be. the weather was scotching hot and i just wanna take a bath first before meeting them.&lt;br /&gt;the two babes were window-shopping and my hands are really itchy. hmmpff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idayu came shortly after and off we went to grab our dinner. haven't eaten the whole day leh!&lt;br /&gt;everytime we meet, there's something to share about. what more when we haven't been&lt;br /&gt;catching up on each other. thankfully for today. =) the joy of having these true blue babes who&lt;br /&gt;just keep you going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hairul decided to wear a &lt;em&gt;skirt&lt;/em&gt; (hahaha) and joined us. kesian orang tua tu sedang bosan di&lt;br /&gt;rumah. since you insisted on joing us, so follow us to our favourite shop after a bloated stomachs!&lt;br /&gt;where else? C&amp;amp;K. and i just realised that we were dressed in black&amp;amp;red. ms idayu, the angel,&lt;br /&gt;you're the odd one out. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, i think i shoudn't get started on the shoes. we even had the evil thoughts of knocking the&lt;br /&gt;men out and grabbed all those new arrivals shoes which they had just brought in. ppft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, enough of shoes. we ended the night at starbucks and chatted the night away. i love&lt;br /&gt;moments like this, you know? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the lovely night babes&amp;amp;guy. i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for sending me home, yani ku...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2475.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bird poo poo or cream? hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2477.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon, the bad hair days will come chasing after them. good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/P1070274.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2488.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this too. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/P1070276.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2496.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN U Fans? i know im not.&lt;br /&gt;i only watch World Cup lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2486.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2493.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysterious Fans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/P1070284.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/P1070285.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we should not be greedy. lesson learnt. speaking of which, i still have yet to send you that&lt;br /&gt;saddening video. i think it affected me somehow. it's a good thing so i won't waste food. but it&lt;br /&gt;takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/P1070277.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devil and angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/P1070281.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/P1070283.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/Photo0071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black, red and white.&lt;br /&gt;those of my favourite colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/Photo0075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply irresistable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF24982.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2499.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advanced celebration of singapore's burpday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF25012.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF25022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy bodyguard. happy window-shoppers. extremely happy shopper. happy, yani?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF25202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2505.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2507.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2509.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2510.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2513.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday is gonna be ubber fun. yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love long weekends like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3874231828809464308?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3874231828809464308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=3874231828809464308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3874231828809464308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3874231828809464308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='tgif with the true blue babes&amp;guy'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-4280928783669221413</id><published>2009-05-04T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:59:41.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>how many sheeps did i count already?</title><content type='html'>bored, aching heart and VERY busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-4280928783669221413?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/4280928783669221413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=4280928783669221413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/4280928783669221413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/4280928783669221413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-many-sheeps-did-i-count-already.html' title='how many sheeps did i count already?'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-5850273005090317971</id><published>2009-05-03T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:24:35.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>bad days ahead.</title><content type='html'>why oh why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-5850273005090317971?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/5850273005090317971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=5850273005090317971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5850273005090317971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5850273005090317971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/05/bad-days-ahead.html' title='bad days ahead.'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-4197676830120685884</id><published>2009-05-01T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:26:53.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>hot saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2358.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we paid lil' hafiz a visit. alhamdulilah, he's getting better and he's way stronger than all of us&lt;br /&gt;thought he was. not even a complain about pain the family said. =) and kids just love the&lt;br /&gt;simplest thing that others give. how i love them so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next part of the saturday was having a hearty early dinner at delifrance and Friday the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;they seriously need to change it to R21 lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2360.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2365.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2366.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2368.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2369.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2370.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2374.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2373.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2375.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinky and wan joined us later at night after his work. that guy surely worked hard aye!&lt;br /&gt;sizzy and muhd had to go off shortly as another workaholic had to report work at night.&lt;br /&gt;muhd, the worker ant! =) maklum wedding bells in 6-7 mths' time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2381.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2382.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2383.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME! COME! COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i IS so excited to show you that i am a proud unprofessional bowler for that particular night.&lt;br /&gt;heeeeeeeeeeeeee.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just focus on the first one ok. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pupils, what can you observe from the given results?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm, they are in increasing order starting from the bottom, teacher?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, you are absolutely right!&lt;br /&gt;so, who scored the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm, the one with the letter A? Aidah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes yes! excellent! you're very observant! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me be in the limelight once, can?&lt;br /&gt;i've never gotten a strike for three consecutive rows and a spare right after that lah!&lt;br /&gt;cool or what??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dear babyku and wan, come say with me, "Aidah can do it too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2393.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinky's siblings who came to join after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2390.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-4197676830120685884?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/4197676830120685884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=4197676830120685884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/4197676830120685884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/4197676830120685884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_09.html' title='hot saturday'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-2676174186168254588</id><published>2009-04-30T20:47:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:19:06.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>overdue</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been two weeks already and here i am about to update the overdue entry.&lt;br /&gt;i've been procrastinating and now i felt lazy already. too many things yet too little time.&lt;br /&gt;im just praying hard that i'll get over this tide. i know it's going to be over soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;the month of may is here already and the next thing you know it'll be june already. fast huh?&lt;br /&gt;living in singapore is just so hard. everybody is chasing over time. busy working here and there,&lt;br /&gt;trying to earn as much money as they could to survive in this little busy country. i wonder&lt;br /&gt;where's the talk about living a healthy and balanced lifestyle aye? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway......&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed a very taxing day for all of us where work is at the back of our mind but despite that, everyone definitely took the effort and time to do our best no matter what. And it was pleasing to see that. =) Will definitely miss the whole experience and moments shared from day 1 till now. From being so paiseh and malu-malu during photoshoot, fittings, catwalks, rehearsal to the grand actual day of the competition. Cheers to our friendship, dear lovely couples! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that friday, i packed up all my stuffs into my bag earlier than usual. cleared some of the&lt;br /&gt;markings since i know i won't even have the energy left to do so during the weekend. the&lt;br /&gt;colleagues were surprised to see me leaving in a rush as early as 2.30pm and all i could give&lt;br /&gt;them was a sneaky smile. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2251.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2255.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our dinner with Sizzy and Muhd at Arnolds before we headed for our first rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;at the Rouge Lab over at Kaki-kaki, Malay Village. we were taken aback at first as we all&lt;br /&gt;envisioned the audience will be watching us up on the stage. a big place. but we were wrong and&lt;br /&gt;we just made do with it. the extreme hot weather was the major problem that night. spotlights&lt;br /&gt;everywhere and we were perspiring so badly, what with the ladies having to wear high heels.&lt;br /&gt;phew! we could imagine how it was going to be like the next day in the evening when all the&lt;br /&gt;supporters and others will be coming over to see all of us. poor them! i was only worried about&lt;br /&gt;my lil' nephew who will be coming with my eldest sis and BIL. confirm melalak punye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended the rehearsal pretty late and my whole body and leg were aching already. took a quick&lt;br /&gt;shower and crashed into bed immediately. waduh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just look at our faces the next morning. for a mere 4 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2259.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2260.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next,&lt;br /&gt;the ladies did their makeup first while the poor guys had to wait outside for so long .&lt;br /&gt;they either read the newspaper, chit-chat, stare at the wall, camwhoring or most of of the time SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;even i, myself slept while Kak Hani, my mak andam, was doing makeup for me.&lt;br /&gt;haha, too shiok already lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2266.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Hani and yourstruly, right after my makeup was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2267.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faezah, Shn and Mala while waiting for all to be ready and this was what happened. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4679.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yourstruly, sizzy and farisyah. =)&lt;br /&gt;waiting is such a torture, i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4680.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and still waiting....so what were the guys up to then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2273.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img height="399" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4797.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they decided to be gay or simply be the next top models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4705.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camwhoring too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2282.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? kalahkan pompan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you wanna see the modern Ajis Sattar?&lt;br /&gt;or maybe Japanese, the Spore version?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come, come and take a look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4700.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just plain compact powder. patches here and there. lol!&lt;br /&gt;unlike the ladies, we have tons of stuffs on our faces.&lt;br /&gt;toner, moisturiser, cream foundation, concealer, bronzer, loose powder. you name it! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, let's present all the 11 couples! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C1 and C2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2299.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2297.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C3 and C4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4878.jpg" width="300" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2294.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C5 and C6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2293.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C7 and C8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2286.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img height="402" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4905.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C9 and C10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2287.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2289.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C11 and the gorgeous mak andams, Kak Milah and Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2290.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2319.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, it was really nerve-wrecking when only the ladies had to start their catwalk first&lt;br /&gt;ALONE. so if i tripped and fell, nobody will pick me up. i will have to pick myself up. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, nothing embarrassing had happened especially when babyku gave me his&lt;br /&gt;encouraging and &lt;em&gt;minyang &lt;/em&gt;smile before the ladies had to start the show. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few tries, we got the hang of it and we ladies were less nervous. goody!&lt;br /&gt;it truly helped when i saw my siblings, maternal relatives and my lovely couple, haidayu for&lt;br /&gt;coming early to show their sincerest support. how can i not love you lots aye?&lt;br /&gt;just when i saw them, the heart beat kinda slowed down and the smile came naturally.&lt;br /&gt;no more trembling! haha. the power of support from your loved ones. really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, let's chop chop and moved on to the grand show. all's well despite a few glitches here and&lt;br /&gt;there. lol! babyku, it's ok! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2305.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2308.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we felt more relaxed after the grand catwalk. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2313.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, even babyku did not feel nervous anymore. wide smile aye. da tak mengigil, hor? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till this moment, i still could not believe we're in this together. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank Yus for this pretty picture of the three of us after the tension moment was over. =)&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?! Sizzy&amp;amp;Muhd and Yus&amp;amp;Su....their wedding will fall on the same date lah! ohoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the trail of my outfit that constantly kept me worry all the time.&lt;br /&gt;but alhamdulilah, it worked very well with my shoes and so, nothing happened! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2330.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us with Qistina, the sweet and soft-spoken babe! ;)&lt;br /&gt;dear Sue, if you're reading this, i just felt that Qistina and you looked alike lah.&lt;br /&gt;and dear Atiqah, if you're reading this too, i also felt that Qistina and you have similar features&lt;br /&gt;like the smile and eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2338.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah handsome lah baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zul hilmi and yazid.&lt;br /&gt;they really looked so good together and compatible, hor? hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, when the event was sooon coming to an end, this guy in green decided to get crazzy and crappy.&lt;br /&gt;lalat alert! azhar!! ahhahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2340.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's everywhere to ruin the picture. sengaja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2344.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2345.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he tried every ways and means. we even tried to call for help from his fiancee, Mala to take care&lt;br /&gt;of him. but what do you know?! even Mala decided to join force with him. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2346.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/2901_1165641981012_1226763053_30464.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) tengok lah diorang kat belakang tu! kesian Sizzy&amp;amp;Muhd. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;2) ahhaa thank you, Lil' Kuzin Rahmah for the photo! sempat senyum eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCN2083.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCN2084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our first catwalk in the afternoon. *trembles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCN2136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Yani for this excellent shot. you're getting better at it already aye! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/2901_1165642221018_1226763053_30464.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not know what the Lil Kuzin was trying to capture but heck, this is nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/pelamin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red&amp;amp;black always do not go wrong together. =)&lt;br /&gt;but panas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ladies' catwalk - Sizzy and yourstruly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/mybackportrait.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/myportrait.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/myselfportrait.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/runway.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/sizzyback.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/aishahself.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/sizzyrunway.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/sizzystage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came us...spotlights and flashlights all over that i just did not know where to smile anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/sizzymuhddoorstep.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/doorstep.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then over at the backstage again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4732.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img height="451" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4912.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the upcoming datins in the Datin Diaries 2.&lt;br /&gt;2) the sporting, funny, friendly and lovely couple, Farisyah and Azmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4761-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mari tengok boss kiter pandai pose twissssss!&lt;br /&gt;but he was great being there to give us the assurance and encouragement throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4762-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the event was about to start and we had the time to camwhore for the very last minute. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4814.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the tension arised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4892.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the tension was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/withmrssingapore.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Congeniality Award.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Singapore 2009 was really gorgeous, can? so tallllll and slimmmmm...............&lt;br /&gt;what's her secret, aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/withsitisuhailah4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Consolation Prize.&lt;br /&gt;she's the owner of RougeLab - Suhailah.&lt;br /&gt;where at first look i thought she's a Chinese lah. she's hot for a mummy, can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/top32.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Top 3 winners together with Abg Zul and family! =)&lt;br /&gt;Sizzy&amp;amp;Muhd. Dyan&amp;amp;Yazid. Farisyah&amp;amp;Azmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/aishahandfamily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sizzy's close-knitted family.&lt;br /&gt;kinky was shocked to see Sizzy's lil brother now. very handsome now aye! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/lastgroupshot3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the group shot. one big family from all walks of life.&lt;br /&gt;congrats to the Top 3 Winners, Top 6, Special Awards and others!&lt;br /&gt;all of us are winners! =) we've made till this far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/IMG_4936.