<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529</id><updated>2009-11-11T10:00:59.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|| Anything but ordinary  ||</title><subtitle type='html'>i   a m   n o   p r i n c e s s</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-116235774884024514</id><published>2006-11-01T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T13:09:08.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;(Another Song)All Over Again&lt;br /&gt;Justin Randall Timberlake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've been alone &lt;br /&gt;You've been afraid &lt;br /&gt;I've been a fool &lt;br /&gt;In so many ways &lt;br /&gt;But I would change my life &lt;br /&gt;If you thought you might try love me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please give me another chance &lt;br /&gt;To write you another song &lt;br /&gt;Take back those things I've done &lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll give you my heart &lt;br /&gt;If you would let me start all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a saint &lt;br /&gt;I'm just a man &lt;br /&gt;Who let heaven and earth in the palm of his hand &lt;br /&gt;But I threw it away &lt;br /&gt;So now I stand here today asking forgiveness &lt;br /&gt;And if you could just &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give me another chance &lt;br /&gt;To write you another song &lt;br /&gt;Take back those things I've done &lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll give you my heart &lt;br /&gt;If you would let me start all over again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little girl, you're all I've got &lt;br /&gt;Don?t you leave me standing here once again &lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll give you my life (yes I would) &lt;br /&gt;If you would let me try to love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please give me another chance &lt;br /&gt;To write you another song &lt;br /&gt;And take back those things I've done &lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll give you my heart &lt;br /&gt;If you would let me start all over again &lt;br /&gt;Again oh &lt;br /&gt;No no &lt;br /&gt;oh oh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you (yeah) &lt;br /&gt;Give me one more chance &lt;br /&gt;No No &lt;br /&gt;No No No No&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-116235774884024514?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/116235774884024514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=116235774884024514&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/116235774884024514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/116235774884024514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-songall-over-again-justin.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-116044073188861500</id><published>2006-10-10T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T08:44:38.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Untuk apa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selalu saja saya terfikir. Untuk apa semua yang saya lakukan tiap-tiap hari ni. Apa tujuannya? Belajar, bekerja dan mencari rezeki itu satu ibadah. Dari situ, saya dah dapat jawapannya. Allah tetapkannya sebagai ibadah pun ada sebab. Kalau saya malas belajar dan bekerja, saya tak dapat teruskan hidup. Kalau saya rajin, dengar kata, ikut suruhan Allah, saya akan berjaya di dunia dan akhirat. Macam cause and effect. Setiap benda yang berlaku, mesti ada sebab dan akibat. Sebagai manusia, we can predict what's gonna happen next base on experience and what we've learnt. Tapi kita tak boleh tetapkannya. Allah yang tentukan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, saya mesti terima apa yang telah tersurat. Saya hanya boleh berusaha untuk menjadikan diri saya lebih baik dari sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corinne Bailey Rae - Put Your Records On &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three little birds, sat on my window. &lt;br /&gt;And they told me I don't need to worry. &lt;br /&gt;Summer came like cinnamon &lt;br /&gt;So sweet, &lt;br /&gt;Little girls double-dutch on the concrete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe sometimes, we got it wrong, but it's alright &lt;br /&gt;And nothing seems to change, and it all will stay the same. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't you hesitate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song &lt;br /&gt;You go ahead, let your hair down &lt;br /&gt;Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, &lt;br /&gt;Just go ahead, let your hair down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue as the sky, sombre and lonely, &lt;br /&gt;Sipping tea in the bar by the road side, &lt;br /&gt;(just relax, just relax) &lt;br /&gt;Don't you let those other boys fool you, &lt;br /&gt;Gotta love that awful hairdo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright &lt;br /&gt;The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change. &lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it's strange? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song &lt;br /&gt;You go ahead, let your hair down &lt;br /&gt;Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams, &lt;br /&gt;Just go ahead, let your hair down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just more than I could take, pity for pity's sake &lt;br /&gt;Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger &lt;br /&gt;When you gonna realise, that you don't even have to try any longer. &lt;br /&gt;Do what you want to. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-116044073188861500?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/116044073188861500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=116044073188861500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/116044073188861500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/116044073188861500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/10/untuk-apa-selalu-saja-saya-terfikir.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115907586888112965</id><published>2006-09-24T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T15:26:58.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sentuhan Listrikmu&lt;br /&gt;M Nasir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A&lt;br /&gt;   Bisakah aku bertanya padamu&lt;br /&gt; Bm                   E&lt;br /&gt;   Dari mana datang sayang ini&lt;br /&gt; D&lt;br /&gt;   Di redup matamu&lt;br /&gt;                   A &lt;br /&gt;   Atau bisikan mesra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A                   &lt;br /&gt;   Adakah kerna sentuhan listrikmu&lt;br /&gt; Bm                    E&lt;br /&gt;   Membuat ku terus berjanji&lt;br /&gt; D                          A&lt;br /&gt;   Hati ini hanya untukmu saja&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   C&lt;br /&gt;   Sentuhanmu bukan datang dari&lt;br /&gt;             E&lt;br /&gt;   Dunia materi&lt;br /&gt;     C                    G&lt;br /&gt;   Terasa ini pernah mengusikku&lt;br /&gt;              E&lt;br /&gt;   Bagai de javu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A   &lt;br /&gt;   Ku rindu sentuhanmu&lt;br /&gt;   F#m&lt;br /&gt;   Ku damba sentuhanmu&lt;br /&gt;   Bm&lt;br /&gt;   Tiada lain yang ku inginkan&lt;br /&gt;        E&lt;br /&gt;   Hanyalah... Hanya sentuhanmu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115907586888112965?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115907586888112965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115907586888112965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115907586888112965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115907586888112965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/09/sentuhan-listrikmu-m-nasir-bisakah-aku.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115865506512180229</id><published>2006-09-19T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:37:45.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/380/1600/home_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/380/320/home_hero.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since the last time I got infected by flu virus. I feel soooo sick. These 3 days, been busy with website design, i think it's the main reason to have this virus in my blood. Not enough sleep, eat, rest, cold weather. Too much sitting in front of the pc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115865506512180229?