<?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-2236530886147811840</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:14:58.527-08:00</updated><category term='love u from the bottom of my heart...'/><title type='text'>... my better half ...</title><subtitle type='html'>blog bodoh.. tiada cerita menarik</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-1437035867207094822</id><published>2012-01-09T19:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T19:54:49.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sarapan</title><content type='html'>arini aku cuti.. sebab besok ada paper. so aku kesorangan. fatah keje sebab dia tak peksa.. pagi-pagi lagi aku dah start enjin keta gerak ke pejabat pasport malaysia kat putrajaya sebab nak amik pasport yang aku buat sabtu aritu.. sampai sana tak ramai.. cilakak gila.. masa aku buat aritu beratur sampai muntah pintu. bangsui..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lepas amik pasport aku lapar.. mencari kekawan yang mungkin tak kerja atau belum bekerja nak suh teman g breakfast.. port sarapan mestilah kat maulana sekolah. so, sebab semalam amik reza kat hentian bas bandar tasik selatan dan dia dah citer dia cuti arini, aku pun bbm dia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku: reza hensem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reza: mula lah ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku: jom mastar (mastar adalah nama nasik lemak kat maulana sekolah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reza: jap aku mandi hadas besar jap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku: bodot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-1437035867207094822?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1437035867207094822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2012/01/sarapan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/1437035867207094822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/1437035867207094822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2012/01/sarapan.html' title='sarapan'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-1936714692208481713</id><published>2010-11-10T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:00:07.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alasan....</title><content type='html'>kejap lagi exam aku masih sempat nak membebel kat blog ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku selalu bagi alasan untuk diri aku untuk hidup.. kenapa? mungkin sebab we tend to not to think about it too much or we just afraid of being hurt... even alasan tu tak betol, tapi masih jugak nak terima.. even alasan tu tak logik, tapi masih jugak nak kasi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang ni alasan aku ape kalau tak nak attend exam???&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-1936714692208481713?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1936714692208481713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/11/alasan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/1936714692208481713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/1936714692208481713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/11/alasan.html' title='alasan....'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-7043672708875140361</id><published>2010-11-05T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T07:37:28.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no title 1</title><content type='html'>lama gile tak bukak blog aku.. da bersawang dah.. tak de mende yang nak diupdet pon.. rindu nak menaip jugak..&lt;br /&gt;latest about me.. exam around the corner sekarang ni.. kepala memang tengah serabut gile.. tak tau nak pikir mana satu dulu..&lt;br /&gt;and malam ni mungkin saya terasa dengan kawan saya.. (kalau dia perli saya lahh...)&lt;br /&gt;bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-7043672708875140361?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7043672708875140361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-title-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/7043672708875140361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/7043672708875140361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-title-1.html' title='no title 1'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-4180897409149027327</id><published>2010-08-23T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T06:22:22.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>macam haram</title><content type='html'>ok.. aku tengah marah sebab aku miss lagi sekali class PAD160.. ni kali ke3.. dan yang buat aku lagi bengang sebab kelas kali ke3 ni ada quiz didalamnye.. dan aku dah bengang sebab aku bayar mahal untuk paper ni.. n kalau aku da 3 kali miss maknanye aku sangat laa rugi..&lt;br /&gt;dan aku juge bengang sebab aku da tak tau nak taip macam mana lagi untuk menyatakan kemarahan aku ni..&lt;br /&gt;ok lect asik tukar tarikh kelas tanpa mengikut jadual yang dikeluarkan oleh pihak i-ned. so baik tak payah ada jadual tu kalau dari awal kelas kau huru hara macam ni... menyusahkan student.. sebab aku da nekad untuk attend kelas kali ke 3 ni..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;aku akan terus marah sampai masalah aku ni ada jalan penyelesaian..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-4180897409149027327?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4180897409149027327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/08/macam-haram.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/4180897409149027327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/4180897409149027327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/08/macam-haram.html' title='macam haram'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-4836606224779515492</id><published>2010-05-29T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T01:09:03.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>si rambut cendawan yang annoying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/TADJh6t3UTI/AAAAAAAAALc/b_nf_cg9cBc/s1600/4147071678_225df884f6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/TADJh6t3UTI/AAAAAAAAALc/b_nf_cg9cBc/s320/4147071678_225df884f6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476598731417014578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. aku secara rasminye menyampah gile dengan mamat muka kat atas ni.. nak sebut nama dia pon aku geli weyhhhhh..... pelis laaaaa.... style ko tak komersial langsung laa.. banyak duit kan?? tolong la ubah gaya rambut ko yang tak semenggah langusung tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...tolong la jangan nak bajet sangat filem ko tu akan meletup sangat.. david teoh yang dah keluarkan berpuluh-puluh filem pon tak de la peghak sangat macam ko.. annoying tau tak?? annoying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sangat menyampah bila paper kosmo hari-hari kuar muke ko dua muka surat penuh dengan gaya yang sama..  style yang sama.. sut n bow.. sumpah weiii kalau orang tak baca mesti orang ingat kau ni pelayan hotel mana-mana tahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kosmo satu hal..wanita hari ini pon muke ko lagi.. tak cukup tu.. sinar fm hari-hari sebut nama kau.. weh.. lama-lama macam ni.. penuh la ENT punya jabatan sebab orang punya telinga asik bernanah n muntahhh je..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please la... STOP PROMOTING YOURSELF SEBAB ORANG SEMUA NAIK MENYAMPAH DENGAN KAU... MASUK KERANDA ANGKAT SENDIRI...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-4836606224779515492?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4836606224779515492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/si-rambut-cendawan-yang-annoying.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/4836606224779515492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/4836606224779515492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/si-rambut-cendawan-yang-annoying.html' title='si rambut cendawan yang annoying'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/TADJh6t3UTI/AAAAAAAAALc/b_nf_cg9cBc/s72-c/4147071678_225df884f6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-2319979336177939351</id><published>2010-05-22T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T07:18:23.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>broga</title><content type='html'>ahad lepas (16 may 2010) saya pegi broga hills dengan fatah.. ye.. pergi ke Broga hills pada saya adalah seperti cubaan membunuh diri sebab saya sangat penakot n fobia gila nak panjat bukit ni. fuh.. pagi tu saya gerak dari rumah pukul 6.05 pagi.. sampai serdang pukul 6.30 (sebab berenti rebon kejap). then gerak sampai broga pukul 7.00 pagi.. ramaiiii gilee orang.. fuhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai je penuh semangat la nak mendaki ni.. ye-ye je.. tapi banyak kali gak berenti.. sebab penat.. pancit woo.. siap ada satu-satu masa tu rasa jantung dah jatuh dalam perot dahh.. mengah.. tapi kan.. banyak motivasi kau bila sampai sana.. tengok orang-orang yang datang.. dari budak kecik sampai lah nenek pon diorang larat lagi nak naik bukit tu.. memang tercabar la kewibawaan kau selaku orang muda bila tengok diorang pon leh daki dengan selamba je..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa tengah daki tu,asik tanya fatah je berapa jauh lagi.. fatah lak jawab dalam percent.. lagi 70%.. lagi 65% lagi 30%.. adeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. bila dah sampai atas tu memang enjoy la.. berpeluh n puas.. saya memang plan nak pegi lagi sekali.. tapi maybe next time pegi beramai-ramai la..haha..n kene pegi awal.. sebab orang ramaii... untuk gambar klik kat &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=4251902&amp;amp;id=716541938&amp;amp;fbid=392519781938#%21/album.php?aid=172522&amp;amp;id=716541938"&gt;sini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-2319979336177939351?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2319979336177939351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/broga.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/2319979336177939351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/2319979336177939351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/broga.html' title='broga'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-5056837837374973475</id><published>2010-05-20T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:46:30.