<?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-4262811274949037725</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:47:26.204+08:00</updated><category term='ily'/><category term='billie jean'/><category term='rip'/><category term='fans'/><category term='black or white'/><category term='michael jackson'/><category term='death'/><title type='text'>The beauty of imperfection by the fabulous Kat</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-8076664519585658737</id><published>2009-11-04T11:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:52:38.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know my blog has been collecting dust and what nots. I even have the raya song.Haha, I've been busy and lazy to update. Hehehehehe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will update soon. Promise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao mon belles! ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-8076664519585658737?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/8076664519585658737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-know-my-blog-has-been-collecting-dust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/8076664519585658737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/8076664519585658737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-know-my-blog-has-been-collecting-dust.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-2974884169718385376</id><published>2009-09-12T02:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T03:40:13.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, so I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And surprise, surprise... I've even gotten a new blog song. Hahahaha.. walaupun aku sebenarnya takde mood nak celebrate raya. The only things I'm looking forward to are the yummy food. Hahahahaha, it's become a habit of us, both me and hubster, to only celebrate the first day. Thus, tak gunalah beli baju berpasang-pasang. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, I'm now in make-up school. Yes, yes...Kat the serabaibabigiler is now a bit knowledgeable in make-up. Sikit je, nak tahu asal sikit? Pasal taknak boast lah bodoh! LOL, I'm no make-up guru but at least my knowledge in make-up ain't that sucky. And ada orang suruh make-up kan dorang during Raya ehk.. HAHAHAHAHA, kalau aku make up kan dorang cam ni leh tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqhVO_NyQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/o7cRb7ipIP4/s1600-h/IMG_2640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380290091020044546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqhVO_NyQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/o7cRb7ipIP4/s400/IMG_2640.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                              Adik Jin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqhUdCtjII/AAAAAAAAAvo/Uk4NBNHwC6Y/s1600-h/IMG_2641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380290077612936322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqhUdCtjII/AAAAAAAAAvo/Uk4NBNHwC6Y/s400/IMG_2641.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         Sedih je dik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqhUKoc-TI/AAAAAAAAAvg/pYHDgcU-zBc/s1600-h/IMG_2642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380290072670959922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqhUKoc-TI/AAAAAAAAAvg/pYHDgcU-zBc/s400/IMG_2642.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Ni sumpah menakotkan ehk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqgySJPE1I/AAAAAAAAAvY/A7XS6_gMjtk/s1600-h/IMG_2643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380289490571957074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqgySJPE1I/AAAAAAAAAvY/A7XS6_gMjtk/s400/IMG_2643.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqgx6oCBsI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/zLznUy6slfc/s1600-h/IMG_2665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380289484258674370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqgx6oCBsI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/zLznUy6slfc/s400/IMG_2665.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Nenek Jin yg overfed. Mok cam babi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqgxWtvYSI/AAAAAAAAAvI/YPHr9TKxeq4/s1600-h/IMG_2660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380289474618941730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqgxWtvYSI/AAAAAAAAAvI/YPHr9TKxeq4/s400/IMG_2660.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqgw0CG2QI/AAAAAAAAAvA/tFzkbYnIpRA/s1600-h/IMG_2663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380289465309124866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqgw0CG2QI/AAAAAAAAAvA/tFzkbYnIpRA/s400/IMG_2663.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                              Ni apa pose? Kat's speciality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqgwax3IvI/AAAAAAAAAu4/ajz0ZbLJiMs/s1600-h/IMG_2664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380289458530099954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqgwax3IvI/AAAAAAAAAu4/ajz0ZbLJiMs/s400/IMG_2664.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 Kakak Jin mirror shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqfSwTAdxI/AAAAAAAAAuw/VoNmHBNcBvE/s1600-h/IMG_2668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380287849398564626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqfSwTAdxI/AAAAAAAAAuw/VoNmHBNcBvE/s400/IMG_2668.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     Kakak Jin Vogue shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqfSFP8iLI/AAAAAAAAAuo/mYvQYpYbYsU/s1600-h/IMG_2670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380287837842999474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqfSFP8iLI/AAAAAAAAAuo/mYvQYpYbYsU/s400/IMG_2670.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               Kami jin-jin yang vogue. Jin ok, not hanjing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqfRougVbI/AAAAAAAAAug/PSq4tofBk5Q/s1600-h/IMG_2690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380287830186546610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqfRougVbI/AAAAAAAAAug/PSq4tofBk5Q/s400/IMG_2690.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           Happy siol ni dua ekor jin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqfREBJJwI/AAAAAAAAAuY/6XnoJMmkB-Y/s1600-h/IMG_2705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380287820332607234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqfREBJJwI/AAAAAAAAAuY/6XnoJMmkB-Y/s400/IMG_2705.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Adik jin gembira lalu melompat kerana masih eligible utk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                            dpt duit raya tahun ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqfQmP9ryI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/GA4if_rdpgw/s1600-h/IMG_2712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380287812341706530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqfQmP9ryI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/GA4if_rdpgw/s400/IMG_2712.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Ni namanya, JINULAR pose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqd-n5rDwI/AAAAAAAAAuI/hrZyQYdmTHk/s1600-h/IMG_2770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380286404035809026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqd-n5rDwI/AAAAAAAAAuI/hrZyQYdmTHk/s400/IMG_2770.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     Kat's special pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqd-cozecI/AAAAAAAAAuA/-UIXIaSFPvg/s1600-h/IMG_2792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380286401012267458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqd-cozecI/AAAAAAAAAuA/-UIXIaSFPvg/s400/IMG_2792.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     Ballerina overweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqd9sJWqcI/AAAAAAAAAt4/OKckPHHgsXM/s1600-h/IMG_2805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380286387995453890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqd9sJWqcI/AAAAAAAAAt4/OKckPHHgsXM/s400/IMG_2805.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           Jin &amp;amp; Tonik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqd9HuSrUI/AAAAAAAAAtw/yOuTj1Q5nmY/s1600-h/IMG_2811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380286378218270018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqd9HuSrUI/AAAAAAAAAtw/yOuTj1Q5nmY/s400/IMG_2811.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                Lansing Lansing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380286369589434786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqd8nlBGaI/AAAAAAAAAto/Sy1c5RMQL-I/s400/IMG_2814.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             Sib baek tak jatoh.... LOL...tapi nenek jin sakit pinggang lepas tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380284978145075778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqcroC1IkI/AAAAAAAAAtY/5Mwaws3QZ20/s400/IMG_2891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Nenek Jin jadi marah lalu menghalau mereka keluar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqcsK5b3PI/AAAAAAAAAtg/CQ7ykxOxgY0/s1600-h/IMG_2899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380284987500911858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqcsK5b3PI/AAAAAAAAAtg/CQ7ykxOxgY0/s400/IMG_2899.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    Kerana nak masuk, adik jin buat muka kesian macam ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqcrIF0mAI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/IVMPOVFbD1k/s1600-h/IMG_2918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380284969567688706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqcrIF0mAI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/IVMPOVFbD1k/s400/IMG_2918.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              Lepas tu mereka pecah masuk rumah dan menghentak kepala &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                               nenek jin hingga berdarah macam ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqcqju8a8I/AAAAAAAAAtI/vRHFv3fNrOI/s1600-h/IMG_2911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380284959808056258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqcqju8a8I/AAAAAAAAAtI/vRHFv3fNrOI/s400/IMG_2911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    Nenek jin mengamok dan menghentak kepala kakak &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                jin ke kerusi sehinga ia berdarah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqcqFnjeDI/AAAAAAAAAtA/rxeQo_TpEYY/s1600-h/IMG_2933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380284951723997234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqcqFnjeDI/AAAAAAAAAtA/rxeQo_TpEYY/s400/IMG_2933.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             Adik Jin pon turut kena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqbh8WmuFI/AAAAAAAAAs4/IQzCrqRmL3Y/s1600-h/IMG_2938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380283712286406738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqbh8WmuFI/AAAAAAAAAs4/IQzCrqRmL3Y/s400/IMG_2938.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Lepas tu mereka merajok dan turun ke bawah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqbhcG0CtI/AAAAAAAAAsw/14A0mo7aWHM/s1600-h/IMG_2950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380283703630236370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqbhcG0CtI/AAAAAAAAAsw/14A0mo7aWHM/s400/IMG_2950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    Kakak jin mengajak nenek jin main slide... tapi mereka tak sedar diri. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                  Badan dah lah mok, naik slide sekali stuck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqbg1_MwvI/AAAAAAAAAso/i06Pb-3PKBc/s1600-h/IMG_2953a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380283693397754610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sqqbg1_MwvI/AAAAAAAAAso/i06Pb-3PKBc/s400/IMG_2953a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               Adik jin terpaksa dikunci didalam peti besi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqbgfJPZdI/AAAAAAAAAsg/1PbUhEIVkvU/s1600-h/IMG_2957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380283687265854930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqbgfJPZdI/AAAAAAAAAsg/1PbUhEIVkvU/s400/IMG_2957.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Apabila penat, mereka pun pulang.. Dalam perjalanan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                            pulang terjumpa dua ekor serigala jadi-jadian menaiki lift yang sama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqbfzyPbRI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Uw2mJzQLJ6o/s1600-h/IMG_2962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380283675626663186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqbfzyPbRI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Uw2mJzQLJ6o/s400/IMG_2962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        Terimalah pose terakhir kami. Untuk peminat-peminat kami, janga lupa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                       beli album kami yang bertajuk JINGELABAH. Beli yang original sahaja ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kakak and adik jin sila lah tag.. sapa2 yang nak tag pon boleh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now nenek jin nak sambung chat kat msn ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao mon belles!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-2974884169718385376?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/2974884169718385376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/09/haha-so-im-back-and-surprise-surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2974884169718385376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2974884169718385376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/09/haha-so-im-back-and-surprise-surprise.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SqqhVO_NyQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/o7cRb7ipIP4/s72-c/IMG_2640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-1352915448953240960</id><published>2009-08-26T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:29:32.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I said I was gonna be gone for a short while but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much things to say but don't know how to put them into words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling frustrated but I cannot let my feelings show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubster's been working twice as hard as he's been over the last few months, but none of his work is appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update my blog after buka. Jadi aku boleh luahkan perasaan ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, mon belles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-1352915448953240960?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/1352915448953240960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-i-said-i-was-gonna-be-gone-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1352915448953240960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1352915448953240960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-i-said-i-was-gonna-be-gone-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-6957806929736979061</id><published>2009-08-07T05:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:54:12.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On a short absence, be back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-6957806929736979061?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-5884971904213203349</id><published>2009-07-31T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:54:42.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Warning utk semua jantan-jantan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JADI LELAKI, oppps sorry, JADI JANTAN JANGAN KELEPEH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-5884971904213203349?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/5884971904213203349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/warning-utk-semua-jantan-jantan-jadi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5884971904213203349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5884971904213203349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/warning-utk-semua-jantan-jantan-jadi.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-7870041273201109656</id><published>2009-07-30T04:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T05:17:16.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sumpah aku pissed off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And aku malas nak amik tahu... susahkan diri sendiri buat apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang pening and aku yang stresskan diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal, padahal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sumpah malas dot com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't think kita hadap dengan barang-barang tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh wtf lah siak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku betol-betol pissed off. It's like making us seem like we're the wolves in your relationship. We are the ones who are forcing you to break up. Have we force you? We ask you repeatedly, but then we realise that we can't force you. Your life is in your hands. We're not trying to say what we are asking you to do is right. But look at your relationship, if it is like what you said then of course as friends, we are angry. Tell me which friend will not be angry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have my own internet connection. My friend, Bella has her own mobile phone which is still an up-to-date phone. So for once, don't even think that we want your stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, aku sungguh mengamok. If you wanna twist your own sad story, please don't do it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, as a friend I feel that I have been manipulated. I never look at friends as obstacles. Friends are there to share your sorrows and happiness. I never judge my friends, I never pick  and choose my friends. I'm happy as long as my friends can accept me for who I am. And I'm happy as long as they're happy. Kalau dorang sedih, mestilah aku pun sedih. Kalau dorang marah, mesti lah aku pun marah. Takkan aku ni batu, orang confide dengan aku, I can still be cold like a stone. Of course aku marah with all the sob stories you've been telling me. Aku marah because I know you deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when this kinda things happen and  somehow both me and Bella really felt manipulated, all I can say is... you are made for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why your friend are no longer bothered about you. You bring it upon yourself. Sorry, but seriously look at the situation with an open eye. Don't just think about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir kata, Gomenasai, Sayonara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Gomenasai - sorry&lt;br /&gt;*Sayonara - goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-7870041273201109656?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/7870041273201109656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/sumpah-aku-pissed-off-sumpah-and-aku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7870041273201109656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7870041273201109656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/sumpah-aku-pissed-off-sumpah-and-aku.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-1497356500183727521</id><published>2009-07-29T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T12:44:56.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd entry of the day. Sorry, suddenly feel like got so many things to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, I'd like to say what Malaysian newspaper, KOSMO!, wrote about Allahyarham Yasmin Ahmad is downright unethical. She's gone, just let her soul rest. What happened before or what she was before shouldn't be brought up. Come on, Malaysia ain't Hollywood whereby tons of paparazzi lies waiting for a bad trip done by a celebrity. Malaysia is an Islamic country whereby, most of the citizens are Malays. Even the non-malays understand the malay language. Even more understands the Islamic foundations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I saw what I saw on FB, I feel it's downright shameful. Yes, even though you're a cheap newspaper(just RM1 for one newspaper) but please, don't be cheap on the articles. Don't go slandering people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journalist who wrote the article really should think twice, no make that a gazillion times before proceeding with it. You're just hurting more people who loves her. And the editor who approved of it, please stop trying to make your newspaper more sellable. It won't work in Malaysia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never liked judging people. No, I feel it's  not in our place to judge them. Leave all the judging to the Almighty. Let Allah deal with the person's doings when he/she meets Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, there is this particular blog and group in FB which I can't say I condone but it's like you know, bleargh. Gasak dorang lah. Like I always say, gasak orang lain nak jadi apa. Kubur sendiri-sendiri. What we can do is give advice. Yes, give advice w/o letting others know about it. Jangan gembar-gemburkan yang 'hey, she used to be a slut till i talked her out of it.' But then again, to each his own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not perfect. I'm not perfect. I realise that, therefore I've never judge the people in my surroundings. Any bad comments, keep it to myself. Any good comments that is worthy to be heard, let others hear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah-sudah lah mengaibkan orang, you're nowhere near perfect pon. You kept saying about dosa orang, what about your own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy wednesday mon belles!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so having the mid week blues. Just wanna laze in bed doing nothing. Yes, yes Kat FEMALAS! LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao mon belles, time to continue snoozing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-1497356500183727521?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/1497356500183727521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/2nd-entry-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1497356500183727521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1497356500183727521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/2nd-entry-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-6810182482980456075</id><published>2009-07-29T02:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T02:39:12.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have actually wanted to post up entries with pictures.. tapi nanti-nantilah ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to receive the pics from Irna and Leedya. Hehehehe... Takpe, once my 400d is out from the doctor I'll regularly have pics loaded here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday's class was okay. I was trembling and deep shit scared!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I started off crapppppyyyyy... but at the end of the day, I'm okay with the outcome. Okay means not satisfied and will try again next week. So sapa nak jadi model saya next week? Leedya? Hehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go off to bed. Been feeling lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, mon belles!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-6810182482980456075?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/6810182482980456075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/hehehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/6810182482980456075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/6810182482980456075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/hehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-2952404937408080619</id><published>2009-07-27T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:06:02.