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115865506512180229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115865506512180229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115865506512180229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115865506512180229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-been-long-time-since-last-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115807025877673634</id><published>2006-09-12T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T22:11:00.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Aleen's on frenster.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;:: Brokeback Mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the last tv show you watched?&lt;br /&gt;:: World's Apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the last song you heard?&lt;br /&gt;:: Lionel Ritchie - I call it Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;:: Mee Hoon Soto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.the last place you went to?&lt;br /&gt;:: Usop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. the last food you ate?&lt;br /&gt;:: Nasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. the last thing you heard from your&lt;br /&gt;parents?&lt;br /&gt;:: I forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. the last thing you said to your parents?&lt;br /&gt;:: I dun say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. the last thing you said to one of your&lt;br /&gt;friends?&lt;br /&gt;:: Ko online tau malam ni, bleh bergosip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. the last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;:: Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;:: my sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the last person who called you?&lt;br /&gt;:: ayon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the last person you texted?&lt;br /&gt;:: fauzan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the last person who texted you?&lt;br /&gt;:: fauzan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. the last person who said good night last&lt;br /&gt;nyt?&lt;br /&gt;:: DK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. the last person who said i love you?&lt;br /&gt;:: DK ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. the last person you gave a testimonial?&lt;br /&gt;:: o two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. the last person who sent you a msg in&lt;br /&gt;friendster?&lt;br /&gt;:: chiey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. the last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. the last person you saw on tv?&lt;br /&gt;:: i dun know him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Do you believe that love is forever?&lt;br /&gt;:: no. love with trust,co-operation &amp; understanding is forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Do you get hurt by people easily?&lt;br /&gt;:: yes i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Do you believe that all people are generally&lt;br /&gt;good at heart?&lt;br /&gt;:: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Can you be anyone you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;::no i can't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Do mean people make you sad?&lt;br /&gt;:: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Does ice cream make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;:: sangat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;:: no. i need concentration in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 When it rains, do you like to splash in the&lt;br /&gt;puddles?&lt;br /&gt;:: wut? kotor la baju ku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 If you see a cute guy/girl walk down the&lt;br /&gt;street, do you smile and tell him/her that he/she is&lt;br /&gt;cute?&lt;br /&gt;:: weird and crap. why must i tell them they r cute. they know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Do you notice when people have beautiful&lt;br /&gt;eyes?&lt;br /&gt;:: yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 Have you ever cried at a movie?&lt;br /&gt;:: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Is it cute when old people are holding&lt;br /&gt;hands?&lt;br /&gt;:: yes. so sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 Are you a happy person?&lt;br /&gt;:: i'm a happy person only when i'm happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 Do you tend not to worry even when you&lt;br /&gt;know something bad is about to happen?&lt;br /&gt;:: sometimes. But i'm worried all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Is it okay to cut off barbie's hair?&lt;br /&gt;:: how come u cut off a barbie's hair? it's a cruel world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Have you ever laughed so hard that your&lt;br /&gt;stomach hurt?&lt;br /&gt;:: yes. once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 Are you slightly lazy?&lt;br /&gt;:: I am lazy. I dun need the word 'slightly'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 Do you like to drive with the windows&lt;br /&gt;down?&lt;br /&gt;:: habisla rambut aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Are you in love?&lt;br /&gt;:: angau = in love. same ke?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115807025877673634?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115807025877673634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115807025877673634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115807025877673634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115807025877673634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/09/aleens-on-frenster.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115738345197940891</id><published>2006-09-04T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:24:11.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What Attracts Leo Women?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who attracts you is one who radiates warmth and shows his affection in a physical way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're even more interested if he is rich or famous or powerful or gorgeous... and thus can reflect his glory onto you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man who commands respect, and a man who is generous (and can afford to be), will also appeal to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like men who admire and praise you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fine face and beautiful body get your attention. You may be particularly attracted to "the boss" or men who are "leaders" in some way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also be drawn to the "creative" type such as actors, artists, musicians, or performers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have Mars in Leo, you may get aroused by seeing a man act self-assured, cocky, or even arrogant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, you are like a Princess who expects to be treated royally and courted by a handsome and powerful Prince.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115738345197940891?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115738345197940891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115738345197940891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115738345197940891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115738345197940891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-attracts-leo-women-man-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115683918565018956</id><published>2006-08-29T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T16:13:05.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Siti Nurhaliza - Rupanya Kita Serupa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tersenyum Melihat Gambarmu &lt;br /&gt;Di Jendela Bawah Lengkung Bulan Itu &lt;br /&gt;Yang Berkata Kau Jua Rindu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku Menanti Tiba Hari &lt;br /&gt;Berdua Kita Kembali &lt;br /&gt;Melihat Angkasa &lt;br /&gt;Yang Berkata-Kata &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku Cinta Ku Sayang &lt;br /&gt;Aku Rindu &lt;br /&gt;Rupanya Kita Serupa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau Cinta Kau Sayang &lt;br /&gt;Kau Pun Rindu &lt;br /&gt;Rupanya Kita Serupa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila Terkena Cahaya &lt;br /&gt;Bulan Menerangi &lt;br /&gt;Ke Jiwa Diriku &lt;br /&gt;Pesanan Luahan Cinta Kamu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingin Ku Temui Kamu &lt;br /&gt;Kembali Ke Pangkuanku &lt;br /&gt;Melihat Angkasa &lt;br /&gt;Seperti Waktu-Waktu Yang Lalu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh &lt;br /&gt;Dah Ku Sayang Dah Ku Cinta &lt;br /&gt;Dan Sudah Ku Rindu Kamu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Mana Kita Berdua &lt;br /&gt;Bersama Berasmara &lt;br /&gt;Ke Akhir Nyata &lt;br /&gt;Selamanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lagu ni best. Rasa-rasanya Datin Siti nyanyi lagu ni khas untuk Datuk K.