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after the end of the event. hurray hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let's now present our ardent supporters. *lovelove*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the siblings and kuzin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/2901_1165557378897_1226763053_30464.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/2901_1165557578902_1226763053_30464.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along, Lil' Kuzin Rahmah and her school friend, Razak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/2901_1165557778907_1226763053_30464.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/2901_1165559698955_1226763053_30464.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil' Haniq and them. Kesian kepanasan dan kehausan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/2901_1165558538926_1226763053_30464.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i had no worry for Lil' Niece. hahaa, she has always been active and flexible like that.&lt;br /&gt;can adapt to all kinds of weather and environment.&lt;br /&gt;she and her minyang face when she saw us walking down the aisle,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"eee, mama mentel nak kahwin dengan uncle sepet eh!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the maternal relatives had to leave just when the actual show had started since they had&lt;br /&gt;other activities to attend to. nonetheless, i was really grateful to see the aunties, uncles, elder&lt;br /&gt;cousins and even nenek ku waving at us, especially Cik Udin giving us that sneaky smile. hmmpf!&lt;br /&gt;if not for the spoilt washing machine, both mum and dad would already be there for us. =(&lt;br /&gt;and i SO wanna see dearest dad's reaction upon seeing us. ahahahaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, nieces and nephews for coming all the way from the West and East just to support me and zul. despite not having the best of seats, you still&lt;br /&gt;withstand everything to give us your sincerest support. along and BIL for chasing after the&lt;br /&gt;active Lil' Hanig who was running all over the place. i truly understand how hard it was taking&lt;br /&gt;care of an extreme active toddler like Lil' Haniq. all of you made me realise the importance of&lt;br /&gt;family support and the big difference made for that. thank you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, my true blue babes and hunks - AG Geng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCN2096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhaha, idayu heed my advice to bring a fan and whatsnot to prepare for the worst condition&lt;br /&gt;once they reached. lol! lawa pulak tu kipas dia! bukan main lagi!&lt;br /&gt;but pity hairul for dressing up so nice that night that he had to bear with the extreme hot&lt;br /&gt;weather. (we did not take picture with you lah, Abg Hairul oi!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCN2108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the earlybirds. as always! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCN2207.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us with yani, idayu and ayu. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/P1070238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us with the lovely, game freaks couple, ayu and adib. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCN2210-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended the very, very late night (first time eh aku alik lambat mcm ni!) over supper at TehTarik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we couldn't express enough gratitude to you guys for always trying your best to be there for us&lt;br /&gt;whenever you could. thank you for being so excited too, looking forward to this event. despite&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz not abling to come that night, you still made yourself to be there by bike alone over long&lt;br /&gt;and tiring ride from the west. you even took all the effort to capture our moments. you're such a&lt;br /&gt;sweetheart yani, do you know that? =) hairul too...in that smart outfit of yours, you still bother to be upfront ignoring the crowds just so you could capture us beautifully at the right timing.&lt;br /&gt;now now, you took pictures for all of us but we had forgotten to take picture with you. tsk! and&lt;br /&gt;idayu, thank you for always being the early one as always. im sure hairul had no choice but to be&lt;br /&gt;early as well. hee. thank you for being there all the time and getting them to have supper after&lt;br /&gt;that. =) and of course, not forgetting ayu and adib...i know you guys and yani are in the midst of&lt;br /&gt;having exams and assignments. you still made it just for us. what with adib giving hilmi that&lt;br /&gt;cheeky look, trying to tell him something while we walked down the aisle. ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of you are the best, can? how can we repay you, tell me? *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i would like to thank my favourite Slackers Inc. members. my all time favourite slackers&lt;br /&gt;ever since our poly days. sadly, they left upon seeing the overwhelming crowd and the hothothot&lt;br /&gt;weather. nevertheless, we are grateful for your presence. Devi had just came back from abroad&lt;br /&gt;only for a short while and she was sweet enough to drop by to see us. =)&lt;br /&gt;and off you go again for your studies. =(&lt;br /&gt;till the next meetup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/iswariandhamza.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, to the rest of you out there who voted for us all this while.&lt;br /&gt;we can never thank you enough. THANK YOU! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/withaishahandmuhd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love and LOVE this picture of ours. =)&lt;br /&gt;congrats you guys for being the 2nd! so muhd, where's your promise? you lose! ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;if only Wan was not made to work overtime for that entire week, this picture would be perfect aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and muhd, we should thank you for a first. without this silly idea of yours, we wouldn't have this&lt;br /&gt;opportunity. i thank Him for this. we bonded so much more, spending quality time together, one&lt;br /&gt;that i hope for in this event since all of us didn't have the time to spent quality time together like before due to clash in work schedule. i even had sisterly moment with sizzy.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully for this golden opportunity! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, to the man and lady who are the Couple of All Time...Abg Zul and Kak Ros. You both have been the best boss ever who always give us words of wisdom and advice throughout the comp. Always encouraging everyone of us, coupled with humorous moments when we were so tensed. =)Thank you both for giving us the golden and rare opportunity. We truly appreciate it. Thank YOU! =) We love all your unique and exclusive outfits. Even our family and friends commented on how much they love your new outfits especially, look so grand. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure you both can go far. All the best in your future endeavours! Insyallah, we definitely support the both of you! =)Thank you to the sporting Mak Andams - Kak Milah, Kak Effa, Kak Hani, Kak Joy, Melissa and others whom I forgot their names. But really thank you all for making us pretty, being so particular about everything, making sure we really looked pretty that night. Love their passionate and friendly attitude! =) So professional lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DJ and wife too from Prostage for releasing our tension during rehearsal! LOL. Abg Zan from PinholeFoto for just giving us that smile and ques while taking pictures of us on the runway definitely made us less nervous. He has always been cheery and friendly photograher who did not make us feel stiff and awkward! And of course to all the rest who made this event successful. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/babyandi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not forget you, dearest love. =)&lt;br /&gt;no doubt you've always been there for me through thick and thin all these years, even though&lt;br /&gt;not all the time. i was surprised too when you readily agree to join this comp with me for i&lt;br /&gt;thought you are not the type of person who will be keen in this. i was wrong. =) thankfully, we&lt;br /&gt;decided to be a part of this comp together. we grew even closer together and learnt more about&lt;br /&gt;each other's weakness and strengths. we just need to understand and compromise each other&lt;br /&gt;more. we can do it! =)&lt;br /&gt;another good thing about this event, we learnt how hard it is to get married. so many things to&lt;br /&gt;think about. everything must be prepared. not only for the wedding itself but also the aftermath. how true. for sure, we're going to take it slow. taking one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, we are blessed, when this relationship of ours has been made official. alhamdulilah. =)&lt;br /&gt;thank you dad.&lt;br /&gt;and i love you, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today is LABOUR DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna know what im thinking of doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.L.E.E.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-2676174186168254588?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/2676174186168254588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=2676174186168254588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/2676174186168254588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/2676174186168254588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-two-weeks-already-and-here-i.html' title='overdue'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-9077523678014924765</id><published>2009-04-21T23:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:48:00.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>one big family</title><content type='html'>here comes the end of the Chantique The Bridal Gallery Couple of the Year 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/lastgroupshot2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Credits to Abg Zan from PinholeFoto.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still recovering from the aftermath of the whole experience which im definitely gonna miss. =(&lt;br /&gt;it has been a memorable event for me and babyku this year which will remain in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;whenever the music player was played in mala's blog now, i felt like going over the whole process&lt;br /&gt;again. lol! it just reminded me of that beautiful night. =) really! sobsob.&lt;br /&gt;but now, back to reality, back to work...in a mess right now! it's the time of the year. headache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am finding the right time where i can just sit down peacefully and have a proper update about&lt;br /&gt;the event and to thank our supporters. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so till then people! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: ohmygod ohmygod!!! im so lovin' all the pictures professionally taken by Abg Zan from PinholeFoto lah! i could even stop my work at late night and just browsed through all the pictures that he sent last night lah even if my eyes were already half closed. hahaa..very the NICE, right lovely CTBG couples out there??! ok that's it! im goin' to print out all the photos this weekend when babyku and i are goin' to meet Sizzy and Muhd! woohoo! =) no need to wait for my real wedding photos lor. lol! i IS so the mentel, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;paula:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ai*dah 2 paula:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a wide smile to you too gorgeous! =)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiiii jambuuu laarrr dia! *blowkissess*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ai*dah 2 lina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeiiii gadis manisku! dun say that leh, paiseh leh!&lt;br /&gt;*i blow you endless of wet everlasting kisses lah!*&lt;br /&gt;muuaacckkss!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Faezahmad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hey sweets! congrats for d miss congenality award!! keep in touch ok dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ai*dah 2 faezahmad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello Ms Photogenic! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you you you! Of course, without saying, we all must keep in touch ok!&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to your big day and we can all meet again! a kecoh2 reunion! ;)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;beauillusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;congrats miss congeniality ;) happie for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ai*dah 2 beauillusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hee, how did you know when i haven update about the event aye? hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;you went for it, is it? =) anyway, thanks alot babe!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;idayu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to see you tmw! i bring nessie okie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ai*dah 2 idayu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks babe for always supporting me and bein so enthu about it! =)&lt;br /&gt;hugs tight tight lah! muuaaccks!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wana:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aidah! u met gilles! he's a super nice guy right!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ai*dah to wana:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap yeap, wana! hee, what a small world lah. you know him too. lol!&lt;br /&gt;not only nice, but what a great and enthu guy lah! =) how did you know him btw?&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Vogue Couture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hey girl!! visit our new online blogshop in SG!! &lt;thevoguecouture.blogspot.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come support us with your gfs!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ai*dah 2 TVC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting site babe! will definitely watch out for more update aye! =) thanks!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ey wa, you go for photography clasS??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ai*dah 2 sue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ey wah wah! ye saye pergi phtography course sent by my art coordinator lah.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully,, i chose to go for i learnt new things abt slr which is just so hard lah.&lt;br /&gt;so many things to take note! pfft.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;filzah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ur blog is like my colourful storybook. u are the funny one. those entries that makes me smile2. oh and where was i? u mean? oh nvm.. i hv been busy taking care of 20 schs under me. still trying to find time to settle for my own internet time. hehe. alright, have plenty of sleep k. SLEEP like sleeping beauty! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ai*dah 2 filzah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and you as usual, sweetie...always made me smile too with your sweetest sincerest tags lah. muaacks sama lu! now i find my entries are as boring as the dull me now. knock my head. chet chet! miss filzah kiter sungguh busy aye! 20 schs somemore! better take care of yourself too babe. must have fun time for yourself and loved ones! understood-ed? hee.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice! photography courseee! ((: wait. i love ur small body. so goodly shaped. so senang wanna wear anything, simple n sweet la u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ai*dah 2 lina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the course was great! so much more to learn and brush up on. *patience*&lt;br /&gt;as usual no one is perfect. i still have my flaws lah! not easy to buy clothes too wokay esp pants! coz i always have difficulty buyin pants. it can fit and button but cant really zip coz of my hip. pfft! =( but alhamdulilah, so far so good. =)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;paula:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hey babe, thanks for dropping by! c ya soon! =) tc and i'll link u too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ai*dah 2 paula:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hey gorgeous! already linked you! =)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kiera:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do fortunately. U need any more info just mail me all right? Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;[Email][Webbie]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ai*dah 2 kiera:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k babe thanks! will email you soon when the day is nearing ok! =)&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;idayu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm counting down to holidays too... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ai*dah 2 idayu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me about it babe! i guess all of us are counting down to hols, right?&lt;br /&gt;hands up to those who agree! ;) CHIAYO! Almost a month more to go!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;edns:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for competitive prices on clothes and accessories, pls visit www.blessedbeau.blogspot.com thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ai*dah 2 edns:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee, thanks for the update babe! =) keep it comin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-9077523678014924765?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/9077523678014924765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=9077523678014924765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/9077523678014924765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/9077523678014924765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-big-family.html' title='one big family'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3863164642751605168</id><published>2009-04-05T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:10:51.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>smells great!</title><content type='html'>saturday is here again! on high mode right now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;initially, kinky and i planned to go to the Guess Warehouse sale over at Grand Hyatt.&lt;br /&gt;but something cropped up that kinky wasn't able to make it. so i dragged the lil' kuzin since&lt;br /&gt;she's supporting her friends who were having a gig over at Youth Park. think wedges and bags!&lt;br /&gt;yummy! so nothing could stop at that time. hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i was totally disappointed with the overwhelming crowds which i bid farewell to the hot&lt;br /&gt;red pinkish wedge. i almost bought it but howell, that was the only piece left and it wasn't my&lt;br /&gt;size. the rest....i wasn't interested. and gosh, the long queue totally disgust me that i thought i&lt;br /&gt;won't be able to make it on time to meet the rest at harbourfront if i were to decide to buy those&lt;br /&gt;that caught my eye. so byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1987.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1979.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1981.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1988.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the gig for awhile and rushed down to harbourfront.&lt;br /&gt;hah, managed to steal a peek over at C&amp;amp;K and tadaadah! another one for the collection. =)&lt;br /&gt;just had the itch to find a substitute for the loss over the sale at guess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;12 rounds after that and we smuggled donuts from donut factory into the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;what are medium-sized bags for, right? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2009.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF2007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i wonder what would i do without you guys aye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3863164642751605168?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3863164642751605168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-365531425594274144</id><published>2009-04-03T23:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:13:33.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGnews'/><title type='text'>tgifwi</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully that today it's the last friday i'll be missing from school.&lt;br /&gt;twas' good while it lasts. missing from school is really not a good idea aye.&lt;br /&gt;lots of things to cover with the babies the following school day.&lt;br /&gt;of course, it was definitely great where i could wake up abit later than usual, not thinking about&lt;br /&gt;work for awhile. just think photography. =) something i love and enjoy to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, the colleague and i went for a photography course for two Fridays in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;for a start, it was awfully boredom. as much as i was a history student back then, i hate for the fact&lt;br /&gt;that too many words to be absorbed into my brain would definitely shut me down. what's more a&lt;br /&gt;bad start for a great morning aye! i was almost falling asleep sitting at the back. so lesson learnt,&lt;br /&gt;never sit at the back of any class for the probability of falling asleep is very high. honestly, i've&lt;br /&gt;known that lesson long time ago but i choose to listen to my morning sleepy mind. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, i was glad that i attended this course. so many new things that i've learnt not only from&lt;br /&gt;the French lecturer but also from the other teachers as well. didn't expect them to be so&lt;br /&gt;enthusiastic about photography that they deserved credits for their photos captured. hidden&lt;br /&gt;talents! never mind the fact that i still have yet to get my very own dslr. so i made do with&lt;br /&gt;babyku's camera when we had to make rounds to capture moments in bugis for the practical.&lt;br /&gt;it was good motivation and encouragement by the lecturer after seeing the pictures taken. that i&lt;br /&gt;really cannot wait to just get away from my routines and just spend a day capturing the daily&lt;br /&gt;lives of people from all walks of life. heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1953.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day did not end there and then. i cabbed down back to school for an individual reading&lt;br /&gt;session with one of my babies, followed by preparations for the school sports day for our house.&lt;br /&gt;by then, my body, mind and soul were really begging for mercy. mintak ampun banyak2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget about negative thoughts, think positive ones like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1965.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a reason to meet this curly wurly girlfriend of mine. you know i know lah hor! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really excited for this day. not only because of meeting this love, but another reason&lt;br /&gt;worth for. that i couldn't keep thinking about it since the day she sms-ed about it. oh how i could&lt;br /&gt;not wait to embrace it. now, it's in my hands. like finally. and i just realised something about me.&lt;br /&gt;never have i been taking care of my things that well, but this one...i definitely treasure it very&lt;br /&gt;much that i kept it in a drawstring bag. i even heeded this love's advice in stuffing its papers&lt;br /&gt;back into it to maintain its shape.&lt;br /&gt;to top it all up, i was really delirious with joy at the super great news which really made that&lt;br /&gt;friday a fantabulous one. something to look forward. 