<?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-20681114</id><updated>2011-11-19T19:33:31.922-06:00</updated><title type='text'>[*~ wd iv 2sy~*]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>240</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-888362585929682759</id><published>2010-10-18T08:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T08:37:25.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Migrated</title><content type='html'>I've migrated to &lt;a href="http://an1es0n1ck.wordpress.com/"&gt;Wordpress&lt;/a&gt;.. Usually I don't like it, but i guess, they have the privacy thingy and i like it =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See u there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-888362585929682759?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/888362585929682759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=888362585929682759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/888362585929682759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/888362585929682759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2010/10/migrating.html' title='Migrated'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-3266927509308832498</id><published>2010-06-26T03:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T12:21:38.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet my housemates</title><content type='html'>Meet my housemates people... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TCX_Q5C0TrI/AAAAAAAAAlU/AQ_LwGwiTaU/s1600/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TCX_Q5C0TrI/AAAAAAAAAlU/AQ_LwGwiTaU/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487072386676444850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is tortie.. Eats vegies super lot..&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TCX_QW7VvAI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Mma3HK_DIck/s1600/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TCX_QW7VvAI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Mma3HK_DIck/s320/IMG_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487072377518275586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is iggie.. likes to crawl up things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They are my babies now.. I love 'em so much that i'm thinking of getting them bigger homes, better food and bla bla bla... if u have inputs on em, tell me yea???? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-3266927509308832498?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/3266927509308832498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=3266927509308832498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3266927509308832498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3266927509308832498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2010/06/meet-my-housemates.html' title='Meet my housemates'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TCX_Q5C0TrI/AAAAAAAAAlU/AQ_LwGwiTaU/s72-c/IMG_0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-1174087835384670231</id><published>2010-06-20T07:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T08:54:58.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Buang yang keruh, ambil yang jernih...</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah!! That's my azam tengah tahun!! woot woot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no reason for me to be all gloomy and stuff.. And thanx to those who keep on saying i'm not myself, i finally realized that.. It's been awhile but I don't know what to do or how..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had great times for the past months.. I didn't update jer.. Lets start bit by bit then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to kelantan last weekend and it was an awesome getaway.. It was meant for Raihan's wedding *Congratz dear!* and of course, jalan2 cari makan and jeram kat Kelantan =D it was obviously fun fun fun!!!!! oh yeah, cari tudung as well which i didn't regret at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TB2O6Vj-KYI/AAAAAAAAAkk/fYChOsuOQ1w/s1600/DSCF0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TB2O6Vj-KYI/AAAAAAAAAkk/fYChOsuOQ1w/s320/DSCF0984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484697054078708098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TB4dXoxx7-I/AAAAAAAAAlE/ZlN-e00L0d4/s1600/DSCF0985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TB4dXoxx7-I/AAAAAAAAAlE/ZlN-e00L0d4/s320/DSCF0985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484853688104251362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raihan was gorgeous! and of course the husband too.. i like her in her dress.. ala2 ala grande lagi u... =D the girls drove from kl but me being gedik, i took flight there.. the best part of the flight was i was piloted by one of my best guy, kojact.. he even got me to seat at the jump seat.. That's where to-be-pilot or new crew would seat on their first flight or something like that.. basically, u got to seat in between the pilot and the co-pilot.. it was fun!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TB4RV5ZYtmI/AAAAAAAAAks/xYHjN02b0B8/s1600/DSCF0957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TB4RV5ZYtmI/AAAAAAAAAks/xYHjN02b0B8/s320/DSCF0957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484840464066066018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's how it looks like... for real!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TB4RWacxrII/AAAAAAAAAk0/lncAL9aYWH8/s1600/DSCF0965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TB4RWacxrII/AAAAAAAAAk0/lncAL9aYWH8/s320/DSCF0965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484840472938654850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Such a lovely morning.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TB4RW44EC3I/AAAAAAAAAk8/axq9d_V5wM0/s1600/DSCF0966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TB4RW44EC3I/AAAAAAAAAk8/axq9d_V5wM0/s320/DSCF0966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484840481106168690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's definitely me =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So yeah people.. I wasn't that gloomy.. I had fun with my girls.. They actually helped me alot to make me smile and laugh again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's friends are for, right? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-1174087835384670231?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/1174087835384670231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=1174087835384670231' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1174087835384670231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1174087835384670231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2010/06/buang-yang-keruh-ambil-yang-jernih.html' title='Buang yang keruh, ambil yang jernih...'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/TB2O6Vj-KYI/AAAAAAAAAkk/fYChOsuOQ1w/s72-c/DSCF0984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-1237358882192812750</id><published>2010-05-25T07:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T07:22:45.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it was my birthday</title><content type='html'>Thanx to those who wished, on the day itself or belated.. either way, i really2 appreciate it.. Especially my dear girlfriends who came all along to sambut my birthday =D and thank god there wasn't a cake.. cuz all important for me is you came, and just.. have fun with me... celebrate me as simple as possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, thank you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm also frustrated.. dissapointed i guess.. I don't usually say this but I really want to say this out loud and the person i'm talking about, well, that person definitely knows well about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad that person skipped my birthday wish =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-1237358882192812750?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/1237358882192812750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=1237358882192812750' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1237358882192812750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1237358882192812750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-was-my-birthday.html' title='it was my birthday'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-3131958047977868237</id><published>2010-04-25T06:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T06:55:00.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've tried...</title><content type='html'>Tried putting a title but i failed.. couldn't careless putting one anyways.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god knows who's reading this blog.. again.. but for those who's reading it, you must have your own reason to.. and no one is stopping you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been long months of work.. frustration.. tiredness.. and all thoes negative emotions.. but of course, there are times with fun, joy and happiness that colors my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zati and Joe got engaged.. Congratz guys!! Leen and Anaz got married.. woohoo!! Lin and Irwan too.. yeay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work getting suck-er everyday it seems.. boooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my life.. well... tiring... guess when i'm still getting use to having my life to myself =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless.. I'm happy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-3131958047977868237?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/3131958047977868237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=3131958047977868237' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3131958047977868237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3131958047977868237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2010/04/ive-tried.html' title='I&apos;ve tried...'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-2173149156129165665</id><published>2010-03-05T10:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T10:11:40.098-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I want.....</title><content type='html'>I want to go India~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, not because i want to go for a vacation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need this to proof to myself i can do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urghhh~~ depressed......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-2173149156129165665?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/2173149156129165665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=2173149156129165665' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2173149156129165665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2173149156129165665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want.html' title='I want.....'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-8714714880173602977</id><published>2010-03-04T06:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T07:01:33.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brida</title><content type='html'>A book by Paulo Coelho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just another satisfaction..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, this is one of the books that I can cry.. But spoiler.. Since i didn't know it was going to end that way, and thought, it was a good book with a typical ending, i read it while waiting for my number to be called in India Visa Center.. So when I got to the end, cam.. what what what?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i got to sit and read it again.. and there it is.. the sad feeling from it... and my heart says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In this world, you can have more than one soulmate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What happen when you knew you have met your soulmate.. you made him/her know that you are meant for each other and acknowledged it.. but you only met him/her after you have been with someone, who is also, your soulmate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Choosing one is difficult.. Taking both is impossible..&lt;br /&gt;and leaving both is definitely not an answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-8714714880173602977?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/8714714880173602977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=8714714880173602977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8714714880173602977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8714714880173602977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2010/03/brida.html' title='Brida'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-3353282519288049316</id><published>2010-02-15T19:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T02:45:33.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>February..