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115683918565018956?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115683918565018956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115683918565018956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115683918565018956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115683918565018956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/08/siti-nurhaliza-rupanya-kita-serupa.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115673892613845493</id><published>2006-08-28T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T12:22:47.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Letto - Sampai nanti, sampai mati&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau kau pernah takut mati, sama &lt;br /&gt;kalau kau pernah patah hati, aku juga iya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan sering kali &lt;br /&gt;sial datang dan pergi &lt;br /&gt;tanpa permisi &lt;br /&gt;kepadamu suasana hati &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak peduli &lt;br /&gt;kalau kau kejar mimpimu salut &lt;br /&gt;kalau kau ingin berhenti &lt;br /&gt;ingat tuk mulai lagi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetap semangat &lt;br /&gt;dan teguhkan hati &lt;br /&gt;di setiap hari &lt;br /&gt;sampai nanti &lt;br /&gt;sampai mati &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang memang &lt;br /&gt;cinta yang terbagi &lt;br /&gt;karena memang &lt;br /&gt;seringkali mimpi tak terpenuhi &lt;br /&gt;seringkali &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetap melangkah &lt;br /&gt;dan keraskan hati &lt;br /&gt;di setiap hari &lt;br /&gt;sampai nanti sampai mati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends, i know life is pretty hard, where u have to face all ups and downs. Kita semua akan melalui perjalanan yang sama, cuma nasib dan ketentuan je lain. Masing-masing kena ikut turn. Yang penting jangan putus asa. Usia yang muda macam ni bukan masa untuk kecewa dan putus asa. Teruskan hidup, usaha sampai sukses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115673892613845493?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115673892613845493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115673892613845493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115673892613845493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115673892613845493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/08/letto-sampai-nanti-sampai-mati-kalau.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115664164581297806</id><published>2006-08-27T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T09:20:45.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aku rase benda ni sgt keji. Tapi tak kesahla. Aku nak share jugak. Benda ni jadi minggu lepas. Masa tu aku tido petang sebab kerja malam. Maybe benda ni terjadi sebab penat sangat, ataupun sebab aku selalu berangan. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya, petang tu, aku mimpi aku jadi pelajar akademi fantasia, aku pun tak sure dalam mimpi tu konsert keberapa. Yang pentingnya, aku nyanyi lagu teman tapi mesra. Siap dikritik oleh adlin lagi. Lawak gile dan memalukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupa-rupanya adik aku tengah tengok tv channel@15 konsert akademi fantasia. Mase tu pulak velvet nyanyi lagu tu jugak. Aku terasa amat kesengalan melanda jiwa. Sangat sengal ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuh...what a relief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115664164581297806?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115664164581297806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115664164581297806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115664164581297806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115664164581297806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/08/aku-rase-benda-ni-sgt-keji.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115624987573442330</id><published>2006-08-22T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T20:31:15.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18,&lt;br /&gt;find line 4. Write down what it says:&lt;br /&gt;:: Pertama..kerana awak Noriko, pertama kali melihat awak di Harajuku, saya sudah mula tertawan hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.&lt;br /&gt;What do you touch first?&lt;br /&gt;:: wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;:: drama on rtm1. not sure the title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what time it is:&lt;br /&gt;:: 7.40pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?:&lt;br /&gt;:: 8.01pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: With the exception of the computer, what can&lt;br /&gt;you hear?:&lt;br /&gt;:: mom's voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: When did you last step outside? what were you&lt;br /&gt;doing?&lt;br /&gt;:: around 6pm. Chased after my cat. x nak balik umah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: Before you came to this website, what did you&lt;br /&gt;look at?&lt;br /&gt;:: Adobe Illustrator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;:: baby-T, pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;:: i forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11: When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;:: forgot too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;:: Poster of Paris Hilton, Jason Mraz, Guess, My frens, my pictures and my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13: Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;:: last 3 days, on my way to office, around 8 pm, a girl with long hair sitting at the back of an Unser, looking at me, and suddenly disappear. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14: What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;:: OKla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15: What is the last film you saw?&lt;br /&gt;:: Kal Ho Naho, telah dialih suara ke bahasa Indonesia. Best bangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight,&lt;br /&gt;what would you buy first?&lt;br /&gt;:: One whole Louis Vuitton, Coach, Nine West, Juicy Couture, MissSelfridge and Benetton boutique, All Nikon cameras and equipment, A Volkswagen, some property investment. Ops, this question asks me,what would i buy first, not what would i buy all night. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17: Tell me something about you that I don't know:&lt;br /&gt;:: i want to marry mohd pierre andre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18: If you could change one thing about the world,&lt;br /&gt;regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;::free food, setiap hujung bulan. Huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19: Do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;:: suke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20: George Bush: is he a power-crazy nutcase or&lt;br /&gt;some one who is finally doing something that has&lt;br /&gt;needed to be done for years?&lt;br /&gt;:: Mr. Bush, please go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21a: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do&lt;br /&gt;you call her?&lt;br /&gt;:: Lolitaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21b: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do&lt;br /&gt;you call him?&lt;br /&gt;:: Boy....haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22: Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;br /&gt;:: how i wish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115624987573442330?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115624987573442330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115624987573442330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115624987573442330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115624987573442330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/08/1-grab-book-nearest-to-you-turn-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115609225530947418</id><published>2006-08-21T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T00:44:15.