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bila nak kahwin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sebelum artikel ni ditulis..aku sebenarnye tengah belek2 album kawin kawan aku.. aku tengok macam happy jer diorang..baguslah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cakap pasal kawin ni, aku teringat.. kalau aku pegi kenduri kendara ke..even lately sepupu aku kawin dekat rumah aku..ramai yang tanya giliran aku bila lagi.lagi-lagi bila mak yan ambil kesempatan menjemput sekali untuk kenduri yan nanti..time tu memang la dia dah hebah-hebah kan yang yan akan kawin end of november nanti.. so bile orang tanya pasal aku punya turn bila..muka mak aku akan kelat la sedikit.. so aku akan serba salah..&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnye bukan aku tak merancang langsung untuk end kan zaman bujang aku..well.. aku baru akan masuk 26thn ni..takde la tua mana kan?hehehe.. aku ada plan tarikh nak kawin ni ape semua (well in this case i have to say we have planned our future la..takkan aku plan sorang-sorang kot..)  but sometimes i admit yang memang aku ada ragu-ragu lagi sebenarnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT PREPARED AT ALL...i don't even know where to start..aku langsung tak prepare dalam banyak aspek..contohnye duit.. aku langsung tiada saving.. every month kalau gaji je mesti tak cukup..ada je benda aku nak kene spentnye.. macam bulan lepas aku baru ingat nak saving sikit..tapi eksiden pulaknye.. so aku kene kuar duit untuk repair kereta aku..puff.. melayang 450..bulan ni tak tau lagi.. tapi banyak barang dah habis..macam lens aku..n there's a few stuff yang aku rasa aku perlu beli.. so macam duit nak saving tu tiada..takkan la aku nak kawin dalam keadaan ekonomi aku tak stabil.. lepas kawin nak duduk mana? bawah kolong? homeless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belanja kawin bukan murah wehhh...mahallll!!!!rata-rata yang aku tanya 20k keatas tak lari la bajet dorang.. tu untuk sebelah pihak je.. tetamu mak aku bukan calang-calang sikit..dah berapa kali dia tukar tempat kerja..tu sumer kene jemput tu...sedara lagi... dah la sedara aku menimbun macam kain yang dah seminggu tak lipat kat rumah aku...kad kawin lagi..hantaran.. katering.. door gift.. pelamin.. peh...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku still study.. aku rase tunggu la paper aku da kurang sikit baru aku kawin..kang kalau kawin kang.. tak terkejar aku.. bujang-bujang ni pon time nak exam meroyan je kejenye..sampai  eksiden-eksiden laaa... ni kalau aku dah kawin macam mana la agaknye wehh... aku bukan kuat semangat sangat.. kalau buat kerje secara terpaksa mesti nak reward yang kita suka.. baru la aku ada semangat sikit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..hmm..lagi ape ye? kebanyakkan alasan aku adalah berlandaskan ekonomi la..aku pon still on job hunting..aku rasa banyak lagi benda yang aku nak cari sekarang ni while i'm still single.. aku nak puaskan diri aku dulu la..beli itu ini n tak perlu nak dikongsi sangat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi life after marriage..ok..bila aku dah ada anak nanti.. fuhh tu lagi cabaran.. dengan dunia teknologi sekarang ni..macam mana la aku nak didik anak aku nanti supaya tak terjebak dengan masalah sosial yang teruk..takutnya aku wehhh... memang aku tak cukup tidur la fi kir anak aku nanti.. (sekarang ni pon tak cukup tido...)...dann aku rasa aku masih tak dapat nak sedia untuk menahan kesakitan beranak...lagi-lagi membayangkan bila bahagian tutttt tu akan dijahit hidup-hidup...auwwwww.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah tu Maha Mengetahui.. kalau ada rezeki nanti adalah... mungkin dia tak temukan jodoh aku lagi sebab dia tahu isi hati aku ni..so jalan terbaik ialah berusaha n berserah saja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi tak dinafikan la aku memang teruja nak kawin.. ye lah..sampai bila la aku nak berkepitt je dengan lelaki yang takde ikatan dengan aku... tak manis.tapi kalau tak buat macam tu tak lah dating namanya kan?? on top of that.. CURFEW AKU DAH TAKDE WEHHH KALAU AKU DAH KAHWIN... YAHOOO!!!!..tehehehehe alasan paling utama mestilah sebab aku cintewkan dia and i wanna spent the rest of my life with him...tehehehe...(ini bukanlah alasan terakhir..tetapi alasan utama..lagi utama dari 'on top of that')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next time kalau ada orang tanya aku bila aku nak settel down.. aku akan jawab..bila aku dah ready nak hadap semua perkara diatas.. time tu barulah aku akan kawin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2236530886147811840-5056837837374973475?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5056837837374973475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/bila-nak-kahwin.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/5056837837374973475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/5056837837374973475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/bila-nak-kahwin.html' title='bila nak kahwin?'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-3811930282309775704</id><published>2010-05-14T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T09:09:47.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat hari raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;saya nak memohon maaf kepada seseorang kerana membuat dia terpinggir...saya tak berniat nak buat dia rasa begitu..maafkan saya seorang insan yang lemah..&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/2236530886147811840-3811930282309775704?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3811930282309775704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/selamat-hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/3811930282309775704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/3811930282309775704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='selamat hari raya'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-5002757719370882297</id><published>2010-05-12T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T07:34:27.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saya nak kurus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yess..saya nak kurus..sape yang tak nak weyhh...kurus baru la cantik.. tanpa lemak di sana sini.. lagi-lagi kat perot.. fuhh.. perot tu yang buat aku stress..cam ne nak buang pon tak tawww... dah beratus2 kali sit-up pon tak kempis2 jugak.. ouh.. aku dah lama tak jogging.. stamina dah takdo.. keje stress.. dah ahad pon kene keje.. tak ke stress ko? pas stress buat hape lagi kalau tak mentekedarah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;starting besok saya nak diet.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;rasanye masuk arini dah 3984934498439419 kali aku berazam... tak buat-buat jugak. pantang ada orang nak beli nasi ayam..mesti aku kirim..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hampeh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470391184625446578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S-q7zI4HLrI/AAAAAAAAALU/ZWNQrGgclYs/s320/doutzen-kroes-karolina-kurkova-miranda-kerr-alessandra-ambrosio-f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AKU MAUUUU!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mimpi lah kauu!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/2236530886147811840-5002757719370882297?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5002757719370882297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/saya-nak-kurusi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/5002757719370882297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/5002757719370882297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/saya-nak-kurusi.html' title='saya nak kurus'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S-q7zI4HLrI/AAAAAAAAALU/ZWNQrGgclYs/s72-c/doutzen-kroes-karolina-kurkova-miranda-kerr-alessandra-ambrosio-f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-790084854888699087</id><published>2010-05-08T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:12:04.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>minggu yang sibuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. masa saya menaip entri ini.. kaki saya macam nak tercabut.. dan sangat keletihan.. ini kerana minggu ni adalah minggu terbusy dalam tahun ini..busynye mengalahkan study yang besoknya kau ada dua paper final dalam satu hari, pagi dan petang.. ini kerana.. pada hari selasa bersamaan 4 may 2010 saya ada final paper law yang macam haram itew.. manakala dirumah pula macam tongkang pecah gara2 sepupu saya mengadakan kenduri kahwinnya di rumah saya pada 8 may 2010.. saya lah tuan rumah untuk majlis berkenaan.. tak cukup dengan itu.. saya dikehendaki membuka kaunter di taman medan pada ahad, 9 may 2010..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ketika saya menaip entri ini, jam dah pukul 0107hrs.. dan saya bersumpah akan bangun lambat pada keesokkan harinye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S-WbGQVu4eI/AAAAAAAAALM/HtkIPibra8k/s1600/e4ae0fa4b0418812bb9a3d5f10c260dcc41075fd_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S-WbGQVu4eI/AAAAAAAAALM/HtkIPibra8k/s320/e4ae0fa4b0418812bb9a3d5f10c260dcc41075fd_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468947854278975970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2236530886147811840-790084854888699087?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/790084854888699087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/minggu-yang-sibuk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/790084854888699087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/790084854888699087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/minggu-yang-sibuk.html' title='minggu yang sibuk'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S-WbGQVu4eI/AAAAAAAAALM/HtkIPibra8k/s72-c/e4ae0fa4b0418812bb9a3d5f10c260dcc41075fd_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-659962273362431593</id><published>2010-05-01T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T05:11:49.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CINTA PERTAMA SAYA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DIA....