</title><content type='html'>Second month of 2010.. Not bad~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cmon, a week holiday, what else could u ask for? =p I planned to make it a productive one and so far, it was but not to my satisfaction.. I didn't make the holiday useful to my benefit yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been wanting to update my blog for weeks now but nothing interesting comes to mind.. So i end up writing anything for now and hope something would come up while me writing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so far, still nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend from states is coming this weekend.. It's Lindsay Matthew for those who knows her and if there are any who still obligedly reading my blog.. Which i still find it surprising.. Especially when Nana commented on my previous entry.. Thanx nana!! At least I know you are still reading =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here i am, still writing even though i have no idea how many are still reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and to my dear SSPian who are still reading, Cikgu Sabariah, remember? she's married!! Just in case you don't know.. I saw kak ad *anak YM Tengku* with her, at her wedding reception.. cam.. woah!! So yeah, go and do some research on facebook people!! jangan asek stalk orang ajerr =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about marriage, I just knew Anis Hafiza januar and Noraniza Mohd dah kawen!!! *my dear Glace-SSP* orite, so nothing to be THAT surprised but dah ade anak?????? okey, that should at least take u to another level of surprise okei!! Anis's dah setahun and Nora's son is 7 months.. My god.... *fall and fakely fainted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm thinking, when's Zura, Ena and Jenab's turn? Entah entah diorg tak cakap?? hurmm~~~ Who knows? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-3353282519288049316?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/3353282519288049316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=3353282519288049316' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3353282519288049316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3353282519288049316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2010/02/february.html' title='February..'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-4556329691744725930</id><published>2010-01-26T07:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T07:13:04.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First month of the year</title><content type='html'>a good month and a good way to start the year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, i had good catching up with my girlfriends though i did let them down last weekend.. sorry girls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeap.. i am feelling better now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my work is getting better though i do still get scolded.. a lot laa jugak actually.. but i could manage it.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend was the best of them all.. did some interesting stuff.. for me laa at least..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week plak.. insyaAllah.. i'll be getting my own car.. woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only it was peugeot 308 =p berangan laa anis solihah oii....... *hehehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeahhh~~ next month.. the plan is to start packing up.. yeap... the family is moving out.. but not sure when exactly.. tentatively early march but am not sure if the contractor can make it on time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got time i ajak for house warming.. =D *if ade laa that is... hehehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about it.. (o^,^o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-4556329691744725930?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/4556329691744725930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=4556329691744725930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4556329691744725930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4556329691744725930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-month-of-year.html' title='First month of the year'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-1896435115731886214</id><published>2010-01-25T17:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T17:25:04.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been amonth</title><content type='html'>it's been amonth and i haven't updated anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will once i have better and good time to mysself =D =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everything is fine with y'all cuz i noe mine is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-1896435115731886214?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/1896435115731886214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=1896435115731886214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1896435115731886214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1896435115731886214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-been-amonth.html' title='it&apos;s been amonth'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7003749405179297998</id><published>2009-12-31T05:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T06:22:55.915-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2o1o</title><content type='html'>Its another year.. ka.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just another year that taught me things about life.. it has been a really roller coster ride for me.. last year, i hope it was going to be a better year for me.. it has been.. seriously.. i learnt a whole lot of things.. myself.. life.. emotions... my limits.. people.. wahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jump jump!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeiiii!!! here we go people!! or should I say let me go with my end year speech.. regardless if people read it or not... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start things new.. I want to do things i like again.. i want to motivate myself again like I used to... I want to search the me again... I had a lot of people saying i'm a bit different now.. i know and i can't help myself.. but i'll try!!! I want to be the a bit chubby me again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes people! i don't like people telling me i kurus kurus kurus.. mcm tak sehat plak rase... i want to brighten up my smile again... so i need to spend rm200 for monthly facial!!! *kidding....* i want to do exciting stuff again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even better.. find someone that can merge his adventure of life with mine.. it can be someone from the past.. it can be someone in the current.. and it can be someone in the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just someone i pray to God to have a great year.. someone i pray to God that He will always look after him for better and worst.. to take care of him.. and to present him with equal love he can get till i am in his life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I hope I could be that someone for him..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I hope I could excel in my work and do the best, and get appreciation and be someone awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I hope I could support my family and friends who needs me most and will try my best to help them like I always do..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I hope to live life to the fullest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New 2010 people!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7003749405179297998?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7003749405179297998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7003749405179297998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7003749405179297998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7003749405179297998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-another-year.html' title='2o1o'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7795493742028613983</id><published>2009-12-09T08:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T08:37:42.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mix mix mix</title><content type='html'>I have never felt this kind of feeling before.. a REALLY mix feeling of the past, present and future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy for the past.. happy for the present, and excited about the future.. sad about the past.. sad for the present, and scared about the future.. confiused about the past.. confiused for the present.. foreign of the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urghh!! sangat tak suka okei!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7795493742028613983?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7795493742028613983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7795493742028613983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7795493742028613983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7795493742028613983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/12/mix-mix-mix.html' title='mix mix mix'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-2692656308109477560</id><published>2009-11-21T08:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T09:09:08.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>love life is like..</title><content type='html'>was listening to a song that i never knew it was in my playlist.. checked out the lyrics.. and came to my own conclusion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love life is like the river..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started out as a small stream.. sometimes it stops somewer but out of no where, it comes out again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same like human, we started out with a simple "like" feeling.. sometimes its there, sometimes, nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part of it, it's always there without us noticing it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than, at one point, the small stream leads to a river... sometimes it's big, sometimes it's small... regardless, it is still a river and profound than a stream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the small feeling dat's in the heart started to grow bigger and now, it's deeply felt.. the like has transformed into something we call &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE.. &lt;/span&gt;and everything seems good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as time goes by, the river started to come by with big rocks.. rain that turns the calm river to a big, strong and dangerous river.. and sometimes, the river splits into few small streams, and more rivers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;human can't run from trouble, problems and challenges in life.. there's always ups and downs.. and of course, you can't run from getting your heart hurt... just like the river, your love don't stick to one only.. it will get diverted.. you will fall in love and you will get your heart broken.. but life still moves forward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;river can lead to a waterfall.. river can lead to just a lake.. river can lead to the big ocean.. either way, you don't know untill you follow it and see it yourself to what it merge to.. neither no one noes how long is the river..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;human? we will end up with someone cuz god created man and woman such that, they are meant for each other..but no one noes how long would it take for someone to find his or her life partner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, u thought it's the end, but you don't know for sure cuz u can only plan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, for me, it is something only god knows and best to keep it a mystery.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-2692656308109477560?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/2692656308109477560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=2692656308109477560' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2692656308109477560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2692656308109477560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-life-is-like.html' title='love life is like..'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-3278318468826698663</id><published>2009-11-19T08:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T08:47:34.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>kelapangan masa</title><content type='html'>i'm bored... i'm also sleepy.. but i have stuff to do.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading my old entries... damn it sounds so fun to be a student.. so carefree.. seriously.. dah keje nih.. haihh.. tonnes of stuff that i hafta think of.. pening2.. but i'm getting better at it.. as long as it's getting better and not getting worst, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna write stuff.. but i have no direction of where to start.. lets make it into points, shall we?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- i'll miss jenab's wedding though i want to go BADLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- annual dinner company is coming soon.. not so soon but soon enuf laa.. and i have no idea what i want to wear.. usually i do have an idea but this time is like clueless.. or should i say, i couldn't careless? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- i'm still amazed with what people are capable of doing.. like seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- i am definitely someone who you really don't want to make me hate you cuz i can hate you for good &gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- i'm indenial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- i have doubt on my own self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah.. cukup laa untuk malam ini.. saya mau buat keje saya yang dah tertunggak lamenyer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles and nite people~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-3278318468826698663?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/3278318468826698663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=3278318468826698663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3278318468826698663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3278318468826698663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/11/kelapangan-masa.html' title='kelapangan masa'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-778459517232608153</id><published>2009-11-16T17:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:25:03.