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;From Nad's Yahoo! 360&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you still talk to your first real boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;   Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What should you be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;   Sleeping on my bed instead of working on this damn and tiring night shift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What kind of music did you listen to in elementary school?&lt;br /&gt;   Britpop, boyband???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is the best thing about your day today?&lt;br /&gt;   ntah. takde pun. Is the "best thing" actually exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you enjoy Texas hold' em?&lt;br /&gt;   Ape ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you against same sex marriage?&lt;br /&gt;   Yes. Tapi cam nk try je. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you been on a date in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;   Ade la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever kissed someone you dont like?&lt;br /&gt;   Nauzubillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Quote a Backstreet Boys song. &lt;br /&gt;   I don't care who you are, where you're from, what u did, as long as you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Are most of the friends in your life new or old?&lt;br /&gt;    New - Lots of them   Old - Only the best will stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you own any furniture from Ikea?&lt;br /&gt;    Jam. Consider furniture x? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you like your parents?&lt;br /&gt;    emmm. Of course la.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Where is ur hometown?&lt;br /&gt;    KL la kot. Lahir kat Melaka. Tapi x sempat hidup dan membesar di Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Tell us about the last conversation you had.&lt;br /&gt;    Pizi : Aku dahaga la&lt;br /&gt;    Aku  : "Kalo ko dahagakan kasih sayang, aku boleh bagi"&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;em&gt;Segala dialog hanya gurauan semata-mata.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Where do you see yourself in one month?&lt;br /&gt;    Tetap Disini -  Siti Nurhaliza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your favorite smell?&lt;br /&gt;    Vanilla - samalah pulak ngan Nad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you consider yourself a clean person?&lt;br /&gt;    Tidak clean dari segala segi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is the time and the outside temperature at the moment&lt;br /&gt;    kul 12.24am. How can i know the temperature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you goin to do tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;    Esok offday. Yeehaa..Tidola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you ever gone to therapy? &lt;br /&gt;    Shopping Theraphy @ Midvalley n Suria KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you ever Played Spin the Bottle?&lt;br /&gt;    x pnah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever liked someone but never told them?&lt;br /&gt;    Ade la 2-3 orang.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever gone camping?&lt;br /&gt;    Pernah tapi x tido dlm tent. Menyusahkan tul. Huhu    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you ever had a crush on your brother's or sister's friend?&lt;br /&gt;    Uiks...x de la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you ever been to a beach?&lt;br /&gt;    Besttnyeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever drank jack daniels?&lt;br /&gt;    I dun drink&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;29. Have you ever had lunch on the beach?&lt;br /&gt;    Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Have you ever had a stalker?&lt;br /&gt;    Ermm...pernah kot.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever been in love? how many time?&lt;br /&gt;    2 1/2 times. Hihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you ever gone skinny dipping?&lt;br /&gt;    Tak paham la. Skinny? dipping? Kuruskan badan ke?      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever laughed so hard you cried?&lt;br /&gt;    Tak pernah la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Have you ever been cheated on?&lt;br /&gt;    Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever met one of your myspace friends? friendster frens?&lt;br /&gt;    Yes. Many times. Y'll rock!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Have you ever felt betrayed by your "bestfriend"?&lt;br /&gt;    Ntah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Have you ever lied to your parents?&lt;br /&gt;    Aaaa....x selalu. Umur dah 23 ni, ade la 10 kali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever seen your girl best friend naked?&lt;br /&gt;    Ade kot. Half naked. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;40.Have you been on a date at the beach?&lt;br /&gt;   Sitting facing each other, enjoying the breeze of Strait of Malacca. Berangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.Do you mind spending a lot of money for the ones you love?&lt;br /&gt;   Hihi. Sanggup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.Do you love animal?&lt;br /&gt;   Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.Do you like drawing?&lt;br /&gt;   Suke gak la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.Do u smoke?&lt;br /&gt;   No &amp; never&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115609225530947418?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115609225530947418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115609225530947418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115609225530947418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115609225530947418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/08/from-nads-yahoo-360-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115588253633185182</id><published>2006-08-18T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T00:04:37.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pergerakan dan percakapan saya agak terbatas. Bukan keadaan sekeliling yang membataskannya tetapi diri saya sendiri. Saya takut untuk melepaskan dan mengeluarkan segalanya kerna itu memang itu sifat saya. Memetik prinsip hidup saya, &lt;em&gt;"jangan sesekali melibatkan diri dalam perlumbaan dan pertandingan, jika anda takut untuk menerima kekalahan". &lt;/em&gt;Saya tidak segan mengutarakan prinsip saya di sini walau saya tahu, prinsip saya itu bersifat negatif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbalik kepada topik asal, senario ini semakin membebani saya. Senario yang selalu dialami oleh individu akhir remaja / awal dewasa seperti saya. Saya cuba sibukkan diri dengan hobi dan kawan-kawan kerna saya tidak berapa suka menjadi individu tipikal. Tipulah jika 90% daripada anda yang membaca blog ini, berumur lebih kurang sebaya saya, tidak mengalami senario yang sama. Sekali lagi saya utarakan di sini, saya tidak mahu menjadi individu tipikal. Tidak mahu mempunyai rantaian hidup yang sama dengan orang lain. Sebab itu saya cuba untuk lari dari "itu".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semakin hampir dengan topik asal, terus-terang saya katakan, saya belum bersedia menerima cinta baru selepas kehancuran perang dunia ketiga dalam dunia saya lebih kurang setahun lepas. Pada masa itu saya kira, lebih baik berhenti buat seketika kerana saya ingin luangkan masa saya dengan hobi dan kegemaran. Walau beratus manusia menasihati saya, &lt;em&gt;"cari lain dan lupakan dia",&lt;/em&gt; jauh dilubuk hati saya, saya tak mahu. Saya takut untuk kecewa kerana kekecewaan sekarang semakin ganas seperti parasit yang memakan perumahnya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi saya tidak boleh menolak fitrah Allah SWT. Semakin saya lari, semakin ia laju mengejar jejak saya. Puas saya mengelak. Tapi saya hanya mampu merancang. Tuhan temukan saya dengan cinta hati saya, akhirnya. Tapi ini bukan cinta biasa, bukan cinta Siti Nurhaliza juga, kerna cinta Siti berbalas. Bukan saya katakan cinta saya ini tidak berbalas, tapi saya sendiri takut untuk menyertai pertandingan. Saya duduk menikus memerhatikan perlumbaan dari jauh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya percaya, ramai di kalangan anda yang menghadapi situasi yang sama dengan saya. Sekadar memerhati tapi tidak bertindak. Mungkin saya ada lakukan pergerakan kecil supaya kehadiran saya dirasai dan diperhati. Tapi siapalah saya, saya bukan Jessica Alba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya akur, cinta tak bermaksud memiliki dan dimiliki. Namun rasa yang terbit itu sudah cukup memberikan sedikit rempah-ratus dalam hidup saya. Terima kasih cinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya sedih kerna saya terlalu muda dan kerdil untuk menghadapi walau cabaran kecil di dunia ini. Sebab saya takut dengan kekalahan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115588253633185182?