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIA...dia lah lelaki pertama yang hadir dalam hidup saya. Saya kenal dia sejak saya berusia 13 tahun.. Dialah penyeri hidup saya.. Setiap hari saya gilakan dia dan angankan untuk hidup bersama dia.. Saya berangan konon-konon dia bawak kereta dengan kawan-kawan dia.. tiba- tiba dia tak sengaja langgar saya. Sebab rasa bersalah, dia hantar saya pegi hospital dan segala kos perbelanjaan perubatan dia yang tanggung.. sebab hari-hari menatap muka saya yang macam selipar eh..seliping beauty ni, maka dia jatuh cinta dengan saya dan sanggup tunggu sampai saya terjaga dari koma untuk kawin dengan saya.. maka dia pon nyanyi lagu gadis dalam koma supaya saya cepat sedar... tak lama lepas tu, saya tersedar sebab terdengar suara dia yang merdu masa saya icu.. maka saya pon terjaga sebab nak dia cepat-cepat masuk meminang saya.. lepas tu kami pon kawin dan hidup bahagia sampai ke akhir hayat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TETAPI....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa kan daya..semasa saya menuntut ilmu di sebuah universiti tempatan, dia telah pon bertemu dengan seorang gadis yang lebih cantik dan sama warna rambut dengan dia.. ketika saya mendengar khabar itu, hati saya remuk..terkilan, kerana saya hanya bertepuk sebelah tangan je selama ini.. saya harapkan panas sampai ke petang, rupenya hujan masa nak balik K.L... korang bayangkan la, dia jatuh cinta dengan perempuan ini cinta pandang pertama.. dengan sekali pandang, dia dah boleh melupakan saya yang mencintai dia separuh nyawa.. saya dengan pasrah, terpaksa menerima takdir ini dengan redha... kerana apa yang penting bagi saya ialah kebahagiaan dia bersama wanita yang dia cintai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(scroll..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S9wZCYuP9AI/AAAAAAAAAK8/TVbWPgt-Xx8/s1600/arghitsbrian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S9wZCYuP9AI/AAAAAAAAAK8/TVbWPgt-Xx8/s320/arghitsbrian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466271576507806722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S9wZVYnm-OI/AAAAAAAAALE/o7n_5Ve30Fw/s1600/brok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S9wZVYnm-OI/AAAAAAAAALE/o7n_5Ve30Fw/s320/brok.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466271902897469666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLO.....DEDI YANG PENYAYANG...COMEL SANGATTT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2236530886147811840-659962273362431593?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/659962273362431593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/cinta-pertama-saya.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/659962273362431593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/659962273362431593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/05/cinta-pertama-saya.html' title='CINTA PERTAMA SAYA'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S9wZCYuP9AI/AAAAAAAAAK8/TVbWPgt-Xx8/s72-c/arghitsbrian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-3539931837944719071</id><published>2010-04-26T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T21:05:49.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>masa kecik-kecik...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was a little girl..very little..i had a friend.. her name is Lijah. She is my neighbour living in next door back in Serdang.. i tak leh kasi tau rumah yang mana satu..nanti kantoi..haha.. well, masa saya tadika, saya tak ramai kawan.. sebab masa saya bayi sampai kanak-kanak, saya dijaga oleh keluarga angkat. jadi kawan-kawan saya hanyalah anak-anak dia saja. so nak dijadikan cerita, masa tadika barulah saya ada kawan dan dialah kawan pertama saya.. kami satu tadika, tapi lain session.. dia session pagi (mungkin dia ada kebolehan bangun pagi dari kecik) dan saya sesi petang (tak payah cakap alasan kenapa mak daftar saya sesi petang). so petang adalah masa kami bermain bersama. sampailah masanya kami masuk sekolah rendah. dialah jugak kawan pertama saya. kami ditakdirkan satu kelas wahh..takdir gitu). sekolah agama pon camtu jugak.tapi dia pandai. darjah satu dia dah tau ape makna periksa sedangkan saya masih ingat periksa tu cam kalau kita demam n kita akan ke klinik. so doktor nanti akan 'periksa' badan kita. saya ingat lagi masa tu memang saya ingat time periksa tu akan diadakan di klinik.. lihat lah, betapa lembab pengembangan otak saya. darjah satu, dia dapat nombor satu. tapi saya dapat nombor corot.. nombor belas-belas la..saya tak ingat.. sekolah agama lagi teruk.. dia dapat nombor satu.. siap amik hadiah kat pentas. tapi saya dapat nombor dua puluh. So, rentetan dari itu saya berazam yang saya mesti dapat nombor bagus-bagus macam Lijah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa darjah dua pulak.. kami masih sekelas. baik sekolah agama atau sekolah kebangsaan. bila akhir tahun barulah saya dapat saingi dia. barulah saya tau yang peperiksaan tu tak boleh tiru dan tak diadakan di klinik -_-".. saya masih tak boleh melebihi Lijah, tapi sekurang-kurangnya nombor kami dekat-dekat la.. macam kalau sekolah kebangsaan dia dapat nombor satu saya akan dapat nombor empat. kalau kat sekolah agama dia dapat nombor satu saya dapat nombor dua. masa ni kami macam masih rapat lagi. tapi bila naik darjah tiga, empat kami dah mula renggang. walaupun kami satu kelas, tapi kami dah tak duduk disebelah-sebelah. dia dah jumpa kawan baru macam Senah, Jenab, Limah.. dah tak mau kawan dengan saya.. lagipon Limah, Senah ni semua pandai-pandai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah satu masa saya join la Senah and the gang ni main titik-titik. Cam kene lukis petak empat segi kat kertas. then setiap penjuru tu tulis 1. 3 budak lelaki yang kau suke, 2. 3 kereta idaman bila dah besar nanti, 3. 3 jenis rumah idaman, 4. 3 nama anak (alangkah gatalnye permainan ini.. n kecik-kecik lagi aku dah terpikir nama anak?? oh no!!!) so, dalam petak empat segi tu korang kene buat titik titik titik titik..sampai la puas hati n cakap stop!.. then kira la baper banyak titik yang ada dalam petak tu. then kira kat kategori yang korang tulis tadi tu..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S9Zc2F1bpZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1DGcnpXglYc/s1600/siape+pakwe+saya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S9Zc2F1bpZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1DGcnpXglYc/s320/siape+pakwe+saya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464657282209654162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cam ni la lebih kurang... so katakan lah ni saya punya.. so BAKAL SUAMI SAYA ialah Abu, kereta saya bila dah besar nanti fereri (KO TENGOK KAT BERANDA RUMAH KERETA KAU APE SEBENARNYE NAJAH?) rumah saya ialah kondo dan nama anak saya ialah adeline.. nak dijadikan cerita, kawan saya (kami) ni pon main permainan ni.. dapat pulak bakal suami orang yang sama iaitu abu. ntah macam mana mulut saya gatal pegi cakap "sibuk je nak kat boyfriend kite jugak.." oh no!! si Lijah ni siap cakap ooo...ko suke kat abu ye.. besok aku cakap kat dia (sebab abu ni tak sama sekolah agama dengan kami..so di sekolah kebangsaan je leh jumpe abu ni)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besok tu saya datang sekolah dengan harapan si Lijah ni lupekan peristiwa semalam. so saya pon buat la muke selambaaa je.. sampai la lepas rehat. si Lijah ni boleh pulak teringat.. (mungkin sebab tu dia selaluu je dapat no 1 dalam kelas) dengan selamba dia announce SIAPA NAK TAU, NAJJAH KAN DIA SUKA KAT...ABUUU!!! saya terus lari masuk tandas dan menangis.. saya tak sangka kawan baik saya sanggup malukan saya dalam kelas. masa saya dalam tandas, saya tau Lijah cerita kat budak kelas macam mana cerita saya suka abu ni terjadi.. saya maluu!! saya tak suka kat abu tu.. saya benci sangat kat Lijah masa ni..saya tak nak kawan dengan Lijah lagi. saya tak masuk untuk kelas matapelajaran seterusnya masa ni.. then, saya memang tak rapat dengan Lijah dah lepas tu. tapi kami masih sama kelas sampai saya darjah enam (sekolah agama n sekolah kebangsaan).. tapi Lijah ramai kawan.. kawan saya masih sikit.. kadang-kadang saya terpaksa jugak kawan dengan Lijah. tapi masa ni saya dah ada kawan baru. Nama dia Aishah dan Qistina. Aishah dan Qistina je yang sudi bercakap dengan saya. tapi bila naik tingkatan satu, Aishah dan Qistina dah jumpa kawan baru.. saya pon jumpa Azrul masa ni.. dan Azrul lah satu-satunya kawan sejati saya masa ni... Saaammpaiiilah sekarang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lijah pulak saya dah tak dengar khabar langsung sekarang ni... tapi saya rasa mestilah dah berjaya.. ada sekali saya tengok dia dalam facebook.. tapi dia privatekan profile dia.. so tak dapat lah nak explore.. saya masa tu tak tau nak add dia ke tak.. saya rasa dia bukanlah satu keperluan. so saya ignore sahaja.. (adakah perangai saya terlalu kebudak-budakkan??) lantaklah.. tapi kalau saya kawin, saya akan jemput dia lah seisi keluarga.. kann??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&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/2236530886147811840-3539931837944719071?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3539931837944719071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-i-was-little-girl.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/3539931837944719071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/3539931837944719071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-i-was-little-girl.html' title='masa kecik-kecik...'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S9Zc2F1bpZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1DGcnpXglYc/s72-c/siape+pakwe+saya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-1384308794814873493</id><published>2010-04-26T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T19:45:16.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kacingggg...</title><content type='html'>tajuk entri ini bukan lah nak cerita pasal saya kena kancing gigi..tidak.. tapi sedang tertanya-tanya bilakah next mega sale akan tiba di Malaysia tanah tumpah airku.. ehh.. darahku.... sebab nak beli:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. lingerie.. bukan victoria secrets.. no no no.. tapi scarlet je.. (sebab sehelai panties VS aku leh dapat sampai 10 helai panties scarlet  (-_-") )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. seluar kerja.. ini sangat la necessary.. sebab aku memang dah stok balik keje je terus basuh suar yang di pakai hari itu..untuk mengelakkan memakai seluar yang tak basuh di hari kemudiannya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. baju scarlet yang kain dia stretchable tu.. yang normally lengan panjang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. kemeja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. dan lain-lain... (mungkin maksud saya ialah another handbang by charles n keith, shoesss, and perfume sebab karolina herera dah abis..