<?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-2196180152989871013</id><updated>2012-02-06T13:55:31.474+08:00</updated><category term=':: motivation ::'/><category term=':: things u should know ::'/><category term=':: designer to be ::'/><category term=':: random ::'/><category term=':: home sweet home ::'/><category term=':: art ::'/><category term=':: diary ::'/><category term=':: facts about me ::'/><category term=':: ideas ::'/><category term=':: quotes ::'/><category term=':: memories ::'/><category term=':: review : movie ::'/><category term=':: meme tag ::'/><category term=':: review : drama ::'/><category term=':: review : books ::'/><category term=':: wishes ::'/><title type='text'>Walk in My Shoes → ♫</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-6517446706718568698</id><published>2012-02-01T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T00:27:27.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: facts about me ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: memories ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Tengah malam tengok gambar lama : Siapakah budak nie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum semua!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXpVhhh7bhw/TygWHEeeLKI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/jyLFfvgZ9tI/s1600/girl58.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXpVhhh7bhw/TygWHEeeLKI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/jyLFfvgZ9tI/s1600/girl58.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So.. last nite I went through that old albums of my family which seems haven't been opened like ages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and there I smiled, laughed and smiled again. Siap guling-guling tgk muka aku time kecik. Seronok betul jadi kanak-kanak. I miss my happiness mase kecik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My ummi have always keep on repeating my childhood stories, telling me that&amp;nbsp;as a child&amp;nbsp;I was a very happy-go-lucky type. Kerja aku sengih je memanjang. Mase tu kawan-kawan ummi aku bagi aku nick name as Ponthick ( Beauty Pigeon of Thailand masa tu). The only similarity-nye aku dgn Ponthick time tu ialah senyuman je. Sebab dia suke senyum and aku pon suke senyum. Harr harr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ummi jugak cakap aku mase kecik tak banyak ragam. But.. but.. but... I was so nakal after dah masuk sekolah rendah. Ummi cakap, aku suka berkawan dengan bdak laki je and selalu sangat gaduh dgn bdak pompuan. I guess I'm having that hard-to-believe-that-I'm-a girl-syndrome. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not gay lah!! Haha... but I tend to play like other boys. Masak-masak wasn't my type of game. I&amp;nbsp;preferred&amp;nbsp;panjat pokok and police-entry-one-two-jaga-polis-mati-pencuri-jaga! Hahaha.. Anda Ingatkah lagu itu? Kalo tak ingat chilhood anda tak osem :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So here I want to share my family old photos with you guys.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8IGdg1knyXk/TygE-7xRgwI/AAAAAAAAA6I/x0UqRn8qBiI/s1600/Young+Wae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8IGdg1knyXk/TygE-7xRgwI/AAAAAAAAA6I/x0UqRn8qBiI/s1600/Young+Wae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This most handsome man on earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;meets this most lovely beautiful woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9luTt8FQDSc/TygE8h6xHKI/AAAAAAAAA6A/sZH4uCVtaSo/s1600/Young+Ummi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9luTt8FQDSc/TygE8h6xHKI/AAAAAAAAA6A/sZH4uCVtaSo/s1600/Young+Ummi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and got married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-trEeQnBrV3o/TygE60Dw-wI/AAAAAAAAA54/eI4ciEmiYCI/s1600/Young+Me+with+Ummi+Wae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-trEeQnBrV3o/TygE60Dw-wI/AAAAAAAAA54/eI4ciEmiYCI/s1600/Young+Me+with+Ummi+Wae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a year, got a daughter----&amp;gt; Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Comels kan budak kat atas nie, adoi... aku geram nak picit-picit je budak nie. Padahal itu gambar aku sendiri! Tapi-tapi... aku nak geram jugak! I guess mase nie aku 1 tahun kot. Rase nak jadi kecik balik je tgk gambar-gambar lame nie semua. T_T Wuwuwu.. #andaikubisamengundurmasa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4J42UeWDRVo/TygEyeSa4fI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/yUrFE8ql4m4/s1600/Me+with+Childhood+Bestfriend.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4J42UeWDRVo/TygEyeSa4fI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/yUrFE8ql4m4/s1600/Me+with+Childhood+Bestfriend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nie gambar aku dengan childhood&amp;nbsp;best friends&amp;nbsp;aku. Name dia Raihan. Nie gambar kat melaka. Mase pergi taman buaya. Family aku and dia masa nie sangat rapat sebab ayah aku and ayah dia satu kampung kat Thailand and diaorg study master kat Pakistan sama-sama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w8gGjkt5E5s/TygE1MVxMpI/AAAAAAAAA5g/1uOLG9fl1tM/s1600/Young+Me+with+Ummi+Wae+I.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w8gGjkt5E5s/TygE1MVxMpI/AAAAAAAAA5g/1uOLG9fl1tM/s1600/Young+Me+with+Ummi+Wae+I.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kan aku dah cakap. Kerja aku sengih je memanjang. Sengal gila aku mase kecik. *lempang diri sendiri.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nie mase aku 3 tahun kot. Tak sure. Mase nie ummi pregnant. Angah ade dlm perut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oBklRrPt790/TygE22kMkII/AAAAAAAAA5o/LkuIa6H5KEo/s1600/Young+Me+with+Ummi+Wae+II.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oBklRrPt790/TygE22kMkII/AAAAAAAAA5o/LkuIa6H5KEo/s1600/Young+Me+with+Ummi+Wae+II.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another fact about me. Aku membesar dalam UKM tau. Sebab ayah aku jadi fellow dekat kolej KAMSIS DATO' ONN UKM sambil buat another master kat UKM. Aku kira dah masuk university dari kecik lagi tau tak. Kawan-kawan aku sume university students.. LOL... ade korang kesah. =__=. Fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BdnLCgx9WP4/TygE4zliurI/AAAAAAAAA5w/7mnE1_YoNaA/s1600/Young+Me+with+Ummi+Wae+III.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BdnLCgx9WP4/TygE4zliurI/AAAAAAAAA5w/7mnE1_YoNaA/s1600/Young+Me+with+Ummi+Wae+III.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eksen betul lah budak dalam gambar nie! Aku nie kiranye "suka dengan gambar" sejak dari kecik azali lagi la kan.*keling betul ayat aku. Haha.. Ehem! Actually, "suka bergambar" lebih correct. Heeee... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQIWspJLItU/TygEuBLkpxI/AAAAAAAAA5I/-afYoSAxGAw/s1600/Me+and+Angah+Young+I.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQIWspJLItU/TygEuBLkpxI/AAAAAAAAA5I/-afYoSAxGAw/s1600/Me+and+Angah+Young+I.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yang sebelah kiri gambar dengan sepupu yang mang lebih kurang sebaya. Najwa and Ihsan. Najwa kakak Ihsan and dia sebaya aku. Kira aku paling rapat dengan dia la dlm keluarga besar, sebab kami membesar sama-sama. Ummi cakap aku lahir 6 June, and Najwa 8 Ogos. Osem kan birth date kami!! *berapa kali da gune osem...= w =. Oh, and Ihsan sekarang budak Engin UIA jugak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;muda setahun. While Najwa Medic kat UIA Kuantan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here another fact, family aku seme graduan UIA. Hahaha.. Dah boleh buat alumni sendiri.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cBsP97ux8Zk/TygEwCtEGWI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/lIQzx0kbQbw/s1600/Me+and+Angah+Young.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cBsP97ux8Zk/TygEwCtEGWI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/lIQzx0kbQbw/s1600/Me+and+Angah+Young.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK SILA LEMPANG BUDAK BAJU MERAH NIE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lol.. I was like, anak sape nie weh! Mengade gila. Takde posing lain ke? =__+*.. and that's my angah. Cute miut dari aku yang memang posing mintak selipar. Harr harr... and banyak lagi gambar aku time kecik yang lagi sengal dari nie. Tak leh tunjuk, tidak sesuai untuk ibu-ibu mengandung. Nanti anak dia jadi sengal macam aku.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: If our 7 year&amp;nbsp;old-self&amp;nbsp;come to meet us today, at the doorstep, would they be proud of us?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well..something to ponder. :) Wassalam..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-6517446706718568698?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6517446706718568698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=6517446706718568698&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/6517446706718568698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/6517446706718568698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2012/02/tengah-malam-tengok-gambar-lama.html' title='♫ Tengah malam tengok gambar lama : Siapakah budak nie?'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXpVhhh7bhw/TygWHEeeLKI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/jyLFfvgZ9tI/s72-c/girl58.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-2256992905776534454</id><published>2012-01-27T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T20:49:16.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: random ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: wishes ::'/><title type='text'>♫ write about what u tot. not tot about what to write.</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The title say it all. A friend of mine. Yep kamu, clone matlutfi! *sengih hingga ke telinga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nak ucap the verymuchbunch of thanks! coz you have open a tight window for me. I get to see more clear vision over blogging world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, blogging is about writing off your existence, seems like writing on a small corner of space on the a4 paper. It is better compared to those scribbles on the wall or the doodles on the floor. *vandalism. U write and let the judgements flow as it is. Take critiques rationally. I'm admitting that I was once a coward who live on thinking upon others tot about me and I almost forgot about the biggest judge, the One that I should be concerned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, taken a big leap, I'm gonna post anything sincerely. Taking you guys as a good listener over the thoughts of mine. I will not hold back. But, if ever stumble upon you guys, anything anydeeds.. that seems wrong. Please remind me of the right. We will never be perfect. That's what I learned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big smile while writing. Big burden lifted away. Alhamdullillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: I hope we could be friend. Even not facing each other. Sincerely by heart i will love all of you. Yes.. sincerely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-2256992905776534454?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2256992905776534454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=2256992905776534454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2256992905776534454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2256992905776534454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2012/01/write-about-what-u-tot-not-tot-about.html' title='♫ write about what u tot. not tot about what to write.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-2401570884065186063</id><published>2012-01-27T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T13:34:18.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: review : books ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Currently Reading :: Haruki Murakami - Dance3x &amp; the Elephant Vanishes</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately, minat membaca makin kuat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mungkin sebab umur pon dah bertambah. Blerghhh... *asyik ckp psal tua jek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi memang dah hakikat kot. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Memang aku makin suka baca buku. Tapi aku tak suke novel typical Melayu yang&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;asyik duk ulang tayang pasal cinta. Novel melayu yang ditulis Hlovate, novel yg unik-unik and peliks je leh tarik interest aku untuk baca. Well cuti kali nie my sis bring back home 2 books of Haruki Murakami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFKr7CR-13A/TyI0se8n8zI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/nqPkg9MUeZg/s1600/Current+Reading+I.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFKr7CR-13A/TyI0se8n8zI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/nqPkg9MUeZg/s1600/Current+Reading+I.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Vintage cover version. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So thanks a lot sis. Mang akan katam kan both books before habis cuti. Sekarang pattern aku membaca buku jd peliks skit. Aku suke pakai highlighters colour2 and highlight quotes dari buku tu, tu latest habit la. Tapi nie bukan buku aku, so tak leh la nk conteng.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dah la my sis nie, sgt jaga buku-buku dia. Dia akn pancung sape yg baca buku dia yang bagi ade kesan mark kt tulang buku tu. Korang kalo tgk buku2 dia... leh jual balek dgn harga asal kot. Ok.. aku jge jugak buku aku.. tpi tak de la smapi nk bg buku tu nmpak baru forever. Aku suka bila buku aku nmpak mcm vintage.. tpi tak rosak.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: korang baca buku ape paling latest, nti aku buat review buku nie lpas hbis baca. wassalam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-2401570884065186063?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2401570884065186063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=2401570884065186063&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2401570884065186063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2401570884065186063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2012/01/currently-reading-haruki-murakami.html' title='♫ Currently Reading :: Haruki Murakami - Dance3x &amp; the Elephant Vanishes'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFKr7CR-13A/TyI0se8n8zI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/nqPkg9MUeZg/s72-c/Current+Reading+I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-290862267346550897</id><published>2012-01-26T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T15:44:09.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: review : movie ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Movie Review :: First Love : A Little Thing Called Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Another Movie Review in the House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9k3OACKy-Zo/TkeGe84B_FI/AAAAAAAAArI/9EhQiAJTiZ4/s1600/cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9k3OACKy-Zo/TkeGe84B_FI/AAAAAAAAArI/9EhQiAJTiZ4/s1600/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Starring Mario Maurer (Pi Chone) and&amp;nbsp;Pimchanok Lerwisetpibol (Nam)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A story of an ugly duckling loving a prince charming.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sounded cheesy is it? Hehe. Well this is indeed a pure little love that probably experienced by most girls of the Nam age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I indeed had experienced one of it kind. LOL. Old story.. Well.. If you were tired of watching Korean&amp;nbsp;movie and drama you should try watching this one.. really recommended-----&amp;gt; for girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;The plot put up a puppy love as the background, how kids typically acts toward their crush. It's cute and&amp;nbsp;refreshing, it seems like&amp;nbsp;watching&amp;nbsp;your own story in a movie. Taking a long route to the toilet just to have a glance of him in his class. Sneakily staring. Believing such ridiculous mere&amp;nbsp;coincidence&amp;nbsp;as fate that prove of &amp;nbsp;you guys were match made in heaven. Aha-ha-ha.. I believe almost all girls had this kind of memory carved on their memories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KcAIQgarU2k/TyEDhOAe0YI/AAAAAAAAAys/fvr96rT7XXQ/s1600/girl50.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KcAIQgarU2k/TyEDhOAe0YI/AAAAAAAAAys/fvr96rT7XXQ/s1600/girl50.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Happy watching and dreaming of the old time girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Watch it trailer and Download it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ganool.com/2011/02/first-love-little-thing-called-love.html" style="line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-290862267346550897?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/290862267346550897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=290862267346550897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/290862267346550897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/290862267346550897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2012/01/movie-review-first-love-little-thing.html' title='♫ Movie Review :: First Love : A Little Thing Called Love'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9k3OACKy-Zo/TkeGe84B_FI/AAAAAAAAArI/9EhQiAJTiZ4/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-7103808166871918202</id><published>2012-01-25T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T23:54:48.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: memories ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Photography Outing :: Melaka</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B1OeEa5iZ5A/TxVuE59RI0I/AAAAAAAAAwo/DOgL5tHWug8/s1600/girl31.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B1OeEa5iZ5A/TxVuE59RI0I/AAAAAAAAAwo/DOgL5tHWug8/s1600/girl31.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;------- ignore this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seronok menjelajah melaka for final test Photography skills class trip.&lt;br /&gt;The only CCAC course yang leh buat aku happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woohooo..actually this happened few weeks back, before the final examination.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just have a thought of sharing my trip, and ofcos la nk share gambar-gambar yg di snap.&lt;br /&gt;Ape gune amek gambar manyak-manyak kan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LGvxI8xl7u4/Tx_rUFOWShI/AAAAAAAAAxk/g_Uej6j_BhQ/s1600/melaka1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LGvxI8xl7u4/Tx_rUFOWShI/AAAAAAAAAxk/g_Uej6j_BhQ/s1600/melaka1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1197337818"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1197337819"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiba kat melaka kat this meeting point. Which sume photosdudes kena kumpul balek kat sini lepas merayau&lt;br /&gt;kat area-area berdekatan. Terasa macam pergi lawatan tadika. Hehe. Last sekali aku pernah berada di Melaka mase aku darjah 2 or 3. Ok, gila lame. So kire same la ngn aku tak penah pergi kn sbb&lt;br /&gt;memory tempat2 tu yg aku msih ingt ialah taman buaya and kereta lembu jugak A famosa dan bukit belakang dia. Nampak kan jam kt atas tu? Tu la mark tmpat kami kena kumpul balek.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cikgu tak nk bagi sesat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tO9zY6EdEvY/Tx_rg9yFVGI/AAAAAAAAAx8/d5Q7YguqgTI/s1600/melaka6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tO9zY6EdEvY/Tx_rg9yFVGI/AAAAAAAAAx8/d5Q7YguqgTI/s1600/melaka6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami mula shoot time dah tengah hari. Susah nak set dslr bagi sesuai dgn lighting time tu. Oh, stress... masa tak banyak sgt since sampai lambat. Uncle bus tu sungguh berhati-hati bawak bus ke dia sengaja bawak lambat-lambat. Sungguh geram. Tapi sabar je lah, gune je la masa yang ada kn. kt atas nie gambar building kat Jonker Street. Melaka mang vintage. Aku sgt suka vintage concept. Lagi buruk lagi aku suke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VSshFijiN5s/Tx_rcc0UW2I/AAAAAAAAAx0/9_ZPMeXgnww/s1600/melaka5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VSshFijiN5s/Tx_rcc0UW2I/AAAAAAAAAx0/9_ZPMeXgnww/s1600/melaka5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my left Menara Taming Sari. Aku miss moment nk shoot benda alah yg turun naek sambil pusing kat menara tu. Aish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_VQ_D4kSSS8/Tx_rYnQy81I/AAAAAAAAAxs/VXOZXa2IumU/s1600/melaka2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_VQ_D4kSSS8/Tx_rYnQy81I/AAAAAAAAAxs/VXOZXa2IumU/s1600/melaka2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terasa kagum tgk invention org zaman dulu, gila tahan lama kan. Dulu masa high school duk tgk gambar dlm buku teks je, nie depan mata and siap dapat amek gambar peninggalan-peninggalan nie sume. TQ cikgu bagi kami peluang pi melaka free. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R-FSa-ASTQI/Tx_rsz4OWoI/AAAAAAAAAyM/UANWe-4_kyA/s1600/melaka8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R-FSa-ASTQI/Tx_rsz4OWoI/AAAAAAAAAyM/UANWe-4_kyA/s1600/melaka8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nie few&amp;nbsp;merchandises&amp;nbsp;yang ade kat jonker street.Sempat la jugak rembat hat ala-ala princess buat tahan panas.&amp;nbsp;Tak mau sunburn.&amp;nbsp;Hahaha.. kerek gle.&lt;br /&gt;Sculpture2 nie seme hand made. Arts have no boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j3VK2k3FaOw/Tx_rwXy_vUI/AAAAAAAAAyU/FVNmcA9CdXk/s1600/melaka9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j3VK2k3FaOw/Tx_rwXy_vUI/AAAAAAAAAyU/FVNmcA9CdXk/s1600/melaka9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Beca nie sgt uzur ok, and sangat antik. Wondering of the decades it had been through. Paling seronok tgk tiba2 ade kapal terbang and kereta api tgh2 bandar and&amp;nbsp;every single&amp;nbsp;things ofcoz lah harus lagi tua dari aku and terfikir balik topik2 dalam buku sejarah tingkatan 3. Masih ingt tak? Aku ingat2 ayam je sebab kerja aku melukis je time kelas sejarah. Isk3. *Headdesk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2_8J5PJMesU/Tx_r0TSYCyI/AAAAAAAAAyc/DjY_ygqzipw/s1600/melaka10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2_8J5PJMesU/Tx_r0TSYCyI/AAAAAAAAAyc/DjY_ygqzipw/s1600/melaka10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my right, the men in black Tee tu la cikgu kami. Kah3.. org len panggil brother je kt dia, tpi aku and nina panggil dia cikgu. Nama cikgu kami &lt;a href="http://www.ashrafsaharudin.com/"&gt;Ashraf Saharudin&lt;/a&gt;. Klik la link nie, tu website dia. Engineer turn photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ap8qR5btOY8/Tx_rmME0JEI/AAAAAAAAAyE/qswsIxWPQ4E/s1600/melaka7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ap8qR5btOY8/Tx_rmME0JEI/AAAAAAAAAyE/qswsIxWPQ4E/s1600/melaka7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least. Mesti la cebisan kota lama and A Famosa kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: the sad fact about being a photographer- U never will be featured up in any of your own pictures. Sebab tu la aku tak de dlm gmbar2 kali nie. Sobs3.. &amp;nbsp;Wassalam.&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/2196180152989871013-7103808166871918202?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/7103808166871918202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=7103808166871918202&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7103808166871918202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7103808166871918202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2012/01/photography-outing-melaka.html' title='♫ Photography Outing :: Melaka'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B1OeEa5iZ5A/TxVuE59RI0I/AAAAAAAAAwo/DOgL5tHWug8/s72-c/girl31.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-9029795270939127203</id><published>2012-01-19T18:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T18:13:25.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫ Nak Post APE?</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-niobhaKPscE/TxfrHO6tAEI/AAAAAAAAAxA/NdXPOf1wc3E/s1600/tuzki-bunny-emoticon-048.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-niobhaKPscE/TxfrHO6tAEI/AAAAAAAAAxA/NdXPOf1wc3E/s1600/tuzki-bunny-emoticon-048.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bermula 16 jan haritu lagi da start cuti,&lt;br /&gt;penuh dengan angan-angan nak post certain things kt sini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a lot of thoughts but lacking of word, means it seems hard to put all those thoughts into words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I'm suck at expressing my thought. And again, the whole time termenung depan laptop and garu2 dagu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yonGhB4wUwU/Txfq-6jfTKI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Dcl-d8po1iU/s1600/AddEmoticons0056.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yonGhB4wUwU/Txfq-6jfTKI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Dcl-d8po1iU/s1600/AddEmoticons0056.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOSER HABES LAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ape-ape pon, insyaAllah tgh usaha sehabis baek buat post bermanfaat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: emoticons tu name tuzki bunny, one of my fav cartoon items. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-9029795270939127203?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/9029795270939127203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=9029795270939127203&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/9029795270939127203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/9029795270939127203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-to-post.html' title='♫ Nak Post APE?'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-niobhaKPscE/TxfrHO6tAEI/AAAAAAAAAxA/NdXPOf1wc3E/s72-c/tuzki-bunny-emoticon-048.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-8014637155454373056</id><published>2011-12-01T14:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T18:04:29.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫ Post Sampah! :: Should Stop Posting Shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Salamua'laik,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X4cTrYRLifo/TxfqpLlhIwI/AAAAAAAAAww/kPduV-fJzTs/s1600/AddEmoticons0051.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X4cTrYRLifo/TxfqpLlhIwI/AAAAAAAAAww/kPduV-fJzTs/s1600/AddEmoticons0051.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sori sebab title kasar. Yup, da lame tak update this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Dan dalam jangka mase break nie, banyak benda jadi.&lt;br /&gt;Banyak jugak benda yang dipikirkan.&lt;br /&gt;Yang paling penting pasal post-post yang ade kat sini. Bile baca all that, semua mcam&lt;strike&gt; sampah&lt;/strike&gt; je.&lt;br /&gt;By means of sampah is, tak beri manfaat langsung dekat reader yg follow this blog or sape-sapelah yang pernah singgah jap bace.&lt;br /&gt;m(_ _)m. I'm deeply apologize for stealing your precious time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oleh sebab itu. Dengan ini yusro dah decide untuk tulis and post perkara-perkara yang insyaAllah tak sia-sia dah. Even bila I'm telling my life story, akan dipastikan cerita tu ade manfaat untuk pembaca.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yusro rase macam da tua bile cakap macam konon matang.&lt;br /&gt;Oh tidak.... hormon-hormon orang tua dah makin menular la agaknye, I'm 22, 23 to be. TT___TT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;Sem nie bz tak hingat, so buat mase nie, may be no post akn wujud..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt; kot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;Nway, may Allah bless our days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;p/s: sem nie asyik sakit. kifarah dosa la nie. doakan yusro sihat!! yosh~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;Wassalam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://yuhusayso.blogspot.com/" rel="contributor-to nofollow"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2196180152989871013-8014637155454373056?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8014637155454373056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=8014637155454373056&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8014637155454373056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8014637155454373056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/12/post-sampah.html' title='♫ Post Sampah! :: Should Stop Posting Shit'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X4cTrYRLifo/TxfqpLlhIwI/AAAAAAAAAww/kPduV-fJzTs/s72-c/AddEmoticons0051.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-2040368855329175814</id><published>2011-09-07T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T12:42:05.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: random ::'/><title type='text'>♫ tak suke tak suke tak suke!</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nak cuti lama2!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://doodleaday.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/doodle-499.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://doodleaday.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/doodle-499.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi perlu terbang pulang menuntut ilmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: naik bus je lah, haha.. 10 sept nite. bubye home, bubnye bliss and joy, bubye mom and dad and jang. &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/2196180152989871013-2040368855329175814?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2040368855329175814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=2040368855329175814&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2040368855329175814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2040368855329175814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/09/tak-suke.html' title='♫ tak suke tak suke tak suke!'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-7299178939346806542</id><published>2011-09-04T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T21:24:37.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: designer to be ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Photo Mania :: Light Leak Effect</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have been trying out a tutorial since the curiosity build up after a close friend told me she had fall in love with this recent photo effect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ba0zJwP1Ds/TmN3xrASvtI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Q2FIRTwy3ls/s1600/Effects+I.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ba0zJwP1Ds/TmN3xrASvtI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Q2FIRTwy3ls/s1600/Effects+I.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Called light leak effect. I used Photoshop cs3 base on this&lt;a href="http://photoshopgirl.com/04/09/quick-and-easy-light-leak-effect/"&gt; tutorial. &lt;/a&gt;Feels like giving it a try?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Till next tutorial. :) Wassalam..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-7299178939346806542?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/7299178939346806542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=7299178939346806542&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7299178939346806542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7299178939346806542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/09/photo-mania-light-leak-effect.html' title='♫ Photo Mania :: Light Leak Effect'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ba0zJwP1Ds/TmN3xrASvtI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Q2FIRTwy3ls/s72-c/Effects+I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-2722347853228575011</id><published>2011-08-31T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T01:40:03.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫ Ini Entry Wajib</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Assalamualaikum w.b.t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To all friends out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ePwoyEJhUa4/Tl0Wf0TyAII/AAAAAAAAAt4/QmYxnGQuf8Y/s1600/Wishes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ePwoyEJhUa4/Tl0Wf0TyAII/AAAAAAAAAt4/QmYxnGQuf8Y/s1600/Wishes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can feel the bliss of this eid and ofcourse wouldn't miss to wish it out here to all fellow readers and who's so ever reading this and happen to be a Muslim and is celebrating Eid Mubarak like me. Sincerely seeking forgiveness from all of you, any acts and words that might possibly hurting you or else annoyed, I seek for the forgiveness from head till toes :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F4mt0qegubM/Tl0YlziawJI/AAAAAAAAAt8/fwplCsAgHSE/s1600/DSC_0374.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F4mt0qegubM/Tl0YlziawJI/AAAAAAAAAt8/fwplCsAgHSE/s1600/DSC_0374.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jangan gaduh-gaduh dah kepada yang still bermasam muka. Jangan berdendam, lupe kan all that sengketa lame. Turn to a new book and live your life as a real Muslim and strive to be a Mukmin. 1 syawal..Macam biase.. solat hari raya aidil fitri and raya dengan family members dulu. Snapping pictures is a must la kan.