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While on break yesterday, I heard the song Terlalu Istimewa by Adibah Noor and my mind went straight to the late Yasmin Ahmad. I almost cried if not for the fact that I'm at a wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's indeed a very special figure. Someone like MJ, who can unify different races from different walks of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talented people are more loved by Allah than us. Their short and temporary presence in our life, directly or indirectly, always leave a mark etched deep in our hearts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to class! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck ay, mon belles! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-2952404937408080619?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/2952404937408080619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/while-on-break-yesterday-i-heard-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2952404937408080619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2952404937408080619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/while-on-break-yesterday-i-heard-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-7998865254305126979</id><published>2009-07-26T02:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T02:50:40.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had the song on repeat play. I've been listening to the song over and over again these past few days. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And little did I know, that it would significantly be tied to the passing of one of my favorite director. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love all her works, I have been looking forward for her latest projects. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yasmin Ahmad, you will always be in our hearts. Please recite Al Fatiha for her. May her soul be blessed and may she be placed alongside the people of faith. Amin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gtsOTfece5A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gtsOTfece5A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 17px; font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12px;"&gt;Sayu terpisah&lt;br /&gt;hikayat indah kini hanya tinggal sejarah&lt;br /&gt;berhembus angin rindu&lt;br /&gt;begitu nyamannya terhidu wangian kasihmu&lt;br /&gt;hujan lebat mencurah kini&lt;br /&gt;bagaikan tiada henti&lt;br /&gt;kaulah laguku kau irama terindah&lt;br /&gt;tak lagi kudengari&lt;br /&gt;kau pergi.. pergi..&lt;br /&gt;sepi tanpa kata&lt;br /&gt;terdiam dan kaku tak daya kau kulupa&lt;br /&gt;apa pun kata mereka&lt;br /&gt;biarkan kenangan berbunga di ranting usia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 17px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 17px;font-size:12px;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-7998865254305126979?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/7998865254305126979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-had-song-on-repeat-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7998865254305126979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7998865254305126979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-had-song-on-repeat-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-1013205128070632328</id><published>2009-07-24T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:41:05.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna be bit busy this weekend. Weddings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later today I have class to go to, alone! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm Kat, you can do it! Must have determination!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia you Kat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ekekekekke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao mon belles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-1013205128070632328?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/1013205128070632328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-gonna-be-bit-busy-this-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1013205128070632328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1013205128070632328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-gonna-be-bit-busy-this-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-2741515041126431295</id><published>2009-07-22T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:28:51.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SmXmMRKigVI/AAAAAAAAArI/NVVMcqyR5TI/s1600-h/kurma..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360944029894869330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SmXmMRKigVI/AAAAAAAAArI/NVVMcqyR5TI/s400/kurma..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kurma or dates are very nutritious and it has been proved that they are part of a healthy diet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Prophet, Nabi Muhammad(S.A.W) is reported to have said, "If anyone of you is fasting, let him break his fast with dates. In case he does not have them, then with water. Verily water is a purifier."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Prophet used to break his fast with dates. If he couldn't find any, he'd substitute them with dried grapes. If they were too unavailable, he'd have a few sips of water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dates can be used to cure sore throats, cold, broncial catarrh, to relieve fever and it can also counteract alcohol intoxication. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, hurry up and buy one now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-2741515041126431295?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/2741515041126431295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/kurma-or-dates-are-very-nutritious-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2741515041126431295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2741515041126431295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/kurma-or-dates-are-very-nutritious-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SmXmMRKigVI/AAAAAAAAArI/NVVMcqyR5TI/s72-c/kurma..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-5985080268603963835</id><published>2009-07-20T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:44:28.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll update with pics soon k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I effing sick. Dah batok, selsema plak. Tak suka lah aku..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah tu, I'm hoping to get well today tapi nari macam makin parah je. Cb!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, update soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now gotta eat lunch, wash the clothes and then off to class!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-5985080268603963835?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/5985080268603963835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/ill-update-with-pics-soon-k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5985080268603963835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5985080268603963835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/ill-update-with-pics-soon-k.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-7987392122627381838</id><published>2009-07-19T07:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T07:25:52.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The last few days has been rather hectic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick to the max, in fact I'm still sick now as I'm typing this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nose is runny, the cough is getting worse, the sore throat's almost gone, the fever's gone already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, since hubster had to cover for my video job in Ubi, I so-called 'covered' his job in Hougang. He was understanding enough to do that. So I took on the role of 'director of poses' to help one of our photographer. Kesian Fas, to take pics memang lah dia tahu tapi first time jadi main photographer, member badi-badi takut gambar tak cukup. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So despite being sick, I still attended the engagement and directed a pose or two. The only downslide was that the event was supposedly to start at 3pm but entah macam mana, kita terdatang awal. Fas was more pitiful, he came at 11.30 am!! I reached the location at only 1.20 pm! Tu pun I thought I was late. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared that the majlis cock-up that I gave Mamat my phone and asked him to go find the house to pass Fas the flash. Lepas tu, begok nye Kat tak ingat unit number, cuma tahu tingkat 8. DUH! And I got freaking lost!! How does one get lost in a blk? Who gets lost in a HDB blk? KAT! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to the nearest public phone, tried dialling hubster number tapi didn't exactly remember his number. Selalu leh ingat, tapi semalam boleh jadi bodoh tak ingat. LOL! Instead of dialling 2563, I dialled 2513/2153. LOL! Dah tu, out of frustrations, tears rolled down. Imagine lah, sakit-sakit pastu turun naik block yang lift cuma ada on level 1,6 and 11, which means I had to turun naik tangga. Dah lah kelaparan, dengan kepala berat, dengan idong yang berlari, dengan batok yang sangat kronik...dalam semua tu, out of confusion I guess I totally forgot hubster's number. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end I decided to wait in front of the lifts, praying that Mamat would be smart enough to turun bawah and look for me. Sekali tengah tunggu dorang, sedih seii. It was more because of the frustrations, marah diri sendiri for not being alert/smart enough. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla, bla, bla... wrapped up the whole thing at around 11 plus pm. Haha...coba kamu fikir 3-11 plus pm. Kesian kami-kami, i.e , Fas &amp;amp; me yang sakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, despite being sick... with idong berlari and batok, I made a promise with hubster and the boys that I'd follow them out today. For a picnic. Yeah! Picnic dok!! Da bape lama tak gi picnic? Ekekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that actually explains why I am up so early. Later going Shing Siong then off for a day of picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend your weekend wisely guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, mon belles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-7987392122627381838?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/7987392122627381838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-few-days-has-been-rather-hectic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7987392122627381838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7987392122627381838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-few-days-has-been-rather-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-2518181262187113306</id><published>2009-07-16T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:44:18.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been receiving emails and sms-es regarding this old woman who carries a miss cantik and sells keropok around Singapore. It freaked me out, seriously I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had a convo with hubster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H:So what happen to the people who bought her keropok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M:They end up with really bad keropok lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H:(laughs) Just that? (and he proceeded to laugh out loud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M:Yeah, I guess so. (laughing also)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Wah good ah the nenek, got new marketing strategy. Next time someone asks her, how did she manage to sell so many keropoks, she will answer oh I have my marketing plan, i.e use miss cantik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I cannot help but laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick, coughing and my throat is so scratchy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, mon belles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and don't fall sick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-2518181262187113306?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/2518181262187113306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-been-receiving-emails-and-sms-es.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2518181262187113306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2518181262187113306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-been-receiving-emails-and-sms-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-1234991862105941559</id><published>2009-07-15T19:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:07:31.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally changed my blogskin after searching for one for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also changed the song on my blog. Still am addicted to Zee Avi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday class was superduper funfun. And I became the 'clown'. Haha. Terasa weird ekh balik naik train from East side to North in thick make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my stuff already, waiting for the palletes and M.A.C stuff to arrive. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've gone totally bonkers! Totally make up crazy, thanks to Irna and Nirah. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to next week's class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling sick. Ni semua gara-gara Mamat lah ni. He has fever then lie down beside me. Now I feel like I'm getting sick. Haish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my strepsils and barley drink!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick,sick, sick!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, mon belles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-1234991862105941559?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/1234991862105941559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-finally-changed-my-blogskin-after.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1234991862105941559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1234991862105941559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-finally-changed-my-blogskin-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-3835869567257347704</id><published>2009-07-13T13:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:08:53.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Nonoi, that time your picture when you were small came out on tv and suratkhabar right?" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baffled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ah yeah."(kes malas nak layan jadi jawab sembarang je.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why ah?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speechless. Budak-budak ni pikir satu Singapore ni ada satu Nonoi aje ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malas nak layan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hubster and Mamat had a laughing fit when I told them. If that was me, it would simply mean that (i) I grow up too fast or (ii) I'm a ghost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either way, scary shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao, mon belles! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-3835869567257347704?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/3835869567257347704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/nonoi-that-time-your-picture-when-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/3835869567257347704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/3835869567257347704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/nonoi-that-time-your-picture-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-6307087364100417388</id><published>2009-07-08T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:04:18.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SlRvHJdbxcI/AAAAAAAAArA/Nz7nKBQQ5p0/s1600-h/michael-jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356028025439503810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SlRvHJdbxcI/AAAAAAAAArA/Nz7nKBQQ5p0/s320/michael-jackson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Before you judge me, try hard to love me..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the lines from my favorite song from MJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching the tribute early this morning, I cried. Yes, buckets. I never told anyone this but he was a HUGE part of my childhood. In fact, he is still a BIG part of my life. Because he seems selfless, despite whatever people continue to assume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried each time I see news of him, I cried each time I see his clips, I cried each time listening to his songs, yes, I'm crying, even now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Him passing on, is like getting to know that Peter Pan is dead. The boy who never grew up is dead. I bet the whole of Neverland would be in grieve, including Captain Hook and the mean crocodile with the ticking clock in him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite him being ridiculed by the world, by people who never seem to understand him, he put on a smile. He continued smiling and laughing and getting on with life. But for how long can he put up with all the bad vibes? How long can one man stand all the negativity, not from one person but from millions? We celebrated his songs and yet condone what he done without knowing him what his life is like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We judge him too soon, despite knowing that only God can judge us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While watching the tribute, I cried when Brooke Shields gave a speech, I cried even more when Jermaine Jackson sang Michael's favorite song, Smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when Usher choked while singing, Gone Too Soon, I cried too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe those who aren't a big fan of his will never understand why I cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like losing a hero. Someone whom you've always look up to because somehow he made the world simpler. United all religions and races. Be it black, be it white. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had numerous hits, he had numerous fans and many impersonators. But people could only imitate him, they can never be him. He is undoubtedly, the King Of Pop. The Numero Uno entertainer. His songs will live in his family and his fans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will continue to cry, in my heart, each time I listen to his songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michael, you will be greatly missed. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356027555550099874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SlRury_EeaI/AAAAAAAAAq4/jbpmUWZw2NU/s320/michael_jackson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-6307087364100417388?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/6307087364100417388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/before-you-judge-me-try-hard-to-love-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/6307087364100417388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/6307087364100417388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/before-you-judge-me-try-hard-to-love-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SlRvHJdbxcI/AAAAAAAAArA/Nz7nKBQQ5p0/s72-c/michael-jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-5938693079185711587</id><published>2009-07-07T09:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:14:10.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saya suka tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa saya suka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada lah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-5938693079185711587?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/5938693079185711587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/saya-suka-tau.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5938693079185711587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5938693079185711587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/saya-suka-tau.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-3050482566483690123</id><published>2009-07-06T03:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T03:41:35.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My initial plan was to sleep. But I can't sleep. Gaah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell down just now. Macam nangka busuk. And now my elbow hurts. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am looking forward for later. I mean the later part of the day event. Not the early morning babysitting that I have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, today is a school holiday cos Youth Day was yesterday. So for all the youths, HAPPY YOUTH DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm becoming more make up crazy. ehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, mon belles..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get some shut eye...hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-3050482566483690123?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/3050482566483690123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-initial-plan-was-to-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/3050482566483690123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/3050482566483690123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-initial-plan-was-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-7089425227763562893</id><published>2009-07-04T02:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T03:40:00.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sk5ZUGb4m2I/AAAAAAAAAqw/1VC3TWakUZw/s1600-h/IMG_8698.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very sexcited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, sexcited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEEHHHEHEHE..&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/4262811274949037725-7089425227763562893?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/7089425227763562893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-very-sexcited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7089425227763562893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7089425227763562893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-very-sexcited.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-1715458098134938371</id><published>2009-07-01T07:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T07:52:59.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rain patters on the window&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been feeling so low&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes it's so hard to not cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When deep inside you felt something die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncommon facets of life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuts you deep like a knife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes it's best that you've learned to smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though your happiness has run away for miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In your heart, you wanna do what's right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sometimes it's so hard to see the light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've been doing something wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But how do you stop doing it after so long? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How happy you are to see little children &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who have a keen sense of innocence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes you wish you are just like them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never wanting to grow up, not wanting to be condemn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was then that you realise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That there's no stopping of lies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lies are what kept your whole life going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the ones that has kept you forwarding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's sometimes is more better to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relax, I am okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But each time you go to bed each night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't stop but to do it with fright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fearing what tomorrow brings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You try to brush it aside, the matter lingering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because deep in your heart you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Problems aren't solving themselves tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dealing with it is like facing the demons,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something you wanna do but not at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Running away from it may seem best &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But instead it is making quite a mess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You try to tell yourself this and that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it sometimes just gets you boiling mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for now put it on halt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep it safe in a foolproof vault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Kat, Uncontemplated Thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-1715458098134938371?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/1715458098134938371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/rain-patters-on-window-ive-been-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1715458098134938371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1715458098134938371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/07/rain-patters-on-window-ive-been-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-1634933091144263855</id><published>2009-06-26T08:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:09:26.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='billie jean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black or white'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rip'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up this morning to the sound of Nicole belting out 'I Will Survive'. That's my sms ringtone. What a shocker I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Michael jackson has died and i feel like crying man! Omg. :("&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sent me opening my eyes big-big and switching on my laptop. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I googled about him and saw numerous links about his death. And suddenly I was chatting with Naj, talking about him, listening to his songs. It's been a while since I last listened to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs like Childhood, Heal The World, You Rock My World, Billie Jean, Black Or White, etc are synonymous with his name. He's the one singer who united the blacks and the whites. In fact he united the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The singer who never wanna grow up, had his own Neverland is now gone too soon. Millions of people will mourn and cry for him. That shows how much he is loved. And the power of one man who manage to make people listen and notice him will make the whole world weeping with sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are his fans will love him because he's special. The haters tend to look at a whole different perspective. But either way, MJ will always be imprinted in everyone's mind as the man who brought the world together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like they say, singers come and goes, only a legend stays. He is indeed the one and only King Of Pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP MJ my hero, ily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-1634933091144263855?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/1634933091144263855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/woke-up-this-morning-to-sound-of-nicole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1634933091144263855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1634933091144263855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/woke-up-this-morning-to-sound-of-nicole.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-4911634864973490906</id><published>2009-06-25T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:54:13.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have the designs for this year's baju kurung. I must say that it's not the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna leak it out to the in laws because I don't want them stealing my ideas like last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this years, plans are strictly kept secret. The color of the fabric is known to them; green. But the designs, the hairdos and the accessories will be kept under scrutiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sungguh penat jaga dua orang budak yang macam beruk terlepas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them are so whiny. Too whiny for my own comfort. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakkal lah aku kenangkan mak dorang, kesiankan nenek dorang...kalau tak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasib baik lah hari ni last day jaga dorang. Nasib baiklah dorang bukan anak aku...kalau tak, siap penampar. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a weakness. I cannot stand whiny kids. Especially boys. And I tell you, dorang tak dengar cakap langsung even from their own mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the future of tomorrow's kids?  Whiny+insolent+crybabies?? OHNOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao mon belles, I need to go to sleep now if I want to wake up tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-4911634864973490906?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/4911634864973490906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-designs-for-this-years-baju.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/4911634864973490906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/4911634864973490906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-designs-for-this-years-baju.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-5347179696924722546</id><published>2009-06-22T10:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:44:38.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P/s: terlupa plak. hubster off to Sim Lim with my brother and cuzzin. SO NOT FAIR LA KAN?!?bila i have to babysit dorang keluar beramai-ramai. Bila I'm at home, tak nak plak??! BENCI TAOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! hmmmpphh.. ok dah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-5347179696924722546?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/5347179696924722546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/ps-terlupa-plak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5347179696924722546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5347179696924722546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/ps-terlupa-plak.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-2935607258135576027</id><published>2009-06-22T10:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:36:44.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happy Monday Blues Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok..sent the kids to ngaji so that means I have till 10.50 to relax. Hectic lah jaga budak-budak ni. Luckily tomorrow no need, just left with Wed and Thurs. Phew!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm basically okay kalau nak melayan dorang bebual, pot pet pot pet but when they start nak main hide and seek, starts wanting to play soccer and what nots...TIRING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because they don't want to be the seeker, the goalkeeper and other positions. They just wanna be playing the fun posts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAK ADIL!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I also wanna play hide and seek and not be the seeker! I also wanna play soccer but I dont wanna be the goalie. All the so not fun posts!! TAK ACI!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the time, I'll have Mamat come and take over the babysitting. He'll spend around 2 hours here playing with them... and me? I'll be snoozing somewhere. I know it's very irrresponsible of me, but the kids are 7 and 8 years old. Furthermore, Mamat is capable of looking after the two monstas, I must say. He can layan their antics with more dignity than me though half the time, he gets bullied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, my stomach is rumbling...gue lapar sih! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See ya later, alligator!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao mon belles!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-2935607258135576027?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/2935607258135576027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-monday-blues-day-ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2935607258135576027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2935607258135576027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-monday-blues-day-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-4531716125139324323</id><published>2009-06-16T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:31:14.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm craving for KFC zinger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like lama gitu tak makan Zinger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another babysitting day tomorrow. Apa nak buat eh jadi budak-budak tu tak menyetan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geram, pakkal anak orang. Kalau anak aku abis lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLX~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sebenarnya malas nak blog ... hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ciao mon belles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-4531716125139324323?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/4531716125139324323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-craving-for-kfc-zinger-seems-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/4531716125139324323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/4531716125139324323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-craving-for-kfc-zinger-seems-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-688871563164881183</id><published>2009-06-12T04:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T04:21:45.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel satisfied this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- watched Monster vs Aliens.&lt;br /&gt;- ate at Galley By The Straits.&lt;br /&gt;- bought Sims 3 PC game. Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!! Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only down side to it is that Sims 3 can't be played on my lappy so I have to play it on hubster's workstation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh, we're going to JB this weekend for food and kain hunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to babysit the kids again next week for 4 days in a row. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, mau tido sih! So sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, mon belles!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-688871563164881183?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/688871563164881183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-satisfied-this-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/688871563164881183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/688871563164881183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-satisfied-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-8245002956004176984</id><published>2009-06-10T10:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:05:28.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have I told you how much I loveeeeee being in my room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love mingling on bed, I just love being in my room. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my room the most because it's comfortable. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also because it smells sooooo nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubster and myself have been addicted to The Body Shop Home Fragrance Oil. We bought cranberry at first because it was so sweet smelling. But when our supply of cranberry oil finished, we headed to TBS to stock it up. To our disappointment, they had a new fragrance oil on display. It was Japanese Bloom or something along that line, I don't like the flowery smell. So the sales person recommended Satsume, which I hated. Hubster likes it much though. It kinda gives you the fresh smell. But I don't like it, it was too orangey. So I asked if they had something sweet smelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sales person showed me the strawberry fragrance oil and I fell in love with it!! It is so scrumptious! It's just what I wanted. Tak dapat cranberry, dapat strawberry pon ok lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I got home that night, I poured the strawberry oil into the diffuser and my oh my, my room smells yummilicious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those who wants their house to be smelling sweet. Get the fragrance oil from TBS. It's better than any of those Airwick brands. Bit expensive but a small bottle can last for around a month. It works relatively well in an air-conditioned room rather than one that has no air con.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isosukamybaubiliknow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm craving for Hor Fun from Galley By The Straits. In case you don't know where that is, it is located at SAF Yacht Club. SAF Yacht Club is located just beside Sembawang Camp. If you're not familiar with the place, it could be hard to find as it's kinda ulu. Better to take your own vehicle or a cab there as walking distance from the bus stop is around 10-15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food there is scrumptious. Delicious. Up till today, I can never find another shop that sells better Hor Fun. It's been awhile since I went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With nice ambience as it's by the sea, Galley By The Straits is a bit pricey but the food makes up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? I'm going there for lunch!! Hehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I gotta get ready for lunch date with hubster and prolly a movie afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, mon belles!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-8245002956004176984?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/8245002956004176984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-i-told-you-how-much-i-loveeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/8245002956004176984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/8245002956004176984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-i-told-you-how-much-i-loveeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-3083127167372129904</id><published>2009-06-08T15:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:39:49.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAYA PENAT. HEADACHY. BODYACHY. PENAT SESUNGGUHNYA. SAYA RASA MCM NAK TIDO SATU HARI AJE TAPI OLEH KERANA SAYA LAPAR SANGAT, SAYA BANGUN DAN MAKAN. SEKARANG SAYA SEDANG MENIKMATI VIDEOS DI YOUTUBE. TERIMA KASIH MOKTELYAMJA KERANA MEMBERI SAYA LINK BERIKUT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CIAO, MON BELLES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEKIAN. WASALAM. SAYA NAK SAMBUNG RELEK-RELEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-3083127167372129904?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/3083127167372129904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/saya-penat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/3083127167372129904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/3083127167372129904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/saya-penat.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-2539836066420919704</id><published>2009-06-04T08:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:25:50.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Selamat pagi, my beautifuls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon matin, mon belles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While browsing through a friend's blog, I clicked play on the vid posted. Well, the vid is kinda funny because of the way the guy pronounces twenty as ten ten and thirty as ten ten ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really makes me wonder is, why do the Japanese like to go through this kinda physical torture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts when you're being caned in the butt. And you can practically hear the cane hitting the flesh. Ouch, I winced a few times. But despite the pain factor, it is pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Japanese sure have a good imagination when it comes to testing out human's level of endurance. There are ridiculous and absurd shows that originates from the land of the rising sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'll let you guys enjoy the clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NMHJszvPmzs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NMHJszvPmzs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining yet again today but I didn't overslept. I woke up on time. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu-waktu gini best untuk golek-golek atas katil. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time to golek-golek before I send the next kid to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, mon belles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-2539836066420919704?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/2539836066420919704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/selamat-pagi-my-beautifuls-bon-matin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2539836066420919704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2539836066420919704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/selamat-pagi-my-beautifuls-bon-matin.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-7531226942727113334</id><published>2009-06-03T13:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:28:18.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the fans of Habiburrahman EL Shirazy, otherwise known as Kang Abik, the man behind the simply moving Ayat-Ayat Cinta. Be prepared for the 2nd movie adapted from his books,&lt;a href="http://www.filmketikacintabertasbih.com/"&gt; Ketika Cinta Bertasbih&lt;/a&gt;. You can catch the trailer at the site that I've linked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's out in Indonesia on 11 June 09, I'm not really sure when it will hit Singapore and Malaysia theatres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's also a song from the soundtrack, of the same title, sung by Melly Goeslow and Amee. It's on my playlist, right after Zee Avi's songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342986684238961842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SiYaFLm0nLI/AAAAAAAAAqo/a3Hur7GRGU0/s320/KCB_wallpaper01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342986680893828274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SiYaE_JR7LI/AAAAAAAAAqg/qnckcI7kTbg/s320/ketika-cinta-bertasbih.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342986677462781186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SiYaEyXQTQI/AAAAAAAAAqY/m24d0W33Gq0/s320/ketika-cinta-bertasbih-ii1.jpg" /&gt;I, for once, can't wait to get my hands on the books. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my arm's killing me. You know, the joint part in between your shoulder and your arm. That's the part that's killing me. I think I must have overstretched or something. It's like painful each time I want to lift my hands up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I overslept this morning. Sadar je, tengok jam handphone menandakan jam 7.52 am! Kelam kabut aku bergegas bangun and kejut si Mamat tu. I ask him to cuci muka and send the kids to school. Remedial starts at 8 and I just woke up! Apadah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, the funny thing is when Mamat went over, the kids haven't even put on their uniforms. I stood by the pintu for about 5 minutes before making my way to my neighbour's house. Rupa-rupanya, it's not only me who woke up late...the kids pun sama! Hahaha, their grandma said it's cos of the rain. Yalorh, syiok lah tido pagi-pagi. I actually woke up at 6.50 am, then I said nevermind la bole tido lagi, 7.20 can wake up and siap. Sekali kau...terlajak! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freaking hate my brother. He's an ill temper lazybum who tak sedar diri! Benci benci benci!! He kept asking Mamat to go back home lah, etc2. So many vulgar words come out of his mouth. Dia tak sedar ke, Mamat duduk sini bukan makan free. His dad drops by every beginning of the month to pass his expenses money to my mum. He's the freeloader here, tak sedar diri! Like my mum said, "Kau tu yang makan free!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has been complaining, no, actually more to begging. He's been asking my brother to find a job asap and help him. We do have enough to eat. I pay the bills, whereas dad takes care of the kitchen stuff. Only sometimes, when dad gets his pay late then mum would ask for money from me. But most of the time, she doesn't. My mum's the type of person who doesn't like to mintak duit dari anak sesuka hati. Every single cent that I gave her, she'll pay me back. I've said no need to return it numerous times to her but she still pays me back, if not by cash then she'll buy breakfast for us every morning eventhough knowing that we are the types who don't eat breakfast. And when either my brother or Mamat knocks on the bedroom door, we'll be forced to drag our sleepyheads and ass off the bed and eat bfast. Not that it's a bad thing but when you sleep at 6 plus in the morning and having to wake up at 9 plus, it's kinda irritating right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my brother, I used to call him KDP. KDP's an acronym made up by me and hubster. It stands for Kurang Daya Pemikiran. He's 25, not 15 and neither is he 5 years old. He should be able to think clearly and carefully. Like hubster says, "Aku umur 25 dah kahwin dengan kakak kau.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susah lah cakap dengan dia, his reactions will always be either angry or ignorant. Yes true, ignorance is bliss but not in this case. When other people, e.g his friends or the neighbours, rides a new bike or passed their driving license, he'll say that the person da sombong. Jeles tu cakap je jeles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takde rasa iri hati ke dengan kemajuan orang lain. Sampai bila nak duduk kat takuk lama. Kerja harian dia is to lepak bawah blok, balik makan, lepak lagi sampai time maghrib, balik makan, asking Mamat to ask for ciggies from hubster, lepak sampai pukul 1-2 pagi. How freaking absurd is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even hubster pernah tanya dia, "Laq, nak gi mana?". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His answer will be, " Turun bawah ah bang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then hubster will ask the next question, " Turun bawah buat apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will in turn say, "Lepak-lepak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubster will ask him, " Lepak dapat apa?" and my brother will just terdiam. Tak tahu apa nak jawab. Betol apa, apa yang dapat lepak-lepak kat bawah? Setakat berbual kosong, dapat kosong telur 0. Zilch. Nothing. Dapat nothing and therefore, lebih suka melepak kat bawah. Kalau satu kali lepak tu dapat 50 ketul ke, aku faham jugak. Ni takde apa yang dapat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin cos mak aku kadang-kadang bising. Yeah lah, I admit it my mum LOVES to nag. Dah jadi hobby mak-mak agaknya. But she has been nagging lesser and lesser these few days. She does the housework and then petang, she relak tengok tv. But sometimes, when she does starts to nag, she doesn't stop. It can go on for endless hours. And might, probably might results in her breaking down; crying. Tapi budak ni kalau tak dicakap, tak ingat. Dia fikir just cos mum and dad diam, dia boleh continue buat apa dia suka. Bila cakap cara baik, dikatanya bebel. Bila cakap cara terpekik-pekik marah bising-bising, lagilah dia tak suka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang cakap pun bukan untuk suka-suka. Bila orang tua membebel tu, try to oversee the noisiness and look at the advice given. Kalau tak start keje dari sekarang, nanti da tua apahal? Kalau da berkenan dengan anak dara orang tapi tak keje, macam mana lah nak masuk meminang? Pakai daun? Ingat anak dara orang apa, anak kambing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa macam da panjang lebar aku type. Aku nak bebel kat dia tapi dia takde. Bila aku cakap satu-satu benda tu, dia buat cebik muka tak happy. Dah tu start nak bertekak dengan aku. One phrase that he keeps repeating to me is, cakap dulang paku serpih, cakap orang diri sendiri lebih. Lebih apa? Lebih pandai aku rasa betul. Tapi kalau dia nak samakan aku dengan dia, sorry. I started working at a young age. At least CPF aku ada lah more than 20k. CPF dia, habuk pun tarak. Stakat 1k plus, nanti jangan cakap rumah...nak beli jamban rumah pun tak mampu. Kekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susah cakap dengan orang degil ni because they will always and forever be in their own world. Dia fikir dia tak susahkan orang, walhalnya harian dia tu, beras, lauk, rokok semua dari duit orang lain yang bersusah payah memerah keringat untuk hidupan seharian. Tu baru betol aku cakap, bodoh sombong degil. Dah bodoh takpe, sombong plak tu. Dah tu, degil. Orang bodoh kita kalau ajar, dia dengar jugak cakap. Kalau orang degil, mati balik hidup dia tetap dengan cara dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia pikir, dia duduk melepak tu orang tak mengata. True what I say, peduli apa orang nak cakap tapi fikir dulu, nama sapa terjejas kalau dia buat buruk. Nama mak dengan bapak aku jugak! Balik-balik nanti orang kata, mak dengan bapak tak ajar anak. Terlalu manjakan anak sebab tu jadi macam tu. Memang kenyataannya mak dengan bapak aku manjakan adik aku tapi dorang also instill sifat rajin bekerja. Ni adik aku, ikut sape pon tak tahu. Mungkin benar apa yang dorang kata, dalam setandan pisang tu tak semuanya baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagu yang aku suka sindirkan dia is lagu yang lirik dia goes something like "Jang, oh Jang! Bangun ler...matahari dah tinggi ni, kerbau tak kasi makan lagi... etc2." LOL. And he will be bingit each time. Ekekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belajar tinggi-tinggi biar sampai ke negeri Cina ok geng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, mon belles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-7531226942727113334?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/7531226942727113334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-fans-of-habiburrahman-el-shirazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7531226942727113334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7531226942727113334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-fans-of-habiburrahman-el-shirazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SiYaFLm0nLI/AAAAAAAAAqo/a3Hur7GRGU0/s72-c/KCB_wallpaper01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-3415781332303142879</id><published>2009-06-02T09:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:31:35.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've always been picky about the food that I eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I"m known to a lot of people as the person who tak makan ikan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the truth is, I DO eat fish. Just that I'm picky about the selection of fish I eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't eat fish with scales. [ikan mana takde scales lah dol!] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As in, you know, ikan merah, ikan gelama, ikan yang bersisik obvious sangat tu...hehehe. I don't each the fishes because to me they're ugly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubster once asked me, "Why you never eat fish?" To which I answered, "I don't like." To which he answered, " Orang bodoh je tak makan ikan.." To which I malas wanna answer. Debates like this one, will always be won by him. At least that's what he'll think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But last week, while window-shopping for some ikan for mum, I explained to him why I don't eat the fishes. I told him, " I don't eat them because they're ugly." to which he replied, "Huh? Where got reason like that one?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said, "Ada. You know how you don't eat sayur because they taste weird or look weird. The same goes for me. The fishes look ugly or weird thus I don't like them. We usually eat what appeals to our eyes as the most delish dishes what..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He snickered but went completely silent. Bagus lah tak jawab balik. Kalau dia jawab, dalam pasar Shieng Siong tu bertekak. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fishes I eat are ikan cencaru, ikan kembong, ikan selar kuning/besar, ikan bilis, ikan sardine[ekekeke] and ikan tuna dalam can tu makan spread dengan roti [yummy!]. Ikan cencaru, kembong and selar kuning have a shiny body thus leading me to think they don't have scales. Lawa kan tengok ikan-ikan tu. Heehehehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and by the way, bagi sesiapa yang tak tahu ikan ayam-ayam tu apa... here's the pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342534544599140530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SiR-3MMVyLI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/njWCZe6703w/s320/ikan_ayam2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342534545436037266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SiR-3PT30JI/AAAAAAAAAqI/F3r1aUo_3N4/s320/987797_ikanayam-ayam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hubster kata ikan ni sedap, rasa dia sama macam ayam. Tapi macammana saya suka dan favorite ayam pon, saya tetap takkan makan ikan ni. Kekekeke. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And citing what Naj said, " Pelik ikan rasa ayam. Imagine you tell your friends, eh I just had fish that tasted like chicken or a chicken tasted fish."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chicken-chicken fish or better still, Fish Chicken-Chicken. Heehehehehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm materifishtic, according to Naj. LOL. Nak makan yang silver colored fishes aje. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciao mon belles! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll stick to chicken...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-3415781332303142879?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/3415781332303142879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-always-been-picky-about-food-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/3415781332303142879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/3415781332303142879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-always-been-picky-about-food-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SiR-3MMVyLI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/njWCZe6703w/s72-c/ikan_ayam2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-7171355286370589788</id><published>2009-06-01T08:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T08:20:55.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hari ni, jam 7.20 minit pagi aku da sadar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ekekekeke, tapi smlm aku set alarm clock to 6.30 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I do for the 40-50 minutes till I woke up at 7.20?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak sadar dunia lah oi! Heehehehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan ini membuktikan sebenarnya Kat bukanlah creature of the early morn. Nasib baik aku sadar, kalau tak!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesian budak-budak tu takde sapa nak anta pergi sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekekekeke...mandi air sejuk pagi-pagi so reminds me of time dulu sekolah or time keje ofis. Heehehe. Bezanya, sekarang aku kuar bilik mandi lagi menggigil cos ada aircon. Terketar-ketar gigi sekejap sambil memakai baju. Tapi BEST!! Aku suka!! Pasal tak berpeluh-peluh hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap agi macam nak pi makan breakfast tapi Mr Kat lum bangun lagi dari tido so not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawns*insert menguap action*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam nak tido lagi pon ada, tapi nanti mesti aku obershot...ah, baek aku main game.. ekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat pagi, mon belles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-7171355286370589788?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/7171355286370589788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/hari-ni-jam-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7171355286370589788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7171355286370589788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/06/hari-ni-jam-7.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-14562550351022329</id><published>2009-05-30T12:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:42:23.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so lazy today. I don't want to go out for the kenduri. I just want to laze at home. Aiyaaaaks! Can I not go for the kenduri...pls pls pls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air con so nice and cold, outside so hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice meeting the rest yesterday. Went through a few stuff, settled on the venue but had trouble with the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sungguh tak perlu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where to get tulang?" question. Genius. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept adding up the number of dishes. Nak ni, nak tu...in the end our menu had more than 10 items on it. Hahaha, bagos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao lah, sungguh malas you knowwwwwwwwwwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleargh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-14562550351022329?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/14562550351022329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-so-lazy-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/14562550351022329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/14562550351022329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-so-lazy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-5061152473684194605</id><published>2009-05-29T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T13:09:08.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going off soon to send someone to the hospital. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After that see you guys later ok!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ciao, mon belles!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;update: While I was bathing, Mamat shouted my name. Dan sipekak aka me, tak dengar apa dia cakap. Kalau mana-mana orang pun sama, dalam shower lah katakan...So I finished bathing and melabur saham and went out berkemban, ask si Mamat apa yang dia nak tadi terpekik-pekau. When he said I don't need to accompany that someone to the hospital, dalam hati lega. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cos I'm meeting my dear frens later, abih kalau pergi hospital confirm balik lambat. Dari hospital ke rumah, makan masa around 1 hour. Abih nanti, sampai rumah penat belum hilang kena siap-siap nak jumpa kawan...it's soooo leceh. So I am feeling a bit relieved that I don't need to send that someone. Hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bukan tak ikhlas, ikhlas sangat-sangat tapi you know, the rasa penat menunggu macam buah tak jatoh. Macam tulah kat hospital, semua orang tunggu giliran masing-masing sampai berjam-jam. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since I don't need to go to the hospital, probably I'll just linger around till it's time to go out. Called hubster awhile ago, he's still in Kembangan with my brother. Yeah, today is Friday so he's off for his short destress fishing trip before the weekends comes and it starts getting hectic again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, time for lunch. Ciao, mon belles! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-5061152473684194605?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/5061152473684194605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/going-off-soon-to-send-someone-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5061152473684194605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5061152473684194605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/going-off-soon-to-send-someone-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-5939152244087695213</id><published>2009-05-28T13:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T15:20:21.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I sometimes am baffled by some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling yourself an ardent fan of the designer/singer/band but yet you don't know the latest news about him/her/them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Naj, you know who I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really tickles me when that particular person commented in a way about his favorite designer. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, how so not in touch with the real world are you? That news about him collaborating with a soft drink company has been around for what, a month plus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And call yourself a big fan of him, citing he's your idol when even that minor thing you don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A collaboration means to work together. And since he is a famed designer, famous for his clothes, of course lah they want his design. For what put his face sia? Like how when Stella Mccartney collaborated with Adidas, she designs for Adidas, not put her face on every Adidas items. LOL. And how Alexander Mcqueen collaborated with Puma, you don't see his face on every Puma item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those jewellery, diamond thingies you see on the cans/bottles are his designs. Fancy you to actually criticise them. LOL. Even your so called research wasn't thorough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did you know that Roberto Cavalli, Manolo Blahnik and Patricia Field has also done the same things for that soft drink brand. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little boy, please don't be a wannabe or a poseur. It will only make you look himbotic. Opps, you don't know what that is? Go Wiki it. And while you're there, go look up the meaning of collaboration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be a future designer, but at least I know my designers. And where do I get such info? The answer is very simple, the world wide web. You do know what that is right? Information at your fingertips. Very useful but also very dangerous info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not criticising anyone here. I'm just baffled by the buffoonery of some people. Call yourself a fan, heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go do your homework more aite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, mon belles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated: Irna, sorry aku ni macam terikot-ikot kau pulak. Masukkan youtube vid dalam blog. But the truth is that, imeem has been an ass lately, only playing 18 secs of my songs each time. Bleargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vid that's on my blog is from Zee Avi Live from and above the Solar Powered Plastic Plant. The songs featured in the vid are Honeybee, Bitter Heart, Kantoi and Monte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-5939152244087695213?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/5939152244087695213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-sometimes-am-baffled-by-some-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5939152244087695213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5939152244087695213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-sometimes-am-baffled-by-some-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-2004359781676224663</id><published>2009-05-23T12:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T13:29:43.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a totally random post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since I have photoshop, like finally,on my laptop... here's some of the things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did when I wasss supppeerrr bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(click on the pics to view it larger)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SheG_Xb8LwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/enpNoLWQX4A/s1600-h/first.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338884306452098818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SheG_Xb8LwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/enpNoLWQX4A/s320/first.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SheGYw5-9lI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Gl92BIR05RE/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338883643274098258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SheGYw5-9lI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Gl92BIR05RE/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kris Allen...American Idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SheGYhyO9CI/AAAAAAAAApw/uPorK3LGbCM/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338883639215060002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SheGYhyO9CI/AAAAAAAAApw/uPorK3LGbCM/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My fave tv show...The Riches on every Monday&lt;br /&gt;Channel 5, 12 midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SheGYsJDPiI/AAAAAAAAApo/Ytey6nB20BQ/s1600-h/two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338883641995116066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SheGYsJDPiI/AAAAAAAAApo/Ytey6nB20BQ/s320/two.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I only need you in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SheGYZ1wUZI/AAAAAAAAApg/2yol7i_0zuE/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338883637082345874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SheGYZ1wUZI/AAAAAAAAApg/2yol7i_0zuE/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SheGYILUXhI/AAAAAAAAApY/Bb2wVbK4AdU/s1600-h/wkend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338883632340950546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SheGYILUXhI/AAAAAAAAApY/Bb2wVbK4AdU/s320/wkend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekend y'all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-2004359781676224663?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/2004359781676224663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-totally-random-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2004359781676224663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2004359781676224663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-totally-random-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SheG_Xb8LwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/enpNoLWQX4A/s72-c/first.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-7775985465204880676</id><published>2009-05-21T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:12:04.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been enjoying myself indeed. Been sleeping early, been sleeping the whole day through in fact. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I no longer have sleepless, awfully hot nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to Mr Air Con. Hehe, and of course big kudos to Mr Hubster also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely worth every penny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's common to see Kat online the whole night, now it's becoming rarer. Instead, you'll find me awake early in the morning, e.g; like today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that I woke up at 7 am? Yes, freakin' 7 am when everyone else minus the dad is still asleep. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa macam bangun pagi nak pergi sekolah hearing the noisy kids downstairs. Mind you, my home is near a primary school so yeah, hearing all the kids footsteps. The kids are actually pretty quiet in the morning, the mums and dads are the noisy ones. Biasa lah, kalau anak2 in primary school mak bapak anta pagi2 mesti nak kena tinggikan suara. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the afternoon pulak, the kids are the ones making the most noise. Mak bapak takde, anak2 bermaharajalela. Vulgar words, fuh...kalah adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently hooked on Restaurant City in FB. Hehehe... come check me out if you're in FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-7775985465204880676?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/7775985465204880676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-enjoying-myself-indeed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7775985465204880676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7775985465204880676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-enjoying-myself-indeed.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-661836486921669566</id><published>2009-05-18T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:47:25.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's 7.45 and I am feeling so lazy to tutor today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Help! Tolong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ni lah sapa suruh gatal siang-siang sms cakap hari ni boleh datang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bleargh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-661836486921669566?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/661836486921669566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/661836486921669566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/661836486921669566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-7.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-8581076034399977250</id><published>2009-05-14T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:25:22.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been telling Najj this, I wanna privatise my blog. But I know I shouldn't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najj advised me to take away my history link. But I wont do that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I will do instead, is figure out how to let only certain people read certain posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's what I'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-8581076034399977250?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/8581076034399977250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-telling-najj-this-i-wanna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/8581076034399977250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/8581076034399977250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-telling-najj-this-i-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-2176502025041737792</id><published>2009-05-06T02:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T03:05:09.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been itching to change my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I've not found the perfect one so I figured that it's best to stick with the skin I'm having now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been tutoring the neighbour's kids and Mamat. Well, I tell you one thing for sure, it's easier teaching someone who is slow at catching up than someone who's a dumbass stubborn shithead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's what I call Mamat. I don't mean to degrade him or something but come on, I'm teaching him P6 Malay and English. Don't tell me he don't know how to spell a simple word like 'WHERE'. Haizz... he's clever, because despite all these he can read hard words but why, oh why must he act all 'blur'? Damn.. and he's so bloody stubborn, keeps wanting to see things his way despite knowing it's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him a lot of times that it's like, dah tahu orang terjun kat lubuk tu mati, kau pun sama nak terjun jugak. Carik nahas. Really I don't get it. I can't read his mind. He simply don't understand simple gestures. When I'm angry at him and refuse to talk to him. he would say things like 'Yelah,macam da benci dengan Mamat je.' or 'Macam dah tak suka je.