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....persoalannya cukupkah duit saya untuk menampung perbelanjaan seharian dan keperluan diatas?? sila jawab tanpa ragu ragu.. TAK CUKUPPP!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian..&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/2236530886147811840-1384308794814873493?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1384308794814873493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/04/kacingggg.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/1384308794814873493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/1384308794814873493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/04/kacingggg.html' title='kacingggg...'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-2645392092576813662</id><published>2010-04-15T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T08:48:56.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>much love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KEPADA MAKHLUK - MAKHLUK TUHAN PALING SEKSI DIBAWAH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S8cxt71V2_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Z9VQHJqcpak/s1600/DSC02836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S8cxt71V2_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Z9VQHJqcpak/s320/DSC02836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460387738435312626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S8cwzRZGJyI/AAAAAAAAAJs/HO-fusQ1CYA/s1600/DSC02735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S8cwzRZGJyI/AAAAAAAAAJs/HO-fusQ1CYA/s320/DSC02735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460386730610140962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;INI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S8cwRd5I2AI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gC8IRIyZvcw/s1600/DSC_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S8cwRd5I2AI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gC8IRIyZvcw/s320/DSC_0547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460386149850208258" border="0" /&gt;INI...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S8czCmitoNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/VTorSmW5UNg/s1600/DSC_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S8czCmitoNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/VTorSmW5UNg/s320/DSC_0301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460389193008914642" border="0" /&gt;INI....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S8c0IiB5YvI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Gck5NVUsQ8Q/s1600/IMG_0858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S8c0IiB5YvI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Gck5NVUsQ8Q/s320/IMG_0858.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460390394388374258" border="0" /&gt;INI....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;DANNNNNNNN.....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S8czYIowWRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/C-VG1NtIRzc/s1600/6835_161260351669_692271669_2724129_887697_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S8czYIowWRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/C-VG1NtIRzc/s320/6835_161260351669_692271669_2724129_887697_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460389562938317074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;INI JUGE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga kebahagiaan ini berkekalan ya Allah...Aminnn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~no one can ever replace you in my heart...i love u all so much..(babe, u know where u are in my heart) ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/2236530886147811840-2645392092576813662?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2645392092576813662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/04/much-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/2645392092576813662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/2645392092576813662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/04/much-love.html' title='much love..'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S8cxt71V2_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Z9VQHJqcpak/s72-c/DSC02836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-1632456293327283921</id><published>2010-04-12T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T07:25:50.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>adreamofaninsomniac</title><content type='html'>if he brings u happyness&lt;br /&gt;then i wish both the best&lt;br /&gt;if ur happyness that matters most of all&lt;br /&gt;BUT IF HE EVER BREAKS UR HEART&lt;br /&gt;IF THE TEARDROPS EVER START&lt;br /&gt;I'LL BE THERE BEFORE THE NEXT TEARDROP FALLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there anytime u need me by yourside&lt;br /&gt;to dry away every teardrops that u cry&lt;br /&gt;BUT IF HE EVER LEAVES U BLUE&lt;br /&gt;JUST REMEMBER I LOVE U&lt;br /&gt;..and i'll be there before the next teardrop falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku da tak tau nak tenang kan ko cmne.. this lullaby dedicate specially for u.. i love u these much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-1632456293327283921?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1632456293327283921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/04/adreamofaninsomniac.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/1632456293327283921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/1632456293327283921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/04/adreamofaninsomniac.html' title='adreamofaninsomniac'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-9213917442084075227</id><published>2010-04-10T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T23:38:39.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cerita yang aku rasa dah sampai masa aku ceritakan..</title><content type='html'>i dah tak tau macam mana nak mula menaip cerpan i ni.. ni sebenarnye bukan masalah i. tapi kawan i..nama dia jenab (pffttt..obviously tipu la kan?) . ok camni.. i kenal dia ni da lama..10 tahun.. lama woo..i rapat dengan dia dari sekola menengah lagi. sebab kami suka lagu yang sama.. then understanding each other. ok, problem dia start dari bila jenab ni rapat dengan sorang mamat ni..nama dia dolah. i dont know how they met..maybe thru the internet. so after commenting each other every single day.., she accidentally fall in love with this guy.. kawan i ni jenis memang suuuusaaaahhhhh sangat nak fall in love dengan lelaki. tak macam i..hahaha..ok, i pon susah okey sebenarnye nak jatuh cinta dengan orang lain.. kan u kan?? hehehe.. ok sambung..taapiii kalau dia dah sukee kat sorang tu, memang sorang tu je la dia nak.. no curang - curang ni.. macam i jugak.. betol i tak tipuu...kekeke.. even ada artis nak kat dia pon, dia tak berminat.. yelah, kalau dah tak suka tu, tak suka la kan?? tapi kalau aaron aziz nak kat kau camne jenab?? kalau aku.., fuishh..fuishhh..tak tau la nak cakap..hahaha.. eh, boyfriend i follower la.. (baru perasan) takde u..kalau aaron aziz nak kat i pon (sebab tak mungkin), i mesti nak kat u jugak sayang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..back kat story yang i nak ceritakan ni.. problemnye start bila, this jenab ni dah hint dah kat dollah ni yang dia suka n tersayang n terjatuh cinta kat dollah ni..tapi dollah ni buat kerass jee. i tak tau la ape masalah si dollah ni.. macam - macam dah kot si jenab ni kasi tau..dedicate songs laa, up status laa..she even write a blog for him..tapi i tak tau la dollah ni baca ke tak blog jenab ni.. tapi jenab ni dah suh dah dollah ni baca. dollah ni tak rereti lagi ke yang si jenab ni memang dah suka kat dia? haku lagi la tak paham.. i tak tau la nak bagi tau kat dollah ni macam mana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dollah, jenab ni suka la kat u..u tak nampak2 lagi ke?? all those songs tu dia dedicate kat u, u tau takk....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**kalau tak paham lagi tak tau lah**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-9213917442084075227?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9213917442084075227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/04/cerita-yang-aku-rasa-dah-sampai-masa.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/9213917442084075227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/9213917442084075227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/04/cerita-yang-aku-rasa-dah-sampai-masa.html' title='cerita yang aku rasa dah sampai masa aku ceritakan..'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-7232591633900481469</id><published>2010-02-19T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:22:17.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>adakah tidak mengapa kalau...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Si A dan si B best fren dari kecik.. bila dah besar si A jatuh cinta dengan sorang laki. si B la tempat si A mengadu susah senang kehidupan bercinta. Satu hari si A pegi gatal kuar dengan sorang mamat ni... maybe diorang berskandal bagai n tanpa disedari A, boyfriend A ni tahu A ni ada skandal. Then boyfren A ni ambil keputusan untuk break kejap dengan si A. Mungkin si A tak dapat terima keputusan tu, n dia anggap dia masih lagi girlfriend kepada boyfriend dia ni. At the same time ex boyfriend si A ni mengadu la kat si B.. entah macam mana tak pasti, mereka terrrjatuh cinta dan couple..then hubungan mereka ni dapat dihidu oleh si A. so..si A n mengamuk laa..dia tak dapat terima hakikat yang best friend dia sanggup betray dia.. tapi pada pandangan si B, dia tak membetray sesiape.. B rasa dia tak salah dalam hal ni.. abis sebenarnye salah siape?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-7232591633900481469?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7232591633900481469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/02/adakah-tidak-mengapa-kalau.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/7232591633900481469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/7232591633900481469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/02/adakah-tidak-mengapa-kalau.html' title='adakah tidak mengapa kalau...'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-8467433994558142585</id><published>2010-02-12T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T07:00:52.