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2M6PigIbJyg/Tl0adW7vAVI/AAAAAAAAAuA/mo_V8znumbE/s1600/DSC_0357.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2M6PigIbJyg/Tl0adW7vAVI/AAAAAAAAAuA/mo_V8znumbE/s1600/DSC_0357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a very sengal family, so we are not normal even for a photo snap. Haha.. weirdness ish purely running in our vein. It is in the gene. Deal with it people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-POSTHR4C1II/Tl0b-bT7XfI/AAAAAAAAAuE/GcR3SJ00lTE/s1600/DSC_0369.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-POSTHR4C1II/Tl0b-bT7XfI/AAAAAAAAAuE/GcR3SJ00lTE/s1600/DSC_0369.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kak Ngah! Since you will knock me to death after seeing this post *she forbid me from posting her pics up. Well.. it's raya Angah! U will forgive me this once rite? Heeeee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j6sjZ5goIcg/Tl0c7wkgDyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/3sX3hFdtuaM/s1600/DSC_0400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j6sjZ5goIcg/Tl0c7wkgDyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/3sX3hFdtuaM/s1600/DSC_0400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are my parents. May Allah bless this two important humans in my life. You will never know how much I love my mum and dad. They are like.. the most awesome people ever existed on earth to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8VY5pcHPJo/Tl0eCS1QUHI/AAAAAAAAAuM/PokPLBAQ8Ys/s1600/DSC_0377.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8VY5pcHPJo/Tl0eCS1QUHI/AAAAAAAAAuM/PokPLBAQ8Ys/s1600/DSC_0377.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The most handsome guy on earth!! I wish I'll be meeting a person having exactly my dad traits.. I mean, somebody like him. Aminn..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kCXigfE12LU/Tl0fB85Et0I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/lgohgiiOWro/s1600/DSC_0425.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kCXigfE12LU/Tl0fB85Et0I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/lgohgiiOWro/s1600/DSC_0425.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With this.. well, have fun celebrating peeps. Jangan makan-makan sampai lupe puase enam yea!! Wassalam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-2722347853228575011?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2722347853228575011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=2722347853228575011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2722347853228575011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2722347853228575011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/08/ini-entry-wajib.html' title='♫ Ini Entry Wajib'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ePwoyEJhUa4/Tl0Wf0TyAII/AAAAAAAAAt4/QmYxnGQuf8Y/s72-c/Wishes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-8800174486176478260</id><published>2011-08-26T02:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T02:32:25.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: memories ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ KKV the Return.</title><content type='html'>Salam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The people I miss the most came to meet me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKwTEpBA7Qc/TlZsQDqclDI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Pr6rbcmfURc/s1600/DSC_0105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKwTEpBA7Qc/TlZsQDqclDI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Pr6rbcmfURc/s1600/DSC_0105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This post gonna be a huge post with our fantabulous faces. Bare with us people. KKV will never die! Kim Kie Valentine. Haaha.. those childish name created into Day's little old comics. Potraying us like a mirror. Indeed the the title it self is MIRROR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTHv8WfpRdY/TlaJEmwpTYI/AAAAAAAAAtU/iGMALQHOm0Y/s1600/DSC_0091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTHv8WfpRdY/TlaJEmwpTYI/AAAAAAAAAtU/iGMALQHOm0Y/s1600/DSC_0091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lovely friends is just lovely. I did snapping enough of their pics for my eternal retentiveness till I'm old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KyJD2DTNAwE/TlaKmBhstII/AAAAAAAAAtY/HQtcANNqWXw/s1600/DSC_0111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KyJD2DTNAwE/TlaKmBhstII/AAAAAAAAAtY/HQtcANNqWXw/s1600/DSC_0111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mereka berpura-pura terkejut. Keh keh.. My friends are all the human with good humor sense. I laugh a lot while talking to them. Too many stories to be told and memories to be remembered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3OuPEtGgits/TlaLREdEE6I/AAAAAAAAAtc/_yUv3ICOxwQ/s1600/DSC_0114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3OuPEtGgits/TlaLREdEE6I/AAAAAAAAAtc/_yUv3ICOxwQ/s1600/DSC_0114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See! I told ya, they are funny to the bone. They posed purrrfectttlyyy. I really need to have a good day out for a good shoot with them on this eid. Guys be ready to be glorious on this eid ok!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ncnsSEdCnk/TlaNLTFTa1I/AAAAAAAAAtg/dWnpXCyRrgE/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ncnsSEdCnk/TlaNLTFTa1I/AAAAAAAAAtg/dWnpXCyRrgE/s1600/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good guys! Keep up on posing naturally like this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eVpUHBkFXr8/TlaObK-1LqI/AAAAAAAAAtk/VLA-hw_2z6w/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eVpUHBkFXr8/TlaObK-1LqI/AAAAAAAAAtk/VLA-hw_2z6w/s1600/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Hidayah! we call her Day. Yes Day.. the name of her own. Hihi.. In the so called comic, she portrayed by Kim. Well...A very creative and brilliant buddy. I love her jokes and laugh, and the way she talks.. real nonsense but will always make my day! Day you are my Day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5cae-oZMWCE/TlaPsc7_SFI/AAAAAAAAAto/ThPSpW2JHrU/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5cae-oZMWCE/TlaPsc7_SFI/AAAAAAAAAto/ThPSpW2JHrU/s1600/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is.. Ana!! A very sweet person. Cantik kan? Day cute and Ana cantik. Hihi.. tengok aaa kawan sape kn? Keke.. She is a simple yet personally fabulous person. The type that you will never let go, as a friend. She is a good buddy and a very goo listener.In that comic she was Valen :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WmA7cvgrs9g/TlaSKGEzfaI/AAAAAAAAAts/RtK7nhUhR0Q/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WmA7cvgrs9g/TlaSKGEzfaI/AAAAAAAAAts/RtK7nhUhR0Q/s1600/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I eventually posting this as an appreciation post for them. Well I never have a good chance to actually showing my gratitude over this friendship. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s-7zht7h4mU/TlaTg8G6u0I/AAAAAAAAAt0/iK8NE-X8SLg/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s-7zht7h4mU/TlaTg8G6u0I/AAAAAAAAAt0/iK8NE-X8SLg/s1600/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a bunch more pics to post but yet. =___=, confused since every pics counts and each of it is awesome. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guys. Another pics will be posted at my FB, would that be ok? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Till next update. Wassalam :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-8800174486176478260?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8800174486176478260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=8800174486176478260&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8800174486176478260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8800174486176478260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/08/kkv-return.html' title='♫ KKV the Return.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKwTEpBA7Qc/TlZsQDqclDI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Pr6rbcmfURc/s72-c/DSC_0105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-390919198656439863</id><published>2011-08-24T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T16:37:06.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫ Another Baby in the House.</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D3000 je last2 buat aku yang baru terkial2 nk belajar DS nie kn. Hahaha. takpe blek cuti aku men D5100 yg cun habes tu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OeCensovmFA/TlS23VldRBI/AAAAAAAAAso/tmZlniHDUq8/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OeCensovmFA/TlS23VldRBI/AAAAAAAAAso/tmZlniHDUq8/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;cermin nie berhabuk ok.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5K3NhlTSibE/TlS3OFYy0MI/AAAAAAAAAss/uXNacTeBOU0/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5K3NhlTSibE/TlS3OFYy0MI/AAAAAAAAAss/uXNacTeBOU0/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;nie cermin dah lap habuk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So this baby is officially mine! hoyeah.. Thank you Allah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-390919198656439863?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/390919198656439863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=390919198656439863&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/390919198656439863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/390919198656439863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/08/another-baby-in-house.html' title='♫ Another Baby in the House.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OeCensovmFA/TlS23VldRBI/AAAAAAAAAso/tmZlniHDUq8/s72-c/DSC_0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-2103080365289043013</id><published>2011-08-23T14:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T14:43:33.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: random ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: wishes ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Kakikulemah : The New Born Baby</title><content type='html'>Hihi.. Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ish extremely happy since I got my wish. Daddy bought up Nikon D5100 for the family, yesh.. the cam not officially mine yet, but nevertheless I got to snatch pics all the way and be happy!! :D *ade org ckp ak happy macam dapat laki. yes! Amar.. kamu. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3R5pKA1s__w/TlNFNOQ-lNI/AAAAAAAAAsM/at5DHUPbDCY/s1600/7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3R5pKA1s__w/TlNFNOQ-lNI/AAAAAAAAAsM/at5DHUPbDCY/s1600/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lol, got seduced by the baby. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Besides, I can't wait to learn more about photography in the next co-cu course for the next semester. Yosh. Here I would like to portray a few newbie snatched pics by me. Enjoiss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n0YbhYN6u9o/TlNH9z3gRAI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/kC81gM2C8u8/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n0YbhYN6u9o/TlNH9z3gRAI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/kC81gM2C8u8/s1600/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Self Portrait&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since the baby got the monitor that can be angled and rotates, the self-cam can easily be done. Lol.. for me who love snapping my own pics, the featured came in handy thou.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q5Y2KS7lnpk/TlNI6xM94dI/AAAAAAAAAsU/NT1u6W_mJdc/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q5Y2KS7lnpk/TlNI6xM94dI/AAAAAAAAAsU/NT1u6W_mJdc/s1600/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This boy sure is excited :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love the crystal clear pics that do not pixel-ed since Photoshop demand the high Q pics to be easily edited and handle. Photoshop glorious day came true! :). That's why I was in need of this baby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FaLG2kTRMn0/TlNKRCVTEBI/AAAAAAAAAsY/yNbl6oI7FbU/s1600/4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FaLG2kTRMn0/TlNKRCVTEBI/AAAAAAAAAsY/yNbl6oI7FbU/s1600/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav effect. Selective color. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Still learning thou. Got the basics knowledge of this baby through it's manual book. Yet come to learn in the next semester skills class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmN10yRG_E4/TlNLHnBBdKI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ksZ9TZAX49U/s1600/11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmN10yRG_E4/TlNLHnBBdKI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ksZ9TZAX49U/s1600/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Current readings. Got stuck in the middle of the story and not yet having times to continue.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, after all.. we were at the end phase of Ramadhan. Keep all the works of your ibadah doing up and up. May Allah let's we meet the LailatulQadar nite. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xw0n1Dry6E0/TlNLGPklVAI/AAAAAAAAAsc/elMcW-lqDXs/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xw0n1Dry6E0/TlNLGPklVAI/AAAAAAAAAsc/elMcW-lqDXs/s1600/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish to be a pro someday! Amin.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well guys, till next update. :) Wassalam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-2103080365289043013?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2103080365289043013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=2103080365289043013&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2103080365289043013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2103080365289043013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/08/kakikulemah-new-born-baby.html' title='♫ Kakikulemah : The New Born Baby'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3R5pKA1s__w/TlNFNOQ-lNI/AAAAAAAAAsM/at5DHUPbDCY/s72-c/7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-6217127083909727468</id><published>2011-08-16T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T02:16:11.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫ I do sketch fashion :D</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah tak korang terfikir nk design sendiri baju korang. Well, me too. I did sketch few jubah design sekali dgn tudung labuh dia. Yes, I really do hope budak tudung labuh pon able to wear nice clothing. Sewing and fashion designing are also part of the skills that listed on my skills hunting list. InsyaAllah I will, someday.. do my own clothing line. Authentic and presentable. Do not judge this sketch.. coz I merely sketched all this for fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pG3vToomB-4/TklbbJtwv0I/AAAAAAAAArM/ddTus9GPK8s/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pG3vToomB-4/TklbbJtwv0I/AAAAAAAAArM/ddTus9GPK8s/s1600/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the left one.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This day it is kinda hard to look for nice clothes with proper coverage of the aurah. What's wrong muslimah. Why do we have to copycat the others' way of self-present. Before really do wear something ask your iman, do not deny the obvious answer from the deep of your heart which I believe is actually telling you the truth of your way in dressing. Do not let the syaitan take place answering your doubt of your sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-laDHhsVJz_Y/TklePfEyulI/AAAAAAAAArQ/d1QqI-bjckw/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-laDHhsVJz_Y/TklePfEyulI/AAAAAAAAArQ/d1QqI-bjckw/s1600/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the top, baju raya sketch&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Well, believe in yourself while presenting the good akhlak of muslim. Be confident of what your wear, do not let people judge the way of your dressing, (biar la org kate lapuk pon) when you only concern about the judgement of Allah, well then I'm sure you will not be diverted from what actually exacted by HIM to us. We do have the proper way of dressing in Islam, and it is really nice. I will not be stating out the obvious here, coz I do believe that you knew it by heart. Oh, and when the quoted "do not judge the book by it's cover" stated, it's frankly means that what you wear doesn't posited what you are inside, simply means that.. the heart and the outer appearance doesn't relate at all. While the sin of the heart isn't related with the sin of exposing your aurah. So jgn suke2 la ckp.. Tak pkai tudung pon asal hati baek tak pe. Coz, even hati baik, dosa buka aurat still tercatat pekat. And sure ke hati tu betul2 baek kn? Hmm.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next update. Wassalam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-6217127083909727468?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6217127083909727468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=6217127083909727468&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/6217127083909727468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/6217127083909727468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-do-sketch-fashion-d.html' title='♫ I do sketch fashion :D'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pG3vToomB-4/TklbbJtwv0I/AAAAAAAAArM/ddTus9GPK8s/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-1306813469050251969</id><published>2011-08-13T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T16:35:08.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫ Took the Road Less Taken</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingat tak? Those poem that we learned mase form five. Mase tu, haram nak paham ape kejadah la poem tu nk bagi tahu kan. Haha.. siap tido2 time teacher duk mengajar. Yea, saya pelajar contoh. Well. I thought of reading those poems again. Reading it again really did splash the old spark into my heart. I miss school days. I used to hate being at school. We used to hate school is it? At least once. Well.. I miss the schools days not the school ok. Hehe.. apparently missing my old friends back then. Miss all the fun we own on those old years, despite being overloaded with stress yet friends make me remain tough and the smile just will never fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lcBkpq4g6wQ/TkLPwvX3AhI/AAAAAAAAAq0/JeSLeFwKr40/s1600/c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lcBkpq4g6wQ/TkLPwvX3AhI/AAAAAAAAAq0/JeSLeFwKr40/s1600/c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Geng Ciput. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I was really close to the 5 alien brained people (just like me) along my years back at school. Day, Ana, Wawa, Asy, Izan. Got to know Day and Ana while surviving for PMR and they were the first got stuck there, deep down that thing called heart. While reaching my last year at school the remains mentioned peeps entering the spots. Friends slot.... in brain and the heart. Day, Wawa, Asy and izan were my fellow classmate. Remembered being the most chaotic and highlighted group in the class. Never regretted for being naughty since being a good kid isn't my quality. Don't misjudge this. Just, I rather being naughty and learned out from most of my mistakes rather then being praise for a good grade and never get scold. Yeah. And I personally thought that.. naughty students always got the best spot in teachers brain and may be heart. We will remain there.. in their memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1VJz-6mhnwo/TkLQIEm9_5I/AAAAAAAAAq4/ArEUN9YCuQw/s1600/a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1VJz-6mhnwo/TkLQIEm9_5I/AAAAAAAAAq4/ArEUN9YCuQw/s1600/a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Budget Majalah &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I remembered being creative and got &lt;i&gt;budak seni&lt;/i&gt; title as a nick name from fellow seniors. I wrote ridiculously childish handwritten novel with my fabulously creative Day. I remembered writing chronicles of our days and moments in a book through out the schools days with my Ana and Day. I remember being noisy and got scold by fellow classmate yet the attempt to stop talking never actually succeed. I remembered got rides in Wawa's Jeep and she drove us around and we played a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8eup7Nnf2o/TkLQSodOvsI/AAAAAAAAAq8/j4KY-WnVNMQ/s1600/d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8eup7Nnf2o/TkLQSodOvsI/AAAAAAAAAq8/j4KY-WnVNMQ/s1600/d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sumpah kami nakal. Tapi baek. :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We used to make picnic table in class and partying eating sour mangoes with &lt;i&gt;colek&lt;/i&gt; brought by Izan. Picnic and sandwiches for break was awesome and nothing could replaces that moment. I remembered of playing truant and hating additional math classes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vN9D4BFTQik/TkLQh9l9S2I/AAAAAAAAArA/o40SGj55rjQ/s1600/f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vN9D4BFTQik/TkLQh9l9S2I/AAAAAAAAArA/o40SGj55rjQ/s1600/f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first and forever best friends. Ana&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Tell me, could money actually buy those moments and seconds? Not even a slit second I live not remembering my precious memories with those friends. I love them so dearly and yeah.. even though we are now all being busy and it became harder by days to actually meets.. I don't mind that anymore, the memories you guys had brought to me were enough to make my life wonderful. And yeah.. thanks peeps. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29JdoF0743s/TkLQvMtNZFI/AAAAAAAAArE/2tdTgH0PyVo/s1600/b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29JdoF0743s/TkLQvMtNZFI/AAAAAAAAArE/2tdTgH0PyVo/s1600/b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Geng Ciput nie paling bising C:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I thought of posting more pics of us yet I don't think others are bother enough to see it, I will keep those to my self. As those pics remain unchanged, will my love to those who were and are dearly to me remain the same. Friends fillah abadan abada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next update. Wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-1306813469050251969?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1306813469050251969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=1306813469050251969&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1306813469050251969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1306813469050251969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/08/took-road-less-taken.html' title='♫ Took the Road Less Taken'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lcBkpq4g6wQ/TkLPwvX3AhI/AAAAAAAAAq0/JeSLeFwKr40/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-7048071890680350956</id><published>2011-08-10T17:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T00:40:35.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫ Thai Heaven of Food: Pad Prik sotong</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Ramadhan People, so far.. how was your Ibadah session going on? Well, keep it up buddies. Grabs as much rewards as you can. We never know whether the next Ramadhan is destined for us or isn't. Emm.. well, today gonna share a special recipes, Thai original Padprik. Peeps.. those padprik that you guys had normally eat at the mahallah cafe isn't exactly the real padprik ok. That one only padprik wanna be but will never be. I'm not admitting it as one of Thai food. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padprik = Masak pedas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thai got a very various Padprik recipes. Each of it got a very distinctive taste yet we will still able to tell whether it is one of the Padprik or not. For the common. they are all spicy with different level of spiciness, and they got the shredded kaffir lime leaves fragrant for sure. Well.. for example we got Namprik which less spicy compared to Padprik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thaicookinghouse.com/img/food/gai_pad_prik_khing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://thaicookinghouse.com/img/food/gai_pad_prik_khing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gai is actually Chicken&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The one I got here to share is my mum's version of Padprik. We did Padprik sotong for yesterday breaking fast meal. *Boleh je nak gune ayam, daging dll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gda0Ctp2MQ/TkJKXfsc5dI/AAAAAAAAAqg/lpcRdVC8TLo/s1600/Paste.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gda0Ctp2MQ/TkJKXfsc5dI/AAAAAAAAAqg/lpcRdVC8TLo/s1600/Paste.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The padprik paste. i forgot to draw halia. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;EDITTED : MASUK AIR ASAM JAWA AND HALIA. kesilapan teknikal oleh otak goldfish nie. mintak maap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the paste and sotong is ready. follow the steps :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m4ir7xKGeJk/TkJMqAwjmRI/AAAAAAAAAqo/zurZ0Z8I0Ac/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m4ir7xKGeJk/TkJMqAwjmRI/AAAAAAAAAqo/zurZ0Z8I0Ac/s1600/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Heat oil in a pan. On medium-high heat, add padprik paste into the pan. Stir fry until it turns fragrant, about		2-3 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UAF4Goycago/TkJMzw1Ts5I/AAAAAAAAAqs/uLy6jYdWc3A/s1600/1-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UAF4Goycago/TkJMzw1Ts5I/AAAAAAAAAqs/uLy6jYdWc3A/s1600/1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. Make sure that the paste is fried out of water as the sotong already too watery. If you intend to use daging or ayam only stir fry until vapor fragrant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Add sotong. Stir frequently for about 4-5 minutes or until sotong is cooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ic3HOhODN_A/TkJN_nkWcYI/AAAAAAAAAqw/0OzqddQwyIw/s1600/2-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ic3HOhODN_A/TkJN_nkWcYI/AAAAAAAAAqw/0OzqddQwyIw/s1600/2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;4. Add long beans or (kacang buncis lagi best). Mix and stir well for about 1 minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Add shredded kaffir lime leaves, sugar (according to your taste) and fish sauce if the paste isn't salty enough. Mix and stir well. Remove from heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Serve on plate. Ready to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck on trying this. It is a very simple recipe yet very delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Authentic Thai Recipes &lt;a href="http://www.thaicookinghouse.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next update. 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Ngiahahaha. This freaking cute kid is my cousin daughter. She's excessively adorable and that what's tempting me a lot to make a huge post of her pics. Her name is Nur Syafura, mix Thai (my cousin)+Malaysian (her mum). This post gonna be a heavy one with her pics and her stories, oh and the cuteness is overload, deal with it! Bdway.. if you are not a kiddo lover I had warn you oledy ok! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vrlBs9aR5a4/TjWRe_m-c-I/AAAAAAAAApw/_xVJ0aTqaYI/s1600/9.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vrlBs9aR5a4/TjWRe_m-c-I/AAAAAAAAApw/_xVJ0aTqaYI/s1600/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One Year Old Sya&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I had seen how this lil girl had grown up. She was such a cutie. I personally think that kids this day really do love having their pics taken. This kiddo sangat lah petah berkata-kata. Soalan semua nak macam orang dewasa. Hahaha, I'm&amp;nbsp; laughing at a question from her : Kak long kenape tak make up? *innocent gile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xv9w25qYfxU/TjWRda79lqI/AAAAAAAAAps/RK-itPWCcTE/s1600/8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xv9w25qYfxU/TjWRda79lqI/AAAAAAAAAps/RK-itPWCcTE/s1600/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Comel sampai rse nk peluk dan dukung, tak nk lepas :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;She really love posing for pics. I bet she could be a great help as a model kid. Tak payah ajar pon cam ne nk posing without moving. You got a cam in front of her and she automatically pose out. The norm for kids are tak boleh nak duk diam, asyik nak bergerak je kerjanye kan? Well Sya, good job! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DOlAbvzCGPo/TjWRgteLf5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/xbXtnH2SYL0/s1600/10.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DOlAbvzCGPo/TjWRgteLf5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/xbXtnH2SYL0/s1600/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Semua orang pon dia nk amek gambar same-same. My dad and 11 year old Miqdam&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I don't actually know how this kid became way engrossed with posing for cam. Well normally budak-budak kan selalu nye akan sibuk nk men camera instead of posing for a snap rite? Ahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGEuuDPbQgc/TjWRhao0yPI/AAAAAAAAAp4/3j42nlGO5ME/s1600/11.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGEuuDPbQgc/TjWRhao0yPI/AAAAAAAAAp4/3j42nlGO5ME/s1600/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually she is the one sticking out her tongue first.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;All the above were pics taken at her house 5 years ago, and now she's big enough to chat a lot and believe me you wouldn't get bored even for a second with her around. Such a chatter and darn cute. &amp;gt;3&amp;lt;. oh sya why so cuteee??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lOOs7K_Ayt4/TjYroD-sUrI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3Ige2iORkhU/s1600/12.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lOOs7K_Ayt4/TjYroD-sUrI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3Ige2iORkhU/s1600/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three Years Old Sya.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I thought that if she was older she might not be a poser kid&amp;nbsp; anymore, yet to my surprise she still is. Haha.. U go girl! That three years old sya still got poser soul in her blood. yeah! haha.. What I love the most about this kid, she is a very well listener and a very well-behave kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FyYbollfOSw/TjYtufnb8xI/AAAAAAAAAqA/aOHdqwytCCk/s1600/13.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FyYbollfOSw/TjYtufnb8xI/AAAAAAAAAqA/aOHdqwytCCk/s1600/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poser for lyfe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And a week ago, she came to my house for a week of visit. It was a perfect time since I was home and having a totally free time to play and layan the kid. Kekeke. She stick to me like a glue and love following me around like a cat. Practically my new pet, I guess. Hahaha.. kidding. Kame wasn't around whenever there is a stranger being at the house, so.. no Kame the nosy cat for a week. *cat.. why u soo paranoid? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdfnF6jdnOU/TjYv5-4i8TI/AAAAAAAAAqI/FXaeXxKXvdA/s1600/1.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdfnF6jdnOU/TjYv5-4i8TI/AAAAAAAAAqI/FXaeXxKXvdA/s1600/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;she love make-up. 5 years old sya! (the latest)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Having her around fill up my week with a cherry blossom laugh and that kid chats brighten my daysss. XD She love make-up and keep asking me to do her a make-up. LOL kid.. kakak nie pon tak make-up, you nk make-up2 plak. =__= aishh.. I hope she will not be that girl who tampal make-up tebal-tebal. Adwaeeee.. Well it kinda nature for a girl kid to love playing with make-up, main masak-masak and all that, soo.. I'm not that wooried, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FujBKrd9gEI/TjYv0VN0LPI/AAAAAAAAAqE/bNO3Zhoz7c0/s1600/4.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FujBKrd9gEI/TjYv0VN0LPI/AAAAAAAAAqE/bNO3Zhoz7c0/s1600/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kiddo who love mirror. My blood related kid indeed. ngiahahaha&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOa9QGlEEh4/TjYwAmHU72I/AAAAAAAAAqU/HKE1-BHdxOc/s1600/5.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOa9QGlEEh4/TjYwAmHU72I/AAAAAAAAAqU/HKE1-BHdxOc/s1600/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baru bangun titooowww.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2fRTt2YEzI/TjYwCQRf3SI/AAAAAAAAAqY/QX3fZdXhOlk/s1600/6.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2fRTt2YEzI/TjYwCQRf3SI/AAAAAAAAAqY/QX3fZdXhOlk/s1600/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pose macam orang besar. Mane ko belajar nie budak? haha..