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115588253633185182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115588253633185182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115588253633185182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115588253633185182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/08/pergerakan-dan-percakapan-saya-agak.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115479104579951710</id><published>2006-08-05T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:56:19.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Problems&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;File interview aku hilang. Resume, sijil-sijil sekolah, PMR, SPM, ko-kurikulum..sume hilang. Bagi aku idea nak wat ape. Satu interview dah terlepas. Selase ni ade lagi interview dengan NSTP. Caner ni? Aku nk bawak ape mase interview. Sedih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sangat upset hari ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: thx to kak anne, chenard and pizzo 4 da birthday present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115479104579951710?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115479104579951710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115479104579951710&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115479104579951710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115479104579951710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/08/problems-file-interview-aku-hilang.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115452345253848698</id><published>2006-07-30T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T20:57:32.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Happy Birthday, u've been a tough girl after all these years&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115452345253848698?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115452345253848698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115452345253848698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115452345253848698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115452345253848698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-uve-been-tough-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115363337976635385</id><published>2006-07-23T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T13:42:59.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Kelmarin dan Hari ini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak pasti kestabilan diri aku sekarang. Rasa tak boleh tidur, tapi letih sangat. Sepatutnya sekarang ni aku dah tidur simpan tenaga untuk kerja malam ni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/380/1600/eti5bulan.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/380/320/eti5bulan.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku slalu lari dari topik yang sedang aku fikirkan. &lt;br /&gt;Ini gambar aku 23 tahun dulu. Mase tu umur aku 5 bulan 24 hari. Seronok tengok diri aku bergembira masa tu. Iye la, kecik lagi, hati pun bersih lagi. Aku lahir di Hospital Besar Melaka, dalam pukul 2 lebih, awal pagi. Mase ni kami hidup susah jugakla. Mak ayah menyewa kat satu kampung ni, dekat dengan rumah nenek. Tapi aku tak sure name kampung tu. Bila aku dah besar sket, aku rase umur 3 atau 4 tahun, ayah naik pangkat dan bawak kami 3 beradik ke Kuala Lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/380/1600/4tahun-makayah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/380/320/4tahun-makayah.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumah pertama kat KL. Taman Muda, Ampang. Tak lama aku duduk sini. Tak banyak kenangan aku kat sini sebab mase tu kecik lagi, otak pun blur-blur. Yang aku ingat, aku selalu beli sengkuang+sambal sedap+kacang dan keropok kat rumah sebelah. Bila umur nak masuk 6 tahun, ayah pindah kat taman sebelah. Kali ni, ayah beli rumah besar sket. Rumah ni lah yang aku duduk sampai sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/380/1600/darjah3-rumah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/380/320/darjah3-rumah.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaman kanak-kanak aku best, aku ade jiran yang best. Kami slalu kluar main tiap-tiap petang. Kami bukan budak zaman sekarang yang duduk depan pc dan pegang telefon 24 jam. Ade sekali tu, kami bina pondok sendiri gune kayu-kayu lebihan projek perumahan. Seronok. Main masak-masak. Buat drama sendiri. Main kawen2. Pastu masuk darjah 4-6, main beskal, rollerblade ngan skate plak. Round-round sekeliling taman, naik buaian kat playground depan umah. Ade satu bukit tu, mase kecik2, aku rase tinggi sangat. Nak daki punyelah susah. Tapi aritu aku gi tengok balik, aku tengok cam kecik je bukit tu. Dua langkah dah sampai. Huhu. Betapa keciknya saiz aku dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/380/1600/pdf4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/380/320/pdf4.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu aku sekolah menengah kat Johor Bahru, jauh plak dari keluarga. Tapi best gak, sebab dapat kutip pengalaman berada jauh di perantauan. Tahun 2001, aku masuk MMU. Dan sekarang 2006, dah setahun aku keje. Ini baru suku dari perjalanan hidup aku. Banyak lagi yang perlu aku lalui, timba pengalaman dan tambah ilmu pengetahuan. Aku ada matlamat aku sendiri. Aku harap aku dapat capai semua sebelum umur 27 tahun. Insyallah. (Bukan, matlamat aku bukan kahwin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bila yang tertulis untukku&lt;br /&gt;adalah yang terbaik untukmu&lt;br /&gt;kan kujadikan kau kenangan&lt;br /&gt;yang terindah dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;namun takkan mudah bagiku&lt;br /&gt;meninggalkan jejak hidupku&lt;br /&gt;yang tlah terukir abadi&lt;br /&gt;sebagai kenangan yang terindah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115363337976635385?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115363337976635385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115363337976635385&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115363337976635385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115363337976635385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/07/kelmarin-dan-hari-ini-aku-tak-pasti.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115347071759459463</id><published>2006-07-21T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T16:31:57.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aku Sahabatmu Yang mencintaimu &lt;br /&gt;Cindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salahkah diriku ini&lt;br /&gt;pabila rasa ini ada&lt;br /&gt;di hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau memang sahabatku&lt;br /&gt;kau memang teman baikku&lt;br /&gt;dan aku jatuh cinta padamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakit di hatiku bila aku melihat&lt;br /&gt;kau tak tersenyum karena cintamu sedang terluka&lt;br /&gt;dia menyakitimu dan aku sakit karenanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau ingin cinta sejati &lt;br /&gt;kau ingin ketulusan hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biarkan kunyatakan aku mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;biarkan aku datang di dalam hatimu &lt;br /&gt;biarkan kuakhiri rasa sakit di hatimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karena aku sahabat mu &lt;br /&gt;aku yang dengan tulus mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's wut u've wanted most which u'll never get 'till the day u die, i believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115347071759459463?