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then when he gets angry, he repeats the same thing to me. He completely ignores me. Then sometime around last week, I wasn't angry at him but just wanting to give him a dose of his own medicine. I ignored him the whole day. Then the very next day, I asked how he felt when I did that. He kept saying 'Macam dah benci je.' I said, ' Now you know how I feel.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one who justifies what people do as right or wrong. It depends on the person's own motive. I don't do the whole an eye for an eye shit. Although I am someone who harbours hatred when someone does something towards me, I don't go for the whole revenge thingy. Just so not my style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last few days, we had this family discussion. Then Mamat started talking about other people. People who don't matter, well in my context, they don't. Haha. I hate pointing out people's imperfections. If it's other people children, let their parents talk to them about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like my father say, jangan kutuk or mengata orang bila diri sendiri belum cukup bagus. Betul jugak cakap bapak aku ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then recently, I found out that my nephew's new wifey actually gossiped about me. Haha, I told Mamat... like I care! She should sedar diri first before she gossips about me. Haha, and if it is about my wedding day make up, she's a fool! I got married 6 years before her. If I were to get married now, obviously I would look wayyyyy more beautiful than her. At least, my own in laws don't object to my marriage. Unlike hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I told Mamat, I don't care what she says because I know I am better than her. At least, I mind my own business. Ada aku kisah kau kahwin pakai deco apa? Ada aku yang approach kau persuade kau amik photography and videography aku? Ada? I am not that cheap skate yet ok! LOL, I don't need sales from sedara mara to boost up my reputation. LOL, honestly come on! The feud has long been forged, so irregardless of what either of them says... I know I'm way better than them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were the ones who approached us, and yet has the cheek to say... our package expensive and takde backdrop. LOL. Hello, look at your neighbour who got married the same day as you and took our services. Ada backdrop kan? LOL, saja aje aku cakap takde cos aku sememangnya tak nak amik sales korang pon. And saying our package expensive?? LOL, just admit yang kau tu tak mampu. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are these people thinking? Short minded? Fikiran singkat? Kalau nenek dia yang cakap takpe, ni yang cakap menantu yang apparently aku ingat bijak pandai rupanya sama jugak otak cetek mcm dorang. Memang padan lah, kena sangat dengan family tu. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never call a kettle black, never point your fingers to others without looking at how dirty they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please lah, get a life! Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-2176502025041737792?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/2176502025041737792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-itching-to-change-my-blogskin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2176502025041737792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2176502025041737792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-itching-to-change-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-4131835775356233342</id><published>2009-04-24T09:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:09:08.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, aku tgh marah ni sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously deep shit angry... my whole body is shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sial nye orang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever animosity you had with hubster is just between you and hubster, don't drag me into it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck lah korang!! Banyak cakap, but all you know is to assume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what kalau Idah saw me at Anuar Zain's showcase in the first row. SO WHAT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Idah saw me and Naj taking the pics, you assumed I got the most expensive tickets which costed $248.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that assumptions is the mother of all screw ups?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you and your assumptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, yeah fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without knowing the truth, you assumed and pulled me into this whole animosity you've had with hubster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I didn't care about what you guys did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never cared for anything. I don't even want anything to do with you lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even try to make allusions about me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-4131835775356233342?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/4131835775356233342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-aku-tgh-marah-ni-sekarang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/4131835775356233342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/4131835775356233342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-aku-tgh-marah-ni-sekarang.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-748892828394161249</id><published>2009-04-23T10:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:10:38.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you guys imagine me as a teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason numero uno is because I never had the patience to teach people. Even my brother. He got so much name calling whilst he was growing up because he couldn't catch up with the rate I'm going at. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow when my neighbour actually asked me whether I could tutor her kids, I said sure. What did I get myself into? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her kids are extremely naughty but are also extremely intelligent. And all I need to do is just to do revision and help them with their homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The standard of education now is so high. I look at one of her kids whose in Primary 2 Maths and English workbook and I was surprised they were dealing with such hard questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, back during my time what they had learned now was what I had learned in Pri 3 and 4. Susah ke apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder the kids nowadays are more stressed up than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau dulu, during Primary school kita semua happy go lucky. Sekarang dorang Primary school bleh mati. Mati je tak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gotta go. Sleepy mode here. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-748892828394161249?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/748892828394161249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/04/can-you-guys-imagine-me-as-teacher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/748892828394161249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/748892828394161249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/04/can-you-guys-imagine-me-as-teacher.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-5477264222787252401</id><published>2009-04-13T13:55:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:07:39.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This entry is gonna be suppppeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr longgggg. Not to mention that it is sobasi.com LOL. But it will be filled with pics. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I met up with this cutie on 7th March at Grand Hyatt Hotel. Hehehe...Oklah, bedek sak Kat jumpa dia. I actually won 2 tickets to see the soulful Anuar Zain at Grand Hyatt Hotel. The first person that came to my mind was Naj knowing what a big fan of Mr Soulful she is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbzL9KPCI/AAAAAAAAApM/0yEzuHYqru4/s1600-h/Anuar+Zain+-+Ketulusan+Hati.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325537125562203170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbzL9KPCI/AAAAAAAAApM/0yEzuHYqru4/s320/Anuar+Zain+-+Ketulusan+Hati.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Segby7aQ2eI/AAAAAAAAApE/tXEkubY6H7k/s1600-h/EditedBersamaAnuarZainPreLaunch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325537121120868834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Segby7aQ2eI/AAAAAAAAApE/tXEkubY6H7k/s320/EditedBersamaAnuarZainPreLaunch1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The event as you can see via the pic above takes place on 7th March(I know, lama gila nak update!!) Malas nak tulis panjang2 so I let you enjoy the pics below. Btw, some of the pics are unedited. Suruh hubster, asyik nanti aje. And my laptop don't have Photoshop. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Segby1GYeBI/AAAAAAAAAo8/jB7D6DuDQwE/s1600-h/IMG_0663a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325537119426869266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Segby1GYeBI/AAAAAAAAAo8/jB7D6DuDQwE/s320/IMG_0663a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naj posing with the tickets. Wow Wee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbymtLQwI/AAAAAAAAAo0/ezOfZlu_EfU/s1600-h/IMG_0664b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325537115563049730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbymtLQwI/AAAAAAAAAo0/ezOfZlu_EfU/s320/IMG_0664b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da sampai hotel apa lagi... camwhore lah! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbyaRO9eI/AAAAAAAAAos/SbPTCxfvSV0/s1600-h/IMG_0666a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325537112224626146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbyaRO9eI/AAAAAAAAAos/SbPTCxfvSV0/s320/IMG_0666a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najihah, the great fan of Mr Soulful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbHnRUmFI/AAAAAAAAAok/GlZkYwGUSTw/s1600-h/IMG_0668a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325536376980281426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbHnRUmFI/AAAAAAAAAok/GlZkYwGUSTw/s320/IMG_0668a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again. Anxious Awaiting Anuar. Wah 4A..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbHaNYZmI/AAAAAAAAAoc/tCowGpbdg7I/s1600-h/IMG_0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325536373474092642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbHaNYZmI/AAAAAAAAAoc/tCowGpbdg7I/s320/IMG_0670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for some test shots. Candid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbHRgBKHI/AAAAAAAAAoU/BEmJjItuGag/s1600-h/IMG_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325536371136342130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbHRgBKHI/AAAAAAAAAoU/BEmJjItuGag/s320/IMG_0679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The set up stage. I so suka the chair can? !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbHAphasI/AAAAAAAAAoM/WK6N889g9Xg/s1600-h/IMG_0680a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325536366612802242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbHAphasI/AAAAAAAAAoM/WK6N889g9Xg/s320/IMG_0680a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us again camwhoring. Kalau da perempuan tetap perempuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbGpq8OQI/AAAAAAAAAoE/PzYFg85xkoc/s1600-h/IMG_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325536360444737794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbGpq8OQI/AAAAAAAAAoE/PzYFg85xkoc/s320/IMG_0681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naj with the peace sign. Classically Singaporean!Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegYvISxo2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/pAddhPanuGo/s1600-h/IMG_0682a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325533757324764002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegYvISxo2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/pAddhPanuGo/s320/IMG_0682a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smiley Najjie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegYvI0ityI/AAAAAAAAAn0/NFn2Ff27Cpc/s1600-h/IMG_0683a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325533757466392354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegYvI0ityI/AAAAAAAAAn0/NFn2Ff27Cpc/s320/IMG_0683a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat the Mighty..WAKAKAKAKA. Mighty Morphing Power Ranger! Trus pic jadi hitam! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegYu9ruQmI/AAAAAAAAAns/PTpUOzJT1xE/s1600-h/IMG_0686a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325533754476610146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegYu9ruQmI/AAAAAAAAAns/PTpUOzJT1xE/s320/IMG_0686a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now it's my turn to join in with the famous peace sign pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegYumnMfjI/AAAAAAAAAnk/8WoEEb2fJ7c/s1600-h/IMG_0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325533748283604530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegYumnMfjI/AAAAAAAAAnk/8WoEEb2fJ7c/s320/IMG_0691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mawar Berduri the Host. She so lawa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegYuew_IkI/AAAAAAAAAnc/THUx_VMhBOQ/s1600-h/IMG_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325533746177188418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegYuew_IkI/AAAAAAAAAnc/THUx_VMhBOQ/s320/IMG_0693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr Soulful. *swoon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegXw-239LI/AAAAAAAAAnU/dn4aOaV7d2g/s1600-h/IMG_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325532689639929010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegXw-239LI/AAAAAAAAAnU/dn4aOaV7d2g/s320/IMG_0695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suka Suka Suka... hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegXw4LJjxI/AAAAAAAAAnM/bNnKR9w-PT0/s1600-h/IMG_0697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325532687845920530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegXw4LJjxI/AAAAAAAAAnM/bNnKR9w-PT0/s320/IMG_0697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flipping thru buku apa ekh? Buku lyrics ekh?LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegXwqWj3pI/AAAAAAAAAnE/fYOuxp_Nmto/s1600-h/IMG_0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325532684135685778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegXwqWj3pI/AAAAAAAAAnE/fYOuxp_Nmto/s320/IMG_0700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was serenading someone just a few seats away from Naj. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegXwdifUhI/AAAAAAAAAm8/mHApDmOxLrs/s1600-h/IMG_0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325532680696058386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegXwdifUhI/AAAAAAAAAm8/mHApDmOxLrs/s320/IMG_0704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dengan penuh perasaan... Mr Soulful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegWKFu6dpI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Z1jckPF-ZuM/s1600-h/IMG_0709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325530921959061138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegWKFu6dpI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Z1jckPF-ZuM/s320/IMG_0709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *melting....* Despite having a cough, he still sang perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegWJw92EeI/AAAAAAAAAms/oCha_nfZNhM/s1600-h/IMG_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325530916384543202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegWJw92EeI/AAAAAAAAAms/oCha_nfZNhM/s320/IMG_0715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bila dia bukak coat je lagi *melting...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegWJ2t3MQI/AAAAAAAAAmk/8DYOux2RGFs/s1600-h/IMG_0723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325530917928120578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegWJ2t3MQI/AAAAAAAAAmk/8DYOux2RGFs/s320/IMG_0723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arigato Gozaimas.. ekeke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegWJqcXs6I/AAAAAAAAAmc/Aa55I-VNd18/s1600-h/IMG_0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325530914633528226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegWJqcXs6I/AAAAAAAAAmc/Aa55I-VNd18/s320/IMG_0727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *Kat lost in transition oredi*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegWJYG8tzI/AAAAAAAAAmU/LdazpNugoN0/s1600-h/IMG_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325530909711841074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegWJYG8tzI/AAAAAAAAAmU/LdazpNugoN0/s320/IMG_0738.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Naj and Nuar... Hahahaha. amacam nama same tk? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegTwmMLPRI/AAAAAAAAAmM/FEqRnkcSs4I/s1600-h/IMG_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325528284971875602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegTwmMLPRI/AAAAAAAAAmM/FEqRnkcSs4I/s320/IMG_0739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Close up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegTwtmlvEI/AAAAAAAAAmE/vMr4YB4knKA/s1600-h/IMG_0740a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325528286961712194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegTwtmlvEI/AAAAAAAAAmE/vMr4YB4knKA/s320/IMG_0740a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Singing the last song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegTwUMmWNI/AAAAAAAAAl8/upvCrqvliu4/s1600-h/IMG_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325528280141813970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegTwUMmWNI/AAAAAAAAAl8/upvCrqvliu4/s320/IMG_0743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cos da lapar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegTwOn5FrI/AAAAAAAAAl0/3es8xBoTXhY/s1600-h/IMG_0744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325528278645675698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegTwOn5FrI/AAAAAAAAAl0/3es8xBoTXhY/s320/IMG_0744.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that face. And that smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegSk68JvII/AAAAAAAAAls/4wCYyXheJ9E/s1600-h/IMG_0749a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325526984871754882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegSk68JvII/AAAAAAAAAls/4wCYyXheJ9E/s320/IMG_0749a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Anuar. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegSkhAiYYI/AAAAAAAAAlk/_h64FPjvLWw/s1600-h/IMG_0750a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325526977910825346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegSkhAiYYI/AAAAAAAAAlk/_h64FPjvLWw/s320/IMG_0750a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the usual bathroom shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegSkUkj0vI/AAAAAAAAAlc/iMn5TRkj1OQ/s1600-h/IMG_0751a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 157px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325526974572253938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegSkUkj0vI/AAAAAAAAAlc/iMn5TRkj1OQ/s320/IMG_0751a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woaaahh.. kita dapat tengok Anuar Zain lah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegSkcTgEFI/AAAAAAAAAlU/N56SrV3AMQ4/s1600-h/IMG_0755a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325526976648187986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegSkcTgEFI/AAAAAAAAAlU/N56SrV3AMQ4/s320/IMG_0755a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naj's mirror shot...lawa tak lawa tak??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegRR8bedoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/5ey-5rdBC5E/s1600-h/IMG_0756a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325525559342429826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegRR8bedoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/5ey-5rdBC5E/s320/IMG_0756a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Aspiring Photographer perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegRRpwuMBI/AAAAAAAAAlE/3VDsXgpEtVs/s1600-h/IMG_0759a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325525554331267090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegRRpwuMBI/AAAAAAAAAlE/3VDsXgpEtVs/s320/IMG_0759a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From contacts to specs. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the showcase, we went to chill out at Starbucks but no pics were taken. Why? I couldn't find any pics in my camera. Prolly we were still too starstrucked? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Naj texted Leedya to come down. And we chilled at McD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegRRs3ojKI/AAAAAAAAAk8/hntN5P_W_F4/s1600-h/IMG_0773a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325525555165564066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegRRs3ojKI/AAAAAAAAAk8/hntN5P_W_F4/s320/IMG_0773a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naj Peace!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegRRcqAkGI/AAAAAAAAAk0/o_9KrghD4aY/s1600-h/IMG_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325525550813450338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegRRcqAkGI/AAAAAAAAAk0/o_9KrghD4aY/s320/IMG_0786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegRRL5wvwI/AAAAAAAAAks/gqpkiWXEfhU/s1600-h/IMG_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325525546316119810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegRRL5wvwI/AAAAAAAAAks/gqpkiWXEfhU/s320/IMG_0795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pikir apa neng Naj? LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegPIZSdBrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/dx_C8TRmqpo/s1600-h/IMG_0800a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325523196267267762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegPIZSdBrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/dx_C8TRmqpo/s320/IMG_0800a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leedya and BF. Sweet kan kan kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegPIGfMa1I/AAAAAAAAAkc/cFTINJv49Dw/s1600-h/IMG_0811a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325523191220431698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegPIGfMa1I/AAAAAAAAAkc/cFTINJv49Dw/s320/IMG_0811a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ni kat hotel mana nye lobby lah.. lupa sih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegPIMrKzTI/AAAAAAAAAkU/GYxM6fk1KvA/s1600-h/IMG_0815a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325523192881270066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegPIMrKzTI/AAAAAAAAAkU/GYxM6fk1KvA/s320/IMG_0815a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pic with the art work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegNznCKRmI/AAAAAAAAAkM/KUZdT72LiFU/s1600-h/IMG_0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325521739668145762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegNznCKRmI/AAAAAAAAAkM/KUZdT72LiFU/s320/IMG_0828.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Classical piano. Naj and Leedya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegNzQMbhmI/AAAAAAAAAkE/cfbYapnrE88/s1600-h/IMG_0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325521733537203810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegNzQMbhmI/AAAAAAAAAkE/cfbYapnrE88/s320/IMG_0829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Moi and Naj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegHInVPeUI/AAAAAAAAAj8/ESoF74M1-mo/s1600-h/IMG_0832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325514403944036674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegHInVPeUI/AAAAAAAAAj8/ESoF74M1-mo/s320/IMG_0832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naj boleh jadi model lah kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegHIUxPEcI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Y8VuXana9cE/s1600-h/IMG_0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325514398961177026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegHIUxPEcI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Y8VuXana9cE/s320/IMG_0833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leedya bleh jadi make up artist nyee... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegHIEI_HyI/AAAAAAAAAjs/0Z9BWBw81j4/s1600-h/IMG_0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325514394497392418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegHIEI_HyI/AAAAAAAAAjs/0Z9BWBw81j4/s320/IMG_0838.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oi oi...notty ekh.. nak pegang apa tu?ekekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegFPg9Jt9I/AAAAAAAAAjk/8owmc7IxDo8/s1600-h/IMG_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325512323468212178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegFPg9Jt9I/AAAAAAAAAjk/8owmc7IxDo8/s320/IMG_0840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Door shot. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegFPg2l6CI/AAAAAAAAAjc/DTo9-cg3X0k/s1600-h/IMG_0841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325512323440699426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegFPg2l6CI/AAAAAAAAAjc/DTo9-cg3X0k/s320/IMG_0841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Far East shop. Termenung jauh nampak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegFPci7UdI/AAAAAAAAAjU/R1YmxE_I-Xs/s1600-h/IMG_0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325512322284474834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegFPci7UdI/AAAAAAAAAjU/R1YmxE_I-Xs/s320/IMG_0842.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ze mysteriouss Leedya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegDox7WDSI/AAAAAAAAAjM/r6y-y4ucqys/s1600-h/IMG_0843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325510558497508642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegDox7WDSI/AAAAAAAAAjM/r6y-y4ucqys/s320/IMG_0843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had actually asked them to sit down.. padahal takde space nak duduk unless they sit on the water. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegDomHc6rI/AAAAAAAAAjE/ezlCPLDV0Tk/s1600-h/IMG_0847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325510555327064754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegDomHc6rI/AAAAAAAAAjE/ezlCPLDV0Tk/s320/IMG_0847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ketawa cepat....tapi buat macam natural I had said to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegDoYT7AdI/AAAAAAAAAi8/IXtkLZ_Nk4o/s1600-h/IMG_0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325510551621272018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegDoYT7AdI/AAAAAAAAAi8/IXtkLZ_Nk4o/s320/IMG_0848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leedya pun da start dengan peace sign tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegDoRGj6II/AAAAAAAAAi0/XCRxOBAYlkU/s1600-h/IMG_0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325510549686184066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegDoRGj6II/AAAAAAAAAi0/XCRxOBAYlkU/s320/IMG_0849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sweet Leedya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegDoISNu4I/AAAAAAAAAis/XZqPMcZBK2E/s1600-h/IMG_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325510547319143298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegDoISNu4I/AAAAAAAAAis/XZqPMcZBK2E/s320/IMG_0851.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cepat, cepat fan yourself slowly tapi make it look natural..again I had asked Naj to pose naturally. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were on the way out of the hotel lobby, guess who we met??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegBjxUQHAI/AAAAAAAAAik/-5vFOb1rZao/s1600-h/IMG_0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325508273410939906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegBjxUQHAI/AAAAAAAAAik/-5vFOb1rZao/s320/IMG_0854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ANUAR!!! dapat amik pic lagiii!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegBjkqf2LI/AAAAAAAAAic/CU7erxs3mks/s1600-h/IMG_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325508270014585010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegBjkqf2LI/AAAAAAAAAic/CU7erxs3mks/s320/IMG_0855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leedya pon dapat!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although he was in a rush, he obliged to the photo taking with us. Sweet kan dia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pastu kita jalan endlessly before we finally hung outside Taka and camwhore some more..da macam tourist tau kita orang. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegBjSB1GgI/AAAAAAAAAiU/DzZFQITjmK8/s1600-h/IMG_0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325508265012173314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegBjSB1GgI/AAAAAAAAAiU/DzZFQITjmK8/s320/IMG_0868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Candid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegARWC9fcI/AAAAAAAAAiM/vTvcrkLmubU/s1600-h/IMG_0871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325506857341386178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegARWC9fcI/AAAAAAAAAiM/vTvcrkLmubU/s320/IMG_0871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leedya stress ke? Naj sedut air...haus nampak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegAROcDFOI/AAAAAAAAAiE/EYT_qrHNhfc/s1600-h/IMG_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325506855299126498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegAROcDFOI/AAAAAAAAAiE/EYT_qrHNhfc/s320/IMG_0874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ni shot apa? Candid ke pose? Sal Naj nampak cam terkejut? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegARE0lfyI/AAAAAAAAAh8/8HUeNzSr-uQ/s1600-h/IMG_0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325506852717690658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegARE0lfyI/AAAAAAAAAh8/8HUeNzSr-uQ/s320/IMG_0876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cepat posee... timer on 10 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegAQ-9EETI/AAAAAAAAAh0/HllHYASSqCw/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325506851142635826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegAQ-9EETI/AAAAAAAAAh0/HllHYASSqCw/s320/IMG_0888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Minah gangster ke Charlie's Angels...dua2 Kat cannot make it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegAQh7JXLI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ziOjBZXZYDk/s1600-h/IMG_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325506843349966002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegAQh7JXLI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ziOjBZXZYDk/s320/IMG_0889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ni kita nak posing pantat... tapi Naj tk join.. dia nak pose benda lain. LOL. ekekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef9-jKYzEI/AAAAAAAAAhk/4_vXuZtWGKk/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325504335421426754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef9-jKYzEI/AAAAAAAAAhk/4_vXuZtWGKk/s320/IMG_0891.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love you...you love me..With a great big hug... LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barney=Kat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef9-e61PxI/AAAAAAAAAhc/e3qR2k8Q5I8/s1600-h/IMG_0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325504334282440466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef9-e61PxI/AAAAAAAAAhc/e3qR2k8Q5I8/s320/IMG_0898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The two Westside Sistas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef9-BcN7WI/AAAAAAAAAhU/SQ3KMm_kvBg/s1600-h/IMG_0900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325504326369406306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef9-BcN7WI/AAAAAAAAAhU/SQ3KMm_kvBg/s320/IMG_0900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And again... kita Sista Westside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef7vVtZRCI/AAAAAAAAAhM/oFyodDmmQTs/s1600-h/IMG_0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325501875088868386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef7vVtZRCI/AAAAAAAAAhM/oFyodDmmQTs/s320/IMG_0904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naj Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef7u547WMI/AAAAAAAAAhE/J5RX_lMmTlA/s1600-h/IMG_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325501867621046466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef7u547WMI/AAAAAAAAAhE/J5RX_lMmTlA/s320/IMG_0908.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All dainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef7u7tzQRI/AAAAAAAAAg8/jdVmtqr4xLc/s1600-h/IMG_0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325501868111249682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef7u7tzQRI/AAAAAAAAAg8/jdVmtqr4xLc/s320/IMG_0922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Escalator shot. Mesti ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef7uk_cKxI/AAAAAAAAAg0/DiSrscXKhs4/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325501862011218706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef7uk_cKxI/AAAAAAAAAg0/DiSrscXKhs4/s320/IMG_0923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When the shopping centre empties... this is what happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naj:Wahhhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leedya: Uhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef7ue_5VGI/AAAAAAAAAgs/1-e4TPJ5HZI/s1600-h/IMG_0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325501860402517090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sef7ue_5VGI/AAAAAAAAAgs/1-e4TPJ5HZI/s320/IMG_0931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way back to Orchard Mrt. Last shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parted ways when we reached Orchard Mrt as Leedya and Naj were going the opposite way towards Boon Lay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an enjoyable day. Except for some glitches I think it all went perfecto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really have tons more pics to upload. And tons of updates to do but I shall leave that for another day... Hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today da penat lah dey! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mak masak lauk curry chicken smlm, today she cooked chicken kicap.. Hari-hari makan ayam muka pun jadi ayam. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan aku da kata ni entry panjang giler... LOL. Ok ok, aku da lapar. Nak makan.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cabot dulu geng! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-5477264222787252401?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/5477264222787252401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-entry-is-gonna-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5477264222787252401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5477264222787252401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-entry-is-gonna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SegbzL9KPCI/AAAAAAAAApM/0yEzuHYqru4/s72-c/Anuar+Zain+-+Ketulusan+Hati.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-5549834782975694782</id><published>2009-04-12T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:33:36.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hari ni aku bosan sangat. Too bored. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had events and a wedding for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event went on smoothly. Alhamdulilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding. Lol. Ok-ok lah. Malas nak elaborate more. Janji dorang bahagia sudah. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually aku malas nak update. Saja je. Type type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. BYEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Irna, jom lah kita main game.. Jom Jom!! woof woof meowww... ko kejar aku lari k? LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-5549834782975694782?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/5549834782975694782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/04/hari-ni-aku-bosan-sangat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5549834782975694782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5549834782975694782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/04/hari-ni-aku-bosan-sangat.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-1434913463811854075</id><published>2009-04-09T09:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:38:18.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Have you guys seen the ad entitled "Funeral" before?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first time I saw it on tv, I cried. The message behind the ad was simply heartwarming. I still cry whenever I see the ad. David, you see, is just like hubster with the snoring and the rear wind action. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I believed in the true message behind it. We all tend to look for the perfect person to be by our side but when they're gone, it's their imperfections that we would miss most. It's their imperfections that makes them perfect for us. Beautifully Imperfect was the word Mrs Lee said. Hubster is beautifully imperfect for the me, the epitome of imperfection.  =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The person behind the ad is none other than my favorite director, Yasmin Ahmad. Another ad you might have seen from her is the one entitled "Family".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The ad touches my heart. For those who've not yet seen it before, kindly take a moment to view it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funeral.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="345" height="364"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="345" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="345" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v66VMFBPq8E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v66VMFBPq8E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="345" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a fabulous weekend people! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-1434913463811854075?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/1434913463811854075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you-guys-seen-ad-entitled-funeral.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1434913463811854075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1434913463811854075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you-guys-seen-ad-entitled-funeral.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-376476259788628609</id><published>2009-04-07T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:42:38.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I changed my blogskin. Ekekeke. I was bored thus the change. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've not been online on msn for a long time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll update soon. With pics. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s: CSI is back on Channel 5. Like finally!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-376476259788628609?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/376476259788628609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-changed-my-blogskin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/376476259788628609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/376476259788628609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-changed-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-5087972944088004389</id><published>2009-04-02T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:39:56.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SdST83n3z_I/AAAAAAAAAgM/ZRrZ4wqIf2E/s1600-h/DSCF1622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320039733764018162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SdST83n3z_I/AAAAAAAAAgM/ZRrZ4wqIf2E/s320/DSCF1622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha..ok the pic is so not edited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's his 15th birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just yesterday, he made me so pissed off that I called his dad up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told him, he's going back to J.B. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But while I'm still fuming over what he said yesterday, my brother asked me; "Kak, kau tak belikan apa-apa untuk dia?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I furiously shake it off, citing I don't care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the fact is, I really do care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we(my brother and me) planned to sabo him. And that's when cuzzin Jojo and Aidil came along with eggs and talcum powder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, he got sabo-ed bad. Eggs on his hair and shirt with a face white with talcum powder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't take any pictures as I didn't bring the camera along, fearing he would hug me. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought him a small cake. $2 Mini Choc Mousse as I know how much he loves chocolate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday, Mamat. Semoga Allah panjangkan usia, murahkan rezeki dan lindungi Mamat dari segalan keburukan. Moga dibukakan pintu hati dan moga perjalanan hidup Mamat diterangi dengan cahaya. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-5087972944088004389?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/5087972944088004389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/04/haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5087972944088004389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/5087972944088004389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SdST83n3z_I/AAAAAAAAAgM/ZRrZ4wqIf2E/s72-c/DSCF1622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-7102656640845085534</id><published>2009-03-30T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:07:18.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Almost 9 years ago, I never thought I'd settle down with the guy whom I just got to know from a friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The funny thing about us was that I didn't know how he looked like and he doesn't know how I looked like. We got to know one another from a friend, Hakif. And the first time he actually tried to communicate with me was a funny story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He sms-ed me in the morning, a time where I would be asleep. Dead tired from working night shift. The sms I replied was at night when I was on the way to work, in which time he was already in bed. So the first time we actually tried contacting each other was a mishap. Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we didn't actually managed to exchange much details till the next day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We chatted on the phone, text messaged each other for about two weeks before we finally decided to meet up. Hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He wanted to send me to work that night. On the way to my workplace, he asked for permission to hold my hands in which I just said ya. Then once we've reached my workplace, he asked for permission to kiss me on my cheeks in which I said ya. Hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He began sending me to work and fetching me home almost everyday despite being too tired from work or something. He'd always put me first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow, I don't know what happened but we just clicked. We like the same stuff, almost. Both he and I were nursing a broken heart. Hehehe. Not actually broken, just crack je actually. Haha. He had just separated with his Malaysian Gf of 2 yrs. Yelah masa tu nak masuk NS, mana ada time nak ulang alik jumpa matair kan? Tulah nak matair dengan orang jauh kannnn..last temu jodoh dengan orang SG gak!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time I got to know him was when he was halfway thru NS. We naturally became close. Takde sound-sound jadi matair. And kalau tak aku yang bersuara cakap kita takde date nak celebrate anniversary, dia tak sound aku secara formal. Haahahhaa. So we were in a relationship for almost 2 months before he asked me to be his GF on 12/12/2000 at 2 am. Jadi tahun ni is the 9th year we're together. Legally married cap Halal da 6 tahun. Tapi tak guna, ada date anniversary pun kadang-kadang leh lupa. Dah tu takpe, bila orang tanya dia how long have u guys been married? Dia leh cakap 8 tahun!! Ni kes dia rasa da lama sgt ke dengan aku? Pastu leh argue dengan aku, 8 tahun lah... 6 tahun laaa.. sampai aku kena sebut tarikh kita kahwin -300303. Tu pun tetap lupa. Guys, so typical.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, this past almost 9 years together I've felt a lot of emotions. Anger, happiness, disappointment but we got through it all together. Kalau marah, dua-dua marah...bebual kasar semacam tapi give us a few seconds and we will be rolling up ketawa-ketawa. Perhaps it's cos both of us knows how to cajole the other party. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I look at others' relationship that didn't last, kadang-kadang aku jadi takot. Especially bila mak aku selalu cakap, jantan sekarang tak guna satu sen. Dia ngata bapak aku lah tu. Tapi bagi aku, jantan sekarang ke jantan dulu ke semua sama. Orang kata, lelaki yang baik untuk wanita baik. Semua orang ada pasangan. Allah da ciptakan kita macam tu. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before him, I never thought I'd settle down early. Paling-paling pun aku fikir time umur aku 25-26-27 baru nak kahwin. Tapi bila mak dia da sound suruh kahwin, tup-tup plan kita dari nak tunang tahun 2005 trus kene kahwin tahun 2003. Kenapa kita agree dengan apa mak dia suruh walaupun at that point of time both of us weren't prepared to get married? Aku rasa dah sampai masa pun aku tak nak susahkan mak bapak lagi, buat dorang risau and also because I love him very much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dah 6 tahun kahwin ni kan, kita da macam kawan. Tapi memang betul, dia lah kawan, dia lah sahabat, dia lah suami, dia lah teman. Aku dah jarang keluar dengan kawan-kawan atau secara sorang-sorang cos rasa janggal. Aku takleh keluar kalau dia takde nanti aku rasa diri aku out of place. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dia pun sama, kalau dia ajak aku keluar dan aku malas. Dia takkan keluar. Bila aku suruh dia keluar, dia kata tak nak. Takde bini kuar sorang-sorang macam merayau tak kene tempat. Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dia very nice person, opinionated, sporting and will always pamper me first. Mintak je apa tapi kadang-kadang aku kesian tengok dia. Yelah, jadi anak lelaki sulung family dia bukan senang. Tanggungjawab dia kat aku, abih kat mak dia lagi. Kadang-kadang aku rasa benci kat side dia tapi kena terima jugak. Dorang kata kalau da kawin anak, mesti nak kena kawin dengan family dia jugak. Jadi pelan-pelan aku try to accept walaupun kadang-kadang aku takleh accept. LOL. Demi dia. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kalau dia leh terima keluarga aku, takkan aku takleh terima keluarga dia kan? It's going to be unfair and it's going to cause a lot of problems. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marriage is something sacred in which kita kena pertahankan with a lot of hard work and effort. It's like building a sandcastle at the beach. Kalau kita buat dia kering sangat nanti dia senang roboh, kalau kita buat dia terlalu dekat dengan laut nanti musnah. So we learn to protect the castle from every possible natural disaster. We learn to add the right consistency of water so it doesn't get too wet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we learn to muster all courage it takes to fight off anasir-anasir jahat. Learn to stand up to make the marriage works. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ILY hubster, Happy 6th wedding anniversary!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s: sorry for not remembering what our first movie was. haha. u know ily despite forgetting the minor details. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-7102656640845085534?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/7102656640845085534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/almost-9-years-ago-i-never-thought-id.