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Her poser soul never actually leave her alone. She still the kid that love having her pics taken. Lepas make-up she ask me to snap a few pics of her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zPZyidx6tiM/TjYv88fMMaI/AAAAAAAAAqM/pISkvHUZgZs/s1600/2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zPZyidx6tiM/TjYv88fMMaI/AAAAAAAAAqM/pISkvHUZgZs/s1600/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;model barjaya. keke.. kid i love u so strong lah&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;and guess what, since every pics turned out cutteeee, me keep on snapping like there is no tomorrow XD. Until she said.. dah lah kak long and she ran away in hope I might chase after her. Lol kid.. I'm old to play lari-lari with chuuu. Pardon meeehh..Y__Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wGJQTRj4LTk/TjYv-QGuXVI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/lgjQgCTjVpg/s1600/3.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wGJQTRj4LTk/TjYv-QGuXVI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/lgjQgCTjVpg/s1600/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tengok tu, kalah kak long!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;She naturally pose and all pics turn out to be great. Me tunggu snap-snap je, tak pyah pon mintak dia buat cute pose. Kekeke.. people might actually trade her into kids model agencies. XD.. *over my dead body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gzm7GRjLF1A/TjYwFdRSV3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/BSzPeYpkmuU/s1600/7.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gzm7GRjLF1A/TjYwFdRSV3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/BSzPeYpkmuU/s1600/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;last but never least. u naughty smile and laugh remain within meeeh. :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The day she departed from my house, the moment feel sangat-sangat sunyi. And I said to ummi, "ummii.. boring nye tade sya." and guess what my mum had said to me? "Hahaha.. dah tu kak long kawen cepat-cepat and nanti ade la anak sendiri" *side eying me berry strong.&amp;nbsp; Lol.. with that strike kinda answer and I run awayyyyyy.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next update. Wassalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Nina you should make one huge post for your khaleesha too. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-219169128539930659?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/219169128539930659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=219169128539930659&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/219169128539930659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/219169128539930659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/08/kakikumengigilgeram-that-freaking-cute.html' title='♫ Kakikumengigilgeram: That Freaking Cute Kid'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq9Jm2aeZqs/TjUX38DOeII/AAAAAAAAApY/UCEJ5UPEGp0/s72-c/Adik+Sya.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-3284292168215006745</id><published>2011-07-31T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T21:29:47.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: ideas ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: art ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Kakikulemah: DeaDay Sensei ish Awesome</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WMn6_g8giLY/TjU2K4L3dRI/AAAAAAAAApo/QBG_6fGAp_Y/s1600/DSC04249.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WMn6_g8giLY/TjU2K4L3dRI/AAAAAAAAApo/QBG_6fGAp_Y/s1600/DSC04249.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://deaday-vespaburuk.blogspot.com/"&gt;DeaDay&lt;/a&gt; artwork.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Yesterday, my long lost bff time sekolah menengah bertandan ke rumah, hoi-hoi, and I'm sooo happy to see her again after these long years of separation! Well, the post ish only gonna tell you of how much I adore this friend talent in drawing. Back then at school, she was the one that inspire me with all her drawings and sketching, above of all that she is the one that make me determined enough to be as good at drawing as her. In your dream yusro! Hurr hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKO3pJDJofQ/TjUytlYn8OI/AAAAAAAAApc/0W7eVukj8JQ/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKO3pJDJofQ/TjUytlYn8OI/AAAAAAAAApc/0W7eVukj8JQ/s1600/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ship this. \(*3*)/&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Well, upon her visit she did a few little sketch in my sketch book and I'm gawking over it with never ending gawks. Hahaha. Indeed my sensei lorh! I make a sketch after her departure. And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dGq7Tw8p3k/TjU0MSIDQcI/AAAAAAAAApg/_umKORGKRK8/s1600/Yuyu1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dGq7Tw8p3k/TjU0MSIDQcI/AAAAAAAAApg/_umKORGKRK8/s1600/Yuyu1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miqdam refusing school days.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;there I bawl and howl!! ashgfdjsagfrdkljshgkj.. lol, I'm wayyyyy in the very different level of drawing. *middle class sketchers T__T. Well, long way to gooooo dude! Ajajajajaja! Fighto. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next update. Wassalam. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I hope you don't mind me posting this sensei Deaday! :')&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/2196180152989871013-3284292168215006745?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/3284292168215006745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=3284292168215006745&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/3284292168215006745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/3284292168215006745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/07/kakikulemah-deaday-sensei-ish-awesome.html' title='♫ Kakikulemah: DeaDay Sensei ish Awesome'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WMn6_g8giLY/TjU2K4L3dRI/AAAAAAAAApo/QBG_6fGAp_Y/s72-c/DSC04249.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-6085704711057745896</id><published>2011-07-26T23:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T12:25:34.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: review : drama ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Kakikumenggeletargembira: Ouran Highschool Host Club Live Action.</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today only gonna update about the very long waited live action of this awesome anime entitled Ouran Highschool Host Club. Yeah. I watched this anime and got all worked up since 4 to 3 years ago and the conclusion of it was epic. I soon wished for the anime to be portrayed into real life despite my thought was obviously saying that it is gonna be impossible. Well, I'm wrong after all. It is Japan dude. Merlin Beard!! It came to live. Normally Japan was known and still is as an anime land. Japan always release the live version most of their famous anime. Since, I watched and adore this anime.. the live version of it was anticipated darn much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i405.photobucket.com/albums/pp140/RayquazaDarkness/ohshc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://i405.photobucket.com/albums/pp140/RayquazaDarkness/ohshc.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the anime characters&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, the past four days ago, this long waited live action had been uploaded by &lt;a href="http://ourhour.livejournal.com/"&gt;ourhour&lt;/a&gt; community of eljay (livejournal)! and I was all lyke asdfghjklkjhdsgfhdsfkgs! this can't be real, that is superfast!. Well, actually I already came know about this a month ago, but before the announcement was officially been made about how the cast is all been done, the casting session rumor already floating around at almost the anime otaku communities :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49icGA4MWZ4/TifVKeP6EGI/AAAAAAAAIco/_NiWjoSYtAY/s1600/20110715_ouranhighschoolhostclub-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49icGA4MWZ4/TifVKeP6EGI/AAAAAAAAIco/_NiWjoSYtAY/s400/20110715_ouranhighschoolhostclub-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the live version characters&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Then, after watching the first episode, here I'm giving up a post reviewing it. Well.. I'm not pleased when I know that each episode will only aired in about 23min. UGH!! again asdskjghfdkj!! You can possibly imagine now how fast of each plot is moving. Before more rants about this, let me introduce to you all the cast for the anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ3CjmTyDQk/Ti7I1mlPUMI/AAAAAAAAAoE/fJG70jHH1Ps/s1600/Tamaki+Senpai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ3CjmTyDQk/Ti7I1mlPUMI/AAAAAAAAAoE/fJG70jHH1Ps/s1600/Tamaki+Senpai.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tamaki Suou is &lt;/b&gt;acted by&lt;b&gt; &lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;Yamamoto Yusuke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kxcuUHlGoxM/Ti7JAWM9UvI/AAAAAAAAAoU/SVx1YmUaO9o/s1600/Kyouya+Senpai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kxcuUHlGoxM/Ti7JAWM9UvI/AAAAAAAAAoU/SVx1YmUaO9o/s1600/Kyouya+Senpai.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kyoya Ootori&lt;/b&gt; acted by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daito Shunsuke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFQIpzypPz8/Ti7I8C4SSJI/AAAAAAAAAoM/kJ2rCgJqbrQ/s1600/Honey+Senpai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFQIpzypPz8/Ti7I8C4SSJI/AAAAAAAAAoM/kJ2rCgJqbrQ/s1600/Honey+Senpai.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mitsukuni Haninozuka a.k.a honey&lt;/b&gt; acted by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chiba Yudai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-17QuOhbSPO4/Ti7I-jI0lVI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/M8s6Nbyg7tc/s1600/Kaoru+Hikaru+Senpai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-17QuOhbSPO4/Ti7I-jI0lVI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/M8s6Nbyg7tc/s1600/Kaoru+Hikaru+Senpai.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachin&lt;/b&gt; acted by &lt;b&gt;Shinpei and Manpei &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Takagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6F0lkCLQRwo/Ti7JCTIzKqI/AAAAAAAAAoY/PNNU66HbaOU/s1600/Mori+Senpai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6F0lkCLQRwo/Ti7JCTIzKqI/AAAAAAAAAoY/PNNU66HbaOU/s1600/Mori+Senpai.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Takashi Morinozuka a.k.a Mori &lt;/b&gt;acted by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nakamura Masaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wvvH0_f9RJc/Ti7N24lMVOI/AAAAAAAAAoc/26REzBk7NxQ/s1600/haruhi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wvvH0_f9RJc/Ti7N24lMVOI/AAAAAAAAAoc/26REzBk7NxQ/s1600/haruhi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Haruhi Fujioka&lt;/b&gt; acted by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;Kawaguchi Haruna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fju2kRnldxA/Ti7OZiTNIqI/AAAAAAAAAog/v32n2W_2lOI/s1600/Nekozawa+Senpai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fju2kRnldxA/Ti7OZiTNIqI/AAAAAAAAAog/v32n2W_2lOI/s1600/Nekozawa+Senpai.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Umehito Nekozawa&lt;/b&gt; acted by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryusei Ryo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Those were all the casts, actors and actress of this live action Ouran Highschool Host Club. The first episode were simply great but not that awesome. It's usually like that for the first episode. You have to wait for more episodes to air before judging the whole story, rite?. I'm expecting more from this live version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, it is hard to make all that anime alike effects of this anime since it was totally anime-ish. hahaha. I was gawking wide watching all those effect especially the honey senpai shrinking effect. In anime version, honey senpai always jumping around and climbing mori senpai tall body like a tree. Can you imagine to make that be possible in live? Hahaha. You have to watch it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I'm giving up the link for you to download the 1st episode : At &lt;a href="http://ourhour.livejournal.com/tag/ouran%20high%20school%20host%20club"&gt;ourhour.livejournal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1540518254"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1540518255"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . Well, if u find that the 1st episode suited your taste, you can come to this link later to download more coming episodes. For me, I just have to watch this till the end. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Nina, can't wait for your review. *wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next update. Wasalam&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/2196180152989871013-6085704711057745896?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6085704711057745896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=6085704711057745896&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/6085704711057745896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/6085704711057745896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/07/kakikumenggeletargembira-ouran.html' title='♫ Kakikumenggeletargembira: Ouran Highschool Host Club Live Action.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49icGA4MWZ4/TifVKeP6EGI/AAAAAAAAIco/_NiWjoSYtAY/s72-c/20110715_ouranhighschoolhostclub-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-8207112866807134552</id><published>2011-07-23T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T19:02:59.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: random ::'/><title type='text'>♫ New : My Personal Photoblog</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_695041738" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vy-8ldoeT-k/TiqpU9uhcjI/AAAAAAAAAm8/xNX9FAhWU6M/s1600/Capture.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zexta9096-lens.blogspot.com/"&gt;click to view my photoblog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Salam, since I love photography that&amp;nbsp; much, I personally create my own photoblog. Don't be harsh. I'm just another photo mania girl that eager to learn more about freelancer. Not claiming to be one thou. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-8207112866807134552?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8207112866807134552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=8207112866807134552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8207112866807134552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8207112866807134552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-my-personal-photoblog.html' title='♫ New : My Personal Photoblog'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vy-8ldoeT-k/TiqpU9uhcjI/AAAAAAAAAm8/xNX9FAhWU6M/s72-c/Capture.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-8298236496576145123</id><published>2011-07-23T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T13:01:59.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: random ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: art ::'/><title type='text'>♫ 1st Conteng-conteng with Miqdam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Salam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dD36oXUPpQ/TipUH7V0HqI/AAAAAAAAAlo/5oXuTCH0EgY/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dD36oXUPpQ/TipUH7V0HqI/AAAAAAAAAlo/5oXuTCH0EgY/s1600/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st trial with highlighter marker. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Miqdam is my 14 years old little bro. He kept on pushing me to try this out. Once finish I did find this kinda random, freestyle. Interesting thou.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NyOREcFCz4U/TipVe1gckNI/AAAAAAAAAls/lR6pABiTguw/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NyOREcFCz4U/TipVe1gckNI/AAAAAAAAAls/lR6pABiTguw/s1600/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;not finish&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Really is short. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-8298236496576145123?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8298236496576145123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=8298236496576145123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8298236496576145123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8298236496576145123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/07/1st-conteng-conteng-with-miqdam.html' title='♫ 1st Conteng-conteng with Miqdam'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dD36oXUPpQ/TipUH7V0HqI/AAAAAAAAAlo/5oXuTCH0EgY/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-7544647089881955101</id><published>2011-07-22T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T22:21:33.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: facts about me ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: art ::'/><title type='text'>♫ The Treasure : My Precious Stationery Collection</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annyeong (안뇽), to let you know, me is very affectionate toward stationery. Since kindergarten, I always treasure my stationery. Too bad it seems not all stationery were able to survive till this day, but my stationery from the high school age are still kicking and are all in a very good condition despite their age. For today, I choose to let you guys having a peek into my treasure box. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hozvh09-ibo/Tik0BVOePsI/AAAAAAAAAlU/9vhPNk9aeW4/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hozvh09-ibo/Tik0BVOePsI/AAAAAAAAAlU/9vhPNk9aeW4/s1600/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;where i kept them&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;All these are the mechanical pencils and pen that will always be by my side, where ever I go. They are safely be kept in that pencil cases. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6mZ0GHzDLc/Tik1JnUZW6I/AAAAAAAAAlY/bwb5G_AadWE/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6mZ0GHzDLc/Tik1JnUZW6I/AAAAAAAAAlY/bwb5G_AadWE/s1600/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my basic coloring marker &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since I love colorful base artwork, I kept all my color markers/highlighters and currently collecting any different color which is not there in my collection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RXFF8Nuf59A/Tik2FSkPWCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/EGy0w3sKrSw/s1600/3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RXFF8Nuf59A/Tik2FSkPWCI/AAAAAAAAAlc/EGy0w3sKrSw/s1600/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my favorite&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Apparently, i love sharpies the most. Due it's richness in ink and of course the colors choices are broad. I play with sharpies a lot in drawing and inking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OlYbWmp0ZnQ/Tik3PInU7kI/AAAAAAAAAlg/niUYfUKpP6E/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OlYbWmp0ZnQ/Tik3PInU7kI/AAAAAAAAAlg/niUYfUKpP6E/s1600/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;more sketching mates&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I do some of the calligraphy too. I plan to learn it slowly, along my exploration about Islamic calligraphy. I wish someday I will be able to draw calligraphy and it will be as good as those professional one.*dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ylAWTHZatq4/Tik4hnxfs8I/AAAAAAAAAlk/72iDKSLZ6_Y/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ylAWTHZatq4/Tik4hnxfs8I/AAAAAAAAAlk/72iDKSLZ6_Y/s1600/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;other babiess&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;For sure, every stationery that I bought will be put in the very well-cared. Hahaha, so that it will not be broken. It is rare for my tools to be broken since I care about them so much. I used all of it ok, not keeping it to the grave. I do let it be borrowed by friends too. I'm not cheapskate yaw! Few of them do lost and each time,I will have this bit grieve in my heart.&amp;nbsp; :( yeah, they are my treasureeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i told yaaa that i'm weird. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-7544647089881955101?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/7544647089881955101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=7544647089881955101&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7544647089881955101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7544647089881955101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/07/treasure-my-precious-stationary.html' title='♫ The Treasure : My Precious Stationery Collection'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hozvh09-ibo/Tik0BVOePsI/AAAAAAAAAlU/9vhPNk9aeW4/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-2030672209743784075</id><published>2011-07-21T13:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T14:09:16.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: memories ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Reminiscence : Sunway Roomates Trip</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this time it is about the old trip back then in PJ. Ahaha.. tengah strolling dalam lappy, tengok old pics, LOL. Feeling old all of the sudden. Sobbing ma life. T_T. Back then, I have these awesome roommates that turned ma life to be an epic one! I miss them damn much. Never had this kind of roommates ever again. We owned the chemistry which can't be explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EtfIQORirQc/TicMHaH9FjI/AAAAAAAAAjc/t_KRDWwnPUc/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EtfIQORirQc/TicMHaH9FjI/AAAAAAAAAjc/t_KRDWwnPUc/s1600/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;loling at the faces. &amp;gt;,&amp;lt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Yesh, Nina and me dah kenal dari mule masuk PJ lagi, we were destined to be roommates and sekarang we are best friend for life. Solha and Nani dah pergi Kuantan punye kampus. Dush! Bawling at the fact that UIA owned too manyyyy separated campus. Ugh. Nani medicine, Solha pharmacy. Walau separated sebab dah pergi diff campus tapi kami still in contact. Hari tu Nani and Solha turun datang Gombak! Tapi bila kite plak nak naek Kuantan ni Nina? Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enuf with all the nobody-wanna-know story. I just decide nak put up reminiscence post about old things. I guess this blog gonna be some-kind of a journal or what? haha.. After habis final exam final semester kat CENFOS pusat asasi sains UIA.. sebagai trip farewell, we choose Sunway Lagoon as the destination. Hoyeah, time masuk hall untuk exam last, dalam pikiran dah bayang-bayang all the fun&amp;nbsp; that waits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JGqEhzdTxCs/TicPfi4RiQI/AAAAAAAAAjg/fzdH0mbv-ZE/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JGqEhzdTxCs/TicPfi4RiQI/AAAAAAAAAjg/fzdH0mbv-ZE/s1600/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;see those excited faces?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HEiTKVKqaTA/TicRDMnOcqI/AAAAAAAAAjo/R8sY1WI7f5Q/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HEiTKVKqaTA/TicRDMnOcqI/AAAAAAAAAjo/R8sY1WI7f5Q/s1600/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;tadaaaa. nani took the pic&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Kekeke. Tickets dapat half price sebab maxis msg boucher. So, mang seronok la. Hihi. kite orang pergi tukar baju dekat ladies room and cepat-cepat pergi nak beli ticket. Ramai orang kot. howl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mq-u22KYT3Y/TicTiLVTW5I/AAAAAAAAAjs/zepnAl0wQ_U/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mq-u22KYT3Y/TicTiLVTW5I/AAAAAAAAAjs/zepnAl0wQ_U/s1600/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;feels like being in another world&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;As we got the band we were free to enter the sunway world. Kami pilih untuk maen kat Water park and Amusement park. Tapi tak sempat pon nak mandi manda. Memang tak plan nak men air pon, tapi disebabkan memang boleh pilih 2 theme parks kami pilih water theme park as addition to amusement theme park, boleh la celup-celup kaki lam air kan, hak3. Well it feels like being into another world where only fun is exist. LOL. Kami solat zohor siap-siap before start the journey exploring. Ok, I guess the pics will explain better about the exciting moment dalam tu. Enjoissss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bA6F61-LN5w/TicX4zDnpRI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Qinv-A_X6fg/s1600/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bA6F61-LN5w/TicX4zDnpRI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Qinv-A_X6fg/s1600/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;things to ride. place to play&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Mula-mula kite orang head off masuk amusement theme park, name pon amusement kn, fit the name la. Masuk je trus rse amused dengan scene depan mata. semua tempat rase nak stop bergambar, nampak je photospot, dengan tanpa segan silu trus je amek gmbar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aTEicfUloy0/TiepcIc7BXI/AAAAAAAAAkY/F-P-0CKsVwc/s1600/18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aTEicfUloy0/TiepcIc7BXI/AAAAAAAAAkY/F-P-0CKsVwc/s1600/18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were guilty for being too excited&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xTenrxQ4_k4/TiepfeRlr2I/AAAAAAAAAkc/Nlwjb4eEIvM/s1600/19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xTenrxQ4_k4/TiepfeRlr2I/AAAAAAAAAkc/Nlwjb4eEIvM/s1600/19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;But no regrets, This place ish fun funn funnn!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Dah penat lari-lari budget hindustan dalam tempat yang luas amat tu dan habis sakan posing sana sini kami pun choose the first ride. Kami pilih nak naek kasut cawboy yang pusing laju tu. =_= dulu, ta ingat dah name ape ride tuu.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FZcPpIHRYU/TicaoLI7maI/AAAAAAAAAj4/gVp4bDwE_qs/s1600/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FZcPpIHRYU/TicaoLI7maI/AAAAAAAAAj4/gVp4bDwE_qs/s1600/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;loling. my face ish funny =,=&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lepas tu dah pening-pening lalat naek ride mukaddimah tu, kami pergi la naek plak 2nd ride the grand canyon river rapid sampai basah lencun. Orang len naek pakai pakain yg mang nk pi mandi manda, kami lak pkai baju gilak macam nk pi shopping je, Kekeke. Dgr bunyi air pon dah excited kemain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJ6G2FByZZs/Tiera5MGE1I/AAAAAAAAAkg/nGZqzovlux8/s1600/20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJ6G2FByZZs/Tiera5MGE1I/AAAAAAAAAkg/nGZqzovlux8/s1600/20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ECnOpr0z0tw/Tiercy03d7I/AAAAAAAAAkk/INwFpP6e6eo/s1600/21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ECnOpr0z0tw/Tiercy03d7I/AAAAAAAAAkk/INwFpP6e6eo/s1600/21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3nd ride naek wagon wheels. Sebab dah basah men River rapid, chills bgi kering bju dalam Wagon Wheels sambil tengok whole scene dalam sunway tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07Dz5piwxSM/TifCS_rphqI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/9nlGxx4VKec/s1600/9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07Dz5piwxSM/TifCS_rphqI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/9nlGxx4VKec/s1600/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;round2 vertically. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wooot, nampak roller coster yg mengancam, mengoda.. sekali tgk, ala.. dia tutup untuk maintainance plak. Tade rezeki nak pengsan kan diri naek roller coster tuuuu T__T. Dalam wagon wheels tu kami sibuk duk plan nak men ape lagi, then we spotted the pirates ship yang pusing-pusing. @~@, dah rase jolted dalam perut, kekeke.. Tapi mang tak sabar nk turun pi sana, Nani paling excited nak pegi naek kapal tu. Wee.. at least ganti roller coaster la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UHC27q2N-CE/Tice403RXHI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Pu63EWT1F0M/s1600/10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UHC27q2N-CE/Tice403RXHI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Pu63EWT1F0M/s1600/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah. terrifying yet exciting&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So our 4th ride is that flying/spinning ship. Goose bump tengok pirate ship tu melayang-layang. =_=, side eying tengok Nani yang tak sabar nak naek. Tapi muke pucat. Ahahaha.. lepas naek siyes rase nak nek lagi. Tapi mang nak nanges je time dia pusing laju tu, terbayang if safety belt tu malfunction. Memang tsk... bayang saje&amp;nbsp; pon dah leh pengsan la kan dengan ape jadi. Sobs3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvqbdwdkpf0/Tichz3-SikI/AAAAAAAAAkE/IrWRUgxczBg/s1600/11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvqbdwdkpf0/Tichz3-SikI/AAAAAAAAAkE/IrWRUgxczBg/s1600/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;on the bridge&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Penat kot riding the pirate of carribean ship tu, kah3. So we decide to strolling off, bg hilang penat. Kami jalan-jalan laa atas bridge yang gila panjang tu. Seram kot, bergoyang-goyang, sambil tengok scene water park kat bawah bridge tu. Orang mandi manda kat bawah nmpak macam semut jek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xxdQ3c3Xni8/TicjX_CXbEI/AAAAAAAAAkI/oq4-YNhjYYc/s1600/12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xxdQ3c3Xni8/TicjX_CXbEI/AAAAAAAAAkI/oq4-YNhjYYc/s1600/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;sunway bridge is falling down, falling down.. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rL6ny3uUzes/TickzWeYSpI/AAAAAAAAAkM/7VvhI4uowVE/s1600/13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rL6ny3uUzes/TickzWeYSpI/AAAAAAAAAkM/7VvhI4uowVE/s1600/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amek gambar and round-round dalam sunway je kerje kami, hahaha. Siyes penat naek kapal lanun hayun-hayun tu. Lepas dah puas men lompat-lompat bagi jambatan goyang atas jambatan gantung tu kmi turun chills dalam air kt water theme park pulak. Celup-celup kaki sambil tengok org len men air. Sobs3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uv3bTiA-i8I/TicmiLWzLlI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/QnvTlg53IsU/s1600/14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uv3bTiA-i8I/TicmiLWzLlI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/QnvTlg53IsU/s1600/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nani tak nak men&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Nani masih tak ilang pening lagi from the previous ride. Siap rse nak muntahhh. Ceh.. tadi excited nak nek, kekeke. Dia tak join chills dalam air tapi tolong snap pics kami yang tengah excited maen air macam kanak-kanak rebina. Dah lebam men air kami chills plak makan ice cream yang gilak mahal dari biasa. Ice matkool dah tak kool kot, wuuu.. double harga ice cream kat dalam sunway tu. Ala.. ice cream yg korang pon biase makan bile kemaruk bende sejuk. Huk3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Og3E4I1rVbw/TicoYRJAeHI/AAAAAAAAAkU/E9fFJQoboZs/s1600/15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Og3E4I1rVbw/TicoYRJAeHI/AAAAAAAAAkU/E9fFJQoboZs/s1600/15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ice cream matkool. dah ta kool&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;=_=", makan ice cream pon kena show off ok. hak2.. mahal tuuuu. Uih, nak pi beli ice cream lah. Best pulak tengok gambar nie. Dah la tgh panas kat umah nie. Dah habeh makan esecrem kami pon sambung la exploring sunway. the next 5th ride ish cawan pusing-pusing. Pusing lagi, kekeke.. lepas turun dari cawan tu dah jalan macam itik mabuk. Cakap pulak ala-ala apek pening hisap shisha. Hahaha. *gurauan semata-mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3C2zaDzYoz0/TiewasbCZwI/AAAAAAAAAkw/AWpJzr-YUuA/s1600/16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3C2zaDzYoz0/TiewasbCZwI/AAAAAAAAAkw/AWpJzr-YUuA/s1600/16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;before spinning&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcxhKkCKbXM/TiewcNR0f_I/AAAAAAAAAk0/EXzdVnQtNMg/s1600/17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcxhKkCKbXM/TiewcNR0f_I/AAAAAAAAAk0/EXzdVnQtNMg/s1600/17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;during spinning. another my funny face&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Uih, syiokkkk noooohh naek cawan pusing tuu. Ok, sound the very the jakun. Tapi lawak sih. Sempat aje kami sanp gmbar mse bnde tu berpusing laju, hak3. Tula final ride kami. Lepas tu kami just jalan-jalan dalam tu kills time and snap sana sini. Hihihi. Sonokkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GcKkKonJp_8/Tie2BR54uHI/AAAAAAAAAlA/frI5QjvC3y8/s1600/22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GcKkKonJp_8/Tie2BR54uHI/AAAAAAAAAlA/frI5QjvC3y8/s1600/22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;chipsmore land. man-made waterfalls&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T87X6N9tFpQ/Tie2LCxQasI/AAAAAAAAAlE/luvjl6dglm4/s1600/23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T87X6N9tFpQ/Tie2LCxQasI/AAAAAAAAAlE/luvjl6dglm4/s1600/23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;colourful stalagmite stalactite.