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115347071759459463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115347071759459463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115347071759459463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115347071759459463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/07/aku-sahabatmu-yang-mencintaimu-cindy.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115228100719716140</id><published>2006-07-07T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T22:03:27.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WHAT A GIRL WANTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from Aleen's post in Frenster's Bulletin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message: Do you think your life has been good so far ?&lt;br /&gt;- so far, yes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you miss called ?&lt;br /&gt;- tak pernah miscall orang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you texted ?&lt;br /&gt;- daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been cheated on ?&lt;br /&gt;- many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever slept with someone on the first date ?&lt;br /&gt;- never ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you look like your mom or dad ?&lt;br /&gt;- i like my mom and dad. Sama-rata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings ?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that someone is thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;right now ?&lt;br /&gt;- no I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose one to have (love, beauty, creativity)&lt;br /&gt;- creativity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish on stars ?&lt;br /&gt;- tak pernah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the colour of dress u are wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;- red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the most disgusting food you've ever&lt;br /&gt;eaten ?&lt;br /&gt;- expired canned food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you kill someone ?&lt;br /&gt;- no, of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever met anyone famous ?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your handwriting ?&lt;br /&gt;- very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were another person, would you be friends&lt;br /&gt;with you ?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you keeping a secret from the world ?&lt;br /&gt;- yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you regret anything ?&lt;br /&gt;- many things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed did you sleep in last night ?&lt;br /&gt;- mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets ?&lt;br /&gt;- a cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour are your bedsheets ?&lt;br /&gt;- orange + pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at midnight last night ?&lt;br /&gt;- adobe photoshopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait..&lt;br /&gt;- for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look to your left. whats there ?&lt;br /&gt;- dinding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could drink anything right now what would it&lt;br /&gt;be ?&lt;br /&gt;- hot creamy mocha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do songs make you cry ?&lt;br /&gt;- i won't cry for a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone besides your friends and family said "i&lt;br /&gt;love you" to you ?&lt;br /&gt;- no. been a long time not to hear that 3 words even from my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color are your eyes ?&lt;br /&gt;- dark brown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Piercings ?&lt;br /&gt;- 2-1 on each lobe. 2 holes missing. paham ke tak ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you get the idea for your profile name??&lt;br /&gt;- my name la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song are you playing now, or wish you were&lt;br /&gt;playing?&lt;br /&gt;- andai kau mengerti - vince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the highlight of your day?&lt;br /&gt;- moral hari ini : bercakap bila perlu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you dislike most at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;- a &lt;em&gt;friend&lt;/em&gt; of mine. sorry, u've done nothing wrong. I just hate u at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What food do you Crave right now?&lt;br /&gt;- korean bbq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;- my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush?&lt;br /&gt;- of course la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is his/her name?&lt;br /&gt;- huh! in your dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sexy?&lt;br /&gt;- soalan apakah ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine yourself ever getting married?&lt;br /&gt;- huhu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115228100719716140?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115228100719716140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115228100719716140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115228100719716140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115228100719716140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-girl-wants-from-aleens-post-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115219797382694560</id><published>2006-07-06T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:59:33.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;GOOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa aku terpaksa faham keadaan aku sekarang walaupun aku sendiri tak paham dengan apa yang aku terpaksa fahami iaitu supaya aku lebih faham dengan keadaan fizikal dan mental state aku sekarang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi tadi aku bangun lewat. Agak lewat. Dalam pukul 6.35 am sedangkan aku masuk keje pukul 8.00 am. Perjalanan dari rumah ke tempat keje ambil masa 45 minit, itu pun kalau polis trafik tak berangan. So, pagi tadi aku bangun dengan keadaan yang amat upset tapi aku try gagahi jugak walaupun malam sebelumnya aku dah bersemangat nak bangun pukul 6.00 pagi dan bersiap dengan jayanya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari saat aku membangunkan diri, hinggalah aku melangkah kaki masuk ke kereta, pa &amp; ma yang amat disayangi telah tidak berhenti bercakap, dalam erti kata lain membebel la sebab aku bangun lambat. Dalam keadaan tertekan, cuaca yang sangat panas walaupun dan mandi, baju yang tak iron lagi, make-up berterabur dalam bag, kaler tudung tak sesuai dengan kemeja, kena kemas katil yang berselerakan, aku jadi amat mengong dan clumsy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sini aku ingin menegaskan bahawa, bukan niat aku nak bangun lambat, bukannya aku sengaja nak bangun lambat. Kalau lambat, aku juga yang susah sebab nama aku jugak yang masuk dalam list datang lambat. Semuanya berlaku secara tak sengaja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai seorang insan yang berhemah, aku selalu berfikiran positif dan support apa jua yang berlaku. Jika ada seseorang yang melakukan kesilapan secara tak sengaja, aku terima dengan hati yang terbuka. Nak buat camne kan? Dah tak sengaja. Mana ada orang sengaja nak buat silap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya perlukan sokongan dari mana-mana individu yang rasa nak caring kat aku. Contohnya kelmarin, aku keluar shopping dan tengok wayang dengan frens, pa &amp; ma buat muka masam. Come on, tak sukakah u all bila melihat anak u all gembira, ada kawan dan shopping dengan hasil titik peluh sendiri. Fikir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam tu la. Selalunya, bila orang lain gembira, aku paksa perasaan aku gembira supaya orang lebih gembira bila melihat orang lain turut gembira bersama mereka walau pada hakikatnya kekadang tu aku agak &lt;em&gt;(memang)&lt;/em&gt; emosional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bila aku gembira, erm...tak payah la nak sebutkan satu-satu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin ada yang cakap, hal kecik cam ni pun nak besar-besarkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku ni golongan seni. Huhu. Otak aku lain. Soal emosi dan perasaan nombor satu dalam hidup aku. So aku rasa hal ini amat berat. Hidup boleh jadi tunggang-langgang kalau perasaan aku gundah-gulana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu aku sangat selfish. So, mulai tahun 2006 ni, aku sangat lain. Aku kurangkan sifat pentingkan diri sendiri tu, sebab aku fikir, kalau aku boleh buat orang gembira, bantu orang lain, so aku pun automatically jadi gembira, Memang aku rasa gembira. Tapi in certain parts, gembira tu terbunuh sebab ade orang yang kill my joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh itu nasihat aku untuk post kali ini, be good to everyone. So bila korang susah, ada orang akan tolong korang. Sentiasa ada give and take dalam hidup. Macam proses simbiosis. Saling memerlukan antara satu sama lain. Sentiasa mengenang budi orang lain. Dan paling penting, cuba untuk buat orang lain gembira. Jangan selalu memperkecilkan dan menghina orang lain. Be nice to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab, bila semua orang macam tu, dunia ni tentu akan aman sentosa. World peace y'all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115219797382694560?