2009 has been great so far! *hugs idayu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next part of the night...it would not be complete without girls talk over at coffee bean. ;)&lt;br /&gt;till i could feel the tiredness in me already. so cabbed home. crashed into bed. cannot tahan liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just one and a half more month to June hols. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1962.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1968.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1969.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1970.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-4175722539723256514</id><published>2009-03-30T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:25:00.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>confessions of a shopaholic</title><content type='html'>I LOVE YOU, Kinky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the great quality time spent. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-4175722539723256514?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/4175722539723256514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=4175722539723256514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/4175722539723256514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/4175722539723256514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/03/confessions-of-shopaholic.html' title='confessions of a shopaholic'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' 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with&lt;br /&gt;us aye? trash at Mountfaber Bowling. individual was good. but otherwise for couple. ppfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k that's a short entry! =) let's all together say, boorringgg..............no time and time for bed now! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSY WEEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSY TERM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1881.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1879.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1882.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1885.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1887.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/hil_dah13/DSCF1895.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1896.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1897.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1898.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1912.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1913.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1919.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1921.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1923.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1922.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1928.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1927.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1936.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1938.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1934.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-5410203050455799481?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/5410203050455799481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=5410203050455799481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/meandbabycopy2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, i know i looked like a nyonya. even muhd commented on how baba i looked like, what&lt;br /&gt;more with that hairstyle. but heck, i don't care and i don't mind lor. i still love the picture.&lt;br /&gt;kan baby kan? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, two things to update! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, you may vote for us at another site - &lt;a href="http://www.majalahperkahwinan.com/mp/index.php?option=com_rsgallery2&amp;amp;page=inline&amp;amp;gid=3&amp;amp;limit=1&amp;amp;limitstart=1"&gt;majalahperkahwinan.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, i would be glad if you vote us at Chantique multiply site so i could recognise you by&lt;br /&gt;your multiply profile picture and thank you personally. =) for those who have voted, we really&lt;br /&gt;appreciate it alot and can never thank you enough! keep it comin'! 2 more weeks and the&lt;br /&gt;nerve-wrecking moment will be here soon aye. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, Abg Zul had sent us an email already with regards to the guests list for the tickets. so dear&lt;br /&gt;friends and fellow humble readers, if you are free on Saturday, 18th April from 2 pm - 9.30 pm&lt;br /&gt;and would like to come and support us, do drop an email or just sms us your name and IC&lt;br /&gt;number to confirm your tickets by Friday, 3rd April. but fret not, entry is free. i think the tickets entitled you to join the lucky draw, souveniors and i don't know what else. nevertheless, your&lt;br /&gt;presence is much appreciated! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you everyone! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-6080810644521384649?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/6080810644521384649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=6080810644521384649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6080810644521384649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6080810644521384649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='countdown'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=209071491832347238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/209071491832347238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/209071491832347238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/03/alhamdulilah.html' title='alhamdulilah.'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3971695865060843666</id><published>2009-03-22T23:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:50:46.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>the more we get together</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1776.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an impromptu plan to sentosa i must say. i usually love staying at home on a sunday with the&lt;br /&gt;family and get my work done. but i really don't know what's got into me that day that i decided&lt;br /&gt;to go along with the rest. and this day is pretty much an important day for us. the moment is&lt;br /&gt;here. he is so nervous. =) after a decade and here you are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all day long he wasn't his usual self. out of control. the rest of us got irritated cause of that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;abnormal &lt;/em&gt;behaviour throughout. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's make it a brief one yeah.&lt;br /&gt;instead of comin' over in the morning, i decided to just let him come over in the evening after our&lt;br /&gt;trip to sentosa with the cliques. dad was still snoring his sunny sunday away. zoomed off to&lt;br /&gt;queenstown to send kinky's sister to work before we went for the beach. i was reluctant though&lt;br /&gt;at the thought of getting myself tanned further. im already turning darker each day, what with&lt;br /&gt;countless of outdoor activities such as kayakking, netball training, netball umpiring, PE, sports&lt;br /&gt;meet and what's not. it's back to where i was in those sec sch days. bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;but i enjoyed and love doing them. how? spreading thick layers of sunblock won't do either aye! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, all of us just head for the beach and get wet! it was a mistake to get my hair wet. it&lt;br /&gt;got all dry that i just wanted to chop it off right there and then. but control!&lt;br /&gt;other than that, sentosa will always be a sentosa. and a beach will always be a beach, right?&lt;br /&gt;so you will see all kinds of things. hmm. and babyku, can you stop with the nonsense already?&lt;br /&gt;stop making us laugh, will you? =) anyway, few hours had passed and we made our way back.&lt;br /&gt;ended the evening having dinner at Air Pasang while discussing all sorts of questions the love&lt;br /&gt;was going to face. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's the end of my March hols aye! =(&lt;br /&gt;another round of a long fierce battle before the June hols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1780.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1783.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1778.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1784.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1789.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1799.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1797.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1801.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1802.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1803.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite being a few months older than the rest of us, he's still a young child. agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1804.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1807.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1808.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1810.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1816.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1817.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3971695865060843666?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3971695865060843666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=3971695865060843666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3971695865060843666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3971695865060843666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/03/beach.html' title='the more we get together'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-8516855596806376564</id><published>2009-03-21T23:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T01:41:10.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>the ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1772.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day where rain started to pour heavily and with a heavy heart we decided to go public.&lt;br /&gt;the day where we relish the moments of those days in our white and green uniform.&lt;br /&gt;the day where the men started to have headache upon boarding the train.&lt;br /&gt;the day where we felt free from the hassle of bringing helmet and fussy about our hair.&lt;br /&gt;the day where i bumped into ayu's cousin, shasha. =)&lt;br /&gt;the day where we bumped into yana and zai at town. quite often aye! ;)&lt;br /&gt;the day where gilera started to hit the air.&lt;br /&gt;the day where we decided to brush up on our skills for babyku's bowling competition. im good right, bie? lol!&lt;br /&gt;the day where a lunatic transformed into a robot in his own fantasy. joke of the day man!&lt;br /&gt;the day where mum sms the love for the moment that we've been waiting for. haha.&lt;br /&gt;the day where i enjoyed the company of my loved ones even though i know March hols is comin' to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more day to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1736.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1747.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1753.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1757.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1756.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1759.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1760.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1761.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1765.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1766.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1769.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1774.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-8516855596806376564?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/8516855596806376564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=8516855596806376564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8516855596806376564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8516855596806376564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/03/ones.html' title='the ones'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-8966513556231124988</id><published>2009-03-20T23:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:34:52.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>cat and dog</title><content type='html'>i love you, you love me,&lt;br /&gt;we're a happy family,&lt;br /&gt;with a great big hug and a kiss from me to you,&lt;br /&gt;won't you say you love me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stop squabbling, shall we? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we should cherish each other what more with the rare meetups we have now.&lt;br /&gt;if i ever make things even more difficult, just give me a tight slap to wake me up, will you?&lt;br /&gt;erm, but i know you won't lay your hands on my face aye. ;)&lt;br /&gt;just knock me gently on the head will do. and please don't ever ask me over and again as to&lt;br /&gt;whether i still have you in my heart. cause my answer will always be the same, baby.&lt;br /&gt;you've known me for more than a decade already. so you jolly well know the answer without asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me. trust yourself. and have faith in us, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heart you, lohan. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hip hip hurray for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1717.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1721.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1719.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1733.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-8966513556231124988?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/8966513556231124988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=8966513556231124988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8966513556231124988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8966513556231124988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/03/cat-and-dog.html' title='cat and dog'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-5567763413382279140</id><published>2009-03-18T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T01:06:28.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>4 days leave</title><content type='html'>i couldn't be more than happy waiting for this day to come. the only moment where we can truly&lt;br /&gt;spend our time alone together. but it just had to end the night with a bitter one. what's worst, i'll&lt;br /&gt;be having netball the whole day tomorrow. so his leave is going to be wasted. there will always&lt;br /&gt;be things that won't go our way aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself. so how am i going to love others if i hate myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1683.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1690.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1693.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1694.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1695.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1689.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1698.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1699.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1704.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1706.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1711.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-5567763413382279140?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/5567763413382279140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=5567763413382279140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5567763413382279140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5567763413382279140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-days-leave.html' title='4 days leave'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-8451989685671665971</id><published>2009-03-16T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:00:57.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>i love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1578.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after an upset cancelled date from the love and cliques, i rang up the lil' kuzin to bring her out.&lt;br /&gt;i was already in pasir ris after a long day of kayakking under the scotching sun. i was all tired but&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't wanna start my March hols on a saturday at home. in the name of fun, i put aside all&lt;br /&gt;my tiredness. haha. thankfully, lil' kuzin was at her aunt's house in sengkang getting all bored&lt;br /&gt;too and was grateful that i called to save her from boredom. the nerve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate ba mian again. i don't know what's wrong with her and her ba mian. im getting sick of the&lt;br /&gt;name already. tampiness mall was definitely a shopping heaven. and i just couldn't resist myself.&lt;br /&gt;it's been so long since i went out and literally pamper myself. savings, savings and savings... yadah...yadah...yadah.. for what? i don't know. i just want to buy whatever that i want. think&lt;br /&gt;shoes. a happy me. simple enough. =) coincidentally, a good news from ms idayu to top it all up.&lt;br /&gt;at first i was totally clueless about what the sms was all about. i kept thinking but to no avail. till i recalled about our plan. ahah! smiling from ear to ear. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1582.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1583.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1591.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1594.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1598.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/cats-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i really wonder when can i really be free as a bird.&lt;br /&gt;at the age that im in now, i should be granted at least the space of my own. i need to breathe you know?&lt;br /&gt;i hate chasing after time all the time. i want time to chase after me now. is it possible?&lt;br /&gt;the question is, when will that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad, do you feel me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-8451989685671665971?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/8451989685671665971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=8451989685671665971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8451989685671665971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8451989685671665971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/03/after-upset-cancelled-date-from-love.html' title='i love you'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-8043335288826567652</id><published>2009-03-15T09:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:22:14.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings and engagements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>all in one</title><content type='html'>pictures paint a thousand words. and so it shall be.&lt;br /&gt;i've to get ready for a family picnic later! toodles! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her most happiest day. =)&lt;br /&gt;oh, makeup and outfit by Ratu Weddings!&lt;br /&gt;i love occasions like this as it makes me a happy happy person, whats more abling to &lt;br /&gt;meet the rest. =) and i love seeing kinky extra happy that day. she looked absolutely stunning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1493.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1487.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1494.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1497.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1498.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1499.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1524.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1534.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1528.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1533.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1537.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1539.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1538.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1542.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1543.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1544.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1546.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1552.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1559.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1548.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1561.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1562.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1563.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1565.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a white saturday!&lt;br /&gt;ba mian with little kuzin since she was really craving for it.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to lot1 food culture before meeting babyku for our photoshoot.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, it started to rain as soon as we reached bedok. however, we were worried that both&lt;br /&gt;muhd and sizzy will be drenched while on their way to bedok. alhamdulilah, they reached safely&lt;br /&gt;looking all good. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1449.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1448.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1450.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1451.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1457.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1456.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1458.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1459.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1467.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1463.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1473.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1478.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-8043335288826567652?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/8043335288826567652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=8043335288826567652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8043335288826567652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8043335288826567652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-in-one.html' title='all in one'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-5212793230367346713</id><published>2009-03-14T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:23:23.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colleagues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>his hard-earned money</title><content type='html'>my first kayakking trip to pasir ris. to pulau ubin. to a kelong.&lt;br /&gt;all with a loud and great company. i went with a light heart, hoping to destress.&lt;br /&gt;yes, it was a success. a serence place.&lt;br /&gt;at least i get to step to pulau ubin for the very first time. i've been meaning to go there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;that the colleagues teased me about it. -_-&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the men of my life - dad and the love.&lt;br /&gt;protected child they call me now. great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/14032009125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i went home with a heartache lah.&lt;br /&gt;my guess watch given by the love had dropped into the sea through the hole in the kayak.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/14032009126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, that's not my crocs lah. i wore my bright sunny red adidas shoe that they find it too &lt;em&gt;sayang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be used for kayakking. so they lent me their huge croc instead. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/14032009124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/14032009127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am very sad. really really sad....im sorry baby...&lt;br /&gt;you're too sweet with that sms, you know that?&lt;br /&gt;now, i feel guilty. im so careless, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-5212793230367346713?