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Ponat den round-round tau tak. Hihi.. kami pun keluar dari sunway lagoon setelah perut sudah nyanyi-nyanyi lagu rock kapak mintak isi. Sedih woo nak menapak keluar dari that place and rase nak angkut bawak balek je the ban yg ade kt tangan, sobbing! Dia mintak balek laa.. it was pretty for nothing la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XDFbA4la9bY/Tie4yMWlClI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6WG1uvnPCpA/s1600/24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XDFbA4la9bY/Tie4yMWlClI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6WG1uvnPCpA/s1600/24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;si buruk lantak. mata di sensorrrr.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RGQAy0HLgUQ/Tie4zCg4D_I/AAAAAAAAAlM/AVkaCpmfdM8/s1600/25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RGQAy0HLgUQ/Tie4zCg4D_I/AAAAAAAAAlM/AVkaCpmfdM8/s1600/25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;si malu kucing. pura-pura ayu nie haha&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Kekeke. With that McD be lated lunch.. the journey end. The fact that this journey might be the last trip for all of us before being separated, make me wanna howl! huhuu.. yet, ade pertemuan mesti ade la perpisahan kan. Tapi berjauhan tak bermakna dah tak boleh jumpe kan. Dan itu terbukti, even dah masuk campus laen-laen tapi kami still connected. Hihi. Thanks to facebook, twitter, formspring, blogspot that keeping us updated with each other stories. Thank to Allah that let us meet and be friend for life. Be friend fillah, abadan abada, Ameen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Nani, solha.. kami nak naek kuantan plak nanti. InsyaAllah. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-2030672209743784075?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2030672209743784075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=2030672209743784075&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2030672209743784075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2030672209743784075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/07/reminiscence-sunway-roomates-trip.html' title='♫ Reminiscence : Sunway Roomates Trip'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EtfIQORirQc/TicMHaH9FjI/AAAAAAAAAjc/t_KRDWwnPUc/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-8907709032701824528</id><published>2011-07-19T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T23:53:57.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: random ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: memories ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Murdered fish.</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for laugh ok. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago. I got traumatized over the fact of a murdered fish. Gosh. It's tremendously terrible. I sadly gazing at the fish big glittering eyes. :'( . It started with the murderer came back home from work dragging the fish that already unconscious or probably dead. I sneakily took a peek at the very atrocious scene and secretly snapping pictures using the murderer cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azZWMidlLG4/TiWc0ZTPCWI/AAAAAAAAAjE/LpDD_hkvDc8/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azZWMidlLG4/TiWc0ZTPCWI/AAAAAAAAAjE/LpDD_hkvDc8/s1600/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Victimized Big #Fatass Fish&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The fish was big. Bigger then any fish u guys had ever seen. I stared at the fish, and now I'm sure it was dead. By the gaze of the fish facial expression, I willy-nilly guessed that suffocation was the method resorted over the poor big fish. OMG! The murderer almost caught me in scene. I quietly hiding till he passed me and barbarically reached for the big knife to proceed. Oh no!! The fish was dead, I doubt.. what had he planned to do with the dead fish? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9zddf6Ch500/TiWft6Xh48I/AAAAAAAAAjI/q209AxRZ0dM/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9zddf6Ch500/TiWft6Xh48I/AAAAAAAAAjI/q209AxRZ0dM/s1600/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the fish was been slaughter!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I gasp! The poor fish got slaughtered from throat to tail. The blood gushing out like water coming out from pipes, splashing all over the place and the murderer tee got stained. Oh, fish. I hoped that it's soul didn't get to see this. I cup my widen mouth from the almost escaped scream. Sobbing slowly behind my hidden place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LZJ0ro1JNdw/TiWhWLJEhhI/AAAAAAAAAjM/de7ir9wR9mM/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LZJ0ro1JNdw/TiWhWLJEhhI/AAAAAAAAAjM/de7ir9wR9mM/s1600/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh! The fish organs got ripped out. T_T&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The fish limps body was thrown into the near by sink, hobbles helplessly. The ripper viciously ripped out all it's inner organs from the sallow dead body. I was very terrified over the scene and I was full with eagerness to arrest this no-heart ripper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1uGbDPyNse0/TiWi-7MF2KI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Si1cZps82mc/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1uGbDPyNse0/TiWi-7MF2KI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Si1cZps82mc/s1600/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;now he cut off the fish into pieces&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Not enough with the slaughtering pleasure, he cut off the big fish into the very bit pieces. and again throwing it off into the sink. He washed the fish? I felt a tad bit of weirdness buzzing into my brain from this ripper way of handling his unfortunate fish . Was he insane? LOL, he was insane.. otherwise he wouldn't be killing and slaughtering the victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NpVNPXqW8Uw/TiWkfbOrI_I/AAAAAAAAAjU/jTTW7zpNmJs/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NpVNPXqW8Uw/TiWkfbOrI_I/AAAAAAAAAjU/jTTW7zpNmJs/s1600/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the ripper shadow got caught&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;He causally pull out a stick and acted off. *&lt;i&gt;konon-konon isap rokok kahkahkah.&lt;/i&gt; :)). I stunned him. "GAH!! wae.. =__=, u got caught by me. U killed the big fish!! U will be put in the kitchen. Forevahhhh!! " I laugh my heart out and he side eying me very hard. "What's wrong with u kak long? I baught off this fish at nearby seaside and now let's partying.. eating the fish. kekekeke." I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUpKRKgCmc0/TiWl4-NpqYI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Fe9sCl4lflg/s1600/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUpKRKgCmc0/TiWl4-NpqYI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Fe9sCl4lflg/s1600/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the fish put into a pot&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Mom was collecting the fish body pieces and put it all into the big pot. Indeed, the big fish gonna be cooked by my mom for our lunch! Nom nom nom. To be exact, this big lovely edible fish was named Ikan Ayaa and he was cooked into Singgang and Gulai. Yosh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. the very kindergarten essay writing. I wrote this off for laugh and memory of this holiday. At least I can read back all posts after the next semester has started. Enjoissss! I hope u laugh over this joke. :) *e&lt;i&gt;ven tak kelakar! sila gelak yea. pura-pura pon takpa!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-8907709032701824528?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8907709032701824528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=8907709032701824528&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8907709032701824528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8907709032701824528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/07/murdered-fish.html' title='♫ Murdered fish.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azZWMidlLG4/TiWc0ZTPCWI/AAAAAAAAAjE/LpDD_hkvDc8/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-932342461186309620</id><published>2011-07-18T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:31:27.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: things u should know ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: motivation ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Ubat riak dan sombong diri.</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaran: Post kali ini sangat lah penuh dengan bahasa sindiran dan ayat-ayat memanah lurus masuk dalam jiwa kamu-kamu yang sudi baca.Minta ampun dan maaf dari awal. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bismillah pembuka bicara,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tajuk diatas itu agak skema, haha. Ubat riak kot, aku bukan lah doktor ok. Hihi. Anyway, kali nie nak share dengan korang tentang ubat yang sentiasa aku telan bila ade tibe rase riak dan sombong itu. Jangan la nak tipu ok, dan dan je cakap tak pernah terlintas rase bangga pada diri sendiri. Sekelumit pon mesti ade. Sikit-sikit celah kuku tu. Betul tak?*&lt;i&gt;Amboi.. baik bebenor kome yea? tak pernah rase proud. haha..&lt;/i&gt; Sebabnye semua tu mang kerja syaitan. Depa dah berjanji yang depa tu akan sesat kan jugak bani adam nie untuk join depa masuk neraka. Nak ke? *&lt;i&gt;angkat kening laju-laju.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bab paling bahaye, ialah dengan dosa-dosa yang korang tak sedar pon, bile akhirat nanti baru duk nganga luas-luas tengok neraca timbang dosa lagi berat dari pahala. Part paling sedih bila neraca timbang pahala tu kosong. Pergi mana habeh pahala aku buat? Diri mula berfikir kan, konon masa kat dunia dulu harta banyak dah terkorban bagi kat orang miskin kan? Solat aku tak pernah tinggal. Uih.. pose penuh! Tambah pose sunnat lagi. Pergi mana habih? Haaaa... Allah kan tahu ape yang ade dalam lubuk hati tu. Perasaan riak dan bangga diri tu la duk lahap makan  hang pa punya pahala. Isk-isk.. T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertamanya. Kita kena la sentiasa ingat Allah yang maha Pemurah hanya bagi pinjam je apa-apa yang ada kat kita sekarang nie. Tak yah duk rasa semua tu kita punya. Dah sombong sangat, sekali pejam je Allah boleh tarik balek tau dak? Perasaan riak dan sombong nie, mang tak dapat nak elak, even ko miskin papa sekali pon ade je part-part yang perasaan riak dan sombong itu yang syaitan boleh cucuk masuk. Huk3. Syaitan itu sangat lah tabah menghasut. So kita kena lah jugak tabah menempis segala hasutan itu. *&lt;i&gt;peperangan paling sukar ialah peperangan dengan nafsu sendiri&lt;/i&gt;. Orang yang lagi kuat menempis, orang tu la syaitan kuat nak hasut. Wuuu.. kite mohon perlindungan dari Allah. Ingat satu je. &lt;b&gt;Allah itu segalanya&lt;/b&gt;. *&lt;i&gt;tau tak, kalo jumpe hantu, korang sebut dalam hati macam nie kuat-kuat dengan rase ketauhidan pada Allah yang satu. Hantu tu lari lintang pukang tau dak. Base on pengalaman ok.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Most of the time bila dapat rase sikit-sikit aku dah nak jatuh dalam jurang riak dan sombong diri nie. Aku cepat-cepat pikir :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. aku KAYA! ----&amp;gt; ko kaya? tolong la.. kaya la sangat kan. Tiap-tiap hari bimbang pasal duit. Duit tu tak pernah cukup kot. Ko kaya? Ramai lagi manusia kaya dari ko ok. Malu sikit. Rezeki ko sekarang nie Allah bagi.. Bersama harta-harta nie semue, ko diuji Allah dan bersamanya ade tanggungjawab. Tau tak. Jangan jadi macam si Qorun tu. Jangan jadi hamba duit. Biar duit jadi hamba kita.Lagi kan, bila pulak ko kaye? Ayah ko yang penat-penat banting tulang cari rezeki. Dia tak mengaku kaya pon. Ko pulak sibuk nak rase kaya. Isk..isk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila bersedekah tu, jangan perasan sape sedekah lagi banyak, dia la lagi banyak dapat pahala. Even ko miskin tapi ko bagi seringgit yang ko perlu kan sangat-sangat kat orang yang lebih memerlukan dengan seiklas hati ko, lillahita'ala. Pahala nye lagi berganda dari orang kaya yang bersedekah beribu beriban berjuta, tapi dgn niat nak menunjuk-nunjuk. Even sebenarnye maybe pahala dia zero kot. Keiklasan tu yang penting gile. Jangan silap paham pada konsep bersedekah ok. Biar tangan kanan bersedekah, tangan kiri tak tau pon. Even,otak ko tak pernah ingat pon ko pernah bersedekah, dah berape banyak ko bersedekah. Sedekah jugak bukan dalam bentuk duit je ok, Kalo cam tu, orang miskin papa tak leh ade pahala sedekah la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo nak tahu buat baek dengan orang pon sedekah. Ko buang kan batu dari atas jalan orang lalu lalang pon sedekah. Ko bagi nenek tua, pompuan ngandung duduk dalam bas and LRT tu pon sedekah. Tak tunggu ko bagi kat nenek tua dan pompuan mengandung eehh, even ko masuk bas bagi orang laen duduk habih dulu, bila ade kosong baru ko duduk pon sedekah. Hebakkkkkk... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. aku CANTIK/HENSEM ------&amp;gt; Ahahahaha.. pi la tengok cermin tu. Cube bayang Allah bagi sopak hidung. Cacat tangan. Pe cer plak? Cantik/hensem ke? Allah tengok cantik kat hati tu haaa. Hati busuk buat ape? Even ko cantik/hensem pon. Bukan nya ko "berry" keluar mas. Tol tak? Ko buang angin pon tak wangi ok. Haha.Ramai lagi cantik/hensem dari ko tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. aku CERDIK ----&amp;gt; Weh, setakat dapat pointer and gred bagus belum bermakna ko cerdik tau tak. Ade ke ko menyumbang idea pada masyarakat. Ade ke ko buat bende hebat-hebat macam para saintis Islam terdahulu? Ade? Ade? Tak de pon kan? Baek senyap. Allah bagi manusia semua otak dia same. Same tu bukan bermaksud semua memang dah bijak. Tapi it means sape berusaha bijak kan otak, dia la jadi bijak kan? Ade ke orang bijak tu tibe-tibe je semua benda dia tahu? Semua kena lalui proses pembelajaran. Takde manusia bodoh dan cerdik, Yang ada manusia rajin dan malas *&lt;i&gt;pointing at myself&lt;/i&gt; dan manusia yang tahu dan belum tahu or maybe memang tak nak tahu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. aku ALIM/SOLEH ----&amp;gt; Hohoho, selagi hati tu asyik nampak keburukan orang. Jangan la perasan alim pulak. Selagi hati tu ade dosa. Jangan la duk rase diri nie bagus. Kalau pon nak nasihat orang, bukan point out keburukan dia sebaliknya kita lead dia kepada kebenaran. Bukan maki depan ludah belakang. Rasullullah tak ajar cara dakwah yang macam tu tau tak. Dakwah tu bukan seperti yang kita nampak, bercakap pasal agama bukan main.. tapi tak msuk dalam jiwa orang yang mendengar. Buat ape, orang pulak tambah duk sakit hati dengan kita. Takde maknanye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita kena dekat kan hati dengan hati, bila hati bersatu, ade rase sayang pada sahabat tu. Baru la membuka bicara dan debat dengan care baik.Kita berdakwah sebab nak selamat kan sahabat dan saudara seislam kita dari neraka dan syaitan. Nak sama-sama dapat redha Allah. Bukan buat musuh. Bukan nak prove kita betul orang salah, kita baek orang laen banyak dosa. Untuk pompuan.. Dah lame pakai tudung labuh pon,*&lt;i&gt;pointing at myself again &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;even yang baru pakai pon jangan ingat dah alim yea, jangan ingat dosa aurat tu tak de. Kadang-kadang kita tak sedar pon yang tingkah laku kita tu pon aurat. And yang tak pakai tudung labuh pon jangan bimbang, tutup aurat tu bukan pada tudung labuh yea. Tapi cara berpakaian kita tu. Tanye iman tiap kali berpakaian. Aurat aku dah tertutup tak? Jangan biar nafsu mencelah cakap&lt;i&gt; "Ok dah nie"&lt;/i&gt; dimana bila terang-terang dalam hati kita tu dah tau belum ok. :). Lagi pulak, tutup aurat nie takde kaitan yea dengan hati, tutup aurat tu kewajiban wanita muslim. Law of Allah for the sake of human kind. Soal hati laen cerita. Dosa pahala untuk hati dan aurat tu suku-suku, bukan kire sekali yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... ape lagi yea rase riak yang biasanye manusia rase? Empat yang atas nie mang basic riak dalam hati kita semua kan. Betul tak? Even fact nye ko tak kaya, tak cantik/hensem, tak alim/soleh atau tak la cerdik, tapi riak pada bende-bende macam nie tetap datang jugak. Ade la moment-moment nye. Huhuhu. Ape-ape pon kita mohon perlindungan Allah dari semua rase riak dan sombong yang tanpa sedar tengah makan pahala amal kita. Tu pon kalo pahala amal ade la kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lupa, kadang-kadang maybe kita tak perasan sombong tu ade even mase kita tengah berjalan-jalan menyusur nak pergi kelas. Bila berjalan, tengok la kiri kanan tu, bagi salam ke kat sape-sape, tak pon senyum seikhlas hati. Bila ade orang cakap ko sombong ko nak meletup pulak, tak pon terkebil-kebil kehairanan kenapa diaorang cakap ko sombong. Tapi if sebaliknya ko jumpe orang yang nampak sombong pon, jangan la ko suka-suka bersangka yang dia itu sombong, ko mane tau dia tengah runsing hal quiz, nak exam lagi. Tol dak? Baik ko yang mula senyum dan bagi salam dulu. Mane tau sejuk hati orang yang tengah runsing tu bila dengar ko punye salam yang ikhlas dari lubuk hati. Oh, bdway..yang lelaki.. jangan jadi kan senyuman itu sedekah bila bab nak mengorat, aku sekeh karang. *&lt;i&gt;kononnye berani &lt;/i&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa-apa pon, bercakap senang la kan. Part nak practic tu liat yang amat. Moga Allah lead kita. InsyaAllah. Let's walk the talk laaa.. cakap lebih pon taraaa guna laaa.. *&lt;i&gt;pengaruh KL gangster&lt;/i&gt;&amp;lt;---- &lt;i&gt;siyes crite nie tak elok untuk tontonan. Rosak fikiran.&lt;/i&gt; ahaha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next update with more rants then usual! Wasalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-932342461186309620?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/932342461186309620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=932342461186309620&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/932342461186309620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/932342461186309620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/07/ubat-riak-dan-sombong-diri.html' title='♫ Ubat riak dan sombong diri.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-7877863794498310915</id><published>2011-07-14T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T12:34:21.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: ideas ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Skills hunting for good. Workstation</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla for those holidays spree. Bueno deseas :) ngee.. how have you been? well, I was refusing dinner while mom.. ugh, as usual... forcing me to eat. Kekeke.. no wonder I'll gain tons of weight by the holy-end day. Umm.. there there, I'm here again to share my rants and skills hunt ideas during this holidays. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cacb69dC5MQ/Th2fXrGYCxI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ocAVghzHKrQ/s1600/skillshunt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cacb69dC5MQ/Th2fXrGYCxI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ocAVghzHKrQ/s1600/skillshunt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, it's my messsssy workspace for the moment. yeah. I'm loving this big table since I have to many things to be put up in my sight range. So.. I can easily reach for things whenever ideas strike. Umm.. thou.. personally I'm having ideas block, but I did sketch random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zj0LxPsldoc/Th27Zksv_jI/AAAAAAAAAi0/VMoXnD05y-c/s1600/DSC04076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zj0LxPsldoc/Th27Zksv_jI/AAAAAAAAAi0/VMoXnD05y-c/s1600/DSC04076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hurr hurr. Sketch this in a whim before went to bed last nite.Umm.. and I should start polishing my Korean language skills. Thou, the biggest problem is.. I spent days with sleeping around =___=, I got nagged already, learnt my lesson. Just then, I bet all of us would understand this rite? The feeling that you can sleep without being worried of anything. Soundless sleep.. while back at campus you have tons of things to be worried about. Thou, mom ish rite. It isn't a good habit to be sleeping after subuh prayer. Got to fix this habit once and for all. :'). I'm a good kid, don't chu think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsyTzn6Q5G4/Th29td6CsYI/AAAAAAAAAi4/889eSeKcuvc/s1600/DSC04074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsyTzn6Q5G4/Th29td6CsYI/AAAAAAAAAi4/889eSeKcuvc/s1600/DSC04074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;uuugllyyy but loving it's colour&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Hahaha.. this ugly monster was ma bad. I drew this for my little brother. He was up to design prints for his group's tee. I thought boys would like this ugly things, I got condemn, instead. They love teddy bear for god sake and I laugh hard. I neva though that boys would like cute things. Not to forget, he is 14 and freaking young. The age gaps was lyke, a pure torture. i feel old all the way, whenever I try to lepak-lepak with him. Harr harr harr. T__T, I never able to catch up with the things he talked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TwFrpsOzyi4/Th3Csn0__MI/AAAAAAAAAi8/SMCYxntabKQ/s1600/DSC03654.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TwFrpsOzyi4/Th3Csn0__MI/AAAAAAAAAi8/SMCYxntabKQ/s1600/DSC03654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss ma baby fish!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Sistah! U need to be home, I mishhh chuu, Ok, stop it. Like I dun know that you were busy. Pardon our silly faces. Introduce to you my epic little sister ever. My everything. Hehehe. And as you can see, there is an electric keyboard sit still beside my working table. I'm planning to debut as Yuzart. Ahahaha.. joking, I'm practicing simple piano piece like furt alice and kiss the rain by yiruma. But, I'm up to no good. I leave the skills way too long and my fingers freeze whenever I started to play. Awkward all the way.. and the pieces sounded soulless. I need to practice moreee. Wish me luck on this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how was your holiday guys? Hehehe. For me holiday is for rejuvenating, weight-gaining T__T, resting, skills hunting since I got no time back at the campus, rearranging my messy scattered brain, muhasabah, get rid of bad habits, spent precious times with the family, and focusing on your soul feeding. keep up with more ibadah. The best thing ever with this holiday is that, I'm gonna spent my whole Ramadhan at home and it is a total bliss. I'm sleepy, it was 12.30a.m. I started writing this post at 9. Ugh! Lame gile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time. Wasalam :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-7877863794498310915?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/7877863794498310915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=7877863794498310915&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7877863794498310915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7877863794498310915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/07/salam-holla-for-those-holidays-spree.html' title='♫ Skills hunting for good. Workstation'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cacb69dC5MQ/Th2fXrGYCxI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ocAVghzHKrQ/s72-c/skillshunt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-8135725055681449158</id><published>2011-07-11T18:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T12:31:33.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: home sweet home ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Loveable kitchen. Open kitchen</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho. I'm here again to post random things. Rumah saya di tambah dengan open kitchen. Ummi cakap kalo rumah kat thailand mostly akan ade open kithcen dimana dapur itu di luar rumah. Dapur khas untuk masak kaw2 lah. So, dalam rumah tak lah habis berbau dan lantai pon tak akn berminyak. Penat pulak nak mop nanti kan. Disebab kan angah nak tengok the kithchen, I made this post especially for her. But the idea of having open kitchen in the house, is great.. me thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijedfe3baE8/Thxtc0EdcYI/AAAAAAAAAik/dVxl57Io7S8/s1600/3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijedfe3baE8/Thxtc0EdcYI/AAAAAAAAAik/dVxl57Io7S8/s1600/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;tadaaa. not really siap. baru 90%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sangat best menggoreng and memasak using this open air kitchen sebab no more stink yang akan linger in the house after cooking kan. Plus sambil masak sambil hirup udara segar. It's not stuffy anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZufKvROWt3c/ThxtntJR1xI/AAAAAAAAAio/thM_oeIc4Pc/s1600/4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZufKvROWt3c/ThxtntJR1xI/AAAAAAAAAio/thM_oeIc4Pc/s1600/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;sink. come in handy for outdoor event&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Open kitchen jugak memudah kan kerja-kerja nak potong ayam dan ikan yang besar-besar (rumah nie mang suka masak and beli ikan yang besar-besar). Kalo nak buang sisik ikan pon dah senang, tak payah dah bimbang sisik ikan melekat kat dinding dalam rumah tu. Oh.. kepala paip belum pasang lagi. kekeke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AzjIJhfDN80/ThrIH1ztAFI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/6HGu_hFNXSc/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AzjIJhfDN80/ThrIH1ztAFI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/6HGu_hFNXSc/s1600/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my favorite part of the kitchen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And part nie la yang make me love this open kitchen even more, a pantry.. tempat duduk-duduk sambil teman ummi masak and jugak tempat lepak bace novel and books. best siot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMz6zomK-4w/ThrIyjWeYTI/AAAAAAAAAiU/gDzOrHCeal8/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMz6zomK-4w/ThrIyjWeYTI/AAAAAAAAAiU/gDzOrHCeal8/s1600/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;dapur gas yang berumur belasan tahun&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Yosh, best tau tak ade dapur kat luar rumah macam nie, nak picnic petang-petang and bila-bila nak buat BBQ this kitchen is like the ultimate savior for us sebab tak yah sepah-sepah masak dapur kat dalam rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-emEg_DniugA/ThxuDv-ow6I/AAAAAAAAAis/iJ8xRJ_Repw/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-emEg_DniugA/ThxuDv-ow6I/AAAAAAAAAis/iJ8xRJ_Repw/s1600/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;very large open area untuk berlari-lari :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Ruang lapang nie lah tempat picnic2 petang, makan goreng pisang dan biscuit cicah tea. Oh no. Cicah white coffee la for me. Hak3. Angah, how was it? Awesome kan the dapur nie, I was like sangat rajin turun maen-maen kat sini tiap-tiap hari, and kame love the broad area, jap2 pie tido situ, tido sini.. hahaha.. nak masak buat jamuan pon dah senang. Nanti raya nie bila ramai saudara mara buat gathering kat rumah lagi lah dapur nie banyak manfaat. Hek3.Ruang luas macam nie my dad cakap, nanti dah ade cucu boleh la men buas-buas *while side eying me very hard. Hahaha. Sorry yea.. study dulu. Oklah, till next time. Wasalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Angah, cepat la balek. :(, nanti boleh la kite berlari-lari kecil kat dapur tu. LOL. forever kid bila balek rumah. Oh, and kame rindu kamu!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-8135725055681449158?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8135725055681449158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=8135725055681449158&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8135725055681449158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8135725055681449158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/07/loveable-kitchen-open-kitchen.html' title='♫ Loveable kitchen. Open kitchen'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijedfe3baE8/Thxtc0EdcYI/AAAAAAAAAik/dVxl57Io7S8/s72-c/3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-1676729540282837657</id><published>2011-07-07T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T12:30:58.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: memories ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Fail to skate, Victory to eat</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti yang dirancang, 1 July.. plan untuk ice skate and korean food hunting lepas selesai berperang final short sem test. Hurr hurr hurr, I guess I'm doing fine with math5 and Processing of Non-metallic so mase day out dengan all lovelies sangat fun.. Then, here I'm preparing pictures for the post and the story line. This post gonna be long. If belum makan sila makan, nti tak pasal-pasal&amp;nbsp; pulak pengsan tengok makanan yg very tempting. Haha. Yang tengah qadha pose, sila jgn proceed. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;First pit stop.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Street Cafe, subang.&lt;br /&gt;Time: 12 pm, Lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rZA19FTfEyI/ThW3CK-T-TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/6Ixa2sK83xM/s1600/1.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rZA19FTfEyI/ThW3CK-T-TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/6Ixa2sK83xM/s1600/1.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the 2nd time pergi makan kat sini. if orang tanye best tak korean food, saya definately akan cakap best and akan&amp;nbsp; influence korang sampai korang rase nak pergi makan. Haha. Indeed, it is my nature untuk selalu promote bende yang saya suke and minat and bagus untuk semua. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eKlRUb5_d6g/ThW42aBC1kI/AAAAAAAAAgk/pFPYnccS9Nc/s1600/1.3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eKlRUb5_d6g/ThW42aBC1kI/AAAAAAAAAgk/pFPYnccS9Nc/s1600/1.3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the lovelies &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;For the day out, kami berenam keluar setelah susah-payah recruit orang tuk day out, muahaha. Nina would be agreeing over this. Kan Nina? Hehe.Umm.. Sewa kereta for half day RM 60. So, kne la penuh kan quota 6 org. Lol.. leh jimat and the more the merrier kan? Ok, Team day out kali nie dianggotai oleh ----&amp;gt; from above and left : Fathin and Marizzah both were Singaporean, i like them a lot, then Nina, me, Ana and Asyikin, my besties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k4pNxGyDLwU/ThW8pyhorQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/_wKikuxTrPY/s1600/1.10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k4pNxGyDLwU/ThW8pyhorQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/_wKikuxTrPY/s1600/1.10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ordering. Brain buzzing. Confuse to choose. Act cute.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-muSvk6K7PZw/ThW9GNaos8I/AAAAAAAAAgs/kKNjTrpHRrE/s1600/1.11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-muSvk6K7PZw/ThW9GNaos8I/AAAAAAAAAgs/kKNjTrpHRrE/s1600/1.11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snap-snap for the memories.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Kami pon order la makanan. Nina, Ana and me dah pernah makan, so tak de la rase confuse nak order ape. Tapi Asyikin, Fathin and Marizzah belum penah cuba any korean food before, so kite org la guide. Hehehe.. Me, Nina and Fathin ordered Bulgogi Bibimbap set. Me add lagi korean BBQ stick sebab boleh share kan. Marizzah plak order set yang ade nasi and add Pat Bin Soo (ice kacang korea) as dessert. Asyikin takut perut tak berape leh terima new type of food so dia order wrapper, looks more like kebap, and ade French Fries. Ana ordered Ramyeon + Kimbap set. Kimbap best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiIAlPkWV2U/ThXAsAA9GrI/AAAAAAAAAg4/LanbYTDj-yc/s1600/1.8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiIAlPkWV2U/ThXAsAA9GrI/AAAAAAAAAg4/LanbYTDj-yc/s1600/1.8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing games while waiting.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PX1GiBJPL2g/ThXALh3kN7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/dahmfE9Q5kg/s1600/1.9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PX1GiBJPL2g/ThXALh3kN7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/dahmfE9Q5kg/s1600/1.9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahaha. I'm suck at this.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Part yang best&amp;nbsp; dekat street cafe nie, while waiting for the food to be  served, kite boleh play games. Hehe.. kami choosed to play UNNO stacko.  Kekeke. I'm bitting my finger in terror, if stack tu jatuh, kalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DF2Z52nNgDM/ThXCcGfF71I/AAAAAAAAAg8/UKdESW-OgEU/s1600/1.4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DF2Z52nNgDM/ThXCcGfF71I/AAAAAAAAAg8/UKdESW-OgEU/s1600/1.4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the fav bubble tea and Marizzah acting like Goo Jun Pyo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HviPsEDHMBM/ThXCdcJu-NI/AAAAAAAAAhA/_tRjtGCEe3A/s1600/1.5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HviPsEDHMBM/ThXCdcJu-NI/AAAAAAAAAhA/_tRjtGCEe3A/s1600/1.5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nina endorsing with her Bulgogi Bibimbap. Me with the bubble tea again.