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115219797382694560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115219797382694560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115219797382694560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115219797382694560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/07/good-aku-rasa-aku-terpaksa-faham.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115207762843999236</id><published>2006-07-05T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T16:28:28.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bila Julai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stars Are Blind&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind spending some time&lt;br /&gt;Just hanging here with you&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I don't find too many guys&lt;br /&gt;That treat me like you do&lt;br /&gt;Those other guys all wanna take me for a ride&lt;br /&gt;But when I walk their talk is suicide&lt;br /&gt;Some people never get beyond their stupid pride&lt;br /&gt;But you can see the real me inside&lt;br /&gt;And I'm satisfied, oh no, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the **** are crazy&lt;br /&gt;Even though the stars are blind&lt;br /&gt;If you show me real love baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make you nice and naughty&lt;br /&gt;Be the devil and angel too&lt;br /&gt;Got a heart and soul and body&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what this love can do&lt;br /&gt;Baby i'm perfect for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love, ohh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be your confidante&lt;br /&gt;Just one of your girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;But I know that love's what you want&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow the world ends&lt;br /&gt;Why shouldn't we be with the one we really love?&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me who have you been dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;At night at home? oh no, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the **** are crazy&lt;br /&gt;Even though the stars are blind&lt;br /&gt;If you show me real love baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make you nice and naughty&lt;br /&gt;Be the devil and angel too&lt;br /&gt;Got a heart and soul and body&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what this love can do&lt;br /&gt;Baby i'm perfect for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Excuse me for feeling&lt;br /&gt;This moment is critical&lt;br /&gt;Might be me feeling&lt;br /&gt;It could get physical, oh no, no no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the **** are crazy&lt;br /&gt;Even though the stars are blind&lt;br /&gt;If you show me real love baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make you nice and naughty&lt;br /&gt;Be the devil and angel too&lt;br /&gt;Got a heart and soul and body&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what this love can do&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what this love can do&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm perfect for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby I'm perfect for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115207762843999236?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115207762843999236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115207762843999236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115207762843999236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115207762843999236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/07/bila-julai-stars-are-blind-by-paris.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115190046791032949</id><published>2006-07-03T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T16:46:19.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Fight Club&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was family outing day. We happily drove to Alamanda Putrajaya, our favorite hang out place all the time. I ordered Nasi Kerabu which I've never tried before and yeah the food was OK. Before eating I bought some Hot Mocha and Java Coffee that made me really high. I like Coffee very much but I can't stand them. My hands shaked a lot. I don't know how to explain &lt;em&gt;high&lt;/em&gt; in my context. It's not the feeling of joy and pride. It isn't the feeling of happy and energetic. I just felt high. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I got the right meaning. I always feel slightly intoxicated after drinking some coffee. Yeah that's the right words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that I went to work for night shift. Though I came a bit late, I managed to eat a slice of pizza. Thanks K.Lina for the pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title above has something to do with my post today. But I don't know how to start and arrange my words so that they won't hurt anybody. It happened early this morning. It wasn't actually "a fight" or a physical fight. Just a verbal or a little quarrel between girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever you are, if you read this, I'm sorry. I can't bear looking at your eyes. I know I'm wrong. Maybe we both wrong. So, please accept my apology. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S O R R Y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115190046791032949?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115190046791032949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115190046791032949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115190046791032949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115190046791032949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/07/fight-club-yesterday-was-family-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115163829596257975</id><published>2006-06-30T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T11:39:25.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TERIMA KASIH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/380/1600/diddy.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/380/200/diddy.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog ni dah berwajah baru. Gune template je. Nanti-nantilah aku tukar skin sendiri. Name pun graphic designer, cam klaka la kalo page sendiri pun tak reti design. Erm...2-3 hari lepas, aku ade bace blog sorang kawan aku, bukan kawan rapat pun, aku kenal diye thru my x-men-the last stand(x bf aku). Setahun lepas dia jatuh sakit. Aku terkejut gak dengar sebab sebelum ni dia sihat je. Tak sangke ye, anytime, anything can happen. Aku nangis bace blog diye. Baru aku tau betapa bestnye hidup aku ni. Hidup yang aku slalu complain ni. Aku sihat walafiat. Ade family, kawan, keje, duit. Tapi slalu sangat aku merungut. Hermmm.