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How much engineered are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you know about engineering stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you good at in engineering? Theories? Fluid? Thermo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you know about this term or that term? it's a basic engineering terms and you should be able to even explain it with simple daily life application..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of engineering work do you want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have what it takes for an engineer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Damn i feel so stupid now~~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-778459517232608153?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/778459517232608153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=778459517232608153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/778459517232608153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/778459517232608153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-much-engineer-are-you.html' title='How much engineered are you?'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-2503290743654166175</id><published>2009-10-31T04:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T04:28:28.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Up!!!!</title><content type='html'>So last weekend, i had a blast at the stand up comedy.. it was worth it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there are anymore to come, i'll make sure to share with you earlier.. though, most of the performance seems to be in Zouk.. so.. i'm a bit reluctant to go.. Unless someone could tell me it's okei in a way, by any chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they made fun of a whole lot of stuff and it was super duper fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i so wanna watch it again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onto something totally different and more current rather than basi punya story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am single people.. just not available.. off market okei.. yea yea.. u can see pictures and stuff but there's more complicated stuff than just a bunch of scandalous pictures.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said before.. why can't i just live my life as how i like? buat itu salah.. buat ini lagi agak betul.. bile dah buat something almost like 'ini', pun salah.. so how? better i buat ajer the way i want it, correct? to h**l what people wanna say.. i don't give a crap though i do a bit laa =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i can say as for now, i'm happy with my decision and just shut up!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"NEVER tell me I'M WRONG..&lt;br /&gt;If you see me happy and having a good time with what I have and doing...&lt;br /&gt;cause if you do, i'd tell you&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE WRONG"&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/20681114-2503290743654166175?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/2503290743654166175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=2503290743654166175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2503290743654166175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2503290743654166175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/10/stand-up.html' title='Stand Up!!!!'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-2537766928318393309</id><published>2009-10-24T00:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T01:11:03.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lumrah hidup... random title obviously.. =p</title><content type='html'>dah lame tak tulis blog gune bahasa.. sometimes bosan jugak tulis blog dlm bahase omputih nih.. sbb i tend to jage my grammar.. tak mau laa tulis2, grammar kantoi.. bughok bona...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was really bosan so cam bukak itu ini on the web.. pusing2 blog.. main2 ngan facebook.. and baru realize how fb cam best jugak laa main game die.. tp mase nih jer laaa.. come one time, i will be damn malas to bukak facebook langsung2... but as of now, i'm on it almost everynite before tido and before pegi keje.. mind you but i don't get internet access on my desktop at work.. intranet jer to get mails.. lain2, haprak.. so nak taknak, layan keje laaa all the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite the girls pegi sambut jurai's birthday *happy birthday girl!!!!!!!* i didn't join.. not feeling that well.. actually dah brape hari dah tak betul.. weng2... betul.. mungkin too stressed out or penat.. low blood pressure ke.. ape2 laa.. but this weekend, i'm all hyped to do some fun stuff.. I hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thursday, i was listening to fly.fm and diorang interview these people who are comedians and they;ll performing a show today and tomorrow.. they call themselves MACC; Malaysian Association of Chinese Comedian.. They seem ok and as they were promoting it, i was influenced, called the PJ Live Arts... Long story short, I'm going to the show today *yeayyy!!* i loveeee the part i do that on impromptu style.. gimme the.. excitement =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow, I have date!! yeayyy!!! no... not that kinda date.. A date with a friend to go out for photography session.. yeahhh!!! we'll see how it comes out.. He should be good laa... I know he is.. (o',^o) and i'm kinda excited about it too cuz i've been longing a photo session.. if not of myself, me taking good pictures jugak.. Tho i'm lack of gears.. Like, i only have a point &amp;amp; shoot but a good one.. banyak berjase okeii!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuhhh.. dari tak tahu nak tulis ape, i got to write a lot and ideas are pouring in my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nextt... i've been wanting to write something buat me think of life.. how it's darn hard for some and easy for some.. I've been updated by a friend of her life.. Seriously.. Sangat kesian.. like.. susah gile if i were to live her life.. Tapi, being me, walaupun die tak mintak, i'm giving her a hand on which ever i can.. though i don't think i helped much but still.. hope it will at least give her the impression of there are people who cares and can help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, read a note in facebook by a bro.. that totally gave me an impact jugak laa.. i malas lerr nak terang ape die tulis.. tp basically sangat menginsafkan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesimpulan yang saya boleh buat: bersyukur dengan apa yang ada, terima dugaan seadanya kerana hanya kau yang mampu melaluinya, and kalau rasa tak mampu, kembali padaNya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-2537766928318393309?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/2537766928318393309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=2537766928318393309' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2537766928318393309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2537766928318393309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/10/lumrah-hidup-random-title-obviously-p.html' title='lumrah hidup... random title obviously.. =p'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-3489560930437004424</id><published>2009-10-22T08:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T08:29:10.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what other people think</title><content type='html'>I always believe to not think of what other people think of myself.. I will do what i want to do.. You don't like it, well.. deal with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i realized, that was only some part of me acting that way.. the other part of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live and force myself to live as what other people think of me or want me to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm tired of pushing myself to be darn perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or at least, to the eyes of other people who i want to please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or was i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to live as myself... not as what other people think i can be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.e. people think i am capable of making a big change.. i want to believe that, though i don't think so.. i don't.. but when i can't or i don't make that big change.. they'll look at me like a sore loser.. and i totally feel that way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't people accept the fact that i am not what they think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, why can't i just live up to what i feel rather than other peoples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or is it, life is as such so we can grow up and be a better person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why isn't it making me feel like a better person?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-3489560930437004424?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/3489560930437004424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=3489560930437004424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3489560930437004424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3489560930437004424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-other-people-thinks.html' title='what other people think'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-8082508489214528243</id><published>2009-10-18T04:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T04:50:34.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles To Go Before I Sleep</title><content type='html'>Whose woods these are I think I know.&lt;br /&gt;His house is in the village, though;&lt;br /&gt;He will not see me stopping here&lt;br /&gt;To watch his woods fill up with snow. &lt;p&gt;  My little horse must think it queer&lt;br /&gt;To stop without a farmhouse near&lt;br /&gt;Between the woods and frozen lake&lt;br /&gt;The darkest evening of the year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  He gives his harness bells a shake&lt;br /&gt;To ask if there's some mistake.&lt;br /&gt;The only other sound's the sweep&lt;br /&gt;Of easy wind and downy flake. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The woods are lovely, dark and deep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; But I have promises to keep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; And miles to go before I sleep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; And miles to go before I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Robert Frost-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-8082508489214528243?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/8082508489214528243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=8082508489214528243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8082508489214528243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8082508489214528243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/10/miles-to-go-before-i-sleep.html' title='Miles To Go Before I Sleep'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-410090919071337956</id><published>2009-10-15T18:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T02:44:02.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me if...</title><content type='html'>Tell me if I'm wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i did some stupid move in a decision..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But don't shunt me and take charge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if I'm wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i should be seeing a situation in other directions rather than one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But don't force me to see one and only direction, especially if it's to your benefit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if I'm wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If things get harder and i'm about to break when i shouldn't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But don't tell me it will get harder and i won't be able to handle it..&lt;br /&gt;        *or i'd just crush your head instead =p*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if I'm wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm living my life gloomy and sluggish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't drag me to not live life that way.. Sometimes I just need it and sometimes, you need to guide me out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but NEVER tell me i'm wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see me happy and having a good time with what I have and doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause then, i'll tell you, YOU ARE WRONG....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: this has nothing to do with anyone.. ANYONE... it's out of random... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-410090919071337956?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/410090919071337956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=410090919071337956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/410090919071337956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/410090919071337956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/10/tell-me-if-im-wrong.html' title='Tell me if...'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-3226532828419635278</id><published>2009-10-10T22:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:44:39.