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>demam</title><content type='html'>Secara am nye..aku ni jarang ditimpa penyakit..alhamdulillah.. tp orang cakap sakit tu penghapus dosa...maknanye banyak lagi la dosa aku ni eyh? astarghfirullahalazim.. Tapi yang aku nak citer sekarang ni bukan hal ni sebenarnye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku demam start selasa malam.. Tengah hari tu da start batok... malam mak bawak aku g klinik.. telinga n leher aku bengkak.. doctor cakap tu infection. virus dari tekak tu pegi kat kelenjar awak.. sekarang dah okay sikit..masa kena selasa tu aku tak leh suap makanan langsung..nganga sikit je..kunyah pon tak leh lelama..sebab lama2 dia akan jadi lenguh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skang ni hidung sememeh dengan hingus..batok tak berenti..suara pon dah jadi macam bapok mana tah yang nak suh orang langgan dia.. nyahhh!! meks tak sihat nyahhh!!! tak leh langgan... hahaha...aduhaii..gile laaa...asal kene aircond je, aku mesti bersin tak berenti... doktor siap suruh aku minum air sehari 2liter..dah macam orang pegi slimming center..hahaha.. harusla pegi bilik air 28463984702740kali katanye..heh maradana, i love u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang best aku dapat MC 2 hari.. Doktor yang dari kecik aku mengadap dia kalau sakit siap cakap, saya tak nak awak kerja..saya nak awak duduk rumah berehat n makan ubat yang saya kasi..oh doktor..i sayang u sesangat...hahahaha..memang tak menyesal la pegi klinik u ni dari i kecik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So skang ni, i tengah berangan..bestnye kalau ada orang masakkan bubur untuk i, perempuan yang lemah dan tak bermaya ni...alangkah bestnye kalau ada orang tolong suapkan bubur utk i yang tengah tak sihat ni..siap lap kan kalau comot kat mulut..ololololololo....comey comey comey..!!!! hahahahaha...u, tak terasa ke? diamkaunajah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-8467433994558142585?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8467433994558142585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/02/demam.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/8467433994558142585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/8467433994558142585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/02/demam.html' title='demam'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-7044113036627332199</id><published>2010-01-17T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T09:26:16.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>saya bahagia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Saya bukan la Hanis Zalikha yang takkan ceritakan pasal boyfriend dia dalam blog.. Jadi saya cuma nak cakap..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE U SO MUCH.. THANK U COZ U ALWAYS MAKE ME HAPPY AND I LAUGH OFTEN SINCE THE DAY I MET U...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427760477232790722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S1NHZYNdfMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-MPABbp5rQY/s320/21069_223568096938_716541938_3277995_6544850_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-7044113036627332199?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7044113036627332199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/01/saya-bukan-la-hanis-zalikha-yang-takkan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/7044113036627332199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/7044113036627332199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/01/saya-bukan-la-hanis-zalikha-yang-takkan.html' title='saya bahagia...'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S1NHZYNdfMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-MPABbp5rQY/s72-c/21069_223568096938_716541938_3277995_6544850_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-4464528644655176452</id><published>2010-01-04T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T02:41:55.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kejadian Semasa Apai Kahwin</title><content type='html'>Aku bangun awal hari Sabtu tu dengan tujuan untuk membuat triffle strawberry yang resepinye aku dapat dari blog mak Hanis. Bende ni dah lama dah aku nak buat..siap berkobar-kobar lagi..haha.. semangat gile.. Memandangkan aku takde aktiviti pape hari Sabtu tu aku takde plan pape kerana buah hati aku sibuk menguruskan perkahwinan best friend dia, so aku pon menyibukkan diri buat bende ni (so, aku takde la meroyan sangat nanti). Dari malamnye aku dah prepare beli barang. Kek span, strawberry, jeli konyaku, koktel buah, susu, peaches, n whipped cream. Gile cost bende ni... hasilnye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422832327322015202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S0HFRTKIleI/AAAAAAAAAI8/KD8OQCyOlBA/s320/DSC01973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;INDAH KHABAR DARI RUPE... :8(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/2236530886147811840-4464528644655176452?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4464528644655176452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/01/kejadian-semasa-apai-kahwin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/4464528644655176452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/4464528644655176452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/01/kejadian-semasa-apai-kahwin.html' title='Kejadian Semasa Apai Kahwin'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/S0HFRTKIleI/AAAAAAAAAI8/KD8OQCyOlBA/s72-c/DSC01973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-9219605395182438709</id><published>2010-01-01T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T09:54:16.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>010110</title><content type='html'>Walaupon aku takde niat nak hebahkan satu donia hal ini..tapi aku nak jugak tulis dalam blog aku yang ada 6 follower saja ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY HIS..I LOVE U BEBEH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe... seriusly.. I'm in love..bahaha, macam kau sorang je bercinta dalam dunia ni najah.. jangan over eksited bleh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys, I was taken..cehtakblehbelahayatkaunajah!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-9219605395182438709?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9219605395182438709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/01/010110.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/9219605395182438709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/9219605395182438709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2010/01/010110.html' title='010110'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-4553394596008563800</id><published>2009-12-23T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T04:26:55.299-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love u from the bottom of my heart...'/><title type='text'>Kalthum binti Yusof</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/SzIHyrj_i4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/hl0KPw9R3x0/s1600-h/C0NGAN_2319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418401868948671362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/SzIHyrj_i4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/hl0KPw9R3x0/s320/C0NGAN_2319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perempuan ini antara yang paling aku cintai dalam hidup aku.. mana taknye.. banyak kenangan aku dengan dia..Sejak kenal sama kelas masa part 2, then masuk treasure hunt sama-sama. dia la yang ajar aku bergaya-gaya..haha..baju-baju dia banyak yang aku pinjam dulu. hehehe.. tengkiu sayang.. Aku banyak sangat kenangan dengan dia.. Banyak tak terkata.. Antaranye adegan kejar-kejar kat depan kafe sampai aku terjatuh depan kafe pukul 3.00 PAGI ye.. habis lutut aku koyak..Puncanye, sebab tercakap perkataan yang sama at the same time, then masing-masing kene tepuk lutut (maknanye aku kene tepuk lutut acum n acum kene tepuk lutut aku) n cakap boyfriend aku lagi hensem.. (tak leh blahhhh) tapi, ko kene halang/elak kawan ko tu tepuk lutut ko (alangakah bangangnye permainan ini untuk dimainkan ketika kau berusia 22 tahun!!) ..ha.. amik..lutut aku yang koyak sudahnye.. lagi, dia tipu aku dengan sajjad ali.. memula dia suruh aku dengar satu clip la kat laptop dia. klip tu cakap lagu sajjad ali ni michael jackson yang tulis tapi tak pernah di publishkan kat mana-mana radio. Ni kira ko bertuah la dapat dengar.. Lirik dia kalah lagu tamil. Then ko kene baca lirik dia kt skrin tu. Then tetiba kuar muka hantu... aku pon menjeritt la sampai masuk bawah katil.. Second time aku kene, pasal cek mata.. ni lagi hantu budak ni. siap rakam. cisss... aku menjerit tak hengat dunia.. memang kuat menyakat aku..tapi tu la yang buatkan aku ketawa guling-guling bila teringat balik..banyak lagi kenangan aku dengan dia. dapat tau je ptptn masuk, terus bangun siap-siap n tahan bas perak roadways depan uitm nak pegi jusco.. tapi yang paling aku terharu, DIA NI LA ANTARA 3 ORANG YANG NAK KAWAN DENGAN AKU TIME SEMUA ORANG PULAUKAN AKU.. aku tak leh nak lupekan masa tu. terima kasih cinta.. aku rasa diri aku berharga sangat masa ko jadi kawan aku.. Cam aku tak perlukan kawan lain kat UITM tu, asalkan ko ada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Masa dia beli barang hantaran nak kawin, dengan setannye n berlagaknye dia offer aku paper bag paris hilton.. cissss..paper bag je ko nak offer kat aku..ko memang setan kan? tapi yang penting aku nak jugak paper bag tu..hahahaha...aku benci kau..hahaha... Banyak lagi kenangan aku dengan dia ni.. Suka nyakat aku dengan hantu la..sebab dia tau aku ni penakut tak hengat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku mula rasa seronok kat UITM masa aku kenal dia ni. Baru aku reti nak balik bilik.. haha.. baru aku tak balik rumah on weekend. Aku suka datang rumah dia.. Aku rasa famili dia macam famili aku jugak. Rumah tepi pantai.. memang seronok aku nak datang. Dia ajar aku macam mana nak jadi matang.. Melihat masalah dari sudut lain. Banyak nasihat yang dia kasi kat aku.. Mengajar aku erti hidup, erti persahabatan, we still have each other when there's some wacko backstabbing us... We cry on each other shoulder, we laugh together, we share our happiness together... Most important thing is hehe..we share our secret together.. Chemistry antara kami juga sama.. Kami tak suka orang yang bajet.. yelah kau tu dari feldacerukmanatah, tapi berlagak cam ko tu dari JB or KL..ceh.. gaya dah la tak kene tempat.. nak menyeksiii je kerja kau kan? padahal gemuk cam lembu.. selulit sana sini ada hati nak pakai skirt..ceh...