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ii9a0uzqtSo/ThXCf8bTeZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/xWrYjOwXsew/s1600/1.7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ii9a0uzqtSo/ThXCf8bTeZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/xWrYjOwXsew/s1600/1.7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marizzah Bap set + Bulgogi Bibimbap + Pat bin Soo + Ramyeon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;How was it? Laparkan? Tengok gambar-gambar nie je perut dah nyanyi-nyanyi. Oh, pasal kimchi kan. Best for people yang suka masam and jeruk like me. Sebab kobis tu dijeruk. Tapi, ade je yg mula2 rase ckp tak best, tpi second time rase suke. Dia ikut care jeruk kot. Kimchi dekat Seoul Garden best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMQ4grdNwmg/ThXFTopkzqI/AAAAAAAAAhM/_pVcRZzGsBU/s1600/1.12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMQ4grdNwmg/ThXFTopkzqI/AAAAAAAAAhM/_pVcRZzGsBU/s1600/1.12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perut kenyang suka hati!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Dah makan, kami pun heading for the next pit stop. Sunway for skating!! Korang boleh la try makan kat sini. Harga pon sangat affordable. Harge macam harge standard bile korang makan fast food je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Second pit stop &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Sunway Pyramid Shopping Mall.&lt;br /&gt;Time: 3 pm. After zohor prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGEQWAQuOtg/ThXGQPq9StI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/NWbwps1IXCU/s1600/5.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGEQWAQuOtg/ThXGQPq9StI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/NWbwps1IXCU/s1600/5.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Expression paling over tu saya la.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ejL-t6QZmAQ/ThXU9KRKg9I/AAAAAAAAAiE/J8xpz0CZ3zo/s1600/shit+skaters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ejL-t6QZmAQ/ThXU9KRKg9I/AAAAAAAAAiE/J8xpz0CZ3zo/s1600/shit+skaters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;skaters yang pengacau!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Ok, part paling tak best and mengecewakan sangat. The skate rink wasn't open for public since ada skating competition held on kat situ. Kami tengok je la skaters tu skate Waaa, mesmerize dengan movement of the sport. Tapi kn..Oh!! dalam banyak-banyak hari, kenape 1 July!! My face paling frust kot. Hahaha.. while Nina kecewa sampai emotionless. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mw-7Id2IwNg/ThXHxKZWHLI/AAAAAAAAAhU/8u2pSmZVwBg/s1600/5.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mw-7Id2IwNg/ThXHxKZWHLI/AAAAAAAAAhU/8u2pSmZVwBg/s1600/5.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frustration lead to shopping.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Arrr.. sebab frust tak dapat skate so duit yang save for skate ticket terus gune buat shopping. Ahaha. Beli kasut yang sangat cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_K_e8XqXgNw/ThXIkB8FTbI/AAAAAAAAAhc/tOj_rXh1PrM/s1600/4.4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_K_e8XqXgNw/ThXIkB8FTbI/AAAAAAAAAhc/tOj_rXh1PrM/s1600/4.4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sno, Design your own drink.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aUoHNPbVt0k/ThXIig2aKKI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ohjKRRtd5Cs/s1600/4.3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aUoHNPbVt0k/ThXIig2aKKI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ohjKRRtd5Cs/s1600/4.3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fathin and Marizzah design a drink.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Time shopping kite orang split, and both merlions pergi beli air yang unik. Hak3.. Boleh design kot drink tu. Nak letak ape as topping. Nak campur ape dalam tu. Ish.. best tu. Tapi harga dia pon best jugak la kn. Macam korang beli yong tau foo, silap amek bnyak skit leh melambung harga. =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OoY69oT0pWs/ThXJlVwhBbI/AAAAAAAAAhk/U9Lwi-fCO6M/s1600/4.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OoY69oT0pWs/ThXJlVwhBbI/AAAAAAAAAhk/U9Lwi-fCO6M/s1600/4.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rest after shopping. Me with all resit.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UqNfnlntCgk/ThXJj_ECO-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/Cxr5x_e55eA/s1600/4.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UqNfnlntCgk/ThXJj_ECO-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/Cxr5x_e55eA/s1600/4.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having takoyaki while counting all spents. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Penat shop, kite org pon makan takoyaki and have some drinks. Jelly based drink was all that I remembered. Kekeke.. siap ade calculator kot kire debit kredit. Act like treasurer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RXtSAN5cnhM/ThXMOadk_GI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ShUCQRbQyoQ/s1600/5.3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RXtSAN5cnhM/ThXMOadk_GI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ShUCQRbQyoQ/s1600/5.3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paling best jugak sebab dapat domo-kun dari my besties as belated birthday present. Happy!! Thanks a lot. Love yaaa. Hehehe. Dah lama kot nak Domo-kun as teddy. Asyikin called it Monster Teddy. Then, I named it Nae Dongsaeng!! Lepas Maghrib kite orang head out untuk balek Gombak but then hunger strike again. Kekeke.. the next pit stop is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Third pit stop&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Ice Room, Sri Gombak.&lt;br /&gt;Time: 10 pm, dinner or should we call supper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTY0bcuDJPo/ThXNfUMOguI/AAAAAAAAAhw/YMBxtCRGB_U/s1600/3.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTY0bcuDJPo/ThXNfUMOguI/AAAAAAAAAhw/YMBxtCRGB_U/s1600/3.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;order-order!! pening-pening.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Hahaha, sbb tu la title kali nie called Fail to skate, Victory to eat. Makan je kerja kami. Ngeee :D. We have our dinner kat Ice Room Gombak. First time cube sebab dah lame dengar pasal Ice Room nie.. So mang nak try la. Sedap sangat ice cream dia. Dia gune ice shave yang macam snow ice tu. Ade perisa buah-buahan. Me order Manggo and Unagi with rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQdXLCLctj0/ThXOqM8EVAI/AAAAAAAAAh0/umsNDI4irAU/s1600/3.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQdXLCLctj0/ThXOqM8EVAI/AAAAAAAAAh0/umsNDI4irAU/s1600/3.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ice shave dia best and sangat menarik!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qOiMRGHySM8/ThXO2dQAktI/AAAAAAAAAh4/7yDSbayuHgY/s1600/3.5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qOiMRGHySM8/ThXO2dQAktI/AAAAAAAAAh4/7yDSbayuHgY/s1600/3.5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanton mee and Fried Rice, &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Makanan dia pon best. Aaa.. leh la makan kat sini ujung minggu kan nina. Hak3.. ade wi-fi, leh online sambil makan ice cream. Best2.. ramai jugak budak UIA yang kami nampak makan kt situ that nite. I bet time lunch penuh budak UIA kot. Kekeke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fr85SSr8W08/ThXPdh8d55I/AAAAAAAAAh8/R9eAh0OGerU/s1600/3.3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fr85SSr8W08/ThXPdh8d55I/AAAAAAAAAh8/R9eAh0OGerU/s1600/3.3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pHw9I8xgNrk/ThXPfJmVbBI/AAAAAAAAAiA/8T2XQEp0tvQ/s1600/3.4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pHw9I8xgNrk/ThXPfJmVbBI/AAAAAAAAAiA/8T2XQEp0tvQ/s1600/3.4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, kami di minta join competition. Make funny faces and upload banyak2 dekat Ice Room punye website. But, I bet.. ma face je yang funny kot. Hak3.. Org len sume cun bleh buat endorse Ice Room nie kat board iklan tepi jalan. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan kekenyangan dinner kat Ice Room kami pon head off masuk campus. Kembali ke sarang. Penat, yet fun. Hehehe. Thanks a lot for all team day out kali nie. Next sem kite kene pergi skate jugak!! :( Nak rase experience ice skate walaupun rse nye banyak jatuh guling-guling dari dapat skating. Hahaha. Dork me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next update. Wassalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Pardon eye bag and muke-muke tak sihat kami. Semua tu syndrome after exam. Mate semua panda je sebab tak cukup tido. Hurr hurr hurr.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from Fathin: &lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;When 3 KOE, 2 IRK and 1 ICT students went out, fun was the only word that can describe everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-1676729540282837657?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1676729540282837657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=1676729540282837657&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1676729540282837657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1676729540282837657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/07/fail-to-skate-victory-to-eat.html' title='♫ Fail to skate, Victory to eat'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rZA19FTfEyI/ThW3CK-T-TI/AAAAAAAAAgc/6Ixa2sK83xM/s72-c/1.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-5413350715917147095</id><published>2011-07-06T15:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T12:32:04.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: random ::'/><title type='text'>♫ This blog alter ego.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GTJuhJUrVfM/ThQPSmiXGuI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Ua5OtASZg2o/s1600/Capture.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GTJuhJUrVfM/ThQPSmiXGuI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Ua5OtASZg2o/s400/Capture.PNG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the alter ego&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benda macam wajib di buat bila cuti ialah tukar layout tumblr and blogspot. Tapi disebabkan dah suke sangat dengan current layout blogspot kali nie, tibe-tibe rase nak buat tumblr jadi alter ego this blog. hahaha. Korang tak tau kan my tumblr kat ne. Hihihi.. Nak bagi remain misteri. Close friends je tau my tumblr. Ok, till next time. Wasalam. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-5413350715917147095?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5413350715917147095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=5413350715917147095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5413350715917147095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5413350715917147095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-blog-alter-ego.html' title='♫ This blog alter ego.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GTJuhJUrVfM/ThQPSmiXGuI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Ua5OtASZg2o/s72-c/Capture.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-4422035863774466675</id><published>2011-07-04T16:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T12:34:33.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: random ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Nae Dongsaeng is officially my soulmate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xsIy8nr1jF0/ThFr5qBdUtI/AAAAAAAAAgM/g03T-EdyWBQ/s1600/DSC04009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xsIy8nr1jF0/ThFr5qBdUtI/AAAAAAAAAgM/g03T-EdyWBQ/s400/DSC04009.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nae Dongsaeng (&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ko"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;내 동생)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the Domo-kun&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day everyone. Petang semalam sampai kat rumah terus bedal nasi bersama budu tempoyak dan ikan aya singgang. Dengan itu.. the so-called, long-waited holiday begun. Ahaks! Ok, entry nie just nak memperkenal kan the domo-kun named Nae Dongsaeng by me. Ahaha. Influence of the Running man show. Yang lom tahu nie show ape, ok.. pegi google skang jugak. hehe.. korang akan jadi kreatif if tengok show nie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nae-dongsaeng nie present (&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ko"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;선물&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) from besties at campus. Thanks a lot sahabat-sahabat ku!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;To: &lt;i&gt;Nina,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ko beli betul-betul domo kat aku, aku buat wish tepat pukul 12 nak domo-kun, ahaha.. sayang korang! sangat2 terharu tak terkate.&lt;/i&gt; :')&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, cakap pasal beday present. Terang-terang lah, umur dah makin banyak. Banyak ape, 22 ok, big deal. Biasanye tiap kali beaday, akan buat list, list of azam and determination. Orang laen biasenye buat azam time masuk tahun bru, but me suke buat time masuk umur baru. Hehe. Ape listnye? Ala.. I'm not the type yang suke bagi tau satu dunie pasal my private life walaupun bukanlah satu dunia bace blog nie, kah kah kah. Secara common nye ialah, semua dalam list tu menjurus kepada perubahan menjadi insan yang lebih baek. It is a must for every being called human, right?Oklah.. till next time. Wasalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Terima kasih sangat-sangat kepada sahabat-sahabat sekalian yang selalu ada disampingku. This semester is a real test for me. Without the supports and encouragements from all of you, aku rse aku dah drop everything and balik rumah. And... I miss my deceased nanny a lot. Al-Fatihah for her, the very kind nanny ever, in the whole wide world. I will always be your solehah grand-daughter that pray for your bliss in the hereafter. :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-4422035863774466675?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/4422035863774466675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=4422035863774466675&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/4422035863774466675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/4422035863774466675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/07/nae-dongsaeng-is-officially-my-soulmate.html' title='♫ Nae Dongsaeng is officially my soulmate.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xsIy8nr1jF0/ThFr5qBdUtI/AAAAAAAAAgM/g03T-EdyWBQ/s72-c/DSC04009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-5847058160927713744</id><published>2011-06-19T17:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T17:38:31.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: random ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: art ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Scanner satu!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7ZBEb0SqUU/Tf25Lhr9wdI/AAAAAAAAAf0/DtpBfVJQed0/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7ZBEb0SqUU/Tf25Lhr9wdI/AAAAAAAAAf0/DtpBfVJQed0/s400/1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this sketch was inspired by honey senpai from ouran high school host club, whenever he was begging for chocolates and cakes from tamaki senpai. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Salam,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy weekend! haha.. instead of scanner, saye nak beli graphic tablet sebenarnye. wuuu. (T__T), buat mse nie I was only able to post the drawing trough pictures je la. Someone have been asking me &lt;i&gt;----&amp;gt; cik nisa&lt;/i&gt;, bile nak post new things kat blog, here we go :). Ye, kalau ade graphic tablet leh la draw digitally. awesome!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n5qG-rrQQ-0/Tf25QzPcrjI/AAAAAAAAAf4/PW30VlxQ510/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n5qG-rrQQ-0/Tf25QzPcrjI/AAAAAAAAAf4/PW30VlxQ510/s400/2.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;while this, i miss my old friend a lot. sad theme&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Pesanan penaja. Ana, wawa, day, izan, and asy! cuti nie mesti mau jumpe semua!! if not berkurun lagi la leh dapat nk brjumpe engkau orang. *cry to the heart content. T3T..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r20qpx2Ji8E/Tf25UnYRtTI/AAAAAAAAAf8/CXhUHycTiPs/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r20qpx2Ji8E/Tf25UnYRtTI/AAAAAAAAAf8/CXhUHycTiPs/s400/3.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;muahahahaha,, one of the characters. my chibi animal drawing, portraying my friend. yana the bunny.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lol. Konon budget time shortsem nie ade mase bnyak terluang. Meleset je plan nk buat mini comic portraying charecters of my friends at campus and mahallah.( Nina, yana, cikin, irah, and farhana ) But, somehow saye berazam akan siap kan jugak and akn buat t-shirt for ALYAAA using the digi sketch. Kiyayaya :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mTkJwaaY3Og/Tf25Xp0TclI/AAAAAAAAAgA/OsNs9Rselz4/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mTkJwaaY3Og/Tf25Xp0TclI/AAAAAAAAAgA/OsNs9Rselz4/s400/4.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is real random, the sketch that make me realized somehow my drawing skill gonna get better. \(&amp;gt;3&amp;lt;)/&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Sebenarnye dah lame tak melukis secara sirius.&amp;lt;---- demam harry potter. Tapi, lepas draw this one, seolah2 dapat blek semangat nak melukis. =____=" sungguh macam2 kan sye nie. well, till next time. wsalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: my sketches were not good, but u must know something. art is infinite. haha. and i believe sme org leh je melukis, same ade nk atau tak nak je. tak kesah la macam mane rupe pon. coz art can't be explained by words. i have a lot in mind, but somehow creativity is limited due to time ♥. So, holiday is perfect time for me to improve!! banzai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-5847058160927713744?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5847058160927713744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=5847058160927713744&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5847058160927713744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5847058160927713744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/06/scanner-satu.html' title='♫ Scanner satu!!'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7ZBEb0SqUU/Tf25Lhr9wdI/AAAAAAAAAf0/DtpBfVJQed0/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-5739763374897085974</id><published>2011-05-21T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T21:13:08.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: review : movie ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Movie Review :: Nur Kasih the Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PaXqIcEaSl4/TcdgvsopHsI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/d2zwNeDDIEI/s1600/nur+kasih+the+movie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PaXqIcEaSl4/TcdgvsopHsI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/d2zwNeDDIEI/s400/nur+kasih+the+movie.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second post for today, my first movie review ever! Semalam keluar pergi wangsa walk bersama Nina tersayang, kami plan nak tengok Nur Kasih. Mase mule2 tengok preview triller cerita nie kat tv time cuti, rse intrigued jugak nak tengok, tapi bila dah balek uia rse ilang perasaan excited nak tengok sebab biase nye cerita genre macam nie saye jarang tengok kat pawagam. Cerita layan kat pawagam adalah bergenre, cube teka? hahaha.. saye layan cerita animasi dan juga cerita2 yang pkai cgi. Tengok kat pawagam baru leh rase impact cgi kn. Tgk kat laptop setakat tengok jalan cerita je la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, disebabkan Nina tersayang nak sangat tengok, well.. cerita nie kan drama yang best mse ditayang kat tv dulu, walapon saye sumpah tak tengok sangat pon crite nie mse kat tv dulu tapi saye tau crite nie unik dan authentic. Jalan cerita pon tak typical macam kebanyakkan cerita drama melayu yang biase di tayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNH1D4uxCJ0/TaknvpNzrpI/AAAAAAAAALA/41UcoNwLhIc/s400/nur+kasih+8+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNH1D4uxCJ0/TaknvpNzrpI/AAAAAAAAALA/41UcoNwLhIc/s400/nur+kasih+8+%25281%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mula2 start cerita, dah rase woow.. camera angle and scene dia sangat cantik. Bersesuaian dengan cerita dia yang gloomy dan sedih, tak sampai 15 minit start cerita air mata dah meleleh2, ingat kan saye sorang je terlebih emo, tgk kiri tgk kanan, ahaha.. same je kot!! seme meleleh.. boleh dikatakan the whole cerita kami berdua menangis, kan Nina tersayang?! Actually, nie second time nangis dalam pawagam, fisrt time dulu mse tgk upin ipin: Geng, Pengembaraan bermula. Ye, saye tau, it is just a cartoon movie, tapi part yang last2 tu sedih kot!! kanak2 lain dlam pawagam pon nangis ok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, cerita Nur Kasih ini sangat lah sesuia untuk ditonton oleh mereka2 yang tengah frust putus cinta ke, putus harapan hidup ke, banyak adegan yang buat saye bermuhasabah dan terangguk2 setuju dengan dialogue2 nye. The story make me think again about all the chances that were given to me by Allah, all this mean time, each time when we woke up from the deep sleep, woke up from a partially death. Bersyukurkah kita dengan setiap peluang yang Allah berikan. As long as you are breathing, jangan la berbuat mungkar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCUcY2FjOOU/TbkcCdSCzXI/AAAAAAAACFk/J74xJ8-qAZM/s1600/Nur+kasih+the+Movie-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCUcY2FjOOU/TbkcCdSCzXI/AAAAAAAACFk/J74xJ8-qAZM/s400/Nur+kasih+the+Movie-3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasal cinta, jodoh dan juga maut, semua tu disusun rapi dalam cerita nie. Industry perfileman Malaysia patut banyak kan this type of movie and drama. Generasi skrang dan akan datang lebih banyak terdidik oleh entertainment berbanding menerima didikan parents mereka, so this type of movie is somehow could make some kind of a good change in our teenage manner and sahsiah, some other day, insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo307/beautifulnara/palingbaru/terbaru/nurkasihfilem2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://i386.photobucket.com/albums/oo307/beautifulnara/palingbaru/terbaru/nurkasihfilem2.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, rate untuk cerita nie adelah 8.5/10. 1.5 mark was deducted due to the typical Malay movie ear-sore audio. Music background audio was way louder then ape yang watak2 tu nak sampai kan, tenggelam timbul kot bunyi dialogue. Argh!! Tengah2 best layan part2 important tibe2 tak berape nak dengar ape yang watak2 tu cakap. Macam mumble2 je dialogue nye. Kalo ade englsih sub tak pe la. Nia tak de.&amp;nbsp; Oit, lost sekejap dgn jalan cerita.. aish! Tu je la yang tak best. Overall, cerita nie best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesanan : Sila bawak tisu bebanyak, and jangan pkai mascara, celak or eyeliner. Nti kuar wayang muka macam hantu kak limah. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from this movie:-&lt;br /&gt;Nur :Semakin derita menghimpit kita, semakin dekat diri kita dengan Allah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-5739763374897085974?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5739763374897085974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=5739763374897085974&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5739763374897085974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5739763374897085974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/05/movie-review-nur-kasih-movie.html' title='♫ Movie Review :: Nur Kasih the Movie'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PaXqIcEaSl4/TcdgvsopHsI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/d2zwNeDDIEI/s72-c/nur+kasih+the+movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-8187766839782069837</id><published>2011-05-21T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T15:35:59.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: facts about me ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Welcome to the new space.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_-f7f-5YHAs/TddjuckD9XI/AAAAAAAAAe8/lMbmaq32_fM/s1600/0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_-f7f-5YHAs/TddjuckD9XI/AAAAAAAAAe8/lMbmaq32_fM/s400/0.jpg" width="322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously got nothing to post. Well, end up posting this. Let me take you guys for a short tour in my room. Dipindahkn dri mahallah Maryam ke Halimah, it is good enough seems it is indeed my plan to change mahallah. Bagai orang ngantuk disorongkan bantal. My new room is really cozy, and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nj1YbG3h99M/TddjyBfrphI/AAAAAAAAAfA/vMVyD6i5n-Y/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nj1YbG3h99M/TddjyBfrphI/AAAAAAAAAfA/vMVyD6i5n-Y/s400/1.JPG" width="271" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guna post it sticky notes, writing down random quotes that will inspire me. A neat room is good for health, while a room with the right design with taste of the interest could actually nature our attitude and minded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-omEFcP69fzM/Tddjza77H1I/AAAAAAAAAfE/PgaoY0Q5EtQ/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="351" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-omEFcP69fzM/Tddjza77H1I/AAAAAAAAAfE/PgaoY0Q5EtQ/s400/2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mirror is indeed my best friend. :) classic kot =__=, zaman nenek moyang lagi wujud this type of mirror. Vintage mirror, ahahahaha... colourful kn my bilik. Sila la datang sape2 bosan. Ehehe, *should i throw a little makan2 and jamuan? ish, ingt masuk rumah bru ke ape :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UY2kqTRSf8I/Tddj0l6a5pI/AAAAAAAAAfI/R0vyRWoYZpQ/s1600/3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UY2kqTRSf8I/Tddj0l6a5pI/AAAAAAAAAfI/R0vyRWoYZpQ/s400/3.JPG" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headset lame da rosak!! Last2 bli baru kat popular wangsa walk, pelik kn pegi beli headset kat kdai buku, lpas tu jumpa kedai barang laptop baru menyesal tengok bnyak lagi yang comel. Nak buat macam mane, headset nie dah ditakdirkan berjodoh dengan saye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nwJRwiDcdmY/Tddj1zlg1DI/AAAAAAAAAfM/4T9pG7pc5Po/s1600/4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="351" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nwJRwiDcdmY/Tddj1zlg1DI/AAAAAAAAAfM/4T9pG7pc5Po/s400/4.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meja study yang main point dia ialah Toshi si laptop. Korang rase bnyak study ke bnyak main if korang nampak this type of table? Ahaha.. ye, anda betul, saye ske main2 je, belajar tak suke. Eleh, ckap org, korang pon same je kn3!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nVIpaAXu4a4/Tddj3MkTfTI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/DfT6v2ONkJ4/s1600/5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nVIpaAXu4a4/Tddj3MkTfTI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/DfT6v2ONkJ4/s400/5.JPG" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes, i was cursed with the baby blue maniac. Banyak brang ambe kaler biru bayi. Wuuu. Tapi blue bring clamness ok! Elok untuk jantung *iklan queker oath! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FY5islWISrg/Tddj4r-oigI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ja_0wXY_XmU/s1600/6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="351" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FY5islWISrg/Tddj4r-oigI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ja_0wXY_XmU/s400/6.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye, itu katil dan meja. Saye tak suke tido petang, hanya baring2 bace buku ehemmmm.. cerita! Ahaha.. Sorry la, bosan kan post bende macam nie. Sape soh korang bce?? Tak suruh pon! haha.. Nama pon private blog, ikot ambe la nak post ape2 kn. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvsG3jvRH6A/Tddj7K4H2oI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Y80HQbdp-Y0/s1600/7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvsG3jvRH6A/Tddj7K4H2oI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Y80HQbdp-Y0/s400/7.JPG" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The most great thing about this new room, the view from my window is superb. All green trees and hills. UIA kan dalam hutan belantara! haha.. Sangat best jiwang2 petang diiringi lagu rock kapak, lgi best bile ujan renyai2. Ahaha.. ambe student engineering. Rock kapak itu music kami. *poyonye post kali nie..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-8187766839782069837?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8187766839782069837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=8187766839782069837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8187766839782069837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8187766839782069837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/05/welcome-to-new-space.html' title='♫ Welcome to the new space.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_-f7f-5YHAs/TddjuckD9XI/AAAAAAAAAe8/lMbmaq32_fM/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-5417761627895573023</id><published>2011-05-18T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T16:02:29.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: things u should know ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Beware night people!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;JANGAN SELALU TIDUR LAMBAT!"&lt;/b&gt;. Nak tahu &lt;b&gt;KENAPA&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Tidur  yang nyenyak dan sempurna sangat penting. Jika kita tidak tidur  dengan  baik, racun dalam tubuh kita akan terkumpul dan ini akan  mempengaruhi  tahap kesihatan serta emosi kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Punca utama kerosakan hati adalah:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tidur terlalu lewat dan bangun lambat adalah penyebab utama&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tidak buang air kecil di pagi hari.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Terlalu banyak makan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tidak mengambil sarapan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mengambil terlalu banyak ubat-ubatan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mengambil terlalu banyak bahan pengawet, aditif, pewarna makanan, dan perasa tiruan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mengambil  terlalu banyak makanan berminyak. Jangan mengambil terlalu  banyak  makanan berminyak walaupun makanan yang menggunakan minyak  goreng  terbaik seperti minyak zaitun. Elakkan mengambil makanan  berminyak  ketika anda dalam keadaan letih, kecuali ketika badan sedang  dalam  keadaan betul-betul fit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mengambil terlalu banyak makanan juga  boleh memberikan beban  berlebihan kepada hati. Sayuran seeloknya harus  dimakan mentah atau  dimasak 3-5 bahagian sahaja. Sayuran yang dimasak  harus dimakan dalam  satu sajian dan tidak disimpan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Kita  harus mengamalkan gaya pemakanan yang sihat dalam kehidupan.  Amalan  pemakanan yang sihat sangat penting bagi memastika tubuh kita  untuk  menyerap dan menyingkirkan bahan kimia yang tidak diperlukan oleh   tubuh.&lt;br /&gt;Kerana ....&lt;br /&gt;Fahami bagaimana tubuh kita berfungsi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Malam (9pm - 11pm):&lt;/b&gt;  adalah masa untuk  menyahkan/membuang toxic chemicals (de-  toxification) yang tidak  diperlukan dari sistem antibodi (lymph nodes).  Dalam waktu ini kita  seharusnya dalam keadaan tenang dan suasara yang  relaks seperti  mendengar musik. Jika seorang surirumah dalam ketika ini  masih  menjalankan aktiviti hariannya seperti mencuci pinggan atau  mengawasi  anak-anak membuat kerja rumah, ini akan memberikan kesan  negatif pada  kesihatannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Malam di (11pm-1am)&lt;/b&gt;: Proses de-toxification dalam hati, dan secara idealnya harus dilakukan dalam keadaan tidur nyenyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tengah malam (1am - 3am)&lt;/b&gt;: proses de-toxification di bahagian hempedu, idealnya juga dilakukan dalam keadaan tidur nyenyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tengah malam (3am - 5am)&lt;/b&gt;:   proses de-toxification di bahagian paru-paru. Oleh kerana itulah   kebiasaannya bagi yang sedang mengalammi batuk, ketika ini anda akan   mengalami batuk yang sangat kuat. Memandangkan proses de-toxification   telah sampai ke saluran pernafasan, kita tidak perlu mengambil ubat   batuk ketika ini kerana ianya akan memnganggu proses pembuangan toksin   tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awal pagi (5am - 7am)&lt;/b&gt;: proses de-toxification di bahagian usus besar, anda harus mengosongkan usus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pagi (7am - 9am)&lt;/b&gt;:  Penyerapan gizi pada usus kecil,  kita harus sarapan pada masa ini.  Kepada mereka yang sedang saki,  sarapan harus lebih awal iaitu sebelum  pukul 6:30 pagi. Makan pagi  sebelum 7:30am sangat berguna bagi mereka  yang ingin kekal cergas.  