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some stuff</title><content type='html'>Things have been different nowadays... Okei.. different is not the exact word laa but i could say normal laaa.. Nothing much to think of cept for daily problems like almost every normal person would have to go through.. I do hope this would maintain for quite awhile.. I'd like this monotenous wave length for awhile and am enjoying it in a way.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random thoughts of mine.. I realized some stuff you can't get over it, you just have to get through it.. some stuff you can't teach them, but you have to let it be learnt.. some stuff you can't forget, but you just have to keep it as a memory.. some stuff you just can't forgive and forget, but you can always just forgive.. some stuff you cant say it out loud, but you could always show it.. and some you can't show it, but you can say it out loud =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and personally, if some stuff you can't cry it out, you just have to smile =) and eventually, the after effect will come naturally.. i think i've written this once but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a curve on the face can set if not everything, some stuff straight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you still haven't notice, i have tonnes "some stuff" written in this entry, hence, the title =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuuuhh... entry yang agak membosan kan... lalalalalalalalala~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-3226532828419635278?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/3226532828419635278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=3226532828419635278' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3226532828419635278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3226532828419635278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-stuff.html' title='some stuff'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-6227080502314272665</id><published>2009-09-26T10:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:11:33.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bimba, bambi, bimbo</title><content type='html'>I'm back to blogging.. yeah.. since i started my career as a blogger, god knows how many times i decided to quit laa.. pause laa.. budget merajuk ngan blogger.. like heck this thing faham.. pastu, baek sendiri.. tak yah laa plak orang lain pujuk ape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... what to write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was bored.. damn bored that i kacau-ed people... then i google here, google there, google this, google that.. input? errr... fair enuf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gosh i can feel a bimbo just walk in my head...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is it with me and feeling bimbo lately... darn!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-6227080502314272665?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/6227080502314272665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=6227080502314272665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/6227080502314272665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/6227080502314272665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/09/bimba-bambi-bimbo.html' title='bimba, bambi, bimbo'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-2308215887833067447</id><published>2009-09-22T08:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T08:30:06.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what the heck.. I'm back</title><content type='html'>I so can't stop blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because i need to channel my thoughts.. my rants... my stupid thoughts once in awhile =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence i'm back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and starting my first rant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why can't people stop judging and let me, them, you live my, their, your life alone??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sekian terima kaseh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-2308215887833067447?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/2308215887833067447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=2308215887833067447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2308215887833067447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2308215887833067447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-heck-im-back.html' title='what the heck.. I&apos;m back'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7455727665672794139</id><published>2009-08-21T22:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:49:12.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, final</title><content type='html'>I'm quitting blogging.. here.. i'll do it on new title, new address and new topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find it yourself *grins...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7455727665672794139?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7455727665672794139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7455727665672794139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7455727665672794139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7455727665672794139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-final.html' title='Finally, final'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-6374066207238578693</id><published>2009-05-08T19:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:13:20.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One month...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, i'm hosting for Vandy reunion.. Not really actually.. more like a get together kinda thing.. Hope to be fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class of 09 graduated... Congrats!!! Tahniah!! Omedetto!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time appreciating Labors day... Cuti!!!!!!!! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skytrex was fun... going out with my girlfriends is one of the bestest things ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting lame and lazier at updating my blog..&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/20681114-6374066207238578693?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/6374066207238578693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=6374066207238578693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/6374066207238578693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/6374066207238578693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-month.html' title='One month...'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-1970602868174584580</id><published>2009-04-06T07:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T07:28:12.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>today's lesson is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" We do things today,&lt;br /&gt;from what we've learned in the past..&lt;br /&gt;We do things today, &lt;br /&gt;with what we have in the present..&lt;br /&gt;We do things today,&lt;br /&gt;as if there is no tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;We do things today,&lt;br /&gt;for if we still have the chance to live,&lt;br /&gt;hope its for a better future.."&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/20681114-1970602868174584580?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/1970602868174584580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=1970602868174584580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1970602868174584580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1970602868174584580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/04/todays-lesson-is.html' title='today&apos;s lesson is...'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-2364932309317979722</id><published>2009-03-31T08:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:08:44.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>people come and people go.. and people go somemore</title><content type='html'>Rocket by Yuna is on my player and hurmm~~ have to say, she's good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life oh life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1- I am in DEEP GRUDGE with someone.. yeap.. and i don't do this that often.. *or should i say i dont =)* God forbids but i don't know how to forgive this person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- I hate people who asked me to do something or join her.him do something but end up doing something else.. like.. heck..! i'm anticipating something else and let me do something else instead???&lt;br /&gt; let me give you an example..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;     A asked B out for movie.. then once they are out, A said "hey, lets go sunway lagoon!!" and when B asked why A just said, "oh, i've watched movie last night.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the heck kan????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- I LOVE my work SO MUCH.. *darn it.. i'm officially a workaholic..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- If life is like a wheel.. Life cycles can stop at one point and skid.. in other words.. it's moving forward, but it's fix at one point all the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- I don't understand how people, even myself, can see problems so complicated when it's so straight forward and simple.. KEYWORD: be calm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- I'm not in a calm mode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- Hanging onto something that's vague is worse than not hanging onto anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- Live life as if there's no tomorrow.. true~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9- Smile is the key to all happiness... *regardless what's inside =p*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10- I love him... damn much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian terima kasehhhhh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-2364932309317979722?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/2364932309317979722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=2364932309317979722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2364932309317979722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2364932309317979722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/03/rocket-by-yuna-is-on-my-player-and.html' title='people come and people go.. and people go somemore'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-626849674876414204</id><published>2009-03-22T01:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T01:36:17.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend oh weekend</title><content type='html'>So the first week of March didn't go like i wanted to.. hence, i've decided to do what ever i feel at the moment.. I told someone that i'll just do whatever without plan, guided by guts at the moment.. but i hafta reconstruct it.. I still hafta plan but later, just do what my guts/feet/head feels like doing.. (o'-'o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened last weekend was quite an enjoyable one.. saturday night, played futsal with my officemates.. i actually went to Sg buloh just to play futsal ngan diorg.. ngeh ngeh.. semangat, i know.. but itu laa.. wanted to play in Ampang, but saturday night is futsal night in SP Ampang.. So yeah... saturday plak, melepak2, had lunch in One Utama *lunch ONLY* oh went to visit Camp5 jugak.. thought of doing wall climbing thingy... since I'm lack of stamina, less fit and REALLY need something to build up my muscles balik *ade muscle ke?? errr... tak kutt :b* the next day, went to my sis's place and had a small siblings reunion.. it was FUN!! we didn't do much.. makan2, masak2 sket, but the best part was, apart from my first sister's family, we are all together with my mom.. including the unofficial family members =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week.. another round of futsal with my officemates.. oh.. did i tell u all of them are guys? *hehe* yeap.. lantak, i didn't buy my boots for nothing.. best2... this week, my personal manager said i dah improve with  correct guidance from people around me.. jeeyyahhh!!! yesterday was my malas day.. slept the whole evening and slept like a baby last night.. cam gile best.. but once i woke up this morning, Ya Allah, dunia bagaikan berputar dgn laju nye.. nk muntah2.. nasib my sister's a good masseuse.. keluar semua angin in my body.. and my day came back to live :p cook mashed potato that she's been craving since last night, gravy yang tak cukup rase *no chicken broth* and my mom made our old-time-favorite-breakfast, lempeng nyior.. dip it in curry fish and i ate with udang bakar...PERGHHHHh!!!!!! sedak gile!! habihh sume oooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else should i be doing today......~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-626849674876414204?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/626849674876414204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=626849674876414204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/626849674876414204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/626849674876414204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekend-oh-weekend.html' title='weekend oh weekend'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-1693852049449046580</id><published>2009-03-11T08:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:17:47.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend plan failure</title><content type='html'>so i had a bad weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of going out with friends and some close peeps, i didn't get to because last minute thing came up on their side and last minute change of time; which i already have plan, which later, was canceled because that other person i should be going out went out to do something else.. darn.. there goes my saturday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait.. i got to redo my room.. yeap.. another redo.. but it was less hectic then before.. this time, was just getting stuff out from my room and some into my room.. it was better and i'm liking my room!