(aku yakin acum akan setuju dengan aku). heh, kalau dok kat tangga depan dewan sebelum masuk peksa akan perhatikan kasut dan pakaian orang lain.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Acum.. ko dah nak kawin. aku gembira untuk kau.. aku jugak dah temui cinta hati aku n aku harap aku sebahagia kau..aku harap persahabatan kite ni takkan putus..sampai bebila.. even dah beranak cucu sekali pon.. aku tak nak kehilangan kau.. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-4553394596008563800?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4553394596008563800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/kalthum-binti-yusof.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/4553394596008563800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/4553394596008563800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/kalthum-binti-yusof.html' title='Kalthum binti Yusof'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/SzIHyrj_i4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/hl0KPw9R3x0/s72-c/C0NGAN_2319.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-8246871338433724101</id><published>2009-12-22T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T02:34:31.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Azam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ape azam korang tahun baru ni..? Tahun ni, maal hijrah disambut beberapa minggu sebelum new year tahun masihi. So korang plan ape yang korang nak ubah menjadi lebih better lagi tahun ni?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku? hehehe...new year, new job, new environment keje, new life, new semester, new friends, new cintewww and new roadtax..haha.. kawan baik aku yang sorang lagi lak, new title..puan kalthum ok..dah tak main dah cik-cik ni..huhuhu.. jeles nyewwww....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, a few changes akan berlaku kot kat aku..here and there.. tengok je la nanti.. biasenye azam aku ni tak tahan lama.. ada tarikh luput.. huuhuu... tapi yang pasti, aku nak bercinta dengan bersungguh-sungguh.. ceh..tak bleh blahhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Biar aku check jap list aku:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nak kumpul duit untuk 'masa depan'.. hahaha..aku nak tahun ni aku ada saving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nak langsaikan hutang aku kat adik aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nak beli handphone baru.. 2nd phone &lt;-- perlu ke sampai berazam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nak cukupkan semayang 5 waktu..malunye mengaku (-_-")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nak kurus.. (diet+jogging sampai pengsan atau senaman idaman mak, iaitu pakej mop lantai dan mengemas rumah tetiap minggu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nak bela rambut idaman encik...... ( tudung bila mau pakai?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nak tukar rim bebi Sylar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nak kasi duit kat mak tiap-tiap bulan... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nak naikkan pointer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nak cube pergi bercuti ke luar negara.. At least Singapore.. Si lembu Kluang tu pon da sampai ke Bandung.. tak ke rasa loser? O ye.. plan sebulan satu negara bersama bebi Nard still on..i love u bb..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Memang mengarut jugak la list aku ni..haha.. Lantak la..aku punya blog. Sukati aku la nak tulis ape.. bye..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-8246871338433724101?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8246871338433724101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/azam.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/8246871338433724101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/8246871338433724101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/azam.html' title='Azam'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-3256522516618055700</id><published>2009-12-18T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:32:13.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>C.O.O.L</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its hard to remember how it felt before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW I FOUND THE LOVE OF MY LIFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Passes things get more comfortable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything is going right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And after all the obstacle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS GOOD TO SEE YOU NOW WITH SOMEONE ELSE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it such a miracle that you and me are still good friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know we cool..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Terima kasih kerana pernah sayangkan saya.. Terima kasih kerana tinggalkan saya..kerana jika anda tidak berbuat demikian, tak mungkin saya merasai kebahagiaan sekarang.. Saya bahagia.. Saya harap awak pon bahagia dengan dia.. Saya cintakan dia sekarang :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-3256522516618055700?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3256522516618055700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/3256522516618055700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/3256522516618055700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/cool.html' title='C.O.O.L'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-5888121445497515523</id><published>2009-12-16T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T05:59:35.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dulu belajar di boston...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Syjnc6SHWoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Mk2KjcmVZO0/s1600-h/DSC01079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415833035780610690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Syjnc6SHWoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Mk2KjcmVZO0/s320/DSC01079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aku rindukan kampus ini....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/2236530886147811840-5888121445497515523?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5888121445497515523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dulu-belajar-di-boston.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/5888121445497515523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/5888121445497515523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dulu-belajar-di-boston.html' title='I dulu belajar di boston...'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Syjnc6SHWoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Mk2KjcmVZO0/s72-c/DSC01079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-6585983565833351398</id><published>2009-12-13T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:40:49.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kekucingan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sabtu lepas bersamaan dengan 12 December 2009, aku pegi ke SACC Mall Shah Alam setelah membaca status Dr. Aina di Facebook bahawa ada pertandingan n pameran kucing yang dianjurkan oleh brand makanan kucing yang terkenal Smart Heart. Aku ni memang seorang yang gilakan kucing..dan lebih sayang kan anak kucing berbanding anak orang...olololo syomel-syomelll...hehehe...Sebabkan Nadia BB ada peperiksaan on 13th Dec n si dia nunn jauh di Terengganu dan tak dapat teman kan aku aritu aku pon pegi la dengan sorang lagi pencinta kucing yakini Faizal officemate aku..kehkeh... so kat bawah ni ada la beberapa cebisan gambar yang sempat disnap sebelum aku sawan kat SACC mall tu oleh kerana terlampau dek kecomelan kekucing disana...auwww...rasa nk buat lap kaki pn ada...nk buat bantal peluk or tutup kepala time tidur pon ada...pengsan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414951937314523378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/SyXGGOtyCPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-TMVlr-Ejug/s320/DSC01450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kucing ni kan..perangai cm aku kot..kalau nk tido mesti nak kena ada bantai tutup muka n suka kena tindih dengan bantal banyak-banyak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414952494851462050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/SyXGmrs8k6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/kXRrLhG-PLs/s320/DSC01449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414952687961097554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/SyXGx7F3xVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1mxrrxH3gwk/s320/DSC01448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414953183034806962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/SyXHOvYpErI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0KQKHGpzeiw/s320/DSC01434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kucing dibawah adalah milik Aina Shafiza A. Aziz. Nama COCO..umor 5 month. Menang kategori Kitten Domestic 1st priza..jangan memain..da menang 2 kali tak silap...go COCO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414954538703564786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/SyXIdppQr_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Jedh8t_EWuk/s320/DSC01447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kucing di bawah pula adalah model untuk Brand Smart Heart.. Kalau korang beli makanan kucing brand Smart Heart ni, korang akan nampak gambar kucing kaler putih..so ni la kucing dia..bangga wooo kalo aku tuan dia...ngehngehngeh...sebab ternyata kucing aku comel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414955580953976514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/SyXJaUVH3sI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4mC5TE4r-dU/s320/DSC01433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kucing kat gambar bawah ni pulak TERSANGATTTTLAAAAA BEEESSSAAARRRR.... Bayangkan dia kena pakai 2 kandang kucing baru dia selesaa.. kalau satu je hanya muat-muat untuk badan dia..Oleh sebab kesian, pihak penganjur telah bermurah hati untuk sambungkan satu kandang lagi untuk keselesaan dia.. kesian dia.. nak stretch badan pon tak leh.. sape suruh kau debab sangat si gemokkk...buat aku geraaammm jeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414956949041116578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/SyXKp82g9aI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9j3KWsXoxZw/s320/DSC01429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tu tangan aku yang kecil ..pergelangan tangan aku dah sama besar dengan tangan dia...huh.. tak tau la tuan dia kasi berapa kati ikan sehari..bangkrappp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414957872624291378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/SyXLftd5zjI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4dzX_3hVqKU/s320/DSC01441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kucing diatas ni for sale..actually kitten lagi.. Muka dia muka kesian..cm muka Hamidah dalam cerita 3 Abdul time dia nak kena jual..ngehngehngeh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414960533334862946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/SyXN6lYvLGI/AAAAAAAAAGc/od64dizR5i0/s320/DSC01442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haaa..kucing kat atas ni tuan dia siap tulis stresss katanyeee...tak leh usik n no pic..wah wah wah...nasib baik ko comel...