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/5212793230367346713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=5212793230367346713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5212793230367346713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5212793230367346713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/03/his-hard-earned-money.html' title='his hard-earned money'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-768823269625260981</id><published>2009-03-13T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:53:47.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>a sigh of relief</title><content type='html'>hip hip hurray for March Hols! =)&lt;br /&gt;i can sleep a little while longer. at least for 2-3 days. (since we are still required to come to sch)&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, parents' night went pretty fine earlier on. it's over and done with. yes!&lt;br /&gt;now im totally shagged. my body just need a break. =(&lt;br /&gt;wonder if im still up for kayakking again tomorrow with the colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;wah seh...tanned yet again! bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i crash into bed, just wanna say many thanks to those who voted for us! =)&lt;br /&gt;truly appreciate that! now just waiting for the actual day to come quick. nervous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-768823269625260981?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/768823269625260981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=768823269625260981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/768823269625260981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/768823269625260981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/03/sigh-of-relief.html' title='a sigh of relief'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-6435623287705713197</id><published>2009-03-08T21:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:15:44.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>our very first photoshoot</title><content type='html'>here comes the moment that we have been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started when &lt;strong&gt;muhd &lt;/strong&gt;saw this advertisement about chantique bridal gallery having this&lt;br /&gt;event to showcase their new collections, at the same time having the couple of the year 2009.&lt;br /&gt;he led &lt;strong&gt;sizzy&lt;/strong&gt; to be involved in this event and &lt;strong&gt;sizzy &lt;/strong&gt;in turn convinced us into this.&lt;br /&gt;i was hesitant at first cause i have never taken part in this kind of thing due to stage fright and&lt;br /&gt;whatsnot. furthermore, i thought&lt;strong&gt; babyku&lt;/strong&gt; was not into this kind of thing what with his work&lt;br /&gt;schedule. surprisingly, without any second thoughts, he agreed on it, going all excited after i told&lt;br /&gt;him about this. LOL. with such positive response, i followed suit as well. just to have fun, building on our relationship more closer and the experience whilst dreaming of our own big day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, i want this to be a memorable event of our lives where we will look back in our&lt;br /&gt;60s (insyallah if God permits us a long life together) and just laugh about it with our children and&lt;br /&gt;grandchildren. just typing this line alone made me grin to myself. hah, how silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is also an opportunity for us make new friends along the way. all the contestants are so bubby, gorgeous and outgoing. the guys especially were so crazy with their silly antics during photoshoot. at least this will reduce our nervousness. you cannot imagine how nervous we were when there were so many pairs of eyes looking at each couple while taking our photoshoot lah.&lt;br /&gt;12 finalists in all. i can even feel the trembles when i smiled. *_* scary ok!&lt;br /&gt;eventually, i truly hope we will have more bonding session again the next month that we're going&lt;br /&gt;to meet since we didn't have the chance to mingle with all when we were divided into different&lt;br /&gt;groups and different slots. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the problem is i might or in fact most prolly will embarass myself in public while catwalking&lt;br /&gt;in high heels (think: &lt;em&gt;4-inch and above&lt;/em&gt;). as much as i love shoes, high heels is not my bestfriend&lt;br /&gt;lah. how i wish i could just be the guy and walk in &lt;em&gt;capal&lt;/em&gt; eh? i can even run with that. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's the details my fellow friends. click to their website - &lt;a href="http://chantiquebridal.multiply.com/"&gt;http://chantiquebridal.multiply.com/&lt;/a&gt; to find out more about it and cast your sincerest votes to&lt;br /&gt;the fellow contestants. all of them deserved it! i especially admired the bond that the only&lt;br /&gt;married couple have for joining this. so sweet! whats more having the resposibility to bring their&lt;br /&gt;adorable baby as well for the photoshoot. what a patient and great parents they are! salute them. =)&lt;br /&gt;do tell me if you wanna come as i can book tickets for you. we've been told by abg zul, the boss of&lt;br /&gt;chantique bridal gallery that those with tickets will receive souveniors. fear not for those who&lt;br /&gt;wants to come but the tickets are not enough to be given out. you can still come but without&lt;br /&gt;getting the souveniors, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have told my close friends about it before and i couldn't thank you enough for the support that they got the wrong idea that we are getting hitched. haha, sorry &lt;strong&gt;AGs&lt;/strong&gt; for spoiling the excitement&lt;br /&gt;aye! chill ok. haha. and i truly appreciate our oldtime friends from pri and sec for their support.&lt;br /&gt;didn't know they had multiply and eventually know about this event even before us. thank you&lt;br /&gt;so much again! now this calls for keeping my old contacts and reunion. but then again, it's hard&lt;br /&gt;now to make everyone gather since most of them have their own commitments. =( another time&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, anuar. also, thank you &lt;strong&gt;lovely sue&lt;/strong&gt; for your vote without us knowing! hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is our group shot that day! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to abg zul and wife, kak ros and their makeup artists! not forgetting, their photographers&lt;br /&gt;from PinholeFoto. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/theguyscopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys surely had their own fun, wanting to get the jump shot. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/thegirlscopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the girls were thinking of what pose for the shoot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;of course, that pose was guided by the enthu, warm and friendly photographer, sharizan from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.mac.com/sharizan/Pinholefoto/WELCOME.html"&gt;Pinholefoto&lt;/a&gt; . =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dear &lt;strong&gt;sizzy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;muhd&lt;/strong&gt;, with this event that we're taking part together, we get to spend time&lt;br /&gt;together more often now. i get to see &lt;strong&gt;sizzy&lt;/strong&gt;! yeah! more seafood? haha. no sizzy, you have allergy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;babyku&lt;/strong&gt;, can you wear the heels for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-6435623287705713197?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/6435623287705713197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=6435623287705713197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6435623287705713197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6435623287705713197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-very-first-photoshoot.html' title='our very first photoshoot'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-7049544843892488458</id><published>2009-03-08T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:41:22.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings and engagements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>my bestfriend's engagement</title><content type='html'>it was definitely the 2nd most memorable event of the year 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 7th March 2009&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;once the first made the move to halfway tie the knot in Dec last year, the disease will somehow&lt;br /&gt;spread over to the next - kinky. lol!&lt;br /&gt;so sizzy, im now looking so much forward to the 3rd most memorable event of the year 2009! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1495.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's make this short. another &lt;s&gt;day&lt;/s&gt; week another update.&lt;br /&gt;dear wan &amp;amp; kinky, i really do not know how to truly express my sincerest congrats to the both of&lt;br /&gt;you. you guys have always been a part of me since godknowswhen. 10 years of friendship, kinky and i couldn't be happier on your day. wan, all of us first got to meet you in person at sizzy's 21st&lt;br /&gt;party. we've been close eversince. and when the two of you decided to finally get engaged after&lt;br /&gt;endless obstacles, i know for sure that you, wan can take care of my bestfriend. really. the two of&lt;br /&gt;you truly compliment with each other. even babyku and myself learnt alot from you guys and&lt;br /&gt;we can never thank you guys enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was truly delighted to be part of this. you look especially stunning, my dear. i felt warm, joyful&lt;br /&gt;and excited when i looked at you that day. so so happy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lovebirds, we will be looking forward to your big day in 3 yrs' time. hugs! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-7049544843892488458?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/7049544843892488458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=7049544843892488458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7049544843892488458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7049544843892488458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-bestfriends-engagement.html' title='my bestfriend&apos;s engagement'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-409854662087961341</id><published>2009-03-07T01:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T01:57:50.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>time out please</title><content type='html'>BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to breathe in and out. like really. i've been pretty occupied these two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;no life on weekdays. bleargh. and i get so pissed off when schedules clashed with my bestfriend's&lt;br /&gt;engagement. today alone saw me walking to and fro conferencing and cca. i didn't even get to sit down at my workstation to do whatever i wanna do like marking the worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;then i rushed home to take a shower and off to kinky's place. searched high and low for the&lt;br /&gt;things i wanted for her gubahan. whilst doing it, i could feel the excitement already. =) and im so&lt;br /&gt;proud of myself for abling to do a gubahan on my own. are you proud of me, kinky? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now another thing that im so upset about is my girls will be having their netball carnival later.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;yeah, i should be sleeping now&lt;/em&gt;) so you could imagine babyku will be racing to kallang to fetch&lt;br /&gt;me and back to kinky's crib by 230pm. i hope we can make it on time. i planned to come in the&lt;br /&gt;noon but this has just got to ruin everything. why oh why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 more hours, kinky and wan! are you lovebirds nervous? hee.&lt;br /&gt;i SO cannot wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, i better crash into bed now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSC00190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSC00192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSC00193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSC00194.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSC00195.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSC00196.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSC00197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSC00200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSC00202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSC00205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-409854662087961341?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/409854662087961341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=409854662087961341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/409854662087961341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/409854662087961341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-out-please.html' title='time out please'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-8106032426367633860</id><published>2009-02-22T18:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:01:20.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGnews'/><title type='text'>tgifwi</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1443.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i reached school after the learning journey, i dumped all my things into my bluey&lt;br /&gt;recycled bag and cleaned up my workstation before i was off again to meet idayu. although i was&lt;br /&gt;so drained out from a day of teaching and whatsnot, i was all hyped up at the thought of meeting&lt;br /&gt;this lady. im always looking forward to friday and saturday. at least, meeting the loved ones was&lt;br /&gt;something to reward myself after every horrendous weeks of slogging myself out, right?&lt;br /&gt;even if i did not get to meet the loved ones at times or most of the times now, i'll try to indulge myself with something else. ahem! looking at those gorgeous stuffs that i've been wanting&lt;br /&gt;since forever already made me feel contented. just waiting for the right moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just yesterday alone, there were quite a number already that totally made me so envious. i just&lt;br /&gt;oh so could not resist already. but that's ok. i just need to be more disciplined now. counting&lt;br /&gt;down. while i was waiting for idayu, charles&amp;amp;keith called my name and i had no choice but to step into that store. oh well, i was trying to kill time. or perhaps satisfy my cravings after so long of&lt;br /&gt;not making any impulsive purchase. look, see and touch won't harm me for now, right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i have 4 pairs in mind already. heh! what's a girl to do aye? shoes make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, i'll only put it into action after march. are you saying something, ms idayu? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we met over dinner at banquet when this girl gave me that want-to-eat-me look as if i&lt;br /&gt;snatched her seat. i thought we were already waiting nearby and off i placed my bag first&lt;br /&gt;already, right? ok moving on, we did not end the night there and then. we moved over to&lt;br /&gt;starbucks and chat over cheesecake, chocolate cream chip, croissant and chocolate drink. &lt;em&gt;tak &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;padan kecik idayu eh&lt;/em&gt;! school, kids, people, relationship, thoughts and whatsnot were the topics&lt;br /&gt;being shared. sometimes we just needed this session with another who is of the same profession.&lt;br /&gt;well, certain thoughts and feelings just cannot be shared safely, right. especially when we are the&lt;br /&gt;newbies, we can't help it. this is the real working life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the time passed by so quickly before we could even realise that we actually chatted for more&lt;br /&gt;than two hours already! &lt;em&gt;tak rasa eh&lt;/em&gt;! if she did not initiate the quick trip to popular, i think we&lt;br /&gt;might have sat there till the barista chased us away aye! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1445.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1446.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, we needed another session with the other babes. hello siayu ku and yani ku!&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, we should make that overdue plan to happen in march hols aye.&lt;br /&gt;floral dress and tshirts. yummmeyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i really need to drown myself with markings and lesson plans now.&lt;br /&gt;and im really excited for this saturday. not just spending a weekend with babyku but with the&lt;br /&gt;other loved ones too! and this is the first time we are doing something together that we never&lt;br /&gt;imagine ourselves to be doing! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5929230_9991.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-8106032426367633860?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/8106032426367633860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=8106032426367633860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8106032426367633860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8106032426367633860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/02/tgifwi.html' title='tgifwi'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-1490396591410554727</id><published>2009-02-20T07:08:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:35:16.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mybabies'/><title type='text'>my special one</title><content type='html'>it will be a long tiring day. a learning journey in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;i was being all whiny and the weather did not help either.&lt;br /&gt;but im looking forward to meet idayu in the evening. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whilst on the way to school with the niecey, i was missing a boy. a boy oh so dear and special to&lt;br /&gt;me. a special one he will always be. that makes me love teaching all the more. he never fail to&lt;br /&gt;make me smile most of the times. despite being different from the rest, his sheer determination&lt;br /&gt;and positive attitude towards learning made me admire him even more. i love teaching him. he&lt;br /&gt;made me feel warmth inside and learn how to reflect on myself. i even wished my dear sis would&lt;br /&gt;be like him in terms of communication. everyone is special in his or her own way right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i miss the rest too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P8290727.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this boy never fails to make my day too. despite the chances of having high blood pressure&lt;br /&gt;most of the times, he always liven the class with his silly and adorable antics. i always thought he was absent when i failed to see him in class. but eventually, the rest will point to him who was&lt;br /&gt;hiding under his or at times, my table. he's so small and cute like that. never a doubt i always&lt;br /&gt;have the urge to pinch him. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131543.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131558.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P8290726.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131532.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131533.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131563.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131564.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131566.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131567.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131571.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our very own prize-giving day in our class on the last day of school. despite not being&lt;br /&gt;selected to be up on stage for a day of glamourous, everyone deserved a reward for their efforts,&lt;br /&gt;right? no one should be left out. they made my days and so it's my turn. =)&lt;br /&gt;never mind the hole in my pocket for that month. they're happy and im happy too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131528.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131569.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131575.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131577.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131579.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131580.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131583.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131584.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131590.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131594.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131597.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131598.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131600.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131604.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131606.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131609.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131610.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see lah, my siao colleague purposedly zoomed into me. ppft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131611.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131620.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting my bigger babies who often made my blood boil.&lt;br /&gt;what to do...kids being kids. parts and parcels of growing up i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131570.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, having p1 this year was a big challenge altogether. easy yet having the bad hair days all the&lt;br /&gt;time. so irritating yet so adorable. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-1490396591410554727?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/1490396591410554727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=1490396591410554727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1490396591410554727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1490396591410554727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-special-one_20.html' title='my special one'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-6287158909060313766</id><published>2009-02-15T15:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:54:43.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>the time of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little did we expect that a short chitchat session turned out to be &lt;em&gt;meet the in-laws&lt;/em&gt; session.&lt;br /&gt;phew! *rolls eyes to the guys* pffttt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was having tuition and doing the markings very slowly since i got all the time i needed&lt;br /&gt;on a saturday till five before the love finished his work. it has become a weekly meeting with the&lt;br /&gt;cliques and so this time, we had no inkling of where to head. that explained the short chitchat&lt;br /&gt;session under my void deck till we came to an impromptu plan. if only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1341.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1345.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1346.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1348.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to watch the Underworld at the Cathay but sadly, it slipped off our mind that most&lt;br /&gt;cinemas would be packed with lovebirds celebrating the V-day. going all clueless, we went to fill&lt;br /&gt;our stomachs at macdonalds where the love went crazy over fillet-o-fish that he had them twice.&lt;br /&gt;food fight later led us to visiting bottle tree park. smelly oh prawnies got us pretty smelly too!&lt;br /&gt;a race on the duck. how romantic! sparkling stars, a constellation that we witnessed.&lt;br /&gt;forgo the bumper car and off we went to safra yishun for our all time favourite play. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1350-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1355.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1362.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1364.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000079-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1374.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1375.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1384.