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come sunday and i'm still up with my plan.. be it doing it alone.. *sigh* but i can't.. i realize i can't go out and do something alone.. i can do shopping alone cuz done that but doing something i.e. watch movie alone.. that's a bit.. lonely for me.. i ended up stuck in front of my laptop and do.. things.. i think.. now that i think about it.. no, i didn't do anything much cept looking through my pictures again.. and layan perasaan.. by noon, i've decided to go out.. picked up my cell and speed-dialed my sister and asked her out.. YESS!! she's free and off we went to klcc to get myself roller-blade and an end to my starbux crave.. darn it felt so goooodddd!!! though, i didn't get to end my movie crave yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.. i did watch movie on friday.. watched marley and me.. buttttttt... it's a bit off my taste of movie.. but at least i got to try the premium class.. oh and dinner at YO! Sushi.. HECK!! it was soo badddd!! the originality of sushi to udon were totally destroyed by theirs.. seriously!!! better of go sakae sushi or ichiban.. so they might wanna do fusion type sushi but nahhh!!! no second chance for you YO! Sushi...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so comes monday.. the plan was to go wall climbing in the morning.. i assumeeeddd it's going to be quite a bit *the fee* so i kinda "undo" the plan and wanted to go rollerblading that morning.. but it was raining and things happened that i didn't get to do it that morning.. then i tot of going to alamanda and watch movie there in the evening.. even checked the time but ended up tak jadi jugak.. why? first, i had a BAD ULCER PAIN at the back of my jaw.. i can't eat, talk even smile.. i even had headache because of it and baddddd mooooddd.. i even had to take a nap cz i can't stand the pain.. secondly, because my sister took a long time to bersiap and lalalallala.. we went out of the house at 3pm.. oh well.. we tot of stopping at alamanda and do some shopping first before heading to my sis's place.. but instead, syiok berborak punye pasal, i drove straight to my sis's place and only realize when i'm 200m away for hers..we just stopped and tot of waiting for asar prayers and then, we'll head to dataran putrajaya, and then alamanda, do some shopping, solat there and heads off to ampang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead.. we stopped, my bro-in-law ordered pizza, pizza came in right after azan asar, solat and makan and by then, it's alreay 515-530.. damn.. i ended up blading in the house.. YES!! IN THE HOUSE!! punyer laa i crave nak main.. then, 7++, went off to alamanda to get some stuff for my sis and my lil-bro-in-law-to-be yang crave for good salami sandwich.. went back to my sis's place.. my lil sis buat the sandwich for him who came later, makan2, took some pictures and by 10pm, we're ready to go back to ampang.. by then, i'm already puffed.. excruciating pain from the ulcer.. didn't get to eat.. didn't get to do what i want to do.. and on top of that, a REALLY BAD mood flunctuation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next weekend's plan was also canceled becz a lot of people backed off last minute.. i do have another plan but that is a secret.. *or should i say, there's no plan and i'm just going with the flow* (o^,^o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next next weekend's plan also canceled becz it is raining season.. hence, the "wiser" one asked us to delay it to the end of month; better around that time InsyaAllah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the best example of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"We humans only plan things to happen.. But in the end, Only God will decide everything for us"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-1693852049449046580?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/1693852049449046580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=1693852049449046580' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1693852049449046580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1693852049449046580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekend-plan-failure.html' title='weekend plan failure'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-8323739169599963738</id><published>2009-03-09T00:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:38:56.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3364/3337210160_921ce0e6cf.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 248px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3364/3337210160_921ce0e6cf.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't it great to be a kid...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To smile and be genuine about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be happy and really feel happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And always look cute :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-8323739169599963738?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/8323739169599963738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=8323739169599963738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8323739169599963738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8323739169599963738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/03/isnt-it-great-to-be-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-3656932476864603248</id><published>2009-02-28T10:05:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:34:27.422-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Already?</title><content type='html'>It's March.. wow.. that fast huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 seems too fast to be true for me.. I thought it was only last few weeks when my friends asked if i want to join them for New Year eve.. I still think I'm new at my work place but I'm already *almost* a year employed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, March will be another fast month for me.. *I hope* I have plans every weekend and looking forward to them.. Next weekend will be filled with outings and movie dates with friends and sisters.. I might as well go out with my mom and do some mother-daughter bonding time.. *ngeh ngeh* Plus, it's going to be a long weekend.. Thought of going back home to T'ganu but just remembered, already have plans with some friends.. so yeah.. might as well use that weekend to do some activities.. and I mean real outdoor activity! I'm thinking of rollerblading, taking outdoor portraits of my models *you know who you are people =)*and sports!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next weekend, I'm going to Melaka! with some of my officemates.. I really hope it's going to be fun!!! It's going to be my.. err.. second time to Melaka.. yeah i know.. pathetic.. baru 2 kali???? and my first was 10 years ago.. *hahaha!* that's why i'm kinda excited about it.. Plus, told you i need a vacation right?? so yeah.. i'll treat this as a good getaway.. I'll be there for the whole weekend, staying at a friends place and will be visiting those places which i have no idea where.. for sure, we're going to Ayer Keroh.. mandi manda!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next weekend, my "recreational" club at office decided to go to Sg Syiling *betul kan?* for camping.. yeayy!!! Now that is something!! Last time was Tapah and after that, we got too busy to do any camping or getaway.. Just ade laa sket2 sports like futsal and badminton.. anyways, we're going to camp there, and do some tracking.. and again, mandi manda!! *splash splash!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend tuh, takde idea lagi.. tapi I'll try to find something to do.. I might as well duduk rumah since 2 minggu berturut2 buat activity.. time to spend time with my family, don't you think? (o^,^o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and this 2 weeks, if you feel like asking me out for dinner, please do.. *hehhe* I've been going back early now and can definitely join for dinner and some catching up.. I have to say though, I'm not up for night movies.. but yeah, call/msg me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-3656932476864603248?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/3656932476864603248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=3656932476864603248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3656932476864603248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3656932476864603248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/02/already.html' title='Already?'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7415180289273152487</id><published>2009-02-13T12:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T13:18:52.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>outdated tagging-menagging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hasil tak berusaha untuk membace blog orang lain, I finally got around to read some *READ: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;SOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* blogs and baru laaaa aku perasan aku kene tag.. *oopss!* here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules : The rules are simple. Use Google Image to search the answers to the questions below. Then you must use a picture in the first page of the results, and post it as your answer. After that tag 6 person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i really want to;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXGuJwvx_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/8LTrFjIxOv4/s1600-h/vacation-travel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXGuJwvx_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/8LTrFjIxOv4/s320/vacation-travel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302362632495286258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;get a vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite place is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXFyjVLT6I/AAAAAAAAAjE/LzG1iqzOi8k/s1600-h/loch_lomond_from_top_of_conic_hill_big.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/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXFyjVLT6I/AAAAAAAAAjE/LzG1iqzOi8k/s320/loch_lomond_from_top_of_conic_hill_big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302361608566820770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of a hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite things are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXGt3nyomI/AAAAAAAAAjk/RzHdLC0KeWg/s1600-h/sony_psp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXGt3nyomI/AAAAAAAAAjk/RzHdLC0KeWg/s320/sony_psp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302362627625886306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXGuELsQmI/AAAAAAAAAjs/0cNROxNp2Qk/s1600-h/V707-0A20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXGuELsQmI/AAAAAAAAAjs/0cNROxNp2Qk/s320/V707-0A20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302362630997688930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my alba watch *not this one but what can i do? i have to choose from a limited choices :p*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXGtx7qblI/AAAAAAAAAjc/rBya1xVyBFo/s1600-h/seiko-electronic-ink-watch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXGtx7qblI/AAAAAAAAAjc/rBya1xVyBFo/s320/seiko-electronic-ink-watch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302362626098622034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my seiko watch *also not this one but i'd L-O-V-E to get my hands on this!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite drink is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXFyvpVfzI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ZQtwUkydkVg/s1600-h/redbull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXFyvpVfzI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ZQtwUkydkVg/s320/redbull.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302361611872599858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must be, definitely be, one and only be Redbull *yang kat US punyer.. Malaysia punye rase agak crap.. sorry but it's true..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite food;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXEuDknAyI/AAAAAAAAAiM/mZd8kPvWMs0/s1600-h/1330_lamb_shank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXEuDknAyI/AAAAAAAAAiM/mZd8kPvWMs0/s320/1330_lamb_shank.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302360431810511650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now it would be lamb shank.. nyummmmm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite color;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXEulDbs0I/AAAAAAAAAic/mLlOZQJri4I/s1600-h/consider_orange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXEulDbs0I/AAAAAAAAAic/mLlOZQJri4I/s320/consider_orange.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302360440798163778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXFyrtbIvI/AAAAAAAAAi8/utSR9X5svCU/s1600-h/hdr_purple_home.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXFyrtbIvI/AAAAAAAAAi8/utSR9X5svCU/s320/hdr_purple_home.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302361610816004850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was born in;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXEupjkeSI/AAAAAAAAAik/T72NlwPLNEE/s1600-h/Gambar09-01.