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414961038350718066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/SyXOX-t5lHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xvd6uYxuZUQ/s320/DSC01437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ada bayak lagi gambar..tapi aku malas nak uplod..hehehe..lecehh laaa... ada jugak kucing yang takde bulu tu...jenis yang kedut kedut kulit dia..sebenarnye kucing ni nampak je garang, tapi manja gileee..n kalau korang nak tau, baka dia memang macam tu..n dorang ni bukan la takde bulu..cume bulu dorang terlalu pendek cm velvet je rasa dia..lembuttt sangat... Ada jugak kucing macam muka Lady GaGa..mungkin dia ni Lady GaGal..hehehe...sebenarnye kucing hutan kot..muka n hidung panjang...tapi tetap comelll..gambar takde sebab time tu ramai orang dok kerutung dia...kesian..orang ingat dia freak kot..huhu..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so tu je cerita aku untuk entri aku kali ni. see u next entry..bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-6585983565833351398?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6585983565833351398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/kekucingan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/6585983565833351398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/6585983565833351398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/kekucingan.html' title='kekucingan'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/SyXGGOtyCPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-TMVlr-Ejug/s72-c/DSC01450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-1143691946821851766</id><published>2009-12-10T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:29:41.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>perasaanku tentang perasaanku kepada dirimu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're my hunnybunch, sugar plump&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pumppy-umpy-umpkin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're my sweety pie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're my cuppycake, gumdrop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snoogums - boogums you're&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the apple of my eye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I LOVE YOU SO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i want you to know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that i'll always be right here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i love to sing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet songs to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because you are so dear..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yes..ni pengakuan berani mati i..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i sayangkan u..i sukekan u..n i think i might fall in love with u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i tak tau perasaan u cam ne..and i need to know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-1143691946821851766?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1143691946821851766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/perasaanku-tentang-perasaanku-kepada.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/1143691946821851766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/1143691946821851766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/perasaanku-tentang-perasaanku-kepada.html' title='perasaanku tentang perasaanku kepada dirimu..'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-8926712890826066244</id><published>2009-12-03T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:52:29.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kotak hadiah hari lahir...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxegm9Rm4gI/AAAAAAAAADE/B6SuUpR2j0A/s1600-h/DSC01281a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410970068452827650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxegm9Rm4gI/AAAAAAAAADE/B6SuUpR2j0A/s320/DSC01281a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perkenalkan teman2.. my new baby. Dedi i terlalu kaya sehingga mampu hadiahkan i sebijik mercedes benz. Sila cemburu sekarang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hahaha.. ok aku tipu.. sebenarnye kereta diatas tak payah la aku nak menyatakan itu kereta pinjam kenn...??? korang semer mesti dah leh agak kenn..haha.. ok sebenarnye aku nak cerita 30/11 aritu genap la umor aku lapanbelastahun.. haha..ok tipu lagi.. Maka aku pon mengambil cuti untuk diri aku sendiri untuk buat medical check up di Kpg Baru sebab aku dapat tawaran kerja baru di SYABAS starting 15 January 2010 nanti.. Yahooo... new year, new job, new environment, new friend bebeh.. Seronok lebeyyy nampak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku bukan la seorang yang tetiap tahun celebrate birthday dan ada ibu bapa yang akan buat birthday party untuk anak-perempuan-tunggal-kesayangan mereka ini.. Betolll.. dari aku lahir agaknye sekali je aku sambut. Tu pon mak yang jaga aku tu yang buat. Parents aku tumpang sekaki je. So aku rasa ni la hadiah paling bermakna dalam hidup aku. Kira hadiah la sebab aku dapat offer letter tu on 30/11/2009. Mungkin hadiah ni menggantikan hadiah-hadiah yang tak pernah aku dapat sebelum ni..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Neway, aku nak cerita sket perasaan aku dapat offer baru ni.. Aku gembira sebenarnye campur takut campur gementar.. Tapi aku rasa its a must for me to move on for so much reasons.. Firstly, aku nak balik ke K.L balik setelah setahun lebih menumpang rumah orang dipelabuhankelangyanghorror ini.. Yelah even rumah yang aku tumpang ni bukan la orang asing sangat, yakini makcik aku sendiri merangkap kakak mak aku, tapi tak sedap la tumpang rumah orang ni lelama.. Tetap bukan rumah kite..ye dok? On top of that, Yan sepupu kesayangan aku ni bakal menamatkan zaman bujang dia dengan pilihan hati dia tahun depan bulan nam (ok people stop asking me those annoying questions such as "kau bila lagi najjah?" or "ko tak takut jadi andalusia ke?"&lt;--celaka punya soalan. Aku rimas.. Ye...seperti orang lain aku juge mempunyai otak untuk memikirkan masa depan aku.) Ok sambung.. So takkan aku nak menumpang lagi ketika anak kandungnye juga sudah keluar dari rumah itu? Aku juga tidak akan merasa selesa..dan aku takot tidur sorang.. ada momok katenye..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku dah tak tahan dengan pressure kerja kat sini and unjustice at workplace. Echecheche.. Yelah.. kerja aku bertimbun tak ingat. Tapi aku takde O.T. O.T aku hanya akan dibayar pada hari weekend. Tu pon aku boleh n kene O.T selama 4jam sahaja. Lebih dari itu aku kerja sebagai sukarelawati. Kalau basic aku tinggi takpe la..aku tak kisah..ni basic aku pon rendah. Huhuhu.. So tiada perasaan cinta dari aku terhadap company nih.. kedekut nak mampos.. Ptuih!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The other reason is aku kesian kat mak aku duduk sorang. Takde sape nak teman. Kang kalau "jadi apa-apa" sekurang-kurangnye aku ada dengan mak aku. Cost untuk aku ulang-alik port klang-Cheras juga tinggi (aku balik tiap2 weekend). Contohnye, aku tak tau jalan lain selain KESAS kalau nak balik KL dari Port Klang. So, toll sahaja RM2.20x3x2=RM13.20. Kalau sebulan aku balik tetiap minggu dah jadi RM52.80. Tu cost toll je..Belom minyak lagi..Belom time aku nak exam lagi..hausss....Kesimpulannye membebankan aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Besties aku semuanya berada di K.L.. semua pon rindukan aku..hahaha..perasan dowhh.. Takde la..ape yang aku cube nyatakan disini ialah, kalau aku move balik ke KL, aku senang nak jumpe gula hati aku semua dan adakan aktiviti kegemaran bersama-sama.. Contohnye karaoke dengan NARD BB, lepak dengan Azrul kesayangan sambil pillow talk, lepak dengan Nurt Sukerti sambil camwhoring together.. Amal juge sudah merungut-rungut sebab lama tak jumpa.. See..korang memang sayang aku..I know..haha.. And aku juga boleh ulang alik Cheras-Serdang tanpa sebarang masalah untuk kami bertemu (^_^) ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku jugak rasa aku sedang melarikan diri dari seseorang.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cumanye aku mesti akan merindukan kawan-kawan aku kat TASCO ni.. Rindu &lt;strong&gt;Sarah, Iza, Abang Shah yang aku rasa aku takkan dapat bos se-seporting ni lagi, rindu kak Mery&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;-- (team yang aku takkan lupekan)..kak Mariana, Faizal(team mate aku gak) n Zai yang juga akan mengikuti jejak langkah aku, kak Ina tembam, kak June, Ayu n Thiagu shayang..hahaha..lagi sape ek? Abah Aloi..Mohana gf.. and Ali :) . Aku akan tetap ingat korang semer even kita jauh... T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, aku rasa keputusan aku ni adalah yang terbaik untuk aku lakukan untuk kebaikan aku juga..Pertemuan dan perpisahan tu kan lumrah.. K.L here i come..next year T_T...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-END-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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/2236530886147811840-8926712890826066244?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8926712890826066244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/kotak-hadiah-hari-lahir.