Mereka yang tidak sarapan, mereka harus  mengubah kebiasaan mereka. Namun  jika anda terlewat mengambil sarapan  sehingga pukul 9am-10am sekalipun,  itu masih lebih bagus daripada tidak  bersarapan sama sekali. Tidur  lewat dan bangun terlalu lambat akan  mengganggu proses membuang bahan  kimia yang tidak diperlukan dalam  tubuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tengah malam sampai 4am&lt;/b&gt; juga adalah waktu untuk sumsum tulang menghasilkan darah.&lt;br /&gt;Oleh kerana itu, dapatkan tidur yang sempurna dan jangan tidur terlalu lewat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source : &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/notes/hah-tacink-la-tu/keburukan-tidur-terlalu-lewat-dan-bangun-lambat/215719565119937"&gt;hah-tacink-la-tu at facebook &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-5417761627895573023?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5417761627895573023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=5417761627895573023&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5417761627895573023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5417761627895573023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/05/beware-night-people.html' title='♫ Beware night people!'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-2323112229644287873</id><published>2011-05-15T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T16:02:52.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: things u should know ::'/><title type='text'>♫ A delay in a prayer :: At the brim of Jahannam</title><content type='html'>“A delay in a prayer” a wonderful inspiring story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were only 15 minutes left before Salat-ul Isha. He quickly made Wudhu and performed Salat-ul Maghrib. While  making Tasbih, he again remembered his grandmother and was embarrassed  by how he had prayed. His grandmother prayed with such tranquillity and  peace. He began making Dua and went down to make Sajdah and stayed like that for a while. He had been at work all day and was tired, so tired. He awoke abruptly to the sound of noise and shouting. He was sweating profusely. He looked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very crowded. Every direction he looked in was filled with people. Some  stood frozen looking around, some were running left and right and some  were on their knees with their heads in their hands just waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Pure fear and apprehension filled him as he realized where he was. His heart was about to burst. It was the Day of Judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was alive, he had heard many things about the questioning on theDay of Judgment, but that seemed so long ago. Could this be something his mind made up? No, the wait and the fear were so great that he could not have imaginedthis. The interrogation was still going on. He began moving frantically from people to people to ask if his name hadbeen called. No one could answer him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden his name was called and the crowd split into two and madea passageway for him. Two angels grabbed his arms and led him forward. He walked with unknowing eyes through the crowd. The angels brought him to the centre and left him there. His head was bent down and his whole life was passing in front of hiseyes like a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened his eyes but saw only another world. The people were all helping others. He saw his father running from one lecture to the other, spending hiswealth in the way of Islam. His mother invited guests to their house and one table was being setwhile the other was being cleared. He pleaded his case, I too was always on this path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped others. spread the word of Allah. I performed my Salah. I fasted in the month of Ramadhan. Whatever Allah ordered us to do, I did. Whatever he ordered us not to do, I did not.’ He began to cry and think about how much he loved Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He  knew that whatever he had done in life would be less than what Allah  deserved and his only protector was Allah. He was sweating like never  before and was shaking all over. His eyes were fixed on the scale, waiting for the final decision. At last, the decision was made. The two angels with sheets of paper in their hands, turned to the crowd. His legs felt like they were going to collapse. He closed his eyes as they began to read the names of those people who were to enter Jahannam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name was read first. He fell on his knees and yelled that this couldn’t be,‘How could I go to Jahannam? I served others all my life, I spread the word of Allah to others’. His eyes had become blurry and he was shaking with sweat. The two angels took him by the arms. As his feet dragged, they went through the crowd and advanced toward the blazing flames of Jahannam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was yelling and wondered if there was any person who was going to help him. He  was yelling of all the good deeds he had done, how he had helped his  father, his fasts, prayers, the Noble Qur’an that he read, he was asking  if none of them would help him. The Jahannam angels continued to drag him. They had gotten closer to the Hellfire. He looked back and these were his last pleas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had  not Rasulullah [SAW] said,‘How clean would a person be who bathes in a  river five times a day, so too does the Salah performed five times  cleanse someone of their sins’?He began yelling, ‘My prayers? My  prayers? My prayers.?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two angels did not stop, and they came to the edge of the abyss of Jahannam. The  flames of the fire were burning his face. He looked back one last time,  but his eyes were dry of hope and he had nothing left in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One  of the angels pushed him in. He found himself in the air and falling  towards the flames. He had just fallen five or six feet when a hand  grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back. He lifted his head and saw an old man with a long white beard. He wiped some dust off himself and asked him, ‘Who are you?’ The old man replied, ‘I am your prayers’. ‘Why are you so late! I was almost in the Fire! You rescued me at the last minute before I fell in’. The old man smiled and shook his head, ‘You always performed me at the last minute, did you forget?’ (And what of those who perform no prayers at all?) At that instant, he blinked and lifted his head from Sajdah. He was in a sweat. He listened to the voices coming from outside. He heard the Adhan for Salat-ul Isha. He got up quickly and went to perform Wudhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this on to your friends and family. Maybe, you can help someone open their eyes Insha Allah. Jazaakallah for reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah guide us all ameen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source:&lt;a href="http://vanillecaramello.tumblr.com/post/4924411698/a-delay-in-a-prayer"&gt; http://vanillecaramello.tumblr.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-2323112229644287873?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2323112229644287873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=2323112229644287873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2323112229644287873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2323112229644287873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/05/delay-in-prayer-at-brim-of-jahannam.html' title='♫ A delay in a prayer :: At the brim of Jahannam'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-1604667639921188243</id><published>2011-04-12T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T19:21:54.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫ Between Two Days of Being Zombie</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F1wOuuN6Gow/TaQzMMETv-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/LiB9LIsPQtk/s1600/Doddle.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F1wOuuN6Gow/TaQzMMETv-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/LiB9LIsPQtk/s400/Doddle.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Notes of Econs&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Salam, another short update. I'm in the midst of reading Manufacturing Process notes which&amp;nbsp;bombarding&amp;nbsp;my brain cell, and now the brain refuse to accept the terms and&amp;nbsp;vocabularies&amp;nbsp;of the notes and it make me went dizzy to tizzy. Okie, now you see that I'm not in the right mind while writing this entry. Another stupid updates. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is my doodles during Introductory Economics for Engineering lectures. Now that I see why i couldn't understood the lecture, I doodled to prevent my sleepy head from doozing off. But, I'm way too&amp;nbsp;engrossed&amp;nbsp;in my doodle world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Two days to go before my eternal bliss day. Oh, my holiday! Teddy bear (my sister), wait for me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-1604667639921188243?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1604667639921188243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=1604667639921188243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1604667639921188243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1604667639921188243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/04/between-two-days-of-being-zombie.html' title='♫ Between Two Days of Being Zombie'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F1wOuuN6Gow/TaQzMMETv-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/LiB9LIsPQtk/s72-c/Doddle.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-506001933695606261</id><published>2011-03-17T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T18:33:46.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫ Ahaks! Tumblr new layout.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fnovDDFM-KI/TYHiqAR7j_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/XiZzvXymUhU/s1600/Capture.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fnovDDFM-KI/TYHiqAR7j_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/XiZzvXymUhU/s400/Capture.PNG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-506001933695606261?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/506001933695606261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=506001933695606261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/506001933695606261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/506001933695606261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/03/ahaks-tumblr-new-layout.html' title='♫ Ahaks! Tumblr new layout.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-fnovDDFM-KI/TYHiqAR7j_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/XiZzvXymUhU/s72-c/Capture.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-5707152172164727667</id><published>2011-02-15T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:43:37.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫ The Chosen One - Peace Upon the Messenger Muhammad Khairukhalkillah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sesudahsubuh.mykit.info/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/muhammad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sesudahsubuh.mykit.info/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/muhammad.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. w.b.t.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day full of bless. The day our Muhammad the Messenger born to the earth bringing light to the entire world. The Islam that I proud to born to be. Selawat ke atas baginda junjungan besar seluruh umat. Salam Maulidur Rassul sahabat sekalian. Jalan-jalan dalam internet yet I found most blogger and friends posting the wishes of Maulidur rassul. Yet i want to ask a thing. Do we really practicing the sunnah of Rassul. Do we really appreciate his teaching and his love toward us through our days as Muslim? Saying only that we do love him but did nothing is pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EE9BHJkxig/TOd2lnz5YuI/AAAAAAAAD_U/PAF0lKq5caM/s1600/selawat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="98" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EE9BHJkxig/TOd2lnz5YuI/AAAAAAAAD_U/PAF0lKq5caM/s320/selawat.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do something people, do something that prove your word of love toward him. Change to be a better Muslim. Ok, fine we do want to change for the better right? but jangan biar ia tersadai hanya sebagai azam tanpa usaha. Tiap-tiap tahun baru, sungguh bertimbun azam yang bagus-bagus di senaraikan, but sampai akhir tahun it remain as azam semata-mata. Ape nie? Bila direnung betul2 sedih sangat mengenang apa yang dah jadi dengan umat Islam sekarang. Ye, saya insan lemah. Tidak, Islam tak lemah. Kita je yang lemah. Bangkitlah wahai umat Islam. Sahut seruan rasull Allah yang mengharapkan kite menjadi umat terhebat. Perjaungkan Islam mu. Rakan seperjaungan ku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UvvsCgEzcaA/SbJCCro2cYI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/o8Ia4y6N2UQ/s320/selawat.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UvvsCgEzcaA/SbJCCro2cYI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/o8Ia4y6N2UQ/s320/selawat.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1EifsHQYEP4/S8U9lrFD1nI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nhRm7IhS6X4/s1600/selawat.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-5707152172164727667?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5707152172164727667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=5707152172164727667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5707152172164727667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5707152172164727667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/02/chosen-one-peace-upon-messenger.html' title='♫ The Chosen One - Peace Upon the Messenger Muhammad Khairukhalkillah.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EE9BHJkxig/TOd2lnz5YuI/AAAAAAAAD_U/PAF0lKq5caM/s72-c/selawat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-1987504288328426679</id><published>2011-02-01T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:44:22.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫ Planning to buy a bicycle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smallsight.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/bicycle1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://smallsight.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/bicycle1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perfect . Let's buy this once the break end&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Ok. I need a bicycle. My tot is that if a own a bicycle my life at the campus wud be a lot more easier. Why not a car? A car wud be great but yet u need more money for the petrol. Well, the pic above speak my mind. Lol! See another short entry, and I'm sorry for wasting your time reading this. Hahaha. Just happened that my blog is dusty lately. Adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-1987504288328426679?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1987504288328426679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=1987504288328426679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1987504288328426679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1987504288328426679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/02/planning-to-buy-bicycle.html' title='♫ Planning to buy a bicycle.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-3941608770057100483</id><published>2011-01-08T14:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:44:28.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫ tumblr is officially my new crush.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TSf9bLXG3HI/AAAAAAAAAck/YLkgg3ENmiw/s1600/tumblr.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TSf9bLXG3HI/AAAAAAAAAck/YLkgg3ENmiw/s400/tumblr.PNG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this my tumblr layout&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;here we go. i found tumblr is pretty amazing. i'm not going to compare blogspot and tumblr. it's not&amp;nbsp;appropriate things to since i love both of it, btw&amp;nbsp;i'm a blogger too. just.. lately, i spent most of my time posting pic, quote and tought using tumblr. well, kat tumblr tak bnyak friends yg know me in person. so it's like a space for me to write and post what i wish. sort a diary i guess. my life kins of a mess lately, not the study. but &amp;nbsp;emotionally. tp study pon kinda mess sbb lecture ske2 tunde quiz and end up bnyak gile quiz for the coming week and living me no choice to stay up late. oh, be strong. sampai sni je la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: kalo kt tumblr, post a short sentence tak rse bersalah, tp blogspot mesti rse bsalah.. hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-3941608770057100483?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/3941608770057100483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=3941608770057100483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/3941608770057100483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/3941608770057100483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2011/01/tumblr-my-new-crush.html' title='♫ tumblr is officially my new crush.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TSf9bLXG3HI/AAAAAAAAAck/YLkgg3ENmiw/s72-c/tumblr.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-9114746849100229683</id><published>2010-12-10T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:44:33.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: motivation ::'/><title type='text'>♫ I'm a Procrastinator . That's bad . Who's with me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blurburger.com/shoebox/toons/albums/toons/toon_procrastinator.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.blurburger.com/shoebox/toons/albums/toons/toon_procrastinator.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yeah, sure a bad habit of mine. But, I wouldn't be a procrastinator anymore. Hell yeah. I have learn my lesson of being one actually, it will effects your way of life, it's not healthy while it's a waste of time, to be worst, it's the habit which Allah hates. Not speaking about any body but I'm telling you that being one is sure bad. Believe me.You wouldn't want to know what happen to me for being such a procrastinator. Hahahaha.. did sound hazardous rite? Well, I bet that you already know what will happen to such procrastinator. Coz I'm pretty sure that we all did, do procrastinate. Rite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-9114746849100229683?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/9114746849100229683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=9114746849100229683&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/9114746849100229683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/9114746849100229683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-bad-procrastinate-whos-with-me.html' title='♫ I&apos;m a Procrastinator . That&apos;s bad . Who&apos;s with me?'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-1181103261814617032</id><published>2010-11-23T12:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:44:38.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: motivation ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Looking for a Cloud with Silver Lining.I wish it was Pink.</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum kawan-kawan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Tajuk kali nie pasal silver lining kat cloud. Haha. Teringat my lil sis Mumu said. Nape tak pink! XD. Hahaha. Sengetnye budak! Pikir color pink je tahu. She's pink maniac. Dari kecik kot. Otak pink! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Penah tak korang nampak silver lining nie? Cantik sangat kan? Kalo mase dalam flight korang mesti nmpak lah silver lining nie. Time nek flight. Mate sye tak berkelip tgk awan-awan yg mcm kapas.Subhanallah! Betape indahnye Allah cipta bumi yang kite diami nie. Sangat tenang otak bile perhatikan awan2 nie. Rase tak nk mendarat. Nak duk je atas awan nie. Mula la sye start berangan&amp;nbsp; nti nk ade private jet. Ble stress je nek jet pusing dunia tgk awan2 nie. Tee hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2372/2274293698_d7c43bf847.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2372/2274293698_d7c43bf847.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Every cloud has a silver lining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Penah dengar atau terbace idiom "every cloud has a silver lining" tak?  Hahaha. Sye google, and maksud idiom nie ialah → you should never feel  hopeless because difficult times always lead to better days. lebih kurang macam tu la. Tapi kt sini sye  nk kaitkan ngn semua bende yang terjadi pasti ade hikmahnye. Ye! pasti ade. Walau macam mane lambat pon hikmah tu muncul. Someday u will say, oh! inilah hikmahnye... Tak pn, korang akan cakap. Patut pun, naseb gak la... Paling kurang, korang akan fikir something yang bad yang happen dlu tu bnde yang bagus rupenye. Allah knows best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, difficult times are like dark clouds that pass overhead and block the sun. But then, when we look more closely at the edges of every cloud we can see the sun shining there like a silver lining. For example : "I found a new job after all, and I like this one better than the last. You see? Every cloud has a silver lining!" Yup, Like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or : "I understood this course much better now. Besides the grade went up way better than I expected. It's good that I'm repeating this course!". Bese sye dengar dari kawan-kawan yang repeat, result diaorg most of the times lagi gempak kot. It's worth a second times. Tee hee. Bagi budak-budak Engineering UIA cam sye nie. Hahaha, repeat paper tu mang da biase dengar. Kawan-kawan Engineering seme. Believe me kalo korang repeat, amek la peluang study course repeat korang kaw-kaw. Biarleh jadi tutor. Siyes tak rugi. Pastu ley la ajar junior lak nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan malu la nk ngaku korang repeat that paper ngn Junior korang. Cam senior sye yang sye knal 1st year dulu. Wook name nye. Hahaha. Sye rse most student kenal je Wook nie. Dia jadi tutor banyak course gak. Sye respect la ble dia bangge je cakap dia repeat. Ahahaha. Secare tak langsung dia give strength kat junior len. Yela kn. Dari korang struggle gile just nk past. Wat pe kn. Huhuhu. Walaupun tak pnah repeat. Tapi sye always ready. Hahaha. *neves ngan result thermo nye pasal sbb tu la terpkir silver lining nie. kihihi. kantoi!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagikan, this idiom also brings the meaning that the shining at the edges of every cloud would  reminds us that every difficult situation has a bright side.Yes. How bad a situation could be compared to death? Bile dah mati, kite tak leh wat pe dah, tunggu kiamat je. Cukupkah amal kite semua selame nie? Da ready? Hehe. While reminding myself. Leka sungguh dengan dunia nie. Same-same la kite muhasabah dri.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how small. Believe in Allah that there would be something good out of each thing happened to you. Believe in Him, people. Secare tak langsung Iman kite bertambah. Lagi plak. Allah kan da cakap, lagi beriman orang tu, lagi banyak ujian yang diberi. Semua tu tarbiah direct dari Allah yang nk kite learn how to live this life. Allah sayang kite. Tak gtu? Kalo kite past ujian yang Allah bagi, iman kite lagi bertambah. Think positive and have faith in what you believe. Everything gonna be alright! How bad is a thing could be? As long as we are still breathing, still kicking. Keep on getting up! There are lot more people out there yang suffer bende lagi hebat dari kite. Always think that way! Him Nae! Hwaiting! Chingu-deul! Haha, means Cheer up! Fighting! Kawan-Kawan!. Panjang post hari nie. Tee hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Arinie nye post tuk motivate dri sendiri snarnye! tee hee. nk la jugak share ngn korang. sahabat-sahabat semua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood : Motivated to change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;Music : Thank You Allah - Maher Zain&lt;br /&gt;Currently : Reading comics. Banyak Mumu beli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial,Verdana,Geneva,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial,Verdana,Geneva,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-1181103261814617032?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1181103261814617032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=1181103261814617032&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1181103261814617032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1181103261814617032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/looking-for-cloud-with-silver-lining.html' title='♫ Looking for a Cloud with Silver Lining.I wish it was Pink.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2372/2274293698_d7c43bf847_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-648819228401728235</id><published>2010-11-22T00:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:44:44.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Doa.For the Destined One →Jodoh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOlBWnhGPcI/AAAAAAAAAaI/WPMokEMDMPw/s1600/jodoh.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOlBWnhGPcI/AAAAAAAAAaI/WPMokEMDMPw/s1600/jodoh.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;such a beauty &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I went through my stuff in the lappy → toshi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;→I encountered with this lil doa. I remembered copying it from facebook notes posted on the wall, it was months ago. But, as I read it again. This time. It touches my heart down deep. Didn't means &lt;i&gt;sye da nak kawen&lt;/i&gt; / by the way, it's about the age. just speak your mind. tee hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;→Anyway. The point is., the words and the way this lil doa written by this one&lt;i&gt; hamba&lt;/i&gt; Allah. I'm not able to credit the person who wrote this. /I have such a bad memory life span. tee hee. I simply turned it into something that might look attractive to read. /Well, maybe it's not that attractive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;→Just hope, this would please someone out there who wish to keep it in the lappy. Happy &lt;i&gt;beramal&lt;/i&gt; people. Let's start praying for the right one to appear. As created Hawa for Adam. Allah already created the destined one for all of us. tee hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: I tot about Jodoh too. I'm human. I do plan my future. then tawakkal. I believed that his out there, some where. Like me. He's waiting too. and let Allah alone be the one Who owned the right to draw the path for us to meet. The right path. As we meet one day, let's build the Masjid and live life fillah. Amin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mood : Sleepy. It's 12!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Music : For the rest of my life - Maher Zain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Currently : Learning more doodle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-648819228401728235?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/648819228401728235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=648819228401728235&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/648819228401728235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/648819228401728235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/doafor-destined-one-jodoh.html' title='♫ Doa.For the Destined One →Jodoh'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOlBWnhGPcI/AAAAAAAAAaI/WPMokEMDMPw/s72-c/jodoh.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-6018689796112109292</id><published>2010-11-21T17:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:44:49.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: quotes ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Yosh.Tomodachidesu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOjf7KNlA-I/AAAAAAAAAXw/OAaYuUVRRHk/s1600/tomodachi.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOjf7KNlA-I/AAAAAAAAAXw/OAaYuUVRRHk/s1600/tomodachi.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;tomadachi.chingu.amigo.sahabah.kawan.pangyou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it's the same. ukhwah fillah. abadan abada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-6018689796112109292?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6018689796112109292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=6018689796112109292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/6018689796112109292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/6018689796112109292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/yoshtomodachidesu.html' title='♫ Yosh.Tomodachidesu'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOjf7KNlA-I/AAAAAAAAAXw/OAaYuUVRRHk/s72-c/tomodachi.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-2982748346456570428</id><published>2010-11-21T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:45:26.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: quotes ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Define perfect. Tell me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOjE_fMbVcI/AAAAAAAAAXs/LScW__gkDV8/s1600/define+perfect.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOjE_fMbVcI/AAAAAAAAAXs/LScW__gkDV8/s1600/define+perfect.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Perfection is universal. Could be achieved. Not in all the thing we do. It exist. Seek for it. But then, the point of it, wasn't how perfect the thing is. It's the efforts that counted. Allah pay attention to the efforts not the outcomes coz he is the one planned all that. Do ur best leave the rest to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-2982748346456570428?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2982748346456570428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=2982748346456570428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2982748346456570428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2982748346456570428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/define-perfect-tell-me.html' title='♫ Define perfect. Tell me'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOjE_fMbVcI/AAAAAAAAAXs/LScW__gkDV8/s72-c/define+perfect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-7380297116831450806</id><published>2010-11-20T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:45:34.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: quotes ::'/><title type='text'>♫ When the blackberry &amp; apple were just fruits.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOfd1LlNjqI/AAAAAAAAAXo/sZqMDopikGM/s1600/blackberry+apple.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOfd1LlNjqI/AAAAAAAAAXo/sZqMDopikGM/s320/blackberry+apple.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the day of innocent-ness was way beyond words.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;play off the playground.we mate new friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;asking names.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;within three second we were playing together like best friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we shared dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we laughed at cartoons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how i miss that days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-7380297116831450806?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/7380297116831450806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=7380297116831450806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7380297116831450806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7380297116831450806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-blackberry-apple-were-just-fruits.html' title='♫ When the blackberry &amp; apple were just fruits.'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOfd1LlNjqI/AAAAAAAAAXo/sZqMDopikGM/s72-c/blackberry+apple.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-1495685871103069717</id><published>2010-11-20T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:45:43.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: quotes ::'/><title type='text'>♫ When u r happy. It rains rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOfTAODBFKI/AAAAAAAAAXk/g-F8tRsaeMQ/s1600/rains+rainbow.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOfTAODBFKI/AAAAAAAAAXk/g-F8tRsaeMQ/s320/rains+rainbow.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;learn to be happy as happiness could spread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;learn to smile → a smile could cure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;learn to say good words → it's meaningful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please.just.be.happy → &amp;amp; i would.be.happy.too &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-1495685871103069717?