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/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXEupjkeSI/AAAAAAAAAik/T72NlwPLNEE/s320/Gambar09-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302360442006698274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pusat rawatan islam, kuala lumpur *hamek kau..! full aku kasik! tp die bg gambar pusrawi jugak...aku nyer yang bgnn ijau kat pwtc tuhhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i attended;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXEuDiVWkI/AAAAAAAAAiU/VKk7t-L53u8/s1600-h/24458707020700l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXEuDiVWkI/AAAAAAAAAiU/VKk7t-L53u8/s320/24458707020700l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302360431800965698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekolah seri puteri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXGue6hyiI/AAAAAAAAAj8/C7L208uCXWw/s1600-h/Vanderbilt_University2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXGue6hyiI/AAAAAAAAAj8/C7L208uCXWw/s320/Vanderbilt_University2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302362638173456930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanderbilt university&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite movies are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXEu2fXQdI/AAAAAAAAAis/slEwSERa_cA/s1600-h/GPP51015%7E300-Posters.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/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXEu2fXQdI/AAAAAAAAAis/slEwSERa_cA/s320/GPP51015%7E300-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302360445478715858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 300&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXFy7lUeeI/AAAAAAAAAjU/R4IA7_T_cYU/s1600-h/saw-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXFy7lUeeI/AAAAAAAAAjU/R4IA7_T_cYU/s320/saw-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302361615076981218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw *i loike allllllll saw 1 till 4 tp tak sempat nk tgk 5 lagi...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish for (and i truly do);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXFyfZHoWI/AAAAAAAAAi0/W0Ym91YqivE/s1600-h/happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXFyfZHoWI/AAAAAAAAAi0/W0Ym91YqivE/s320/happiness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302361607509614946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sekian terima kasihhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and saya nak tag... sape2 yang tak kene tag lagi benda nih.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7415180289273152487?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7415180289273152487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7415180289273152487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7415180289273152487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7415180289273152487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/02/outdated-tagging-menagging.html' title='outdated tagging-menagging'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SZXGuJwvx_I/AAAAAAAAAj0/8LTrFjIxOv4/s72-c/vacation-travel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-3418779462246246434</id><published>2009-02-13T11:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:07:33.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to write.. but i have to think hard before i write.. I have few stuff to tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about songs and poems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about miracles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about traitors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about pengampu, penipu, talam dua muka, pendusta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about being mad and pengampun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about how people are desperate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about how people want to be helpful but instead, making it worse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about what's held for us human in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are more but i couldn't list them all..  cuz finally.. my fear of writing a blog has come true.. enough said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulis camni pun maybe boleh jadi kontroversi.. (o^,^o)77&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-3418779462246246434?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/3418779462246246434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=3418779462246246434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3418779462246246434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3418779462246246434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-wanted-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-8610302713172582738</id><published>2009-02-07T22:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:55:43.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'>symptoms</title><content type='html'>I'm having symptoms that i don't want to think of.. I can't sit still just thinking of it.. It makes me.. not me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I don't want to accept the fact that I am having all these symptoms.. You are worried.. You think of what went wrong and where you did wrong.. Did it happen when I was aware of it but go on or did it happen when i have no idea it will happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I am already here and in pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to see the doctor.. I know what this is all about.. Can someone help me? Yeah.. Just don't be there when I am having all this symptoms.. I'll tell you off or I'll make you hurt more... And you know I don't want to do it.. But if you ask for it, I have no choice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms I'm having are like : heavy chest, tiredness, hot breath, light headed or worst, bad BAD headache, light mouth and irritating voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most obvious symptom would be : eye rolling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. I got the B**** symptoms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-8610302713172582738?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/8610302713172582738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=8610302713172582738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8610302713172582738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8610302713172582738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/02/symptoms.html' title='symptoms'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7607978042727068567</id><published>2009-02-01T06:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T07:04:08.071-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuuuuhhhh!!!</title><content type='html'>One week of holiday is one heck of a gooooooddddd thing!! *hehehehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't get to go back to Terengganu due to some last minute plan.. regardless, I had a great time at home and got to meet some friends.. What else would you want, no? Half of the week I was lazying around doing nothing.. Well, not "nothing" but nothing extravaganza.. Went out with my parents, doing some home chores, got to finally cook after a long time being away from the kitchen *talking as if i'm a good cook :p* and yes people, I do cook.. *ngehehe* thought I should clear that point out.. kan Jurai &amp;amp; Nabilah kan kan kan???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to finally play bowling, watch movie and jalan2.. Got to meet with Nisak's debate friends.. They are so nice! Why are they different? errr.. they are.. urmm... some, not all that is are "soft" people if you know what i mean.. I have always want to know that kind of people.. Though they are them, but they are so nice at heart.. and definately they have a different way of seeing things.. That's one of the things i seek in people.. Its good to know and learn something different.. of course, with a good session of explaination..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a working day for me.. So some are on holidays, I'm not jealous people.. I got a week cuti ok?? :p But thinking going to work tomorrow cam.. urghhh!!! Malas!!!! :p :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7607978042727068567?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7607978042727068567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7607978042727068567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7607978042727068567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7607978042727068567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/02/fuuuuhhhh.html' title='Fuuuuhhhh!!!'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-4193979097683048855</id><published>2009-01-24T22:11:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:12:11.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do i want out of life..</title><content type='html'>I was doing this one "know yourself" test.. one interesting question was what i want out of life.. Its a hard one for me.. No kidding.. I mean.. yeah, i do pretty much know what i want in life.. some i'm not sure of what i want.. I'd like to say i know what i want and others not sure of.. but, it doesn't seem to be the best answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know what i want in life.. But it's part of the things you keep it to yourself and never really wanna tell it to the whole wide world nor the closest ones.. Yes, I am scared to say it out loud.. People might say no to it.. Thank god if people encourage me to do what i want.. But there's always the x-factor.. the doubt factor.. the what ever you want to call it factor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto something different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever sat at one corner.. and just observe people.. play a game with yourself.. what they do, why they are walking around there or how they end up at that place, at that very moment.. Have you even thought how happy they look.. how miserable they look.. or how calm they look..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to do so when you yourself is in a deep s*** and miserable.. you'll even question why they are happy when you're struggling with stuff in your life.. but only God knows what's what behind the smile and giggles.. emotionally, the heart might have been like a tattered flag; torn into pieces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done that before.. I don't need to go far.. As I'm sitting in my half-cubicle, looking around my office *the departments are.. errr.. for lack of words, divided by glass partitions*, I reminded myself of their life.. one person is smiling and always making jokes is actually thinking of getting an end to her marriage life.. one guy seemed so focus with his work when the wrinkles are not from work but from the worry of his wife who's having eyes discomfort and might grow blind.. one guy look tired but still hanging on.. In his mind, he's trying his best to keep up his work quality and at the same time, trying to excel in his degree..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more but i'm not going to mention all of em of course.. it would then be a terribly long list of peoples and their problems.. the point is.. one might smile with happiness when deep inside, the smile is dimmed with tears.. Don't compare what you're going through with others.. God gives you challenges that you can endure, but not others.. you might not able to endure what they are going through but they can if they really do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the happenings in your life, think of the good moments, the out comes and why you're doing all this.. I bet it's for the best and if its not, you need to work harder and get some guide from Him.. Everything is from Him and if we can't see it, to Him we should seek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah, He'll be there for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto something totally different lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of Adeeb, Wira and I when Wira came back for holidays.. God knows how I miss that moment we're together again.. Yeap.. and I was happy to get to see you again bro.. (o',^o)&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/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SXv1Q5oxrSI/AAAAAAAAAh8/RPnfOrD4p-8/s1600-h/Nadiah14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SXv1Q5oxrSI/AAAAAAAAAh8/RPnfOrD4p-8/s320/Nadiah14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295095457602710818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-4193979097683048855?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/4193979097683048855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=4193979097683048855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4193979097683048855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4193979097683048855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-do-i-want-out-of-life.html' title='What do i want out of life..'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SXv1Q5oxrSI/AAAAAAAAAh8/RPnfOrD4p-8/s72-c/Nadiah14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-9198886129895873479</id><published>2009-01-24T03:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T04:11:51.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A longgggg break...</title><content type='html'>After a good make over of my room and some other stuff.. I am overly, extremely tired and exhausted.. My work is still at the peek and I really hope it will start declining next week onwards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts with a good long break.. yeap.. not 4 days but 9 days... (un)fortunately *not sure if it's good or not*, my company is one of those companies that MAKE you take 3 days off.. in my case, it's 3 days of unpaid leave.. disregard the money, i'm glad i have a week off.. I kinda think i do need it.. (o'-'o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to Terengganu this monday.. maybe till Thursday.. and I'm going to do some catching up with some friends on the weekend.. Something i've been wanting to do for quite somewhile already.. And it was a shame i didn't get to meet up with my fellow vandies mase Mukmin's wedding.. Adeeb, Sala and I came quite early and we kinda have other plans in the evening.. so.. yeah.. didn't make it.. Sorry guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am already missing them.. *sigh~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my social life back... (~.