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1392.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently addicted to this crunchy sweet puff.&lt;br /&gt;even now, im having the whole box to myself. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i definitely love bowling at safra yishun that got me into a winning strike at first. oh well, at least&lt;br /&gt;yesternight, i was not the last one. *waves at Wan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1397.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1405.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1407.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1410.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1000111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1404.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another lovely weekend with a great bunch of the loves of my life.&lt;br /&gt;right now, im feeling really jumpy! so excited for the month of March. i smell lots of love! =)&lt;br /&gt;i bet you are too, kinky and wan! *hearts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;sizzy &amp; muhd, we are so nervous! haha.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-6287158909060313766?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/6287158909060313766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=6287158909060313766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6287158909060313766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6287158909060313766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='the time of my life'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-1700847677210817324</id><published>2009-02-14T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:20:10.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>mulut ku masin bangat</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1333.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i kinda miss the camp.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any-hoo...today, the moment that i've always &lt;em&gt;fear&lt;/em&gt; everday without fail had just happened right&lt;br /&gt;before my eyes. our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully everything will turn out just fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-1700847677210817324?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/1700847677210817324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=1700847677210817324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1700847677210817324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1700847677210817324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/02/mulut-ku-masin-bangat.html' title='mulut ku masin bangat'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-5773479474405510902</id><published>2009-02-13T23:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:16:06.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>sunshine and moonlight love</title><content type='html'>forget about friday the thirteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1003-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know what's best about today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my most sensible girl approached me and handed me a VapoDrops sweet. "&lt;em&gt;This is for your &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorethroat so you can have your voice back. You must take care of yourself&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;sweet or what??!! babyku, you lose out to her! haha. im all smiles since then.&lt;br /&gt;as much i dislike hot sweets, i still kept her sweet and now i think i shoudn't dislike hot sweets&lt;br /&gt;anymore aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what's even better today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once, i decided to take whatever that i needed and just dump into my recycle bag and chuck&lt;br /&gt;all my belongings into my sling bag and...i clock out at 2.15pm earlier today. nothin else. =)&lt;br /&gt;asked my niece to tell mumsy outside the gate to wait for me so we could have lunch and head&lt;br /&gt;home together. ;) i've never felt this good since long. whats more it's tgif. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;niecey! let's take a nap together!&lt;/em&gt; and that's what we did back at home till 6pm. twas' a really&lt;br /&gt;good nap. gone with the aches and fatigue. if only everyday would be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, it's blogging time with lesser words! lol!&lt;br /&gt;gotta catch up on my tv shows. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great weekend love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1183-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short quality time with the love last weekend. what more can i ask for? blessed. *heartyou*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1184-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1188-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1208-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1192-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1193-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1194-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1203-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1215-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1212-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1218-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1221-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1219black-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1220-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1223-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1225-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1228-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1230-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1233-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1234-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1236-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1237-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1240-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1245-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1248-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1257-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1252-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1258-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1268-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1259-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1270-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1274-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1281-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1290-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1312-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1298-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1301-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1302-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1304-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1310-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1313-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1317.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1318.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1320.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shoe shopping and spicy hot dinner with the other love. double blessings. *hearts all*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1323.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1327-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i went home with a terrible husky voice. but im loving it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big big hug tomorrow! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-5773479474405510902?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/5773479474405510902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=5773479474405510902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5773479474405510902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5773479474405510902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunshine-and-moonlight-love.html' title='sunshine and moonlight love'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3823700421462327925</id><published>2009-02-12T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:43:21.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><title type='text'>the reason is you</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1307-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just ended netball. first day of that gruesome monthly visit just made me giddy throughout&lt;br /&gt;teaching in the morning with the urge of taking the red pill which was so not me.&lt;br /&gt;ouch, it hurts again now!&lt;br /&gt;i better pack up now and hit home. im so hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly, i so wish that you are here beside me now. i miss you!&lt;br /&gt;do you know that those little things you did mean so much to me? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wanna weekends&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;em&gt;nickelodeon style&lt;/em&gt;. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3823700421462327925?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3823700421462327925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=3823700421462327925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3823700421462327925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3823700421462327925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/02/reason-is-you.html' title='the reason is you'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3482400772480759585</id><published>2009-02-08T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:27:56.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mybabies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>away</title><content type='html'>great! im going for a camp for three days with a rock and roll voice.&lt;br /&gt;soon, i'll lose my voice. my family got irritated by it as i sounded more like gay and just told me&lt;br /&gt;that it's better off i sealed my mouth that no one even knows that im mute actually. pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it's not for that pupil (not one of my babies!) whom made my blood boil last thursday, this&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't have happen. insolent. &lt;em&gt;aku&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;pantang kalau sesiapa kurang ajar dengan orang tua&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nak kene side kick&lt;/em&gt;! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum adviced me to visit the doctor but i was stubborn. she even made me air asam and even&lt;br /&gt;asked dad to buy me a big bottle of warm kickapo to ease the pain and hopefully a recovery soon after.&lt;br /&gt;baby on the other hand told me to take MC and rest at home and agin i was stubborn. i did not&lt;br /&gt;want to take MC. i had to attend P4 and P5 camp tomorrow till wednesday. thankfully, i just&lt;br /&gt;need to overnight on the first day as i wouldn't want to miss my lesson with my babies. and this&lt;br /&gt;big baby of mine was just being silly by worrying about me being there and getting to know the&lt;br /&gt;instructors over there. doink! &lt;em&gt;you think i got time meh? lagi2 dengan suara aku macam ni. *_*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big babies over there too will occupy so much of my time over there aye! so no worries! and&lt;br /&gt;you know i still stay true to you no matter what happens, right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear babies, while im away, i've got work for you to do! =) for sure, im going to miss you!&lt;br /&gt;but for sure, you won't miss me for you are going to have an easy life without hearing my&lt;br /&gt;scoldings for a few days aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1297.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, dear babyku, im going to miss you just like any other day.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how tough this journey is going to be, i know for sure you will always hold my hand to&lt;br /&gt;assure me that we'll get through this together.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how far we are apart, i know you will hold on to our promise made years ago and look&lt;br /&gt;forward to it. i love you so much, you know? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've been making life harder for you nowadays. but i never meant to do so.&lt;br /&gt;because of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3482400772480759585?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3482400772480759585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=3482400772480759585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3482400772480759585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3482400772480759585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/02/away.html' title='away'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-5030033865901941867</id><published>2009-02-06T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:39:17.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>f.a.t.i.g.u.e</title><content type='html'>felt better and fresh after a bath but the body ache was still as bad.&lt;br /&gt;today alone was in school till nine at night. more than freaking twelve hours.&lt;br /&gt;teachings, netball and international student welcome party. nonstop. whoa, this week was madness.&lt;br /&gt;i really do not feel good. im giddy and dizzy. my bones are gonna break soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ironically, i feel good today. =)&lt;br /&gt;i did something which i never could have imagine i would. even though it was jittery at first.&lt;br /&gt;they gave a pat on my back for a job well done. im so proud of myself. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im REALLY so exhausted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-5030033865901941867?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/5030033865901941867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=5030033865901941867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5030033865901941867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5030033865901941867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/02/fatigue.html' title='f.a.t.i.g.u.e'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-2485397948733384711</id><published>2009-02-02T07:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:40:57.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mybabies'/><title type='text'>my special one</title><content type='html'>it will be a long tiring day later. a learning journey in the afternoon right after school.&lt;br /&gt;feeling all so whiny and the recent weather did not help either.&lt;br /&gt;but im looking forward to meet dearest idayu in the evening for dinner and juicy gossips. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whilst on the way to school just now, i was missing a boy. a boy oh so dear and special to me.&lt;br /&gt;in just a span of few weeks, he made me feel so warmth inside that he never fail in making me&lt;br /&gt;smile. that i wished my dear sister would be able to be like him in terms of communication.&lt;br /&gt;every person is special in his or her own way, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite being different from the rest, his sheer determination and positive attitude towards&lt;br /&gt;learning truly made me admire him so much that he became my strength at that period of time.&lt;br /&gt;i really love teaching him. albeit the chances of having high blood pressure, it makes me reflect&lt;br /&gt;on myself. and now, i really miss him so much. twas' good bumping into him around in school&lt;br /&gt;with him greeting me, all smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how i miss the rest too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P8290727.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting this little boy. oh so adorable that most of the times i thought he was absent from&lt;br /&gt;school. he loves hiding under his and my table. he made the class lively and cheery. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131558.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131543.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131532.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131533.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P8290726.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our very own prize-giving day in our class on the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;just to liven their spirits despite not being selected to be up on stage to earn that one day of&lt;br /&gt;glamourous. everyone deserved a reward for their efforts, right? ;) no one should be left out.&lt;br /&gt;they made my days and so it's my turn. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131528.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P8290722.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131563.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131564.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131566.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131567.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131569.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131575.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131571.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131577.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131579.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131580.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131583.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131584.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131590.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131594.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131597.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131598.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131600.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131604.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131606.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131609.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131610.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see lah, my siao colleague purposedly zoom onto me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131611.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131620.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, my bigger babies who truly made my blood boil sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;what to do...kids being kids. parts and parcels of growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PB131570.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-2485397948733384711?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/2485397948733384711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=2485397948733384711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/2485397948733384711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/2485397948733384711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-special-one.html' title='my special one'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-2835659473544113735</id><published>2009-02-01T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:05:56.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buddies'/><title type='text'>and off she went again</title><content type='html'>sunny sunday with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;slackers inc&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;albeit the last minute absence of the other two group members, we truly had special quality time&lt;br /&gt;together before iswari devi flew off again to australia to finish her studies. she's just so lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1123.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1132.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when can i ever have my ride on a plane?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-2835659473544113735?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/2835659473544113735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=2835659473544113735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/2835659473544113735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/2835659473544113735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-off-she-went-again.html' title='and off she went again'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-6600366945184143130</id><published>2009-01-31T23:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:59:25.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>sleepy sappy saturday</title><content type='html'>i think the body just know when i needed sleep. a long sleep that is.&lt;br /&gt;just like sleeping beauty waiting for her prince to wake her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't wake up earlier this morning for tuition. luckily, i was able to start abit late.&lt;br /&gt;i forced myself up at 12 with an aching body and dying brain. wanted to doll myself up as well to&lt;br /&gt;meet Kinky straight after tuition to accompany her to get a new specs. but unfortunately i was lazy&lt;br /&gt;and too tired to do just that and received a sms from her while i was at tuition. i guessed she had&lt;br /&gt;that hangover as well. LOL. so i went home, dumped my bag on the bed and poof! dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i was that sleepy. im never a fan of sleeping in the afternoon. but for the past two&lt;br /&gt;weekends, i've been sleeping whenever i can, ignoring whatever that's been happening around&lt;br /&gt;me. i can even survive without eating and even the internet. i felt revived again (as if!) after&lt;br /&gt;countless of sleep. seriously! the aching body will be gone. the dying brain will be revived once&lt;br /&gt;again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having said that, i even forgot that hey, it's saturday today. my legs were itching to go out even&lt;br /&gt;though it was already past nine. the little cousin called to drop by to use the printer and i&lt;br /&gt;dragged her to Lot1. just gorging ourselves with more fattening food. loitering around like&lt;br /&gt;problematic kids. window shopping has never been better.&lt;br /&gt;with that, i was already contented and here i am blogging when im supposed to focus on my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1102.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-6600366945184143130?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/6600366945184143130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=6600366945184143130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6600366945184143130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6600366945184143130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/01/sleepy-sappy-saturday.html' title='sleepy sappy saturday'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-835464944432962176</id><published>2009-01-30T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:39:39.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>thank god it's friday again!</title><content type='html'>after half a day of battling with the kids, the afternoon had me sweating it all out with the little&lt;br /&gt;netball girls under the hot sun. if yesterday's training was not enough, today totally drained me&lt;br /&gt;out. i felt as though my legs were gonna break soonest. my voice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day did not just end there. rushed home with the smelly netball bibs for &lt;s&gt;me&lt;/s&gt; my mum to&lt;br /&gt;wash during the weekends. managed to steal 5 minutes of my time to just sit down and stare at&lt;br /&gt;the wall thinking about my life now. i was all freshen up after a great shower which gradually got&lt;br /&gt;me pretty excited to meet the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studiofrost fashion festival. sakura international buffet. 30 bucks poorer by the night to fill our&lt;br /&gt;growling stomachs. making sure the money was all worth it, we forced ourselves to finish all the&lt;br /&gt;17 plates filled with glorious food. greedy monsters. i really ate a lot which was an achievement&lt;br /&gt;for me. that i think my stomach was shocked by the change, resulting in a tummyache this&lt;br /&gt;morning. they thought the amount i ate was too little that it was not worth to bring me to a big&lt;br /&gt;buffet next time. yadah yyadah yadah! whilst enjoying our food, &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; tickled Wan's arm&lt;br /&gt;which got him jumped off his seat and got Kinky shocked too. blur like sotong! we made&lt;br /&gt;ourselves ice cream float. sweetness! bloated, bloated and bloated. we sure were bloated that got&lt;br /&gt;us pretty lazy to head home. a long journey back. but i sure do not wanna go home. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smell sappy weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1057.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-835464944432962176?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-8683162794904091987</id><published>2009-01-27T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:54:14.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>post-CNY mood</title><content type='html'>hey! hey! it's back to work, people!&lt;br /&gt;it's back to school, fellow teachers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how i hate tuesday, wednesday and thursday. especially wednesday. aargh!&lt;br /&gt;that i even have the thoughts of feigning sick or even let myself fell down the stairs just so the&lt;br /&gt;doctor could give me a longer period of MC. heh. silly silly me.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously no way aidah! not a single MC, insyallah, in a year at least.&lt;br /&gt;half a year more, aidah and you will be reaching your goal! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, at least work beats having holiday at home all day long.&lt;br /&gt;people holiday hurray hurray but me holiday cranky cranky.&lt;br /&gt;holiday means he is needed at work. how boring! can die lah seh.&lt;br /&gt;what more having the hyperactive little one keeping everyone at home occupied, yelling here&lt;br /&gt;and there. for a moment i thought he is a ADHD child. but nah, he's just being a normal little boy.&lt;br /&gt;headache! makan hati, can?&lt;br /&gt;aiya, migrane when at work. headache and makan hati at home. doink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, Baby E, make my day tomorrow! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-8683162794904091987?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/8683162794904091987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-7450215849312654570</id><published>2009-01-26T17:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:04:37.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>time for some real indulgences</title><content type='html'>when boredom becomes a resolution on a CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/blog2-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tick tock tick tock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-7450215849312654570?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/7450215849312654570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=7450215849312654570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7450215849312654570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7450215849312654570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-boredom-becomes-resolution.html' title='time for some real indulgences'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-8287043539593490433</id><published>2009-01-24T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:56:39.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>repeated</title><content type='html'>damn those unreasonable morons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my quality time with you today isn't happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i tried to be very understanding, i cannot help it but to feel so sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me how can i not be angry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even seconds is so precious to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh please dear Allah, grant me all the strength and faith that i truly need now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have just gone to the chalet with my family and relatives.&lt;br /&gt;or i should have just gone to meet idayu for some girly moments that we initially planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-8287043539593490433?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/8287043539593490433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=8287043539593490433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8287043539593490433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8287043539593490433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/01/repeated.html' title='repeated'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-4567689042094089083</id><published>2009-01-23T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:16:49.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>a delightful day</title><content type='html'>now, this is what i call for a real tgif!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY mood. despite the full day of school, it felt as though it was a half day of school.&lt;br /&gt;what with the CNY celebration in the school hall. most of us are either in red or cheongsam.&lt;br /&gt;oranges were exchanged among pupils and teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and....today i truly felt the difference between a praise from a child and an adult.&lt;br /&gt;most oftenly, i was in PE attire. 4 days of PE lesson and CCA, so you cannot expect me to doll up right?&lt;br /&gt;so earlier today in the hall.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehehe, Ms. Aidah, you looked so preeettyy! hehehhehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that came from a boy, followed by the other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blushed when babyku praised me with all his sweetest honey talks.&lt;br /&gt;but this time, i totally melt lah dey! cair sungguh, nasib baik skirt tak melorot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back in my workstation. i was feeling all eggcited already for im two hours to meeting my&lt;br /&gt;dearest babyku. it's been more than a week lah!&lt;br /&gt;so, i marked all the workbooks and worksheets that i needed to finish. submitted&lt;br /&gt;my lesson plan beforehand. packed all that i needed to bring home and off i went at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;heh, that's the fastest i can go. showered back at home and got changed. doll up and perfume all&lt;br /&gt;over. and there you are.....love&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;popeye at singapore flyer. marina square. levis' store. a jeans for each of us. save 100 buckeroos&lt;br /&gt;in exchange for our old levis' jeans. money-savings aye! thanks for the treat, love! ;)&lt;br /&gt;if his &lt;em&gt;twentythree&lt;/em&gt; burpday shoe isn't enough already, he bought yet another shoe.&lt;br /&gt;onitsuka tiger, his love now. ok, i admitted that i pysho-ed him to! haha.&lt;br /&gt;im a shoe lover. a shoeholic, what do you expect aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1042.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1048.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i'll meet you again tomorrow love! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-4567689042094089083?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/4567689042094089083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=4567689042094089083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/4567689042094089083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/4567689042094089083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/01/delightful-day.html' title='a delightful day'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-3696717582912466019</id><published>2009-01-21T21:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:23:04.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mybabies'/><title type='text'>my intelligent yet lame boy</title><content type='html'>Baby E:&lt;em&gt; Ms. Aidah, do you know what's the pirate's favourite word?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Aidah: &lt;em&gt;hmm, im not sure so why don't you tell me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ans:&lt;/strong&gt; Grrrrrrr! (with full of expression)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this soothen me at the end of the day when i just finished scolding the class about being responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby E: &lt;em&gt;What has many limbs but cannot walk?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Aidah: &lt;em&gt;Hmm...(when migranes isn't enough already)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby E: &lt;em&gt;Ok, i give you a clue then! It has rough surface.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Aidah: &lt;em&gt;Mimosa? (anyhow only but just trying to test how intelligent he can be. lol!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby E: &lt;em&gt;No, not mimosa! I never said it can close when it's been touched! (wah seh! taken aback, i truly am.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Aidah: &lt;em&gt;Ok, Baby E! i give up and so, enlighten me please!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby E: &lt;em&gt;A tree! Many limbs refer to its roots. Rough surface refer to its trunk! Hehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Aidah: &lt;em&gt;HAHA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really could not take it already but to hug him tight.&lt;br /&gt;oh how i wish, you silly! i wouldn't want to be accused of being a molester aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday without fail, he filled me in with not only riddles but scientific questions as well.&lt;br /&gt;he's only seven, mind you!&lt;br /&gt;oh how i hate science since young wokay. don't ask me why. i just hate it anyhooo.&lt;br /&gt;so whenever the time is drawing near to 1 o'clock everyday, the time when he always&lt;br /&gt;approached me with questions, i know it's time for me to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE OUT MY &lt;em&gt;SHIELD&lt;/em&gt; AND PROTECT MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Aidah: &lt;em&gt;Ok babies, it's 12.55pm already! who wants to go home?&lt;/em&gt; (Everyone automatically&lt;br /&gt;hands up!) &lt;em&gt;Ok let's see who's the best group and student for the day!&lt;/em&gt; (Everyone automatically&lt;br /&gt;back to their seat and lips on their mouth, looking oh so lovely at me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiak hiak hiak hiak........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-3696717582912466019?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/3696717582912466019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=3696717582912466019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3696717582912466019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/3696717582912466019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-intelligent-yet-lame-boy.html' title='my intelligent yet lame boy'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-2701213895373522555</id><published>2009-01-17T23:04:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T00:44:15.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>alive but literally dead</title><content type='html'>i do not know where to start actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new year hasn't been good for a start.&lt;br /&gt;workload has been increasing drastically of late and im not liking it.&lt;br /&gt;totally not fun i tell you. just teaching alone has already drained me out despite loving it.&lt;br /&gt;but the paper works and events are the ones which pull me down.&lt;br /&gt;it's getting more hectic. im super duper worn out, getting all shagged whenever i got home&lt;br /&gt;every single day. i can even count the number of days (2 days) i ever clock out before 3pm (3PM&lt;br /&gt;and not 1 or 2PM wokay) ever since i started teaching. the rest of the days till now, i've been&lt;br /&gt;going home at 5-ish or 6pm since the school closes at 6pm everyday. if not, i might have been&lt;br /&gt;camping there wokay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to have difficulties sleeping. but now, after a good bath once im home, i just do not want&lt;br /&gt;to do any paperwork or markings. i put myself to bed and to find myself awaken by the little&lt;br /&gt;niece the next morning to get ready for school. getting to my dreamland has been easy since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all of these have made me a lazy aunty, daughter, girlfriend and friend. sometimes, i do feel&lt;br /&gt;like drowning myself in ice cold bath to wake myself up and get out of the house to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;but exhaustion is my daily word now, stopping me from everything nice.&lt;br /&gt;my room is in a mess every single day. i don't bother about cleaning up.&lt;br /&gt;i ignore the little ones whenever they want to play with me.&lt;br /&gt;even though i did not sleep on our late night calls, i still find myself too tired to prolong the usual talks.&lt;br /&gt;i just wana sleep. i postponed meetups with the friends. one of which was my kanchiong spider&lt;br /&gt;practicum girlfriend. aargh, i felt so guilty not abling to celebrate her burpday. thankfully i made&lt;br /&gt;it in meeting dearest ms idayu. vomit all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor babyku, he's anticipating his twenty&lt;em&gt;three&lt;/em&gt; so much despite denying it. he claimed that it's&lt;br /&gt;like celebrating another year towards his death. funnily, he even tried to call up his two brothers&lt;br /&gt;if i did conspire with them to surprise him. even my eldest sister was not spared from him&lt;br /&gt;wokay. he and his kiddy silly thoughts. his excuse was not wanting to be caught off guard again&lt;br /&gt;like the previous years. no more surprises honey. that i truly apologise. you and your pathetic&lt;br /&gt;schedules. how am i supposed to plan yet another burpday surprise, right? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as guilty as i was, a simple dinner and burpday shopping after a tiring day will do for now.&lt;br /&gt;this year, your burpday falls on a tuesday. gladly, your off day. but sadly, my mad rush day.&lt;br /&gt;i ended at 6pm due to meeting and CCA. aargh. how wonderful, kan? only get to meet at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;i know you care how tired i was that you wanted to just celebrate on another day but you know i&lt;br /&gt;care for you too and how sad you will be if im not there by your side on your bday.&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby. you know i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aargh. im so emo recently i just wana cry. strength. i really need that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. situations like this made me want to have the urge to just get married at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1003.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1016copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF1020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's never complete without the picture of us no matter how ugly it will turn out. the wind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been procrastinating in updating this dead blog of mine. actually i wanted to just write a one&lt;br /&gt;liner but heck, me and my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has got to stop. this is so unhealthy, you know. for me at least. &lt;br /&gt;i really need to learn how to manage my time well. like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;in future, when i decided to have a family of my own, this kind of life is a no no NO.&lt;br /&gt;let's start with next week. &lt;br /&gt;aidah to go off and finish every single work in school by 4pm. so let's start with that first, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok goodnyte everyone! till then. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry for replying your tags late, dear lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to beauillusion:&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much love! =) the tip must be...join teaching! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to fadedbabyjeans:&lt;br /&gt;likewise, im counting the days to thursday every week for it's gonna be TGIF the following day which made me high. of course, the CNY! yeah ness! but it's gonna be a short yeah ness due to CAs. aargh. a tad too late perhaps but still, i wish you a happy and wonderful 2009 love! let's gambate to one another and strive through this journey together! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to filzah:&lt;br /&gt;hello ffiiillllzzahh! hee. you pun da jarang update eh. the teachers over there bombard you with technical problems aye? lol! i so understand this. ahha. i didn't even know if you're the first tagger in my blog for 2009. even i myself seldom visit my own blog. pls tell me this isn't healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sue:&lt;br /&gt;haha, not sure. not as if i love sushi lah. but once a while have that craving to munch. heh. being a carnivore myself, of course its a waste for me lah since there's limited choices of sushi that's 'ideal' for me. lol! so, you're not kental dear. im the kental-est of all. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ms idayu:&lt;br /&gt;ahha, everything has been said the other night. =)&lt;br /&gt;so let's excel those little babies of ours aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-1715420014696467970</id><published>2009-01-01T23:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:09:16.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>welcome 2009</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's all embrace this new year with open hearts and positive mind.&lt;br /&gt;throw whatever nonsense and cherish our treasured moments of 2008 and look forward to the&lt;br /&gt;wonderful memories to treasure yet again!&lt;br /&gt;may 2009 be filled with lots of love, everlasting happiness, good health and a whole lot of new experiences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be a better person for my loved ones! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and come tomorrow, im going to embrace with a grand welcome....my new crybabies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;just because he wanted this song to be playing on my blog&lt;br /&gt;just because he loves to irritate me with the songs that i dislike&lt;br /&gt;asal?! you dah rimas dengan me pe??! yakdish! you mcm lohan ah!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-1715420014696467970?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/1715420014696467970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=1715420014696467970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/1715420014696467970'/><link 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shine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im awake. yes! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never felt so fresh before after a good early morning bath. what an early riser i am!&lt;br /&gt;my body clock needs some readjustment again as of now. back to school. back to work. back to migranes!&lt;br /&gt;eyes seem to be extra small today. used to waking up in the noon i guess.&lt;br /&gt;no more of that till the mid-year. bet it's going to be a long day later.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, the last time i visited and did a spring-cleaning on my workstation was the week after the&lt;br /&gt;end of school year. and today, dust must be living comfortably there now. so, spring-cleaning&lt;br /&gt;again! oh not forgeting my new classroom. now, that's another headache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, before i get myself to be late for work once by ranting even more, i better get ready aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it great to snuggle up in bed in this kind of weather? =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-2064424861773183263?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/2064424861773183263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=2064424861773183263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/2064424861773183263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/2064424861773183263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2008/12/7am-in-morning.html' title='7.a.m in the morning'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-8834293847470276050</id><published>2008-12-25T22:38:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:27:13.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings and engagements'/><title type='text'>it's time</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;her day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulilah, everything went smoothly. =)&lt;br /&gt;i just knew it was her who msg-ed me during that time of the day where i just got up from bed. heh.&lt;br /&gt;she was being nervous and all, just like any other girl would be. i could feel her excitement,&lt;br /&gt;wishing that i was there to hold her hands to keep her calm, whispering to her ears that&lt;br /&gt;everything is going to be just fine and just witness the whole process. =)&lt;br /&gt;since it was just a family affair, i could only be there through our hearts. chet! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and i suddenly recalled about the blinkblink affair we had the other time.&lt;br /&gt;i was truly happy and i bet she was beaming with joy even more. thankfully eh sizzy! hee.&lt;br /&gt;so the next time i meet you and him, i'll just go....&lt;br /&gt;hello fiancee Aishah and hello fiance Mohamed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps this would be better, hello soon-to-be Mr and Mrs Mohamed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;his day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was sms-ing my noon away with sizzy, babyku was drooling his noon away comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;the plan was to meet at 1pm for our childhood friend's engagement and Danial was his name.&lt;br /&gt;eventually, we met at 2-ish with the rest of the cliques. another reunion and what a surprise to&lt;br /&gt;be able to get to see Murni, my childhood khaki to kedai cik mansor to eat mee rebus frequently&lt;br /&gt;after school and weekends back then. but she moved to a new house and that's when we rarely meet.&lt;br /&gt;everyone seemed to be the same old crappy them. the only difference was their appearance, in a&lt;br /&gt;good way of course! it's just so good to see everyone's growing up (&lt;em&gt;mestilah orang smue membesar, aidah&lt;/em&gt;!).&lt;br /&gt;if only babyku wasn't working that day and the rest of the DZPS clan arrived a tad earlier.&lt;br /&gt;then, it would be a complete reunion. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw the turnout of the picture i took for the guys for a start, i got panic.&lt;br /&gt;i clicked and clicked. it was still the same. i was already cursing and cursing by then cause&lt;br /&gt;ocassion and reunion like this won't come everyday for me to capture for sweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;i thought its day had come. but i did not give up and so, i tried to revive it by removing its&lt;br /&gt;battery and slot it back again. i even tried shaking it lah. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;and what do you know? it's alive again. lol!&lt;br /&gt;muaacks! lu rock big tyme ah, baby olym!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that one who acted cute was D.&lt;br /&gt;D for Daniel. till now, i still can't believe this boy is engaged already. haha. cikgu siti's favourite boy.&lt;br /&gt;and the other poser, takya susah-susah intro lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh that spicy yummey briyani!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old timer mischievous DZPS duo - Faiz and Hazmil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazmil's work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faiz. Danial. Hazmil.&lt;br /&gt;the triplets who can never be apart. but at least they can never win my triplets in my p2&lt;br /&gt;form class. can die! i can jump out from my class window if i want to aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to kiddingly break that Arai of babyku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252117.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sweetylicious Yana whose tomboyish hair has grown like so fast can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's Murni whom i was talking about earlier. =)&lt;br /&gt;and sadly, babyku seemed not to remember her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the DZPS clan + Zai, Yana's bf - (Hazmil who had a diarrhoea for awhile + Rifaie).