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7102656640845085534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7102656640845085534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/almost-9-years-ago-i-never-thought-id.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-971026279289110621</id><published>2009-03-20T04:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T04:56:08.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Jadinya begini, seorang saudara aku bakal berkahwin in mid April. Lantas, neneknya yang juga merangkap makcikku merangkap kakak kepada ibuku menghantar kartu undangan untuk ke majlis itu. Tapi hairannya tidak ada satu pun kad untuk kami. Ya, mungkin saja karena kami saudara dekat lalu dititip melalui pesanan mulut saja.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tapi yang lebih menghairankan aku ialah kartu-kartu itu adalah undangan untuk jiranku, untuk orang-orang yang bisa saja di'pass'kan kartu itu dengan mengetuk pintu atau berjumpa di tempat mereka berjualan. Pelik. Aku terasa seperti babu mungkin. Namun ibuku berkata ia wajib untuk kita jalankan kerana itu satu amanah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The thing here is amanah. Trustworthy. Tapi how trustworthy do they expect us to be when half the people's name on the cards are people I don't even know or worse still, kenal tapi tak tahu dimana letaknya rumah mereka. Bila ditanya melalui telefon, dia menyatakan si polan dan si anu. But who the hell are these people? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mum seems to know who they are but because of her condition, it becomes a hinder for her to actually deliver the cards. Dorang ingat mak aku dirumah hanya goyang kaki aja? Well, that's where they're wrong. We are all busy people despite the fact that we are always at home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then there's the thing about adat. Adat sememangnya memberatkan. I mean, kalau nak ikutkan adat there are many things yang tak boleh buat. Despite me being a modern woman, I don't really praktikkan adat resam budaya kita but I just follow the basic guidelines with a twince of rebellion. I still believe we need to respect our elders but more so if they respect us back. My mum knows this fact very much as I am not afraid to voice out my thoughts with her. I'm not the same with my in laws because they are the very traditional-anak-cannot-have-different-pemikiran. I'm baffled by their 'knowledge'. I feel smothered when I'm with them cos I can't express myself. Itulah orang kata, different family different ways. Masuk reban ayam berkokok, masuk kandang harimau, mengaum. Despite them acknowledging that they are far more traditional than other people, I still see flaws in their 'traditional'ness. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like my aunt, kalau nak ikut adat she would be the one who have to pass all the cards herself. My mum and me did it during my wedding. We went around Singapore to pass the card to relatives and friends. Even though mum was having walking problems then, she still pursued to do almost everything herself. For that I salute her. For the strength and for being there for me during my wedding. Helping in every single way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd rather live my life, according to my religion rather than my custom. Kalau mau ikut adat, ya boleh aja tapi ikut cara terus-terusan. Jangan buat kerja separuh jalan aja. And don't claim that orang lain tak kenal adat when it's yourself yang masih terpinga-pinga. Mungkin da jadi amalan orang melayu untuk saling mencerca rather than memberi perangsang. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kadang-kadang aku jadi confused dengan sikap orang tua kita. Mahunya anak-anak mengikut kehendak mereka. Lantas waktu anak berkata bakal mengahwini janda anak 3, mereka menentang sekeras hati. Tapi mereka tak pernah berfikir secara logika. Kalau hati sudah suka sama suka, kentutnya busuk boleh dikata wangi. Hahaha. Buat apa ditentang? Kan elok aja memberi kata semangat supaya anaknya cepat berkahwin. Makanya mereka terbebas dari segala dosa. Dan I don't think it is in our place to judge gimana personaliti orang itu, gimana isi hatinya, baik atau jahat dengan hanya memandang status. Acapkali orang yang bertudung itu bukan saja menutup rambut dan aurat mereka malah menutup hati dan mulut yang begitu busuk sekali. True, no? Lantas ketika makcikku serta anaknya memprotes akan hubungan anak saudara ku dengan bakal isterinya, aku menjadi marah. Aku berkata pada ibuku, who are they to judge her? Sedangkan Allah memberi umatNya peluang untuk memperbaiki diri mereka berkali-kali apatah lagi kita manusia. Doesn't she deserve a 2nd chance? Dan before they start pointing out her status, they should look at their own status. Sama aja sepertinya; janda. Jika mereka membela diri mereka dengan menunjukkan amalan-amalan baik mereka, mereka sudah ketandusan satu pahala. Mereka menyisih dan mengeji janda walhalnya mereka sendiri janda. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aku jadi makin tak faham dengan perilaku mereka. Bersolatnya menunjuk, ke kelas ugama menunjuk, bersedekah menunjuk. Gimana hidup mau sempurna jika semua dibuat hanya untuk menunjuk. Bukankah Allah ada berkata, amalan baik yang kita buat tidak perlu menunjuk-nunjuk dan keaiban manusia lain tak perlu kita gembar gemburkan. Jika kita memelihara aib orang nescaya Allah menutup segala aib kita juga. Insyallah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, whatever it is...aku happy dengan hidup aku sekarang. Rezeki sentiasa ada dan juga aku tidak perlu menunjuk. Untuk apa? Cukup aku dan keluargaku merasa nikmatnya. Fullstop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life made up of Faith and Hope,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kat xOxO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-971026279289110621?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/971026279289110621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/jadinya-begini-seorang-saudara-aku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/971026279289110621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/971026279289110621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/jadinya-begini-seorang-saudara-aku.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-7543427809399501445</id><published>2009-03-18T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:34:18.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Been absent the last few days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blame the cold weather. Nice to sleep in. So for the last week or so, I've been lazying in bed and sleeping as early as 10 pm. Hahaha. Weather best pe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hubster has caught the fishing fever again. It's been years since he took out his rod and drum. It's been years since we last went for a picnic by the beach. It wasn't until last Saturday where after meeting some people, we went to Changi Village to scout around for a new rod n drum and also to makan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took a cab from Loyang Point. It was drizzling then, accompanied him to the shop and I tell you, even when I'm shopping for my stuff it doesn't take that long. And the amount he spent, I can buy my stuff times 2. Heh, and macam biasa lah Kat never has the patience to accompany people go shopping lagi-lagi shopping for something I'm so unfamiliar with. Bleargh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After shopping for his stuff for an hour, we made a stop at Changi Village Food Court for dinner. I had Beef Hor Fun which sucked and hubster had Char Kway Teow which was pretty nice. Then after dinner, we made our way home. Hubster was pulling a long face cos I didn't entertain him in his shopping spree. Mestilah, kalau shopping benda lain I can give my opinion. Tapi ni shopping barang mancing, satu haram benda pun aku tak tau. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's not that I don't allow him to splurge. But fishing and photography are two hobbies that are very expensive. Dia plak kalau nak pakai rod/reel/drum murah-murah takpe...his Zziplex-dunno-what-model used to cost him over 500 buckaroos. Then his dunno-what-model drum cost him nearly 2k. Abih bila shopping and him wanting to buy an over 100 bucks drum seeing that i pulled a face, he settled for the less than hundred Penn drum. Hehehe. But overall he spend over 100 bucks for the drum, mata kail, batu ladong etc etc. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then the next day, we went fishing at Changi. Intended to go just the 4 of us; me, hubster, my brother and Mamat. Sekali, mulut aku pe gatal pi tanya bapak aku. Manalah aku tahu he would say yes. Ingatkan dia main-main aje. Sekali betol dia kuar dengan kita semua. Haha. My brother and Mamat got really pissed off at him cos he has a habit of kacau orang rabak-rabak. Sampai Changi je, lum sempat pasang rod hari pun hujan. Then it stopped and we went to lay out the tikar and bring out all the food. In a matter of 1 hour, it started raining again. I cursed myself for forgetting to bring the tent along. Haha. Then as my dad was sitting talking to me about how nice it is if we had brought along a tent, one of the ladies nearby gave my dad a tent cos she was gonna go home. Ingatkan baik mana lah, rupanya tent tak guna. Air hujan masuk dalam tent. Chets. Dah aku kat dalam tent macam banjir. I had to build a moat in order so that the water doesn't flood the area where I was sitting. Cool pe dalam tent leh buat moat. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My dad surrendered early and head to the shelter nearby but how can I just leave all the stuff in the tent kan. Luckily the camera, PSPs and handphones were sealed in a ziplock bag. Protection from rain, and that instant I wished I was a camera or a psp cos I'd be safe and dry in a ziplock bag. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The boys aka hubster, my brother and Mamat were drenched in the rain and because of that decided to terus jump into the sea despite them not bring extra clothes. Giler pe olang! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fishing nye fishing, at last dapat seekor ketam and seekor ikan apa tah. Pe cinonet tu ikan, I laughed at the sight of it. Hehehe. Tak tahu ah mak aku masak lauk apa. Ikan seekor, ketam seekor. Nak buat sambal pun cukup untuk satu mulut je. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went back at around 6 plus pm. Took a bus to Bishan and then we took a train home. Sampai rumah kul 9 plus pm. Semua da penat, bersihkan joran laughed here and there and then by 12 midnight, everyone was asleep. Haha. I was tired. Not because of the fishing but because of tahan hujan dalam tent. LOLX!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took pics but then again, my lappy is fresh. No photoshop. No software to edit my pics. Sucks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll upload all the pics sooooonnnn...promise!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciao~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-7543427809399501445?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/7543427809399501445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/been-absent-last-few-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7543427809399501445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/7543427809399501445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/been-absent-last-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-6203206199764033026</id><published>2009-03-12T18:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:22:32.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOB SOB.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what my lappy looks like now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312243108045920594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sbjg9heYGVI/AAAAAAAAAf0/EaO9-vCH2-o/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312243113833816370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sbjg93CUYTI/AAAAAAAAAf8/GKX4FFVFYD0/s400/untitled2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOOO  EMPTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312243894772252370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/SbjhrUQjPtI/AAAAAAAAAgE/IxXGPqzvFA4/s400/HOW_SAD_by_ONESYCKDIVA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have just finished installing the new MSN messenger. I don't even have my Photoshop here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How..how tell me how?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubster hurry up and install Photoshop for moii~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-6203206199764033026?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/6203206199764033026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/sob-sob.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/6203206199764033026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/6203206199764033026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/sob-sob.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WPwv5aR85PE/Sbjg9heYGVI/AAAAAAAAAf0/EaO9-vCH2-o/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-6149802028687054200</id><published>2009-03-10T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T16:39:05.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hold on ok.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have wanted to update my blog for the last few days but my lappy is being an ass. Keeps hanging on me. And my internet, bleargh! StoopiG! Benci benci!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm doing major backup. Copying all the files, songs and pics that I have in my lappy to my portable hardisk, luckily hubster borrows me his 110GB portable hardisk. Mine is already full with only less than 200mb left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realllllly neeeedddd to get stuff done but I keep procrastinate. Nanti lah, in 10 more minutes lah, etc2. Ada je alasan. FE-MA-LAS la Kat ni!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, bye bye..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-6149802028687054200?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/6149802028687054200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/hold-on-ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/6149802028687054200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/6149802028687054200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/hold-on-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-714164349777877587</id><published>2009-03-08T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T18:50:10.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Had a great time yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The show was fantastic. We had the first row seats!! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having your favourite male singer crooning songs right in front of you is simply blissful. Having him so close to you is indeed very surreal. I am still smiling. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, dalam hati aku cakap OMG, Anuar Zain is right in front of me!!! Mcm AARRGGHH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, the only glitch was the miscommunication we had with some of the event people... Well, it is kinda major lah. But then again when we saw him at Marriot, it was like ANUAAARRR!!!!! Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indeed, if I had the extra money going for the show is definitely worth the whole buckaroos!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll upload the pics later on. Once I've edited all of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, enjoy my favorite song from him. Haha actually semua favorite, tapi ni paling favorite!! hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll blog more soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-714164349777877587?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/714164349777877587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/had-great-time-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/714164349777877587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/714164349777877587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/had-great-time-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-8468019553383745792</id><published>2009-03-07T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:42:26.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I should be bathing now but instead I'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in my excitedness, I actually key in my password for blogspot as HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begok pe... hahahahahhahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm off to bathe and siap2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you laterrrrrrrrr, Anuar~~~!!&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/4262811274949037725-8468019553383745792?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/8468019553383745792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/8468019553383745792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/8468019553383745792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-9022762665695880929</id><published>2009-03-06T02:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:30:07.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While having dinner with Mamat at Causeway Point's Banquet, the phone rang.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha. And me being me, dah lah tempat bising dengan aku si mak minah tempeh ni, tak dengar sapa yang call aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia kata nak kenal-kenal. Citot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rupanya si Hedir! Hahaha! Tak pasal-pasal aku bebual kasar. Hehe. Sorry ye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, aku sungguh tak sabar dot com for this Saturday!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naj, you can sabar meh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I really need to cepat-cepat find the dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAH LAU!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happpppyyy, happppyyy mooooooood and sungguh excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*dance around*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-9022762665695880929?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/9022762665695880929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/while-having-dinner-with-mamat-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/9022762665695880929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/9022762665695880929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/while-having-dinner-with-mamat-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-6246135129886904611</id><published>2009-03-03T01:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T02:18:38.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What happened yesterday was really a mood damper. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine walking with your family down the streets of Orchard(Ok, not exactly down the streets but it was more walking in the underpass from Orchard Mrt to Far East.), and then you got stopped by some SOC guys. I mean, if they wanna pull us aside do it somewhere less crowded lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we weren't doing anything wrong pon! We were walking dengan muka selengeh on the way to Far East as my brother wanted to buy some caps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I tell you, they were damn rude sia! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine asking them why they stop us, citing it's a public place... and you really should see us lot.. kita selenge ok! And then the guy said, you police or I police? Like so WTF? Can just answer nicely what, routine check or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still, they stopped us and people were staring. Imagine if it's Causeway Point with the makcik-makcik melayus.. ni nasib Orchard Road, ramai mat saleh and people weren't that kepos to begin with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, hubster was also in the SOC dulu. And even he said that's not the way to pull someone up on the streets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bleargh, mood kita trus down lepas tu sak. Mcm so not needed k. Policemen in Singapore now are getting more smart ass and less street smart. It's a wonder if they really do it out of passion or just simply sign on just because it's considered working for the government. Easy money. And also bonus dorang..heh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But certainly, it made me looked down on policemen. Dah macam, dulu kecik-kecik one of my ambitions was to be a policewomen. Seriously it was, nak ikut jejak my aunty. But seeing what happen just now, lucky lah I never actually pursued it. As a member of one of the Home Team guarding the Republic Of Singapore, I was utterly disappointed with the attitude. Gung Ho, but not at the right place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like so whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joke: taken off http://www.workjoke.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(52, 52, 52); font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;div class="joke_graph" style="float: right; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.workjoke.com/images/siren.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="joke_text"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A policeman stops a lady and asks for her license. He says "Lady, it says here that you should be wearing glasses."&lt;p&gt;The woman answered "Well, I have contacts."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The policeman replied "I don't care who you know! You're getting a ticket!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-6246135129886904611?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/6246135129886904611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-happened-yesterday-was-really-mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/6246135129886904611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/6246135129886904611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-happened-yesterday-was-really-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-568843618429266474</id><published>2009-03-02T09:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T09:37:56.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, don't ask me why I'm awake this early okay. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was supposed to be online yesterday. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Najj messaged me ; "Not online?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I replied ; " Otw hm. haha."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was on the way home from Yishun yesterday. But then, both of us got hungry and McD is just stone throw away. Decided to tapau some food back. I ordered Mega Big Mac meal, whereas hubster had Mega McSpicy meal. By then, the last train had already gone off so we took a cab home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sampai rumah je, aku on laptop tapi tak sign in to msn. Pastu terus makan sambil tengok the last bits of Minority Report. Lepas makan ingat nak online in msn. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AKU TETIDO!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha. Banyak lah aku nye nak online. Dengan laptop tak switch off, tido sampai hari ni. Yg bestnya, hubster pun tido sekali padahal he had work to do. Ni lah kes da penat rabak! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, this is so random. Aku bosan. Takde orang online pagi-pagi buta gini. Semua masih membuta. Hubster pon masih tido! Chets ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B to the O to the R to the E to the D... BORED! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I leave you all with something k. Yang paham, paham lah. Yang tak paham, jgn mcm paham k. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 67, 135); font-family: arial; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,&lt;br /&gt;Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel;&lt;br /&gt;But do not dull thy palm with entertainment&lt;br /&gt;Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- William Shakespeare&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-568843618429266474?