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/8926712890826066244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/8926712890826066244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/kotak-hadiah-hari-lahir.html' title='Kotak hadiah hari lahir...'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxegm9Rm4gI/AAAAAAAAADE/B6SuUpR2j0A/s72-c/DSC01281a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-9214491123108159880</id><published>2009-12-02T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T03:25:32.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unconditional love story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Entri kali ni mengishkan unconditional love between a lady and her husband. This story was dedicated to me from someone who has touch my heart. I will always cry whenever i read it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My husband is a scientist by profession. I love him for his steady-being nature and I love the warm feeling while lean against his broad shoulder. Three years in the courtship and now two years in marriage, I would have to admit I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving his before has now transform into the cause of all the restlessness, I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive and exquisite when it comes to relationship and feelings. I yearn for romantic moments as though a little boy yearning for candy. And my husband, is just contrast of me, his lack of sensitivity and of all inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;One day i finally decided to tell him my decision that I want a divorce. "Why?" he asked, shcoking. "I am tired. There aren't reasons for everything in the world" I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thoughts the whole night with cigarette lighted all the times. My feeling of disappointment is getting intense. A man who can't even express his detainment, what else can I hope from him? And finally he asked.."What can I do to change your mind?" Somebody said it right..its hard to change a person's personality and I guess I have started losing faith in him. Look deep into his eyes and I slowly answered: "Here's a question, if u can find the answer in my heart, I will change my mind. Let say I love a flower at a mountain cliff and we both sure that the making you to pick the flower will cause death, will you do it for me? he said, "I will give you your answer tomorrow." My heart just sink by listening to his respond. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The next morning, he was not around, and I saw a piece of paper with his scratching writing, underneath a glass of warm milk. It goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Dear,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I would not pick that flower for you, but please allowed me to further explain the reasons.." this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;first lines has already break my heart, I continue reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"You can only type with computer and always messed up the programs in the PC and cries in front of screen, I have to saved my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs. You always left the house key behind, I have to save my legs to rush home for opening the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your way in new city, I have to save my eyes to lead you the way. You always has the cramp whenever your "good friend" approach every month, I have to save my palm so that I can calm the cramp at your tummy. You like to stays indoor and I worry that u will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tells u jokes and stories to cure your boredom. You always stared at the computers and that do no good to ur eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow older, I can help to clip your nails and help to removed those annoying white hairs. I will hold your hand, stroll down the beach, enjoying the sunshine and the beautiful sands, tell you that the color of flowers, just like the glow on your young face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thus my dear, before I am sure there are someone who loves u more than I do, I would not pick the flower and die." My tear drops on the letters and blurred the ink of his handwriting and I resume my reading. "And now dear you have finished reading my answer, if u satisfied with these answer, please open the door of our house. I am standing there with your favorite bread and fresh milk. I rush to pull open the door and saw his anxious face, with his hand holding tight on the milk and bread. Oh I am sure no one ever love me as much and now I have decided to leave the flower alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-END-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-9214491123108159880?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9214491123108159880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/unconditional-love-story.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/StMOdShNIoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZP8nUrBBLEg/s1600-h/Old+twn+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391669075242721922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/StMOdShNIoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZP8nUrBBLEg/s320/Old+twn+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;kangen sama kamu..kapan mau ketemu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/2236530886147811840-3499323505534004422?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3499323505534004422/comments/default' title='Post 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2236530886147811840.post-3578381978481998475</id><published>2009-06-16T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T04:38:49.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first born</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;Tadaaa.... setelah 45minit berlalu..maka lahirla anak ke2 dalam hidup aku (anak pertama ialah sylar &lt;3)..&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;naja mcbeal: u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;Azwan Ngali: yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;naja mcbeal: i kannnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;naja mcbeal: nk reka blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;naja mcbeal: nama ape yg sedap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;Azwan Ngali: u tanya i benda2 ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;Azwan Ngali: mana la i tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;naja mcbeal: alaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;naja mcbeal: tolong la uu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;naja mcbeal: u ske perkataan ape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;Azwan Ngali: u tanya i, tu dah jd blog i haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;naja mcbeal: alaaaa.. tu pn nk trademark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;Azwan Ngali: i xde mood nak menjawab soalan u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;Azwan Ngali: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;T_T...again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;huhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;'apa kata tny kat nadea.maradana..' lets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;012-342XXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;aku:     tayunkk..i nak kasi ape kt nama blog i ni??aku dah mati akal..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;nadea: hahaha..alaaa ko cari la nama lagu ke..ape ke..?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;aku: 'nama lagu ke??arjuna??dewi?? haha..dewi ke??padahal ikan buntal..hahaha'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;(nadea keep on laughing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;aku: 'aku tengok blog orang lain best je..ko nadea maradana..amik..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;nadea: 'hahaha..primadona..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;aku: 'abis..aku?? drama queen??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;nadea: 'haha..ko bubuh la bila dramaqueen bersuara..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;aku: 'haaa..ok gk..hahaha..aku bubuh ye..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;nadea: 'bubuh la kau..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;..lepas letak telepon..aku pon taip la..bila.dramaqueen.bersuara..memula da nak ketik kat 'teruskan' tu..then, rase cam tak sedap lak..like nama itu bernama joyah..aku mula la panas bontot..mari talipon nadea balik..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;aku: 'weyhhh..tak sedap la..cam poyo jeee..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;nadea: 'hahaha..ko cari la dalam lagu2 kee..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;aku: (sedang membelek2 dalam 'D' ada apa..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;aku: 'half the soul ok tak?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;nadea: 'haaa..tu ok la tu..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;ok..registered..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;name: HalfTheSoul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;d.o.b: 16 june 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;gender: female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;nama ibu: najah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;hahaha.poyosss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;p.s : sesetengah dialog bersama nadea telah di edit untuk menjimatkan masa dan tenaga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2236530886147811840-3578381978481998475?l=halfthesoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3578381978481998475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-born.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/3578381978481998475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2236530886147811840/posts/default/3578381978481998475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halfthesoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-born.html' title='first born'/><author><name>Najjah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03642233634702173486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S-tcEEtTa3A/Sxezed8J6QI/AAAAAAAAADc/hxKYtR61ptY/S220/IMG_0119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