&lt;br /&gt;hee, get the equation? lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a moment i thought Hazmil had forgotten to take his medicine that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252123.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the sweetylicious freshest couple.&lt;br /&gt;2. the ol' basi couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of them big boys now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, Zai seemed to be enjoying to be part of the clan aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC252126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when babyku was rushing me already, i went...."wait! please one more!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, that's a wrap up for two good celebrations in a day. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;yana: so danial! please spread the love to all of us tau!&lt;br /&gt;daniel: *doing that magic thing* ok dah! lagi2 ni dua da lama sangat blum2 lagi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-8834293847470276050?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/8834293847470276050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=8834293847470276050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8834293847470276050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8834293847470276050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-time.html' title='it&apos;s time'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-9084300503755761167</id><published>2008-12-23T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:32:56.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>red and blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0932.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our first trip to EHub. nothing much to fancy but we had our much awaited Twilight in a&lt;br /&gt;spectacular huge cinema with comfy seats altogether. he couldn't stop praising his Robert&lt;br /&gt;Pattinson throughout the movie. i too couldn't deny how good-looking he was in the movie, what&lt;br /&gt;with that beautiful coloured eyes. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;About three things I was absolutely positive...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;First, Edward was a vampire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Second, there was a part of him and I didn't know how dominant that part might be - that thirst for my blood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alahaiiiii.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0930.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0934.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wandered around the mall to check out any interesting stores and suddenly i recalled idayu's&lt;br /&gt;countless trip to Hei Sushi and how i really wanted to have a try on those sushi. so, we waited no&lt;br /&gt;more and made our way there after countless of rounds. haha, we got lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0942.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as some of the closed ones might already know, i do not eat vegetables for some reason back&lt;br /&gt;when i was young. so when it comes to food, anything but vegetables. oh sotong too!&lt;br /&gt;so i chose the safest ones to eat. anything that looked delicious (without green stuffs. hahaha) to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0938.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as this was our first trip to Hei Sushi, you can imagine how &lt;em&gt;selenge&lt;/em&gt; we were at that time.&lt;br /&gt;we looked through the menu and just decided on the tantalising servings of sushi on the&lt;br /&gt;conveyor belts. just eat as much as these small stomachs of ours could fill. we even ordered&lt;br /&gt;tempura and this round balls (???) with mayonaise on top which were supper yummey lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we waited. waited for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for our drinks, tempura, those round balls AND chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;drinks came soon after. and we waited.&lt;br /&gt;we looked at sushi on the conveyor belt. we were already salivating on them, mind you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we waited somemore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOPSTICKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we waited for our bloody chopsticks lah.&lt;br /&gt;we were this close to asking the waiter to serve our chopsticks and only to realise seconds before&lt;br /&gt;that there's this box beside me containing chopsticks when i was curious enough to open it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selenge or what siah??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0944.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0946.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0947.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i picked out the cucumbers in them and just pushed them aside to him. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0948.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0952.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0954.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0956.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0957.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what was another selenge thing we did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finished eating and we wanted to pay the bill. and being IT-savvy, we made use of the&lt;br /&gt;computer provided beside our table and it says, "ask for bill".&lt;br /&gt;so, we pressed using our little finger, thinking that it was touch screen.&lt;br /&gt;we did not press once but many times lah seh. wonder how many sneaky eyes were looking at&lt;br /&gt;us, gundus eh.&lt;br /&gt;when we were almost nearing to give up, look what i found again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, a MOUSE for us to use to bloody click just like any other normal computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;him: selenge lah you ni!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: eh eh budak ni. kau pun sekaki pe. selenge jugak eh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we just proceed straight to the counter to make our payment. bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0937.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0958.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0961.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-9084300503755761167?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/9084300503755761167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=9084300503755761167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/9084300503755761167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/9084300503755761167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2008/12/red-and-blue.html' title='red and blue'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-6067907398737914655</id><published>2008-12-22T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:23:26.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>tick tock tick tock</title><content type='html'>in just a few days time, santa claus will be coming to town or so the kids believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in just less than a week, school reopens for yet another new academic year and that kinda make&lt;br /&gt;my heart sink, counting the last bits of Dec left even if i miss my kids oh so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, that means we will be embracing the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, that means im getting a year older. bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i think i better start thinking on some new resolutions for 2009. hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;oh whhhyyyyyy time always pass by oh so quickly when we're having fun? &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-6067907398737914655?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/6067907398737914655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=6067907398737914655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6067907398737914655'/><link rel='self' 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Home on a saturday night ah?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i gave the eldest sister the saddest look ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, saya sudah pasrah. what am i supposed to do aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any-o-how, let's get over and done with the update of the day and night out with the AG.&lt;br /&gt;never have i shop till i drop ever before that particular week. so that day was of no&lt;br /&gt;difference especially when im all alone waiting for the two girls to arrive. this was the problem of&lt;br /&gt;me being alone in a huge shopping mall. but i felt good though. two things - i did not make the&lt;br /&gt;two girls wait (hahaa, shuddup!) and the satisfaction that i got from my hard-earned moolah.&lt;br /&gt;S.A.L.E.S were like everywhere. i turned left and the word was barely enough for me, a short-&lt;br /&gt;sighted to notice. i turned right and it just got bigger. i walked straight ahead and i just couldn't&lt;br /&gt;help it but to step into the store what with great discounts and this little shopaholic devil in me&lt;br /&gt;psycho-ed me into buying. so again, what a girl supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154799_772.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154804_2035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, with the power of the other two girls who arrived later, all the more the hand was&lt;br /&gt;itching to grab, try and kachinnngg! no more hesitations. no more buts! for all i know, once school&lt;br /&gt;reopens for a new academic year, i won't have all the time and most importanly, needed to set&lt;br /&gt;my priorities right. it's more than just&lt;em&gt; needs over wants&lt;/em&gt; theory. oh &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154830_8779.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while trying to rescue someone from fainting due to hunger, we took a break from my 30&lt;br /&gt;minutes of shopping and tried to pick up our pace just so we could make our way to Banquet in&lt;br /&gt;time. but this guy had to insist us or idayu should i say (&lt;em&gt;me giving the excuse that curls didn't &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;work together with short hair while ayu was in love with her already silky hair. hahaaa&lt;/em&gt;..) to&lt;br /&gt;come over his cart for awhile to try out some curls on her hair. curly wurly nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no obligation, right? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the usual &lt;em&gt;it's ok&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;thanks &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;off&lt;/em&gt; we went to fill our not so grumbling stomachs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154806_2539.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i do envy idayu for abling to eat so so much and yet having the same weight. ppft!&lt;br /&gt;just looking at her eat to her heart's content can really make me feel bloated. the backup plan&lt;br /&gt;was to have our dinner together with the rest of the gang later at pizzahut. so, ayu and i were&lt;br /&gt;contemplating as to whether we should eat or not. but dinner would be much later aye. the&lt;br /&gt;solution was to have light meals. hahaa, i decided on chicken rice and was indeed a light one huh. no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154807_2782.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154808_3025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154809_3276.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh...i was blabbering and ranting from just now and had forgotten that the main highlight of&lt;br /&gt;this entry was to introduce idayu's not so little dear Nessie. lol!&lt;br /&gt;back at home, hearing about that gadget alone made us or me extremely excited to just fiddle around with it. so when we got to see and even touch Nessie, oh how extremely satisfied i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feeling2 touching a dslr lah tu!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;bapak nye tak dapat, anak nye ni pun jadi lah eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really had to thank idayu from the bottom of my heart for fulfilling my request of bringing&lt;br /&gt;the tripod stand as well. hahahaaa...bronzy tripod unlike the usual gray aye!&lt;br /&gt;we were like so &lt;em&gt;kemarok&lt;/em&gt; lah! so &lt;em&gt;jakun&lt;/em&gt; to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154810_3525.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the excitement to camwhore with the dear Nessie, it still did not beat the excitement we&lt;br /&gt;had for shopping. we continued with our shopping spree from one shop to another.&lt;br /&gt;clothes. perfumes. 20-cents wrapper. mini whiteboard. and amazing only this time that i did not&lt;br /&gt;go for shoes. yessah! achievement wokay! babyku will definitely agree with me on this. hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;oh that day i found a new shop for me to safely invest my moolah on. which i'd always thought&lt;br /&gt;their apparels were expensive that i only had my eyes lay on them. thanks to ayu or should i&lt;br /&gt;say, adi (hahaaa)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of shopping already....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154814_4547.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hello to camwhoring....hahahaaa&lt;br /&gt;since our legs were begging already and we've got lots of time to wait for the STAR KARATS,&lt;br /&gt;why not right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget about my usual mini tripod already. say hello to big brother tripod! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/P1060414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154815_4810.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154816_5062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154819_5835.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154826_7693.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154827_7966.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154832_9332.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sungguh tajam daguku eh? hahahaaa....mahal tu!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the next time we should pose with our hands wide spread like wings just like Jack and Rose in Titanic lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154836_468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chey chey abang hairul dah datang untuk kacau.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154837_752.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this portrait would be perfect if only yani ku who was still drooling in her lalalaaa land would be&lt;br /&gt;able to just wake up and get her butt off to meet us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok everybody, let's do that invaluable &lt;em&gt;jeling&lt;/em&gt; to yani now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/idayuayu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154840_1614.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154857_6792.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all this iphone/ipod madness was never my forte. &lt;em&gt;step paham je lah eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154885_8799.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154892_819.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154912_7065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154899_2962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a cooling dessert at b&amp;amp;j, two of the STAR KARATS came like finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154909_6094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154914_7770.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154923_775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee, we're having fun with the not so little dear Nessie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154934_4679.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally had our dinner at 8-ish after laying out the red carpet for our AG Minister.&lt;br /&gt;no prize for guessing who. if you still insist, that you have to settle with our AG Minister, himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the initial plan was to have our hearty dinner at this seafood restaurant which i had&lt;br /&gt;forgotten its name. now, let's all stare at mimi. but no worries, we were being understanding&lt;br /&gt;enough with his sucky work schedules. haha like real!&lt;br /&gt;so the boy suggested to have the dinner at his workplace so we can all see each other. kwakwa...&lt;br /&gt;and also ate to our heart's content with all the scrumptious food. &lt;em&gt;ahem&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;a full stomach with great personal service provided made us one big happy family. no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154941_7235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/mrbabyku.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr babyku who couldn't take the publicity. so serious at work. chet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155034_2419.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my baby olym. you've served me well for 1 year and 7 months already. you're still holding on&lt;br /&gt;strong and never fail to take great shots of my everyday kodak moments with my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;so please and pweeasse hang on still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of words already and just enjoy the visuals aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155047_6501.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only this picture wasn't blur, it would be puurrffect for me to add another one before the new&lt;br /&gt;year for my workstation. bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155049_7139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the old brothers met eye to eye, the other two went into an attitude of melodramatic despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155052_8121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the thick-skinned girl was still in her lalallaa land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155055_9116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the girls offered to be the ambassadors of pizzahut to show their token of appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, the girls and boys started to go crazzzzyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155061_1142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155063_2100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reminisced over the good old class phototaking session as the end of academic year was drawing near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155064_2463.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we just needed to have that not so funny shots to complete the album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155065_2825.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, not forgetting to have that little trick on the little girl even though we failed.&lt;br /&gt;(she was supposed to be the only one looking at the camera. ppfft!)&lt;br /&gt;by now, i guess she already knew our mischievous too well to be trapped. hahaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the craziee couple shots. of course, if you couldn't see my babyku in that picture of me and the&lt;br /&gt;little insane girl, then you're blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, now the other pictures taken by Fuji which was temporarily adopted by me since the owner&lt;br /&gt;was busy serving typical kiasu customers all day long. rather than being kept in the drawer to&lt;br /&gt;attract dust, i made it alive with all the exposures. ahahaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0921.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i don't know what big sins i had done to that big brother tripod before this but i always&lt;br /&gt;stumbled against it, making my heart stopped for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;if the not so little dear Nessie drop, how you tell me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0924.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0925.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0928.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0929.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, back to Nessie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they just had to tease me and i was weirdly a willing participant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155164_7055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155166_7364.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155167_7672.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155168_7973.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155171_8905.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a guy just love to have the best of both worlds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155173_9524.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when gullible friends were taken in by the most selenge girl.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;thank you so much, siayu&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155176_474.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when abang hairul wanted to have his try on photography. &lt;em&gt;macam paham eh&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155180_1750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till he made us pose here and there, every other side. and we're still willing participants!&lt;br /&gt;heh, when it came to taking pictures, of course we were! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155181_2073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, the temporary single girl too wanted to have a shot with the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh before i finally end this entry, don't you simply love candid shots?&lt;br /&gt;i do! provided that the pictures turned out well. heh. cause we can just laugh together about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154846_3378.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clown and baboon. the last one...splendidly candid! nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5154838_1046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy! i have two complete full sets of teeth. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155038_3662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee, happy happy red couple. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155041_4584.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl gone crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0927.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adi - eleh, camera mcm ni pun korang nak excited mcm ape! rilek ah korang!&lt;br /&gt;siayu - eh.... delete gambar aku yg censored tu. cepat lah, biler aku nye turn ni?!&lt;br /&gt;hafiz manis - *his sweetest smile like forever*&lt;br /&gt;abang hairul - sabarlah! nanti aku delete. ko tgk function ni dulu..baik punye! meh abg hairul tunjukkan.&lt;br /&gt;idayu - eeeeeeeee....geram aku dibuatnye budak-budak kemarok ni tau! kalau rosak, korang belikan aku dslr ah!&lt;br /&gt;yani - *tak kuasa dgn semuanye*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/n781035382_5155029_945.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this being my favourite candid shot of all!&lt;br /&gt;i learnt how to &lt;em&gt;sedut siput bersungguh-sungguh,&lt;/em&gt; you know! but pizza? i don't know. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind, im not afraid of adi bashing me up the next time we meet.&lt;br /&gt;all the more i should tease him more and more before the next meet up, right? heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-2651836606227332517?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/2651836606227332517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=2651836606227332517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>baby olym on AG Geng</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172087.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172095.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC172105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's almost the end for Olym aye. pretty pretty pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next, are you ready dear Nessie? beautiful beautifuuull pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, let's go! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-7863964212360577174?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/7863964212360577174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=7863964212360577174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7863964212360577174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7863964212360577174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-olym-on-ag-geng.html' title='baby olym on AG Geng'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-5604640951266014491</id><published>2008-12-16T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:27:59.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>a coincidental meeting</title><content type='html'>yesterday, chinatown with the mum and siblings to look for more beads.&lt;br /&gt;whined to mum how she always forgot about making the earrings and necklace for me. but weird&lt;br /&gt;how she remembered to do one for the relatives and friends. hmmph! haha, just trying to be&lt;br /&gt;difficult once a while. and of all days, she decided to be smart enough to choose this day to go,&lt;br /&gt;while im still richie rich. mothers! even the little siblings who initially did not want to follow as&lt;br /&gt;always, decided to be united and follow suit. but as long as they're happy made me happier. it's&lt;br /&gt;time the family can live a bit luxuriously especially the parents who have slogged throughout&lt;br /&gt;their life till where we are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 5-ish we parted as i was going to accompany &lt;strong&gt;kinky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;for her appointment with Kak Yatie, mak&lt;br /&gt;andam cum the boss of Ratu Weddings. so i had to forgo my tuition but this time, not wanting to&lt;br /&gt;feel guilty about Catherine, the admin lady of looking for relief tutor for me, i decided to look for&lt;br /&gt;one myself. and so, i thought of &lt;strong&gt;yani ku&lt;/strong&gt; who lives within the area. =) thank you very much!&lt;br /&gt;and guess what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sizzy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;mohamed&lt;/strong&gt; were there too as well! what a coincidence lah!&lt;br /&gt;they were intently browsing through the wedding albums, trying hard to decide on their own&lt;br /&gt;theme for their big day. lol! i bet it's going to be pink lah. ;)&lt;br /&gt;and this &lt;strong&gt;kinky&lt;/strong&gt; was so sad lah not abling to get the outfit that she truly wants. fortunately, the&lt;br /&gt;alternative outfit was gorgeous enough to capture not only her eyes, but ours too. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended the night over at &lt;strong&gt;wan's&lt;/strong&gt; crib since it was nearby. poor boy! he met with a minor&lt;br /&gt;accident that we thought it was commonly due to bike. amazingly, it was just soccer.&lt;br /&gt;his right leg was in a cast. just so funny looking at how he &lt;s&gt;crawled&lt;/s&gt; walked that even his niece&lt;br /&gt;could catch up on him. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you go...my &lt;strong&gt;not so&lt;/strong&gt; monday blues! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-5604640951266014491?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/5604640951266014491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=5604640951266014491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5604640951266014491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/5604640951266014491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2008/12/coincidental-meeting.html' title='a coincidental meeting'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-7285507626116233491</id><published>2008-12-15T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:28:21.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>cak cak cak!</title><content type='html'>we decided to take the big risk of bringing little haniq to the cinema for the first time ever.&lt;br /&gt;we thought it would be a great idea since he has always been a good little boy watching his&lt;br /&gt;favourite shows by himself despite being hyper on other normal days. we always have the&lt;br /&gt;tendency to threaten him with the vcd of Congkak to make him behave and just sit still while&lt;br /&gt;we could just carry on with our daily chores especially vacuuming cause he's always on the move&lt;br /&gt;whenever the vacuum was on. he just know where to click on that "off" button and irritate us further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was the day the little haniq was out for a movie date with us while the parents&lt;br /&gt;went on a rendezvous at countless weddings. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Cicakman was the movie choice and indeed he was truly a child whom anyone could pray for. =)&lt;br /&gt;so quiet. so &lt;em&gt;kuai&lt;/em&gt;. so cute! he just sat right there on the booster, munching on his butter biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;we expected him to make noise like any other little toddlers or even kids do. but in the end, it's&lt;br /&gt;his sister who couldn't stop fidgeting and blabbering with all sorts of questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0894.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0895.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0898.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0900.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0901.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0902.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0907.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0908.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0909.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0910.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back at home in the night, he continued to behave himself. wonder wassup with him yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;a docile child he was. hahahaha. that he was willing to wear that free mask gotten with the&lt;br /&gt;purchase of drypers. so &lt;em&gt;KUAI&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0911.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0912.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0914.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0918.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-7285507626116233491?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/7285507626116233491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=7285507626116233491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7285507626116233491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/7285507626116233491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2008/12/cak-cak-cak.html' title='cak cak cak!'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-6152983343910198480</id><published>2008-12-13T23:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:28:33.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>do you want to be circumcised?</title><content type='html'>the common question that will always be asked to the little cousins.&lt;br /&gt;not that they have a choice, do they? haha.&lt;br /&gt;so the little hanis had his circumcision the other day. he was all smiles with all the $$$ received.&lt;br /&gt;the only part that made us all shook our heads was the decision of having kuda kepang.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, this is the problem of having an uncle-in-law from the Jawa side whom his family&lt;br /&gt;insisted on having one apart from our strong objections.&lt;br /&gt;as for the little ones including us, the not so little ones, took it as a form of entertainment. lol!&lt;br /&gt;luckily, dad wasn't there early as he finished his work at 6pm. if he knew we watched those&lt;br /&gt;performance, our ears will be begging to spare from him. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, what matter most was to get together and just have fun on this not so frequent&lt;br /&gt;occasion, right? as long as there's delish food and great company. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the earlier part of the day was spent at kakak's school for Christmas party.&lt;br /&gt;it was a different feeling altogether being with different company.&lt;br /&gt;kakak was extremely happy being with her favourite therapist and social worker, applauding&lt;br /&gt;when we asked one of them to take picture with her and mum.&lt;br /&gt;she too has her own guy bestfriend. ahem!&lt;br /&gt;different in many ways but they too have feelings just like us. they know how to enjoy just like us.&lt;br /&gt;and they just need to be showered with love just like us. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0818.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0819.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0821.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0823.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0824.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0825.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0826.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, rush off to toh guan road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0828.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0835.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0836.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0868.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0843.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0848.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0849.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0850.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0855.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0856.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0861.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0862.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0865.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0866.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0870.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0875.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0876.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0878.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0880.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-6152983343910198480?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/6152983343910198480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=6152983343910198480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6152983343910198480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/6152983343910198480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-want-to-be-circumcised.html' title='do you want to be circumcised?'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-8040590714287440698</id><published>2008-12-12T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:35:04.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions/celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>counting down the days</title><content type='html'>too many to drool over. just too many to choose from. or simply a tad too many to just blind our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;strong&gt;definitely&lt;/strong&gt; the first ever. especially with the bestest ones. that my mind stopped working&lt;br /&gt;for a moment there to find how weird it was to see ourselves stepping into that store.&lt;br /&gt;just like any other adults. well, we still do think that we have yet to reach that certain stage of&lt;br /&gt;being a &lt;em&gt;fully&lt;/em&gt; adult. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt as if it was just yesterday that we had the thought of stepping into the place and just went,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nah...definitely not our place and definitely still a long way to go&lt;/em&gt;. hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;so this is it. despite the bitterness, im &lt;strong&gt;definitely&lt;/strong&gt; counting down the days and the months to come next year.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;definitely,&lt;/strong&gt; i will save alot more than ever just so i could get my hands on that &lt;strong&gt;nikky/nellie&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;dear idayu, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you think mine will be a boy or girl? haha&lt;/em&gt;.) dslr since i couldn't get it this year.&lt;br /&gt;an only solo and exclusive album just for this occasion. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait a minute.&lt;br /&gt;if im &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; excited, can you imagine how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hapcited&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sizzy will be right now? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-8040590714287440698?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/8040590714287440698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=8040590714287440698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8040590714287440698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/8040590714287440698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2008/12/counting-down-days.html' title='counting down the days'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-663123962537392938</id><published>2008-12-11T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:58:24.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>2-in-1 l.o.v.e</title><content type='html'>the day started with the cosy loves. and of all days olym had to be a bummer throughout! sigh.&lt;br /&gt;any-o-how, if not for the free tickets, we won't be able to experience what it feels to be at the&lt;br /&gt;underwater world and dolphin lagoon. expensive to the max. and most importantly, i won't get&lt;br /&gt;to witness that inner happiness within her that has long been suppressed. luge and skyride, i&lt;br /&gt;wonder what's my own mother's reaction upon that. his mother was pretty cool in that ride.&lt;br /&gt;cute! she's happy even though she's a camera shy person being the the age as the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sini cik! takpe, buat kenangan!&lt;/em&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you need to bring her out more often, baby. spend quality time with her. one big happy family. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0755.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0758.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0759.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0760.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0762.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0763.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0764.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0765.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0767.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0770.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0771.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0773.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0774.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0776.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0777.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0779.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0784.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0785.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0787.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0790.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0793.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0794.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0795.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the evening was spent with the cuddly loves after he sent his mum home and got myself changed. tickets to Quarantine for 4 at the Cathay. definitely suffered motion sickness, making&lt;br /&gt;me dizzy. apart from that, twas' great what with the sudden eruptions of frenzied violence which&lt;br /&gt;totally got me jump off my seat a couple of times, grabbing his hands tightly at the same time&lt;br /&gt;trying to hide under his warm comfy arms. &lt;em&gt;ape you ni takut sangat!&lt;/em&gt; and that was what i got. yakdish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im so looking forward to dec 25th and mar 7th. yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0796.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0799.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0800.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0801.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0803.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0804.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0807.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0808.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0812.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/DSCF0813.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-663123962537392938?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/663123962537392938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=663123962537392938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/663123962537392938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/663123962537392938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_13.html' title='2-in-1 l.o.v.e'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13893519.post-687608373367074436</id><published>2008-12-09T23:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:00:17.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>reminisce the past</title><content type='html'>just the other day we had a random outing where i accompanied the boy to his usual bike shop&lt;br /&gt;to get his DRZ a change of tyre which he was supposed to do just that long time ago but he was&lt;br /&gt;just being a true procrastinator. thankfully (or he was just plain lucky all the time!), he always&lt;br /&gt;manage to escape from the white uniform man in big white bike whenever he's on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011937.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an impromptu visit to the old CCK park next to have our lunch and to just bring back the good&lt;br /&gt;old memories of us with the friends. the nostalgia of our secondary sch &lt;em&gt;kental&lt;/em&gt; days. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011923.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fried rice sambal was a tad too oily but i definitely love it to have more. spicy yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011925.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't wait to just go off (even though i finished last) and have a walk at the park what with images of the past flashing through my mind with every steps we make. but this boy just wanted&lt;br /&gt;to make sure his food were digested and have his round of polluting the air. tsk. environment&lt;br /&gt;killer! oh! self killer too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011935.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, we took a stroll to the shelter where we used to have a burpday surprise for &lt;s&gt;our&lt;/s&gt; his old&lt;br /&gt;childhood bestfriend forever (haha!) planned by his former girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;his close friend too. (kan baby kan?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as im typing this, i decided to rummage through my treasure chest (chet!) to get my hands on&lt;br /&gt;those oldie photos of that particular celebration.&lt;br /&gt;a drastic change for some of us while others were pretty much the same old them. =)&lt;br /&gt;with this, it was so unbelievable of us (anuar, kinky and myself) to think of a gathering early&lt;br /&gt;next year. we did not even think if this was possible enough to materialize this impromptu plan.&lt;br /&gt;our concern was the difficulty to get everyone together on a day. and it was truly nice though to&lt;br /&gt;have anuar being so spot on for this gathering. =) and so, we'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, i'll just leave you with these pictures.&lt;br /&gt;now and then. toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011945.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011948.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011951.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011952.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011953.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011954.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011956.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011957.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011960.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011961.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011964.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011966.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011963.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011968.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in 2001, when we were just fifteen years in age. so young and &lt;em&gt;innocent&lt;/em&gt;. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/cckpark2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junior sch band. putri. kak liyana. lilah. ain. awi. marina. huda. yourstruly. habsah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ask why our school skirt was that long. you never knew how our school's discipline was like. -_-&lt;br /&gt;that 2001 was not bad at all. we upgraded our &lt;em&gt;wildness&lt;/em&gt; abit. you can never imagine how long&lt;br /&gt;our skirts were when we first entered secondary school. like three-quarter skirt wokay!&lt;br /&gt;but i think that's a good thing so we won't go &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; wild. hahahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/cckpark3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helmi. hilmi. awi. syahid. i forgot the names of the last three boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/cckpark4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the surprised burpday boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/cckpark5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/cckpark6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/cckpark.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and look what i found here, baby...&lt;br /&gt;i was already laughing by myself in the room looking at the previous old pictures.&lt;br /&gt;but just this piece of photo caught me laughing even harder...im sure you lioke it!&lt;br /&gt;bestfriend forever, kan kan? hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/cckpark7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to now..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011969.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011970.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011971.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011972.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011974.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011975.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011979.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011980.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011983.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011985.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011989.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011993.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011997.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011998.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC011999.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff20/baby_ku/PC012000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13893519-687608373367074436?l=20july1999.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/feeds/687608373367074436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13893519&amp;postID=687608373367074436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/687608373367074436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13893519/posts/default/687608373367074436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://20july1999.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='reminisce the past'/><author><name>A Walk To Remember</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951756263778482218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eO-VWCL_-wk/R5YFN8wW16I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-BE2vI2j_M/S220/me+and+the+grass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