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1495685871103069717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=1495685871103069717&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1495685871103069717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1495685871103069717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-u-r-happy-it-rains-rainbow.html' title='♫ When u r happy. It rains rainbow'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOfTAODBFKI/AAAAAAAAAXk/g-F8tRsaeMQ/s72-c/rains+rainbow.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-710191408724155743</id><published>2010-11-20T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:45:44.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: facts about me ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Habits Facts. Yes →Me 2nd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOdnwn4GjfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/EDzOYg351CQ/s1600/Habit+Facts.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOdnwn4GjfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/EDzOYg351CQ/s1600/Habit+Facts.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Doodled by : Me →using CS3&lt;br /&gt;a few of my habits. yup. this is me♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;→cleaning is kind of a must to me. i can't think straight when the surrounding didn't feel right. i tend to get cranky too. i loss the focus. i went berserk. i'm not me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;→i placed things back to its place coz i hate it whenever i want to use things and it's not there. waste of time. don't u think so? haha. / "miqdam!! put up the jacket" /. see. my lil bro hate me bcoz of this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;→yes. i'm the person who can't help saying i can't do it. for example. a friend asking me. can u cut hairs? i will say yes i can. and i'm end up learning cutting hairs. haha. now i do have a set of hair cutting tools and i cut my lil sis hair. thou not pro. but i have the skill. / mumu : don't ask her to cut ur hair. me : oh shut up. i know u love it♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;→Hoho. i can't stay up. my bad. i'm the night person before living with a person named nisa*. she sleep way early. / i thinks she's human. and we weren't. coz human sleep at nite./ the room turned dark. this tempted me to crawl up the bed early. well. i'm end up sleeping. 12 is max to me. but i can force it till 2 if the situation forcing me. like. if for example i have assignments to submit by tomorrow. or movie marathon with fwens. tee hee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*she's my roomate. yeah. she's the one that make me sleep. early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-710191408724155743?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/710191408724155743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=710191408724155743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/710191408724155743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/710191408724155743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/habits-facts-yes-me-2nd.html' title='♫ Habits Facts. Yes →Me 2nd'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOdnwn4GjfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/EDzOYg351CQ/s72-c/Habit+Facts.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-5321898567273684141</id><published>2010-11-18T21:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:45:48.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: facts about me ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Facts About. Yes →Me 1st</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOUwOCbz4CI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/sAKcrBeITSg/s1600/1st+Facts.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOUwOCbz4CI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/sAKcrBeITSg/s320/1st+Facts.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOUwRB-hRAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/xwPDkA-JfJ8/s1600/2nd+Facts.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOUwRB-hRAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/xwPDkA-JfJ8/s320/2nd+Facts.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOUwR8Tev6I/AAAAAAAAAXY/jmbk93jBKww/s1600/3rd+Facts.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="158" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOUwR8Tev6I/AAAAAAAAAXY/jmbk93jBKww/s320/3rd+Facts.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Doodled by : Me→using CS3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy knowing me people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Will be posting this kind of things for friends to take note. tee hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-5321898567273684141?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5321898567273684141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=5321898567273684141&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5321898567273684141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5321898567273684141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/facts-about-yes-me-1st.html' title='♫ Facts About. Yes →Me 1st'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOUwOCbz4CI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/sAKcrBeITSg/s72-c/1st+Facts.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-1415535218920195830</id><published>2010-11-17T14:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:45:53.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: wishes ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Yup.Meat is Good.Aidil Adha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540401300219109618" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TON1oNSsIPI/AAAAAAAAAWs/f6-Mrh3ndT0/s400/Adha%2BPost.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 226px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;Wishing all Muslim. Happy Eid Adha. let's deeply immerse and fully understand the meaning of pengorbanan. Fillah abadan abada.  This adha, my parent aren't home. I'm celebrating with the siblings. Kind of sad. But all the saying. We need pengorbanan. As my mom and dad went back to Thai for the celebration and for the sake of my sick nanny. I miss her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-1415535218920195830?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1415535218920195830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=1415535218920195830&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1415535218920195830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1415535218920195830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/yupmeat-is-goodaidil-adha.html' title='♫ Yup.Meat is Good.Aidil Adha'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TON1oNSsIPI/AAAAAAAAAWs/f6-Mrh3ndT0/s72-c/Adha%2BPost.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-8130516178806776499</id><published>2010-11-15T18:13:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:45:58.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: memories ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Shop in.Money out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Assalamualaikum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tee hee. Ok. It's late already. So 'ere we go. After struggled with the last paper for the sem1 2010/2011 session, (I dun even want to think a bit bout that paper.tawakkal) like the others, me and my cliques happily planning to stroll off the town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i581.photobucket.com/albums/ss259/zexta9096/random.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 404px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 404px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;stroll off the town&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i581.photobucket.com/albums/ss259/zexta9096/stand.jpg" style="display: block; height: 404px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 404px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the gorgeous and the gossiper&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i581.photobucket.com/albums/ss259/zexta9096/food.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 404px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 404px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh. let's dig in&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i581.photobucket.com/albums/ss259/zexta9096/grup.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 404px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 404px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the best friends forever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nothing is better than window shops. Yes! The event of shop in, money out. My daddy were so kind (I Luv U dad!). Giving me money to spend. But this post were only to post pics that i snap along the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i581.photobucket.com/albums/ss259/zexta9096/shoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;we are the shoes. this entry is about us&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yup, that's it. I'm happy with these people. Hope we will stick together forever. Till then. Will be posting about my new bag pack. Seriously fall in love with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i581.photobucket.com/albums/ss259/zexta9096/tired.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes we were tired. let's go home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P/S : Haha.. Jalan2 gi timesquare pon msuk lam blog.&lt;br /&gt;Just sharing my moment with them 'ere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music : The Chosen One - Maher Zain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mood : Wonderful :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Currently : Falling in love with the bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/2196180152989871013-8130516178806776499?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8130516178806776499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=8130516178806776499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8130516178806776499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8130516178806776499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/shop-inmoney-out.html' title='♫ Shop in.Money out'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-8132133455123482661</id><published>2010-11-15T10:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:46:04.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: random ::'/><title type='text'>♫ New Look.The Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOCdD7SwwSI/AAAAAAAAAVU/9CoE9ookUk8/s1600/DSC02332.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539600232447263010" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOCdD7SwwSI/AAAAAAAAAVU/9CoE9ookUk8/s400/DSC02332.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm a girl with tudung labuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tee hee. I changed the layout. Yes, again. I know, I know. But this one I made it myself. I love it! I have been helping friends with the layout for the free time. So, if anybody wishing for their owned costumed layout, just live me a comment or pm me in the chat box below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Weird people isn't weird. Because that weird one might think that u r the one actually the weird one. Ok, I'm weird. Tee hee. Will be posting stuffs. Wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Never say Never - Justin Bieber ft. Jaden Smith&lt;br /&gt;Currently : Loving Karate Kid&lt;br /&gt;Mood : Ecstatic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-8132133455123482661?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8132133455123482661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=8132133455123482661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8132133455123482661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8132133455123482661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-look.html' title='♫ New Look.The Blog'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TOCdD7SwwSI/AAAAAAAAAVU/9CoE9ookUk8/s72-c/DSC02332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-4288876087633768609</id><published>2010-11-12T15:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:46:43.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: meme tag ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Meme Game from Mumu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Favorite songs right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember December. Lalaland. by Demi Lovato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;b&gt; Last album bought/downloaded&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B2ST-Lights Go On. Didn't listen to it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Things that are super-annoying at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Waiting for examination result. Oooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Something you're excited/obsessive about lately?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doodles. they r cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;The last time you said/wrote something that didn't make any sense?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, let me think, oh. there's no last time coz i owez spout that kind of things. tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;Something you've done that you're proud about?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone smile bcoz of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;Your escape?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music. Doodle. Old Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;b&gt;  Your most cherished posessions?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stationery. Toshi the lappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;The most random thing you've received?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kiss at the check from shikin! blush. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;The last book you read?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruits comic . I love it. The way a life related to just a kind of fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;b&gt;Person you miss the most at the moment?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My liltle sister. Mumu. It’s been two months since I last met her. T__T, kui2. since i just got home a few hours ago. and she's not home. dat's suck. leaving a big hole in my heart. love u sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;b&gt;Worst drama you've ever seen?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay drama. I love some of it thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;b&gt;Best way to relax?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe laugh is the best calories burner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;b&gt;Are there any bits of childhood that you miss?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a boyish. naughty. boys best friend. my childhood imagination. child's dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;b&gt;Spring, Summer, Winter or Fall?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall. Autumn in my heart. Moon Geun Young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;b&gt;Say this to the person who tagged you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear my lil sis. balek cepat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: another meme i'm forced to do. tee hee. but love it.&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/2196180152989871013-4288876087633768609?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/4288876087633768609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=4288876087633768609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/4288876087633768609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/4288876087633768609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/meme-game-from-mumu.html' title='♫ Meme Game from Mumu'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-830021575217225586</id><published>2010-11-10T21:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:46:49.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: art ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Love big</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TNqbnYbkZVI/AAAAAAAAASs/d4WAH1WKuc0/s1600/our%2Blove.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537909792680731986" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TNqbnYbkZVI/AAAAAAAAASs/d4WAH1WKuc0/s400/our%2Blove.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 248px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 385px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is my first attemp to make cute doodle using cs3, haha.. it's lousy. i know that. well, it's about friendship. to all my friends out there. yeah. my love to you already this big. let's keep on loving each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-830021575217225586?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/830021575217225586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=830021575217225586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/830021575217225586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/830021575217225586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-big.html' title='♫ Love big'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TNqbnYbkZVI/AAAAAAAAASs/d4WAH1WKuc0/s72-c/our%2Blove.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-4861519827412748419</id><published>2010-11-10T17:20:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:46:59.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: meme tag ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Meme Game from Deaday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Starting time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; 5:22 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; Wae Yusro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Sister/s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ brother/s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ What are you wearing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; black tee &amp;amp; gray pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Where do you live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; UIA Gombak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Favorite Numbers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Favorite Drinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt;It turns out to be Green Tea for the time being, diet people, it's diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Favorite Months:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; June^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Favorite Breakfast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; i dun eat breakfast.. will end up with upset stomach..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;------ Have You Ever ------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Been in a bath tub:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; Ha ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Swam in the ocean:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; I can't swim.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Fallen asleep in school:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; Add Math class /yawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Fell off your chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; Yes, in my room.. no body saw it, oh.. s**t, my sis did see me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Saved e-mails:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;------ What is ------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Your room like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; My habit is placing things back to it place, so my room barely end up being messy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ What is the last thing you ate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; Twisties tomato flavour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;------ Ever Had ------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Chicken pox:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; Of Cos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Sore throat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt;Yeah..  duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Stitches:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; Nope.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Broken nose:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;----- Do You ------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; With Allah will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;------ Who ------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Who was the last person you danced with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; I dun do dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;------ Final Questions ------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt;Corrine May - Shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ What did you do today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt;Lots of laundry. klcc. ate creamy pasta. blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Hate someone in your family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; What kind of quest is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Diamond or pearl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; Neither&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Are you the Eldest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; Yosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Indoors or outdoors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; Indoors. I love the sun. not the heat.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;------ Today did you ------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Talk to someone you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt;Not, yet. Planning to though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Kiss anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt;No.. duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Get sick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt;Alhamdulillah. still breathing. kicking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Talked to an ex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt;Don't have one. Do I? I lost my memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Miss someone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; Missing my cat. kame though i'm sure he's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;------ Random ------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Have a crush on someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; Yessss. Shhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Do you Sleep with stuffed animals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; At home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Favorite locations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt; JJ Wangsa Maju. It's near by. Time Square. Let's shop in. Money out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Danced a slow dance with someone you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt;Will. With my future hubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ Ever liked someone you didn't have a chance with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt;I have many crush. Let's count 'em. started with superman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ You lonely right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt;Nope. Lonely isn't in my list of emotions. got plenty things to do. duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;◘ What time is it now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;gt;5:45. My fwen side seeing me berry hard coz didn't actually listening to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2196180152989871013-4861519827412748419?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/4861519827412748419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=4861519827412748419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/4861519827412748419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/4861519827412748419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/meme-game-from-deaday.html' title='♫ Meme Game from Deaday'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-438513820012105433</id><published>2010-10-15T11:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:47:09.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ What? Already Final?</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No kidding! Huhu.. Dah penghujung sem, dan masing2 makin bz sbb mcm2 bnde nk kne buat, mse nie lah lecturer men-toture student sme! Tak caye? Tgk lah to do list nie:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1)Project CAD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2)Proposal Leadership&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3)Final quiz CAD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4)Final quiz Thermo =__=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5)Take Home Quiz Math3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6)Replace Workshop 2 kali dlm stu hari!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7)Assignment and Report! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8) Bla.. Bla.. so and so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, haha.. tp the best way is buat je tanpa merungut! rungutan nie buang tenaga, bnyak mne pon ko merungut, at the end ko kne wat gk, bek ko wat and rsekn kepuasan hati bile bnde da accomplish! Huh! Nie phase menuntut ilmu.. ingat senang ke phase nie.. dri merungut kerja bnyak.. baek korang enjoy ape korang perlu wat tu.. pesan ayah ak, malas ngn rajin nie tak leh duk lam stu bekas, kalo lam bekas ade rjin. mlas tak leh msuk.. so jgn kuarkn rjin dri bekas tu.. =___=, i know.. kind of what the cat! but.. bile dah besar nie, ak mula pham..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:Bersusah-susah dahulu. bersenang-senang kemudian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-438513820012105433?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/438513820012105433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=438513820012105433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/438513820012105433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/438513820012105433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-already-final.html' title='♫ What? Already Final?'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-4907841545776381398</id><published>2010-08-25T11:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:47:14.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: random ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Exam Fever in Ramadhan?</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!! Life is terrible lately, sgt2 buzy (ble la time nye ko tak buzy?)&lt;br /&gt;Stressfull sbb skrang da start exam mid sem week, ngadap buku n plus quiz btimbun and asemen cm bukit! hah!! tapi dsbb kn kite semua tgh menjalankn ibadah puasam bsabar lah~ nie sme akn tambah pahala korang, lagi bz, lg bnyak tekanan, just bersabar... hold it on bebeh, nti cuti nie, blek raye! haaaa~ ko rehat la puas2! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sje je merapu sat! K bubuye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-4907841545776381398?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/4907841545776381398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=4907841545776381398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/4907841545776381398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/4907841545776381398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/08/exam-fever-in-ramadhan.html' title='♫ Exam Fever in Ramadhan?'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-8202850293245538097</id><published>2010-08-11T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:47:20.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: wishes ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Ramadhan Kareem :: Fasting</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropping by to wish all of us, Muslim. Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan, bulan mulia, Allah menjanji kan seribu peluang bagi mereka yang betul2 tawadduk beribadah pada bulan ini. I will use this Ramadhan, another chance to change for the better, It once in a year, besides we don't know whether we will able to live on for the next Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, make it precious. Fasting sincerely and solely to Allah. Oh my fwen. Let's use this Ramadhan to be a better person. We can't be perfect, no one does. But, we do have chance to change for the better life. Till the end of time, death and the day of justice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-8202850293245538097?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8202850293245538097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=8202850293245538097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8202850293245538097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8202850293245538097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/08/ramadhan-kareem-fasting.html' title='♫ Ramadhan Kareem :: Fasting'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-4312237565775973846</id><published>2010-07-29T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:47:26.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: random ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Hiatus :: I'm Buzzzzy</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, crap! As usual, I'm updating, but I would like to announce my break from blogging since I do not have enough time to do so. Oh, shut up! Yeah~ actually I do have time, but then... coz of laziness contiguous disease, the time pass on and on. A thing that no body could own. It's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I suppose most of us was just the same. We were the same! hahaa~ Emm, besides i don't have stories to tell. My brain is pending and slow due to therm o fluids subject. Oh crap!! Saying the subject name made me dizzy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't own much memory spaces to keep the whole memory about my days!! Blame that therm o  fluids!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-4312237565775973846?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/4312237565775973846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=4312237565775973846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/4312237565775973846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/4312237565775973846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/07/hiatus-im-buzzzzy.html' title='♫ Hiatus :: I&apos;m Buzzzzy'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-80270985736465183</id><published>2010-07-14T23:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:47:56.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ The New Semester :: Me</title><content type='html'>Everyone was updating the same topic, so do I. Here we go, talking about the new semester, so far everything went smoothly, no hardship... Alhamdulillah, the happy thing is, I'm officially Manufacturing Engineering student!! Hehehe, supposed my other friend from diff university already started with their majoring. But, never mind, because... &lt;click for="" more="" the="" title=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/click&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;UIA Engin is special, and I'm happy with it. So far, I had been mentioned that we UIA Engin student have been exposed to the various skill and strong basics Engineering knowledge before been specifying in any Engin major. That's why UIA students will easily get accepted when it comes to any Engin field whether it is not in their major graduated interval job scope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a designer engineer, I did enjoyed all the drawing and CAD classes,so far so good, I love drawing, as much as I enjoyed Kpop, maybe you wouldn't understand this. Never mind. I'm not spilling this to make people understand, but I hope you guys would pray for me, coz a Doa from seorg sahabat without mentioning to the empunya diri adalah antara doa yang paling afdal and akn di makbul kn, mari la kite pkat  doa sesama sendiri, tp jgn la plak bg tau, well doa kn se ikhlas hati mu. Untuk sape2 lah, pahala sgt besar. Doa jgak wat kite hilang Hasad dan Dengki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ape lagi ek??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bace2 blog kwan2 yang len sme duk post psal bola, since I'm not that intrested, I'm not posting any of it. Well, Saya ske brazil!! hehe... tu je la, and klau tnye ske yg mne lagi? sya jwab argintina sbb Messi and the coach Maradona, hehe~ dat's it psal bola. Tak sedih pon dua2 tu tak g final, coz It's not worth any tears. It's only a game. A sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi. Bru2 nie aku g kenduri mel and ab. I'm not that closed with the both. But, just teman my cousin Najwa since she want to go. Ble da g, bru la aku tau knpe dia leh bjya gile2 in Herbalife bisness nie. No wonder la, her dad org kuat herbalife and she had been exposed and involved in this bisness since Form 5. Haha, she's good! No doubt, and Mel and Ab!! Semoga kalian berbahagia hingga ke anak cucu yea! hehe~ anak nti mesti comel cam mel, soleh and solehah! amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak lagi? Hahha~ My room da siap kemas, Course da reg and the credit is 18.5 hour. Umm... I love my room and dpt wireless lam bilik. Cam nie bleh la slalu update! hehe! Lg? I'm planning the whole things, from the attitude till the new way untuk study, talent pon tgh asah nie, music? art? and geeks? hahaha~ juga tgh improve ibadah! this one pling important! korang pon mesti selalu muhasabah tau! pkir blek ape yg da wat slame nie, da spend life untuk ape, jgn jadi hamba Allah yg rugi. Allah da give mcm2. Tatau la klo tak rti nk bersyukur jgk, and lastly, I'm fixing my merungut habit. Benda nie la paling tak ptut ade kt kita org Islam. Hmm, pikir-pikir kn la! Ok, da 12:17 mlm, wat?!!! off to bed! Good Nite! Salam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;zexta9096&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-80270985736465183?