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/568843618429266474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha-dont-ask-me-why-im-awake-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/568843618429266474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/568843618429266474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha-dont-ask-me-why-im-awake-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-1007852784732665492</id><published>2009-02-28T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:46:39.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had trouble remembering my cbox username and password thus I decided to just go create a new one.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tag me people!! My tagboard is in dire need of tags. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had Mcgriddles for breakfast today. Yeah, first time makan Mcgriddles. Oklah, but makan skit aje da muak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After breakfast at Mcdonalds, went to Yishun to lepak at in law place. She wasn't home, gone to cash in her GST cheque thingy. I've yet to cash in mine yet. Malas beb, confirm ramai orang nye. And I hate crowds. So I think I'm gonna go on Monday or Tuesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leceh ke apa takde bank account. LOL. I keep my money under the pillow. OL' SkOoL styLE.  Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a few lawyer jokes especially for Naj. LOL. Have a stupendous Sunday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;* Lawyer: "What is your date of birth?"&lt;br /&gt;* Witness: "July 15th."&lt;br /&gt;* Lawyer: "What year?"&lt;br /&gt;* Witness: "Every year."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;* Lawyer: "Can you describe what the person who attacked you looked like?"&lt;br /&gt;* Witness: "No. He was wearing a mask."&lt;br /&gt;* Lawyer: "What was he wearing under the mask?"&lt;br /&gt;* Witness: "Er...his face."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;* Lawyer: "What was the first thing your husband said to you when he woke that morning?"&lt;br /&gt;* Witness: "He said, 'Where am I, Cathy?'"&lt;br /&gt;* Lawyer: "And why did that upset you?"&lt;br /&gt;* Witness: "My name is Susan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;* Lawyer: "Trooper, when you stopped the defendant, were your red and blue lights flashing?"&lt;br /&gt;* Witness: "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;* Lawyer: "Did the defendant say anything when she got out of her car?"&lt;br /&gt;* Witness: "Yes, sir."&lt;br /&gt;* Lawyer: "What did she say?"&lt;br /&gt;* Witness: "'What disco am I at?'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-1007852784732665492?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/1007852784732665492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-had-trouble-remembering-my-cbox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1007852784732665492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/1007852784732665492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-had-trouble-remembering-my-cbox.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-8436301675242709010</id><published>2009-02-27T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:09:36.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know if the following joke is gonna get me into hot soup. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hey, I like it. I laughed. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great weekend y'all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Joke is taken off  http://www.joke-of-the-day.com .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;A man and his wife were having an argument about who should brew the coffee each morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;The wife said, "You should do it, because you get up first, and then we don't have to wait as long to get our coffee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;The husband said, "You are in charge of cooking around here and you should do it, because that is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Wife replies, "No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible that the man should do the coffee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;Husband replies, "I can't believe that, show me."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;So she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament and showed him at the top of several pages that it indeed says:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;"HEBREWS"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-8436301675242709010?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/8436301675242709010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-know-if-following-joke-is-gonna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/8436301675242709010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/8436301675242709010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-know-if-following-joke-is-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-4474717317598355589</id><published>2009-02-25T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:31:12.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I've not been keeping true to my words. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blame facebook. I was stuck playing Rock Legends! for like the longest time. Haha, abih sekarang da level 41 terus malas nak main. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubster bought PSP. Like how long ago did I asked him to buy me one? A year ago? Heh. He had bought it cos it was so bloody cheap. 90 bucks for a PSP. Gerek ke apa? Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a new mascara, I want new make up lah for that matters. I want new clothes! I want to meet Anuar Zain..! *sniggers at Naj..ssshhhh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been missing out on a few people's birthdays. Ok, I shan't lie lah... some I totally forgot about ok. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A mass happy birthday wish to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nirah, Chombie, Vin, Bestie and Pg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semoga dimurahkan rezeki, dipanjangkan usia, dikurnia kesihatan yang sempurna dan dibawah lindungan Allah sentiasa. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, the blogshops I've been to. Now I am so addicted to blogshopping. LOL. All the VS, the dresses.. Hahaha. Ok, stop! Refrain from all the window-blogshopping k. Tak boleeehhhhh... hahaha, ni semua Naj punya pasal lah. Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, nak makan. Lapar banget deh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-4474717317598355589?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/4474717317598355589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know-ive-not-been-keeping-true-to-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/4474717317598355589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/4474717317598355589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know-ive-not-been-keeping-true-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-113819142996250374</id><published>2009-02-17T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T14:08:55.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok here I go again...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku rasa macam nak blog about budak-budak sekarang yang suka nah siang-siang nak kahwin. Bila aku kata siang-siang tu, maksud aku umur baru 18, 19, 20 nak kawin. Aku tahu lah it's lebih better dari asik ke hulu hilir dengan bf. Kira macam kurangkan dosa lah gitu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi dorang ni tak pikir ke?? Dorang ingat nak kawin ni senang ke? Memang senang nak kawin tapi nak maintain the marriage tu macam mana? Tak paham aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ni kes seorang hamba Allah ni. Kira rapat jugak lah dengan aku. Umur dia baru je 19 tahun ni. Dia dengan matair dia da together for around 1 year. Dari tahun lepas asyik cakap nak bertunang. Dari bulan 11 ke bulan 12 to V day tahun ni. Tapi habuk pun takde. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bagi aku tak salah kalau nak tunang or kahwin siang provided that you're mentally and financially ready. FINANCIALLY especially. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hamba Allah yang aku sebutkan tu nak tunang. Then cakap dengan aku, dia kata nak invite dalam 500 orang. Dia nak buat both sides at one place. Nak panggil mak andam lah. Kira nak buat besar-besaran lah gitu. Aku bertambah menyampah bila dengar dia cakap macam gitu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak tahu kenapa aku kata aku menyampah. Kerana si perempuan ni tak bekerja. Skolah pun tak. Kira macam mengabiskan beras aje. Then si lelaki plak kerja cleaner. No offence lah, aku bukan trying to look down tapi berapa sangat lah gaji cleaner. Most to most 600 - 800 dollars je. Abih kalau beli cincin murah-murah takpe. Ni cincin paling murah pun 200 plus to 300. Takkanlah dia nak cincin yang simple aje.Mesti nak cincin yang ada pattern dan permata. Then duit gubahan-gubahan lagi. Sesimple mana pun, confirm keluar dalam 200 bucks untuk gubahan. Then duit sewa bus kalau nak buat two sides at one place. Duit hantaran lagi. Kalau 8k hantaran, nak kena ada $80. Kalau kata suruh mak or sedara-mara masak, tetap nak kena keluarkan duit. Kalau catering lagi lah keluar duit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau mampu tak pasal. Gasak lah nak buat besar-besaran. Ni dah lah tak bekerja, harap duit bapak. Bapak pulak alot of responsibilities. Nak bayar ni, nak bayar tu. Apa, nak amik hutang credit just for a simple engagement event? Tak masuk akal kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah tu, mak si hamba Allah ni berkata lah kepada abang si hamba Allah ni skit hari;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Sepatutnya adik kau ni dibawah tanggungan bapak kau. Dia tak skola, tak kerja."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan dengan begitulah jugak aku terus menyampah dengan pemikiran kolot orang tua tu. Haha, like seriously. MENYAMPAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak aje aku cakap balik;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Then suruh lah anak kau yang badan macam babi tu pergi kerja or sambung skola balik." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously I was gonna say that. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau nak cakap anak perempuan masih dibawah tanggungan mak bapak, sampai bila anak tu nak berdikari? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know lah, dalam Islam ada cakap anak perempuan selagi belum kahwin masih bawah tanggungan parents tapi honestly I think there is something somewhere about anak-anak yang menghambakan mak bapak dorang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau 15-16, aku faham lah jugak susah nak dapat kerja. Tapi ni da nak masuk 19 and the other one is what 25? Yg 25 tu aku faham lah ada laki nak tanggung tapi yang 19 ni? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, the least they could do is to help the father pay for the bills. Duit bill api air satu bulan sampai 400 plus tapi harapkan bapak sorang je bayar. Orang gaji 6k pun leh kayap. Apa salah gi kerja then tolak bapak sebulan 100 sorang. Kalau ada 3 working adults, at least the burden won't be that much. Ni dah lah bapak keluarkan duit bills, then duit pasar lain, duit barang dapur lain. Pernah sekali dorang spend sampai 500 bucks for just barang dapur je, tak termasuk barang pasar untuk masak. Makan apa siot sampai 500?? Tu pun aku tengok tak sampai cukup bulan dapur tak berasap... Beras dorang made of gold ke? Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak faham lah, dengan tak berbekalkan single cent dalam CPF alih cerita sal da kahwin nak beli rumah 3 room. Takkan nak kai CPF bf dia je? Abih nanti kot-kot apa terjadi, dia takleh nak claim apa-apa. Rumah sememangnya takde nama dia. Bodoh ke apa budak-budak ni? Memang hari ni dan waktu ni cakap sal taknak tuntut duit mutaah, duit edah tapi nanti bila da susah.. mesti terfikir tentang kebodohan diri sendiri. Don't waste your youth lah bugger! Tak faham aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because there's a phrase, "No one's perfect. Everyone makes mistakes." Dorang fikir takpe lah it's okay to make mistakes cos everyone does it. Kalau tak buat tak belajar. True, in some sense. Tapi tak buat pun boleh amik teladan dari orang-orang yang da buat kesilapan tu pe. Ni turut jadi bongok dan ikut sama-sama. Dah macam si Luncai terjun dengan labu-labunya and si polan pun ikut terjun padahal dia tahu dia akan tenggelam kalau dia terjun. Otak letak kat bontot kah? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is okay to get married young. Provided kerja stable, ada simpanan. Marriage should not be like bidan terjun. Buat dengan tergopoh gapah. Kalau jadi, jadilah. Kalau tak jadi, tak jadilah. Shouldn't we always wish that our marriage last long, work hard towards making it last. Kalau nak kira an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth susahlah. Dia buat, aku pun buat. Mana pergi logik?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orang yang aku rapat ni, kakak dia yg da umur 25 tahun tu pulak ada affair. Just cos laki buat camtu, dia pun sama nak buat camtu. Pertama sekali, dosa beb. Dosa lelaki senang je kalau dia betol-betol nak dia nikah je dengan perempuan tu terus dosa dia stop kat situ je. Orang perempuan mana boleh kahwin 2? Oh tapi ye tak ye, mak dia buat camtu kenapa anak tak boleh buat sama kan? Si emak kasi nasihat tapi masih buat benda yang sama depan mata anak, si anak pulak dah tahu benda tu salah tapi tengok mak boleh buat, why not me? Nak kasi nasihat tapi diri sendiri tak makan nasihat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mana pergi akal? Akal ke mengakal? Mepek sak. Aku tak paham...dorang ni takde belajar ugama ke? Jangan kata about belajar ugama lah, waktu amik kursus rumahtangga dah diterangkan. Mcm kawan baik aku cakap, ni lah orang tak tahu siksa akhirat. Nauzubillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila aku fikir balik tentang siksa akhirat, kecut perut. Dosa-dosa yang ada belum terhitung banyaknya. Nak buat dosa lagi? Takpe lah, aku lebih suka orang nak kata apa, katalah. Orang nak cakap dress up, melawa lah skit. Bagi aku, aku melawa untuk suami. Tapi suami aku kata dia lebih suka aku gini, selekeh. Hahaha. Aku pun suka aku selekeh pasal aku comfy. Ni diri aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least takde lah aku hambakan mak aku. Umur 15 aku da kerja, carik duit sendiri. Walaupun bapak tak pernah merungut. Mak aje yang asik suruh-suruh. Tu pun pasal dia kata kerja dengan anak-anak sedara yang sebaya. I've been working ever since then till the day I got married and hubster kata tak payah kerja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubster pulak, umur 14 da start keje. Bapak dia dah tak nak kasi dia duit skolah. Tak nak bayar school fees, duit buku kena carik sendiri. Jadi bila dah da ada interest nak sekolah tu, macam mana cara pun mesti carik duit untuk diri sendiri terus ke sekolah. He has been working ever since he was 14. Dari keje KFC yang gaji macam ciput, dia kerja banquet kat Raffles Hotel yang bayar 5.50 per hour on weekdays, 6 bucks per hour on weekends. Dari situ lah dia kerja untuk tampung diri sendiri sampai habis secondary school, ITE and private school. Lepas NS, dia pun kerja. Macam-macam kerja dia da try. Chef, Draftsmen, IT, Syce, Production Operator, Warehouse sampai lah ke kerja angkat najis kuda, cleaner. Semua dia dah buat. Padahal he has a private school diploma. Tak kira lah apa kerja, janji duit halal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tengok sekarang, makin economic crisis makin ramai yang memilih kerja. Kawan lama aku ni satu, dapat kerja then tolak. Alasan is dia tak pergi interview, dia cuma teman kawan je, den kawan dia suruh dia apply je. Tup tup dia dapat, kawan dia tak dapat. Dia kata dia kalau amik kerja tu kira macam dia mencuri kerja tu dari kawan dia. Aku rasa kalau dia kat depan aku, memang dah kena tengking. Dah rezeki, amik je lah. Sebelum tu dia jobless for almost a year. Abih asik ngadu kat aku, bills to pay then family dia tak understanding. Of courselah, family mana pun tak akan understand. It is not easy to be out of job, but in situations like the economic crisis now just make do with what comes by and what you have. Then aku kata, just go for the job. See how you can cope or not. Even without going for the job, dia dah menyerah diri. Macam-macam alasan. Life will not stop just because you got retrenched/jobless. The world will continue to move. Akal letak kat  bontot kah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bedek kalau kata aku perfect. Aku tak perfect but I make my choices. I use what Allah gives me; my akal. Fikir cara logik, without having to compromise on your religion. Tu pun susah ke? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak faham aku...Susah nah nak faham manusia ni, mungkin aku cuma leh faham diri aku je...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-113819142996250374?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/113819142996250374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-here-i-go-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/113819142996250374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/113819142996250374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-here-i-go-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-2161488287899073659</id><published>2009-02-15T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:45:30.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kadang-kadang aku jadi keliru dengan sikap manusia. Tak faham. Dimana letaknya akal dan fikiran yang masih lagi waras tu? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku jadi rimas dengan perkara-perkara yang terjadi depan mata. Tiap kali terjadi mcm tu, aku jadi too filled up with guilt and remorse. Dan juga rasa kesian amat sangat pada seorang insan ni. Either dia funding kegiatan itu tanpa disedari atau dia sedar dengan apa yang terjadi. Kalau dia tak sedar, aku kesian sangat. Kalau dia sedar, lagilah aku kesian. Kadang-kadang kita ni, bila bercakap mudah aje tapi bila nak buat tu susah. Like the phrase goes, it's easier said than done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mungkin rasa aku boleh buat kalau aku jadi dia tapi aku bukan dia. Aku tak pernah ada in the same boat as he. Aku tak pernah rasa apa yang dia rasa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jadi kadang-kadang aku rasa diri ni macam telan mati mak, ludah mati bapak. Tak cakap tapi berada bersama mereka buat aku rasa amat berdosa sekali. Dah kira aku ni bersubahat. Nak cakap tapi tak tahu macam mana nak mula dan juga aku ni siapa. Cuma orang luar aje. Tapi aku tahu perkara ni memang tak elok. Perlu ditegur dan kalau boleh dihentikan semuanya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pernah lihat mereka berpimpinan tangan, berpelukan dan juga dia mencium dahi dan pipi si dia. Truthfully, aku jelek banget! Come on, hubungan adik beradik kandung mungkin begitu. Tapi relationship 'abang-adik' yang baru mengenali diri masing-masing for God knows just a few years tu, tu cuma sandiwara saja. Dan adik beradik tak tidur sebilik sekatil. Astaghrifullah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jantung ku berdetak kencang bila lihat mereka masuk ke kamar yang sama. Pada waktu malam, aku selalunya melelapkan mata. Bukan kerana aku mengantuk tapi aku paksakan diri untuk tidur kerana tidak mahu rasa kecewa dengan perbuatan mereka. Tapi still, setiap pagi aku akan rasa seperti jantungku has been ripped out and shred to pieces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, as much as I may say I hate her. Yes, I do. Probably because she's not like my mum, whom after what my dad did to her, despites all the heartaches, never even did the same thing as she did. But she is still the mother to my husband. Someone very essential and has an important presence in him. I can't bring myself to hate her that much even if I tried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm beginning to miss a lot of people. A LOT. People who are a part of my life but has since gone away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Khairul Anuar aka Wentworth Miller; for the times spent on the phones conferencing with Viva. The hell funny times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Nirah. Even though we are living so close, we rarely meet up. And the hours of just chatting on the phone. Just talking. Anticipating one another's presence. The hours of laughters. I didn't realise I miss that until she called me yesterday. Hell, the things we share with one another...the jokes, the super funny incidents that I wouldn't share with other people. I shared it with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Amin Lalat. The super kelakar fella who while conferencing with me and Nirah forgot that he was heating up lauk ayam yang cuma tinggal seketul ayam je and had the whole kitchen filled with smoke and lauk hangus. Periuk filled with kerak lauk yang hangus. Hahaha. I miss his goofyness. Amin Lalat terbang tinggi-tinggi, terbang tinggi-tinggi tak sampai ke awan sebab Amin Lalat. Hahaha. Personal joke share amongst us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Vin. Just for being Vin. The cheerful, sweet girl. That one time we went shopping with Naj. Fun times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss bestie of course. His melatahness, just for being him. Have I told you how much I love a guy who melatah. I miss him, for just being him. I miss the times we would just kutuk one another, and chat on msn. Now it seems like he's endlessly busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Ena. I never thought I could find another person who share the same thoughts as me. But I did. I found it in her. The minah persona online is just her. But if you see her and hear her voice, the word minah definitely won't cross your mind. She is so sweet. She is so vulgar at times. She is my Syg. We sms-ed one another calling one another syg. I just click with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Banji. His cuteness. His merepekness. His talkativeness. Just Banji. Him getting high on just brownie. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss PG, Ami, Nyek. For just being them. The super cuteness. I miss chatting with them. I miss having my fm on and they're in it. I miss the times we just spend together online. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the Gylers. Back when Faizul and Naz were still with us. Honestly, I can't say I don't miss them. Even though Faizul is like super merepek now. And Naz no longer with adeQ. Just miss the 6 of us. 6 was a perfect number. I'm not saying 4's not. But I just miss the old times. The rollin' old times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, I feel so old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems like I'm missing a lot of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder if they miss me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-2161488287899073659?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/2161488287899073659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/02/kadang-kadang-aku-jadi-keliru-dengan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2161488287899073659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/2161488287899073659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/02/kadang-kadang-aku-jadi-keliru-dengan.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4262811274949037725.post-8027059173427501969</id><published>2009-02-14T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T03:00:28.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay geng, kali ni aku make sure that this is the last time aku tukar url untuk blog aku k. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JANJI! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4262811274949037725-8027059173427501969?l=thefabulouskat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/feeds/8027059173427501969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-geng-kali-ni-aku-make-sure-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/8027059173427501969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4262811274949037725/posts/default/8027059173427501969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefabulouskat.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-geng-kali-ni-aku-make-sure-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04363844030860931930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