~)7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about social life.. I think I'm going to qada' all my exercise that i've been neglecting.. *ok.. so social life has nothing to do with exercise.. who cares! :b* Though, I've been lifting weights.. heavy ones too.. mostly, because of my work needs me to use some of my muscles.. I'm glad for ones! *hehe* what can I say, there are some other pros to my work.. Just that, i don't want to acknowledge it (o`'-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's a picture from Mukmin's wedding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SXrpWdKUydI/AAAAAAAAAhg/RsuI0-7uXbQ/s1600-h/Random+January+005.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/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SXrpWdKUydI/AAAAAAAAAhg/RsuI0-7uXbQ/s320/Random+January+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294800883921766866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SXrokfv24wI/AAAAAAAAAhY/mV5aWE2Qpas/s1600-h/Random+January+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-9198886129895873479?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/9198886129895873479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=9198886129895873479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/9198886129895873479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/9198886129895873479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/01/longgggg-break.html' title='A longgggg break...'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SXrpWdKUydI/AAAAAAAAAhg/RsuI0-7uXbQ/s72-c/Random+January+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-805381431565173117</id><published>2009-01-16T18:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:46:06.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>clean new start..</title><content type='html'>I've always thought new year is just another number added 1 to it.. Nothing more, nothing less..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess things have been changing and so the thought i had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a clean new start.. fresh new one.. about almost everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I have to do my laundry.. then, change my bedsheet and prolly, change a bit my room's arrangement.. that is to change my mood here and there.. *hehehe* Then, i *think* will be fully loaded with what, how and why to change or not to change.. yessss!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi as i'm writing, aiyoo.. my nose is running like a full opened tap.. my eyes are a lil bit itchy.. and my head is like a big giant air balloon; hot, floating and wobbling here and there.. can i start to kemas this room of mine??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeii.. so those are just reasons for me not to move.. so, since i already have my sister at home, i'm going to 'use' her.. be my chearleader!!! yes!! that's what i'm going to do!! she'll start telling me stories, and i'll start doing things and all she need to do is sit and talk to me.. distract my mind from the leaking nose, itchy eyes and this hot air balloon head *i think it's becz i had a late nescafe kut.. darn to caffein addiction!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than, i'm going out for the day with my mom and sis.. we're getting some stuff and there, i'll start to think of my new me; clothes!!! well, what you wear, perfume u use and the colors will influence who you are.. so yeah! i want to be.. THE NEW ME..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it won't be that much of a different.. i'm just changing to a better me.. i HOPE.. Ameen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of people I love the most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good god what am i blabbering about!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. going to start rearrangging my room.. NOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-805381431565173117?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/805381431565173117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=805381431565173117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/805381431565173117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/805381431565173117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2009/01/clean-new-start.html' title='clean new start..'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-4795653905304027201</id><published>2008-12-20T22:03:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:35:29.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye 2008, Hellllooooo 2009!!</title><content type='html'>10 days till end of another year of full experiences, challenges and emotions.. So many people, experiences and encounters taught me things about life.. Somewhat reality check.. I've grown wiser and mature by time.. How can I not? If I'm what I was before, darn, I'm so dull :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a recap of my doings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3HfNEOs6I/AAAAAAAAAfk/SfuqfmYRWE8/s1600-h/DSC00406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3HfNEOs6I/AAAAAAAAAfk/SfuqfmYRWE8/s200/DSC00406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282097276872733602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;JANUARY   : Welcomed 2008 in London with Aisamuddin.. We didn't go out or anything but more of having&lt;br /&gt;                              that moment to ourselves&lt;br /&gt;                        : Step foot in Spain and had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;                        : Final semester!!&lt;br /&gt;                        : New born family member, Fatimah Alzaharah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3aZ2eYDQI/AAAAAAAAAfs/G4pw2JH-Ah8/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3aZ2eYDQI/AAAAAAAAAfs/G4pw2JH-Ah8/s200/DSC00312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282118075629964546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FEBRUARY : Last ANYF- marvellous!&lt;br /&gt;       : Started on my senior design project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH     : Spring break with Zuljoe, Noel and Shaf - One of the best!!&lt;br /&gt;    : InVUsion with my fellow tiniklers!!&lt;br /&gt;    : Busy, busy, busy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3bYBev6tI/AAAAAAAAAf0/suwiVsKG0gM/s1600-h/275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3bYBev6tI/AAAAAAAAAf0/suwiVsKG0gM/s200/275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282119143736208082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL       : Presentations, tests, presentations!!&lt;br /&gt;   : Got lucky and had a treat at Pancake Pantry with my dear Dollah!&lt;br /&gt;   : Rites of Spring - FUN, FUN FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;   : D-Day!! and last day of school!!! *wuuhooo!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3dOVFvqdI/AAAAAAAAAf8/eXYZuI5tVYI/s1600-h/Commencement+Day+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3dOVFvqdI/AAAAAAAAAf8/eXYZuI5tVYI/s200/Commencement+Day+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282121176224606674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MAY          : Commencement!!!&lt;br /&gt;   : My one hella birthday surprise - Thanx Zuljoe!!! luv you bro!&lt;br /&gt;   : Shippingggggggg - shopping, packing, shopping, packing.. ooopss!! terlebih shopping :p&lt;br /&gt;   : Midwest games!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3f8LRIKHI/AAAAAAAAAg8/92GowVZjJrw/s1600-h/WelcomeHome+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3f8LRIKHI/AAAAAAAAAg8/92GowVZjJrw/s200/WelcomeHome+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282124162885232754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE        : Hellloooo Malaysia!!!&lt;br /&gt;   : Potato couching at home *grinss*&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3f8LRIKHI/AAAAAAAAAg8/92GowVZjJrw/s1600-h/WelcomeHome+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;JULY        : He's back from Thailand, on his birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;                                               : My first work!!!! &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3dOwPh5AI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ddGWVVZvZQM/s1600-h/Gathering08+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3dOwPh5AI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ddGWVVZvZQM/s200/Gathering08+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282121183513404418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AUGUST  : Work.. work.. work&lt;br /&gt;   : Camping in Tapah - Greatttt time!!&lt;br /&gt;   : Accidentte :p&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3f7vKoFgI/AAAAAAAAAg0/X1sFHGlYsl4/s1600-h/DSC01086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3f7vKoFgI/AAAAAAAAAg0/X1sFHGlYsl4/s200/DSC01086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282124155341772290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER : First Ramadhan in Malaysia after 4 years&lt;br /&gt;         : He's back to Thailand for God knows how long&lt;br /&gt;         : Iftar.. iftar and iftar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3dPahfdPI/AAAAAAAAAgM/K4dyNHxy-fQ/s1600-h/RayaPics+040+-+Edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3dPahfdPI/AAAAAAAAAgM/K4dyNHxy-fQ/s200/RayaPics+040+-+Edit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282121194863031538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OCTOBER : Raya in Terengganu!!! FUN!! GREAT!!&lt;br /&gt;    : Busy with work.. personal work..&lt;br /&gt;    : Emotionally unstable *urghhh urghh.. don't want to think about it*&lt;br /&gt;    : But covered with open housessss!! Nyummm2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER : Head spins almost everyday :p&lt;br /&gt;        : Work work work!! but because i love this work so much, it helped me to be happy everyday&lt;br /&gt;           weird? not really... :p&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3f7D9QwPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Yrv5Et8oMZ8/s1600-h/Combat+Annual+Dinner+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3f7D9QwPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Yrv5Et8oMZ8/s200/Combat+Annual+Dinner+062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282124143742992626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER : Combat Annual Dinner - my work place.. It was fun but a different fun :p&lt;br /&gt;       : Different kind of Raya Haji :D&lt;br /&gt;       : surprises.. sursprises and SURPRISES!!&lt;br /&gt;       : D-rose Engagement!!! *update is on Glace's blogspot*&lt;br /&gt;       : I am no longer under probation.. Received my confirmation letter!! *woohoo!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3098/3119616916_5533174ace.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 228px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3098/3119616916_5533174ace.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there are things off blog's limitation *at least mine* so yeah.. 2008 really had a great impact on me.. I'm Looking forward for the new year and what it has for me.. God knows what's there for me but I'll get myself ready for them, InsyaAllah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like every year, i don't have any resolution but i do pray that it would be a better year.. Ameen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-4795653905304027201?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/4795653905304027201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=4795653905304027201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4795653905304027201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4795653905304027201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/12/bye-bye-2008-hellllooooo-2009.html' title='Bye Bye 2008, Hellllooooo 2009!!'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SU3HfNEOs6I/AAAAAAAAAfk/SfuqfmYRWE8/s72-c/DSC00406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-1353324921240028081</id><published>2008-11-15T07:03:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:47:35.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a pause to blogging</title><content type='html'>Yeap.. you read it right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt it's best i put this blog at halt for awhile.. for one, Im so busy with work.. got no time maa..! secondly, i'm starting to go blank with things to write.. I might have some, but not something i'll write in public.. just because.. i won't  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence.. no need to visit this blog this few weeks.. months.. I dunnoe.. Be a follower to this blog and you'll know when i start to write again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, enjoy what's left of 2008..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luvs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonick (o','o)v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-1353324921240028081?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/1353324921240028081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=1353324921240028081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1353324921240028081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1353324921240028081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/11/pause-to-blogging.html' title='a pause to blogging'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-5980476279409369078</id><published>2008-11-08T17:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:47:06.