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/80270985736465183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=80270985736465183&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/80270985736465183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/80270985736465183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-semester-me.html' title='♫ The New Semester :: Me'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-2997630358662696509</id><published>2010-07-07T22:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:42:26.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ The Last Day :: at Home</title><content type='html'>Oh no!! today would be the last day at home. Nothing to say, just I'm so sad. Walopon sbnar dah lme da cuti! tp, sye tak pnah bosan duk umah, sgt suka duk umah, kalo aku ckp spnjang cuti 3 bulan nie aku tak gi mne2 mesti korang tak cye, huhuhu, btul.. mang tk gi jlan2 pon, sye sgt syg rumah and family saya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mang rse tak nk balek UIA, bkn sbb tak ske blajar, tp sye nk duk umah.. teman umi lg best, klo la UIA nie kt trganu kan bgus, haih, dlm mimpi jela, and petang td dpt suprise... Ana dtg umah trus stelah tiba. Waaa, sgt terharu, kwan ku ... Sya syg kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sye tak nk crite bnyak pon this time, just nk ckp, sye da kne blek UIA!! Urgh! sgt stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna leave!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;zexta9096&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-2997630358662696509?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2997630358662696509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=2997630358662696509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2997630358662696509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/2997630358662696509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-day-at-home.html' title='♫ The Last Day :: at Home'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-831279852396428285</id><published>2010-07-06T11:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T12:00:59.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: art ::'/><title type='text'>♫ I Miss This So Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TDKnfpCz4CI/AAAAAAAAAPk/98JcNa-WMJw/s1600/KKV+BFF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 457px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TDKnfpCz4CI/AAAAAAAAAPk/98JcNa-WMJw/s400/KKV+BFF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490635057753481250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My beloved BFF Day, sketched this as our memorial drawing and for the never ending story we wrote back then, I was so excited seeing this was posted at her artificial &lt;a href="http://deaday-sevencolours.blogspot.com/"&gt;Seven Color&lt;/a&gt; blog, So I snatched it as to share this masterpiece of her art here while promoting her awesome blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit for the art : &lt;a href="http://deaday-vespaburuk.blogspot.com/"&gt;DEADAY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coloring : Me (Obviously coz the colors were lame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Zexta9096&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-831279852396428285?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/831279852396428285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=831279852396428285&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/831279852396428285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/831279852396428285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-miss-this-so-much.html' title='♫ I Miss This So Much'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TDKnfpCz4CI/AAAAAAAAAPk/98JcNa-WMJw/s72-c/KKV+BFF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-6042447527874530897</id><published>2010-07-04T15:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:24:09.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ New Life :: New Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ivanhoegirls.org/unit2bio_aos2/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/student-studying.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 347px;" src="http://ivanhoegirls.org/unit2bio_aos2/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/student-studying.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for the new semester. Laugh out loud, seriously... I'm not prepared. I hate the fact the holiday is about to end. It's not that I hate to study, but... I love my home just much. If UIA stated in the hometown, that would be perfect.  Well, to broaden one mind, apart is a must. To be more independent and to feel the real world, we can't expecting it from lying on the leisure bed under the comfy canopy, would we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, there there... I'm preparing. Thus,I'm listing the things I would love to change, the person I would trade to be. Oh. Allah... please make this easy for me. May Allah bless us all. Oh, it's a secret. Can't be discussed here. So this is the least I could tell. A new me. Change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;zexta9096&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-6042447527874530897?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6042447527874530897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=6042447527874530897&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/6042447527874530897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/6042447527874530897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-semester-new-life-new-me.html' title='♫ New Life :: New Me'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-5421974822664576292</id><published>2010-07-02T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T12:02:05.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: wishes ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Happy Birthday To Miqdam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dryicons.com/files/graphics_previews/happy_birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 415px;" src="http://dryicons.com/files/graphics_previews/happy_birthday.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just dropping by to wish a happy birthday to my little brother, Miqdam. He turned 13, and he is getting taller, in fact taller than me. Woow!! Congrats to him in hope that he would be someone just great in the future, and working hard to be excellent in studies. Be a Soleh son. Be a great Muslim and caliph. May Allah bless you forever. Amin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Zexta9096&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-5421974822664576292?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5421974822664576292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=5421974822664576292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5421974822664576292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5421974822664576292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-to-miqdam.html' title='♫ Happy Birthday To Miqdam'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-4359723281481793659</id><published>2010-06-28T23:10:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T16:24:14.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Birthday Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.marthastewart.com/images/content/pub/kids/2006Q1/ka101967_sp06_memorybx_xl.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://images.marthastewart.com/images/content/pub/kids/2006Q1/ka101967_sp06_memorybx_xl.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 450px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 360px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam, Actually, this time I will talk about my birthday memories since 16teen. Well, I have sad, funny, happy, and weird birthday since then. Just before that, I wanna thanks Allah for creating me into this world and giving me  chances to be the caliph.  I wanna thanks my parents for giving birth to me. I wanna thanks my friend for remembering my birth date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's the story begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th Birthday. It was along time ago, and I don't actually remember things in details, but I do remember that everybody in the class was wishing me a happy birthday including my liltle two best friend, Day &amp;amp; Ana were so happy about the day, during the recess they treated me for the lunch. We talked to each other so much, we shared every single things and we love each other like we will never be apart, and nowadays... I miss that days.&lt;br /&gt;17th Birthday. I'm a year older. I have got a few new BFF and they were Wawa, Asy &amp;amp; Izan. Along with the old BFF Ana &amp;amp; Day, we were a group of girls with dreams to persue. Things changed between Ana, Day and me. Ana did well in her last end of the year exam and manage to be in the 1st rated class. We were then separated by the academic pressure. Poor us back then. But, I'm not worried, we were still the BFF. It was the same. Conflict did occur since we had less time to spent together. SPM got closer and things turned upside down. Everything felt heavy on that time. Everyone was emotionally unstable. A year of misery for me. It worsen when on my birthday, I got undies and bra as a present, I cried so much over this in the thought that they only remembering my birthday as a joke. Well, speak of emotionally unstable. That was how I ended up thinking. Day &amp;amp; Ana changed so much on that year. I considered it as examination pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th Birthday. Wawa &amp;amp; Ana came to my house, brought a cake, surprised. Since we were all on the long vocation, waiting for college, Day, Izan &amp;amp; Asy wasn't with me on the birthday, they already went for Matriculation. As long as I recalled, I felt so happy along the year. No such heavy things happened. Just me, family &amp;amp; home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th Birthday. I got into IIUM foundation program. I got more new BFF a.k.a roommates and they were Nina, Solha, Nani. That year filled with curiosity, joy, development &amp;amp; enthusiastic college life. Well then, I had been prank on my birthday. I have got wished by most of the people I know, on the midnight as clock ticking 12, roomates and a few more friends sang the birthday song to me, I felt treasured, Nina gave me a present, she asked me to open it immediately. But It only turned out to be my newly bought DVD. They laughed so much at me. Ok, since it's kind of funny, I laughed at the joke too. But later that night on the bed, I thought came, well... another prank on my birthday, and it was sad actually. To get prank on your birthday. Now I have got twice. Bra with undies present, and a-my-own-things present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2oth Birthday. New BFF, Farhana. We call her Ana, and Sarah. I got presents this year. From Ana and Nina.  Thanks!!  But the birthday turned out to be nothing to me anymore, I don't actually care about it anymore and I actually don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st Birthday. This year. The birthday became plain, a normal day as the other days. I got a lot of wishes trough my Facebook and a sweet birthday card from Sarah, I really appreciate it dear. She posted it using Pos Laju! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. I'm only 21 years old and we will continue growing and getting older. I come to the conclusion, to me birthday is actually nothing. So I don't mind about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;zexta9096&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-4359723281481793659?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/4359723281481793659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=4359723281481793659&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/4359723281481793659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/4359723281481793659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthday-memories.html' title='♫ Birthday Memories'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-3528778932805249002</id><published>2010-06-27T12:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T03:14:06.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: random ::'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ I.Phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TCbbxjTcjeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NPp_IpNpeVI/s1600/iPhone_by_DeadParrot_Jones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TCbbxjTcjeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NPp_IpNpeVI/s400/iPhone_by_DeadParrot_Jones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487314840334405090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! IPhone, I'm wishing to have one, I don't know, just I like the fact that I can Tweet and Face-booking trough the day, but after surveying the prices and all, Ugh! [=__=]... well I guest it's not the time yet to own it. [T__T], But I want it soooooooo bad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-3528778932805249002?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/3528778932805249002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=3528778932805249002&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/3528778932805249002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/3528778932805249002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/06/iphone.html' title='♫ I.Phone'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TCbbxjTcjeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NPp_IpNpeVI/s72-c/iPhone_by_DeadParrot_Jones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-7167028050827707012</id><published>2010-06-23T20:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T16:25:12.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: meme tag ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Follow Up :: What's in My Bag?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TCIFna4YU0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/7bvnkAdqicw/s1600/DSC01461.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485953470879519554" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TCIFna4YU0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/7bvnkAdqicw/s400/DSC01461.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. Well just additional stuff to share. What's exactly was in my makeup bag. Even though I'm not the girl with makeup, but I love having them with me. Well, I'm a girl. Don't blame  me for that :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-7167028050827707012?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/7167028050827707012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=7167028050827707012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7167028050827707012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7167028050827707012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/06/follow-up-whats-in-my-bag.html' title='♫ Follow Up :: What&apos;s in My Bag?'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TCIFna4YU0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/7bvnkAdqicw/s72-c/DSC01461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-5885032736387047246</id><published>2010-06-21T21:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T12:33:54.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: meme tag ::'/><title type='text'>♫ What's in My Bag?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's been years I wanna post this. But always end up, not. So here we go. What's in my bag? As a female, not a girl, not yet a woman. These are things I stuffed into my bag. Poor the bag. [-_-]?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB9uceYiI7I/AAAAAAAAANs/j4VQ6lMc_R8/s1600/DSC01469.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="480" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485224306631910322" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB9uceYiI7I/AAAAAAAAANs/j4VQ6lMc_R8/s640/DSC01469.JPG" style="display: block; height: 282px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 376px;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. A novel → Currently reading Lovely Bones. &lt;br /&gt;2. My cell phone → That old SE W910i. &lt;br /&gt;3. My Beloved MP4 named → Lola.&lt;br /&gt;4. My Coco Milk Teddy Purse&lt;br /&gt;5. A Schedule Book → nothing in it. [-_-"]&lt;br /&gt;6. A take note book → full with silly doodle [-__-?], Yes. I'm doodle maniac.&lt;br /&gt;7. Sanitizer. I hate germs! &lt;br /&gt;8. Hand Cream. Manufacturing girls student need this a lot.&lt;br /&gt;9. Headphone. Earphone hurt my ear.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;10. Make up bag. I don't put on make up. Just basic things like lipbalm. Lotion. Body mist. Compact powder. Eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;11. First aid little kit. Where I put painkiller→ panadol, Aid Plaster, Minyak angin → Cap Kapak. Tee hee. Eye drop → Eye Mo. Minyak gamat fav → Buatan nenek sniri [o_O!].&lt;br /&gt;12. Sudoku. Besh!&lt;br /&gt;13. Pencil-box. Can't live without stationery. &lt;br /&gt;14. Wet Tissue&lt;br /&gt;15. Thumb-drive&lt;br /&gt;16. Sketch Book. Told ya! Love doodle. &lt;br /&gt;17. Extra Xylitol - After eating candy [o...o]&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/2196180152989871013-5885032736387047246?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5885032736387047246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=5885032736387047246&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5885032736387047246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/5885032736387047246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/06/whats-in-my-bag.html' title='♫ What&apos;s in My Bag?'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB9uceYiI7I/AAAAAAAAANs/j4VQ6lMc_R8/s72-c/DSC01469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-8696032487625267915</id><published>2010-06-20T01:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T18:46:52.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Why Do People Hurting Each Other?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB0GX_Q5_OI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rN44_rRS428/s1600/R_e_a_s_o_n_by_Alephunky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 364px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB0GX_Q5_OI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rN44_rRS428/s400/R_e_a_s_o_n_by_Alephunky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484546930396232930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just feeling sad all of the sudden. I just want to blog this little feeling since writing could make me feel better. As it goes, I always get hurt because of friendship. Maybe it was only me being over sensitive and paranoid over my friendship. Well, previous friendship really did leaving me a deep scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, people always hurting each other. Whenever there is a relationship, no matter how close you both are, we just can't avoid hurting the person around us. Well, I tried hard to understand this and I'm learning how to handle the feeling of insecure over relation. I'm learning how to overcome my paranoid over friendship too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as it rolls, it was hard. I pray to Allah! I want to be a real good friend. But then what is exactly the meaning of good friend? I'm yet unable to figure that out. I wish, I could stop having this feeling of hate over my friends. I want to love them wholeheartedly lillahita'la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Editted : To my old friends, it is not you guys . It's me who have the problem with feeling. Easily get hurt.  I'm sorry if this offended u. I didn't mean to. Very sorry! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-8696032487625267915?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8696032487625267915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=8696032487625267915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8696032487625267915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8696032487625267915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-do-people-hurting-each-other.html' title='♫ Why Do People Hurting Each Other?'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB0GX_Q5_OI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rN44_rRS428/s72-c/R_e_a_s_o_n_by_Alephunky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-7255768666192509089</id><published>2010-06-13T02:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T18:47:31.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: wishes ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB0JhV6beFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/nSRSGDJn928/s1600/Be_Happy_by_Alephunky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 368px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB0JhV6beFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/nSRSGDJn928/s400/Be_Happy_by_Alephunky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484550389629679698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness. What is that about? Just that. We keep on looking for it, desperately.  Everyone. Everybody. Including me. But then, nobody actually realizing this one thing.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; We born as a Muslim. We grown as one.&lt;/span&gt; That is the biggest happiness ever. Maybe we did realize about it. But, do we really care? With just that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALLAH&lt;/span&gt; promised heaven. Eternal happiness for all who deserved it. Yes, nothing is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of looking for happiness in this empty world which got nothing but pain. Why don't we take a deep breath and close our eyes. Think of our life. How much we used &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIS&lt;/span&gt; gift? But then, how much we did to actually thank HIM back. For those who have parents. Yes, you still have 'em. For those who alive. Yes, you are still breathing. For those who live in wealth. Yes, you are still lucky to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, remember this, you don't nor didn't own any of it. It was all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;. I blog this, just because it came crossing my mind while staring upon the picture above. Yes, we love to be happy. But, do we actually know that we are actually living in the real happiness with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIS&lt;/span&gt; guide, love and care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST.... NOT ONLY A JUST.... DO NOT LET THIS HAPPINESS PERISHED. DO NOT DESTROY IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s think a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: pardon the grammatical error.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-7255768666192509089?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/7255768666192509089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=7255768666192509089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7255768666192509089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7255768666192509089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-want-friend.html' title='♫ Happiness'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB0JhV6beFI/AAAAAAAAAMk/nSRSGDJn928/s72-c/Be_Happy_by_Alephunky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-6066694172542177629</id><published>2010-06-09T13:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T18:48:04.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Pray for GAZA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB0Ke_IVWeI/AAAAAAAAAM0/GSmTFrEbO_A/s1600/3144039044_efeb22133c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 369px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB0Ke_IVWeI/AAAAAAAAAM0/GSmTFrEbO_A/s400/3144039044_efeb22133c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484551448665872866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news of Israel attack over the ship full with humanity heat my angry blood , waiting to blow up! The hatred grows fast! but the most frustrated fact was that, me as a Muslim couldn't even do a thing to make things better. but then i realize things~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) we have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALLAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) we have&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SOLAT&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; DOA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) these are a test from HIM the Almighty&lt;br /&gt;4) i reflect myself the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what exactly we should do? boycott? burning Israel flag? Is that really a must? just, in my opinion.. we must keep looking for the sweetness of true iman. we only can defeat Yahudi by doing so. By being the true, real Muslim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-6066694172542177629?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6066694172542177629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=6066694172542177629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/6066694172542177629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/6066694172542177629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/06/pray-for-gaza.html' title='♫ Pray for GAZA!!'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB0Ke_IVWeI/AAAAAAAAAM0/GSmTFrEbO_A/s72-c/3144039044_efeb22133c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-7601772887457788208</id><published>2010-06-06T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T18:48:42.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: wishes ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Sweet 21th! ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TBDv4gRFTII/AAAAAAAAAK8/2ZDUe8PWLvU/s1600/hepi+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TBDv4gRFTII/AAAAAAAAAK8/2ZDUe8PWLvU/s400/hepi+bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481144500523191426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I turned 21. So what? Is that a big deal? Yeah.. have to admit, it's kinda big deal. Because the sad fact was that i'm not a teen nor kid anymore. Ugh! Life was just like this. Getting old and time pass. O well, here me go again, melancholy mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the wishes from all my friends. Well, since we have Facebook, i got plenty of wishes this year. Yeah... just wishes. No present yet. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, will i get one this year? Well, I'm.. it's not like I'm begging for it. But it is super nice if I get one. I'm not a good friend yet, so didn't expecting for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, Dear me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this year turn well and blast! Here the wishes for you, since u didn't get any present. I will buy you one. Even though it will make you look pathetic. Just that, coz I love YOU. And, please be what you planned. Don't just pen down every plans but end up doing nothing! Ugh.. why I'm nagging you? This a wish right? Sorry.. OK, last but not least, just have a great year ahead. Be a great Muslim &amp;amp; Woman. Do well in studies. Please diet. DO WHAT HAVE BEEN PLAN you maroon! Ops.. sorry, OK.. nites! XoXo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edited : I got a sweet birthday card from a friend. You just don't know how much this kind of little thing could make the day even better. Thanks Sarah-chan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-7601772887457788208?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/7601772887457788208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=7601772887457788208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7601772887457788208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/7601772887457788208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweet-21th.html' title='♫ Sweet 21th! ♥'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TBDv4gRFTII/AAAAAAAAAK8/2ZDUe8PWLvU/s72-c/hepi+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-1991097843459537680</id><published>2009-09-19T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T18:49:19.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: wishes ::'/><title type='text'>♫ Aidil Eid Fitri!!</title><content type='html'>Annyeong^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB0Ln-PKPcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/yYUHOOjs81I/s1600/Happy_Eid_by_Cla22ire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB0Ln-PKPcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/yYUHOOjs81I/s400/Happy_Eid_by_Cla22ire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484552702556519874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna drop by and said Happy Eid Mubarak to all Muslim in this world... But too sad that Ramadhan are living us... Tomorrow, my family gonna have a family feast..  I guess.. and we are living for Thai.. Balik Kampung.. My homeland.. the day feel too short and without really aware.. this 2 weeks holiday.. 1 weeks left.. must spend it really well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Yoru-bun, leaving to make kek batik~~ ^-^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-1991097843459537680?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1991097843459537680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=1991097843459537680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1991097843459537680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/1991097843459537680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2009/09/aidil-eid-fitri.html' title='♫ Aidil Eid Fitri!!'/><author><name>Yusro Yusoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843960933798260910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwQrGWgxvTA/TivnWZg7Q_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/VQQlIzmWtqE/s220/03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJLutQdfcvo/TB0Ln-PKPcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/yYUHOOjs81I/s72-c/Happy_Eid_by_Cla22ire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196180152989871013.post-8955547003150959382</id><published>2009-09-16T14:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T18:59:40.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: diary ::'/><title type='text'>♫ The Life?? Don't ask me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/028/6/9/new_life_by_meppol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 370px;" src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/028/6/9/new_life_by_meppol.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annyeong!! Chingu-deul!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, for the first post ever, I'm zexta.archieveto.. and, the purpose of this blog, ofcos... just for me to tell u guys the not-so-interesting-tales of my life... i dun know who ever gonna read this.. but, enjoy the reading.. and pardon me of the so-meloncholy style of writing.. it's depend on my mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life?? It is simple.. but it just not easy, to tell the truth, I'm still confuse about what should I do with my life.. Friendship?? I don't know what and how the true friendship look's like.. because all i see and through is a fake... I'm so sorry to all my friends, but it is my thought and feel, i dun really know.. what is friendship.. but for me... it is a blade that cut down my heart to slices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While hoping the true friend appear... the feel of getting friend just like the wind, i dun really know her name, who is she? who is this... people around keep talking to me like friend.. but I dun actually know those people name.. and I barely ask the people name.. b'cos this cold heart wouldn't remember and bother to memorize any of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounded cruel, even to me.. but it is the fact what how is the life i have been walking through right now... somebody save me.... S.O.S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2196180152989871013-8955547003150959382?l=zexta-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8955547003150959382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2196180152989871013&amp;postID=8955547003150959382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8955547003150959382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2196180152989871013/posts/default/8955547003150959382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zexta-tales.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-dont-ask-me.html' title='♫ The Life?? 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