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas bace blog diye, aku trus tukar layout blog ni. Rase cam kene ade perubahan. Tagboard pun dah tukar cam diye punye. Hahah... Best gak gune cbox ni. Lebih simple dan cantek. Bile aku duduk sorang-sorang, aku slalu teringat diye, betapa hebatnya dan kuatnya dia menanggung sakit. Pastu putus ngan awek plak tu. Rase cam tengok drama. Tapi inilah hakikatnya dan realitinya. Benda ni btul2 happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab tu 2-3 hari ni aku semakin energetic. Aku gembira sebab aku sentiasa ada luck. Aku bukan nak bangga diri. Tapi memang semuanya berjalan lancar. Kalau ade sangkut dan jatuh sket, aku buat tak tau. Dalam masa yang sama, aku nak tolong orang susah. Tak suke tengok orang susah. Kalo boleh biarlah hidup diorang best cam hidup aku. Mane tau pasni kalo aku susah, ade orang nak tolong. Bak kata Ayon, "hidup kena ade give and take". Anyway ayon, tengkiu sebab ko bagi aku singgit aritu wat tambang monorail. Mase tu aku memang tekad nak jalan kaki sebab takde duit tambang. Thanks dude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ucapan terima kasih seterusnya ditujukan buat OC. Huhu. Sebab ko bagi pinjam CPU ko mase aku ngan nard btul2 terdesak. Susah-susah ko bawak CPU ke ofis. Sori jugak sebab aku terpatahkan wall hanger kat toilet ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih daun keladi kepada Erni Juliana. Sebab ko tabah mendengar cerita aku dan memberikan kata-kata bernas untuk aku jadikan pedoman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time kasih juge pade Che Nard sebab susah payah bawak aku ke sane ke mari. Sian ko. Huhu. Dan jgn lupe market gambo aku dalam handphone ko tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rase cam tengah tulis perghargaan dalam kulit album terbaru aku plak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan last but not least, terima kasih kepada diddy AF4 kerana memberi aku inspirasi untuk meneruskan kehidupan. AFUNDI DIDDY dan AFUNDI ETTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan jangan lupa hantarkan undian anda ke 32999. Pilihan di tangan anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gudbye JUNE. Can't wait for JULY. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115163829596257975?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115163829596257975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115163829596257975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115163829596257975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115163829596257975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/06/terima-kasih-blog-ni-dah-berwajah-baru.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115126095954592923</id><published>2006-06-26T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T08:43:30.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/380/1600/image7a_img2.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/380/200/image7a_img2.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku percaya, bila kita lihat orang lain senang dan bahagia, kita pun akan rasa happy dan bahagia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115126095954592923?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115126095954592923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115126095954592923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115126095954592923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115126095954592923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/06/aku-percaya-bila-kita-lihat-orang-lain.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-115103209730903536</id><published>2006-06-23T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T11:08:17.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aku baru je lepas melalui zaman kejatuhan dan kesusahan. Lame tul tak update blog. Alhamdulillah hari ni sume dah kembali normal. Tapi aku tak tau sampai bile. Kalau tak susah, bukan idup namenye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang pentingnya aku dah kembali gembira, walaupun aku moody aritu kat ofis - marah tak tentu pasal sambil mamakai headphone dan menutup kepala dengan sweater dan mendengar konsert Dewa-Live. Nasib baik bos tak dtg melawat, kalo tak...hampeh je..lagi moody jadinye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni aku nak cite pasal kawan aku name Che Nard atau Fazreen Nadia. Aku kenal nard mase mule-mule masuk mmu dulu sampai la dah keje ni. Dulu satu bilik, skang ni satu ofis, dan juge satu team. Memang aku banyak tau rahsia nard. Namun ada jugak rahsia dia yang aku tak tau, ye la tak sume bende boleh share. Nard ni slalu patah hati, tapi aku tengok walaupun slalu begini, dia tetap meneruskan hidup dengan senyuman. Kekadang slalu gak emo. &lt;em&gt;Aku pun.&lt;/em&gt; Banyak minat aku same ngan nard, sbb tu aku leh tahan lame kawan ngan diye. Nard suke music dan main guitar. Aku pun suke. Nard x terer main guitar, aku juga begitu. Huhuhu. Nard suke cuci mata tengok lelaki hensem, ehem...aku pun same. Memang sume yang nard 'taste', aku juga 'taste'. Ade satu bende yang tak same, iaitu, aku suke makan pedas, tapi nard tak suke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi takpe, pasangan kembar pun tak same. Inikan pulak kawan. Aku kenal ngan parents nard ni dan jugak adek-beradeknye. Mereka semuanya baik-baik belaka. Slalu gak dulu-dulu aku tido umah nard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em, kesimpulannya, kire nard ni best buddy aku la. Kalo ade ape2, aku bagitau nard. Kesian gak diye terpaksa simpan problem2 aku. Tapi takpe, nard ni tough orangnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la. Next post aku akan cite pasal kawan aku yang lain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-115103209730903536?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/115103209730903536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=115103209730903536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115103209730903536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/115103209730903536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/06/aku-baru-je-lepas-melalui-zaman.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-114731889163829664</id><published>2006-05-11T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T11:41:31.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Larut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin aku pernah juga merasakan cinta&lt;br /&gt;tapi tak pernah seindah ini&lt;br /&gt;mungkin aku juga pernah merasakan rindu&lt;br /&gt;tapi tak pernah sedalam ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin kamu takkan pernah percaya&lt;br /&gt;bahwa sesungguhnya aku t'lah terjatuh&lt;br /&gt;kuakui...aku...telah larut&lt;br /&gt;larut ke dalam...kamu...yg kucintai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-114731889163829664?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/114731889163829664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=114731889163829664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/114731889163829664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/114731889163829664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/05/larut-mungkin-aku-pernah-juga.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741529.post-114675857319544466</id><published>2006-05-04T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T00:02:53.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Saat jiwa bercelaru&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang-kadang rasa kosong. Kekadang rasa penuh sangat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila kosong, rasa bosan. Macam tak tau apa nak fikir dah. Macam dalam dunia ni hidup sorang-sorang. Macam tak ada subjek/topik nak dikeluarkan dari mulut. Fikiran terawang-awangan. Tak pasti apa yang mata ni nampak. Nampak macam kepulan awan, atau asap yang tak ada penghujung. Nampak sangat jauh, tak ada fokus langsung.Yang bestnya, masa-masa macam ni lah, dapat tidur lena. Lena macam baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa otak dah tepu, mata tiba-tiba jadi kabur. Tutup mata pun nampak warna-warni. Dada rasa berdebar-debar, pastu berdegup kencang. &lt;em&gt;Yang mana satu nak bereskan dulu ni? Kenapa macam tu? Kenapa macam ni? Macam mana ni?&lt;/em&gt; Tidur pusing kiri pusing kanan. Baring pun letih. Sedar-sedar dah pagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi takpe, selagi aku hidup dan mampu tersenyum, selagi aku ada orang-orang yang aku sayang. Tidur tak lena tu masalah kecik je. A piece of cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teringin nak makan carrot cake starbucks plak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741529-114675857319544466?l=eti307.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/feeds/114675857319544466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741529&amp;postID=114675857319544466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/114675857319544466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741529/posts/default/114675857319544466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eti307.blogspot.com/2006/05/saat-jiwa-bercelaru-kadang-kadang-rasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Etie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11446302663704046912'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>