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update..</title><content type='html'>i decided that i don't care if i got fatter than Adeeb.. Cz i'll just make him grow fatter too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. I finally got myself a long weekend.. I took a leave tomorrow and i am so happy bout it.. My niece is receiving a price tomorrow at her price giving ceremony and i'm attending it.. I just felt like doing something like that.. I do want to watch movie.. but watching alone? errr~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wedding prep... hurmm.. so far so good.. got some important stuff out of the way but of course there are still some other major stuff to get done with.. Date is fixed.. place insyaAllah ada availability.. cards jer next in list.. Pray for me so everything goes smoothly yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh!! i got a story to tell!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and this one person nih had made a pack; the relative will bring her kid and my niece to school and my sister will take them back from school.. But one day last week, my brother in law wasn't around hence, he can't pick the kids up.. So, the person need to send and pick the girls up laa from school.. Nak buat cerita lagi, the person tak dpt amek, mintak tolong the husband amekkan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-kisah, it's six pm and he's waiting outside of the school for the kids.. when the kid is in the car, off he goes home.. and singgah to kedai to get some stuff.. it 640 pm and my sister's waiting at home, wondering where's her 7 years old daughter.. called up the person and she said "maybe singgah kedai kutt.. kejap lagi smpi laa kut"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;650 pm, my brother in law called, said that Nisa *my niece* called from school.. My sister was shocked and called the person again to reconfirm.. she then called the husband and confirmed.. He forgots to pick my niece up!!! Ya Allah, when i heard the news, right after that person called my sister about this news, I was on the road back from work and i actually speed up sebab cuak.. It's dark and the schools area is NOT where you want to leave kids alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband reached my sisters place first and he apologized.. my sister can't think and ignores him.. the person searched for my niece and can't find her.. and at 715 pm baru jumpe and sent her back.. My sister by then regrets for what happened and said she won't continue the pack next year.. Thank god it's end of the year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope this incident won't happen again to any of my nieces and nephews.. And will remind my sisters and brothers not to do the same to other peoples kids.. When you're given or taking that kind of responsibility, treat the same to your kids and to the kids you're taking care of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dah pasal budak kecik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-5980476279409369078?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/5980476279409369078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=5980476279409369078' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5980476279409369078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5980476279409369078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='Update..'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-8124993432119274058</id><published>2008-11-02T06:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T07:23:43.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sudden doubt...</title><content type='html'>I went out with my mom today.. did some wedding surveying and stuff.. and all of our conversations as of today, almost all were wedding related.. hence, the wedding mind i have till just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out for dinner with my mom.. and as i waited for the food.. i looked around.. thinking about some stuff.. lalalalala.. and suddenly it hits me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I going to be FAT like other wives??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every where i turn to, the wives are all fatter than the husbands.. even my mom!! *mind you but my mom is as heavy as my dad!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. Aisamuddin, can you imagine me being fatter than you??? :P:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.. I hope.. Ameen~~~ (o^,^o)v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-8124993432119274058?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/8124993432119274058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=8124993432119274058' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8124993432119274058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8124993432119274058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/11/sudden-doubt.html' title='sudden doubt...'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-8616209685076218358</id><published>2008-11-01T21:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:46:29.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>latest news..</title><content type='html'>"seekor kambing dilanggar oleh van di KM16 karak highway"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahhh....! Dikala Anis Solihah mengarut tak tahu how to start her blog :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. let me start of by answering some of the questions asked to me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently busy with my job because it's one of those critical time of a project.. fabrication, construction and shipment.. Yes, i'm involved in all of them.. talk about getting things on time... i have been craving to go out and cuci mata.. probably even spend a bit for myself.. but as of now, the only thing that i've been spending for myself is food... yes.. chocolates, lunch, mcD, and pizza.. and i just realized, fattening foods too :b i don't care.. at least, i'm full and all re-energized.. as of my wedding preparations, i'm listing stuff and did some callings here and there.. but not telling that much to u guys.. u just wait and see.. tak surprise maa!!! hence, just wait the update when i'll be asking your address.. but keep in mind, it's going to be a small reception.. so not all will be invited.. therefore, i apologize dari awal.. nk kurang kan cost people :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeiiizzz... i'm back to blurr worldd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLURRRRR~~~~(o@,@o)77&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-8616209685076218358?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/8616209685076218358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=8616209685076218358' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8616209685076218358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8616209685076218358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/11/latest-news.html' title='latest news..'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-4743635723353225952</id><published>2008-10-26T02:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T02:35:42.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>200th entry (o",o)v</title><content type='html'>mak aih.. Never thought i would be writing till this day despite all those times i kept on whining about stopping my art of writing *art laa sgt :p*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to tell, nothing to whine, nothing to share.. today is one of lil times i'm at home doing nothing.. I've been doing some side works, teaching myself to edit pictures, appreciating some old pictures and.. that's it i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*taking a few minutes to think of what to write next* &lt;&lt;&lt; No kidding!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i give up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know what to write (o^.^o)7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-4743635723353225952?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/4743635723353225952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=4743635723353225952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4743635723353225952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4743635723353225952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/10/200th-entry-oov.html' title='200th entry (o&quot;,o)v'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7258859371435285767</id><published>2008-10-17T20:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:22:54.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 21st birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>A Special note to the birthday girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uii!! Happy birthday!! Sorry.. no cakes, surprises, embarrassment etc to give you :p but obviously, i won't forget your birthday.. Come to KL and i'll treat you somewhere to eat ok? ;) also, sent you an email with a song for you.. sajer gedik.. satu benda jer in that song i want to stress.. others, just imagine i'm... errr... i'm.. who ever in that song is :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, May Allah bless you.. My prayers so God will give you health, wealth, and all the luck in the world for ur future undertakings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jurai...&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/20681114-7258859371435285767?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7258859371435285767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7258859371435285767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7258859371435285767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7258859371435285767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-21st-birthday.html' title='happy 21st birthday!!!'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-479077180281581284</id><published>2008-10-12T08:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T07:43:28.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E.M.P.T.Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how i feel at this very moment...&lt;br /&gt;just that..&lt;br /&gt;whether it's bad or good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word seems the right word for now...&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/20681114-479077180281581284?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/479077180281581284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=479077180281581284' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/479077180281581284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/479077180281581284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/10/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-5180863641161375623</id><published>2008-10-08T09:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T10:11:08.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>question with no answer</title><content type='html'>it's impossible.. cause people say, to all questions and problems, there's an answer... but.. how do you know? how do you know if it's the best way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i just want to ask.. answers is not important.. it will come eventually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it we sympathize ourselves when others are worst? why is it so hard to tell people we love them but it's so easy to tell people we hate them? why is it we always want to keep things to ourselves just because the truth hurts? why is it some people think so positively and why can't they think it negatively? why is it some are so hard to cry and some are so cry baby? why is it hard to tell the truth? is truth that painful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it people are scared to be alone? soon enough, you'll be alone in the grave too.. why is it some people want/need to be what others think of themselves? have they forgotten about themselves? why arent some people breaking the shells that has been covering them years from the usual? why is it some people can be so calm when they are in so many depressions and problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why some need to keep things to themselves? how come some people can be so carefree when they actually have tonnes of important issues to think of? why is it some people can be so inconsiderate and so ignorant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i asking these much of a questions? and these are not all yet.. don't worry.. there won't be a second one of this kind :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-5180863641161375623?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/5180863641161375623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=5180863641161375623' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5180863641161375623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5180863641161375623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/10/question-with-no-answer.html' title='question with no answer'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7891471369793958788</id><published>2008-10-04T01:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T08:17:10.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have forgotten</title><content type='html'>The feel of raya seems new to me all together again. The excitement of going back kampong was definitely something I have yet to feel till this raya. Fair enough, I was in the states for four years and celebrating raya in class is definitely not something you want to do. Now that I think about it, the excitement was there, but a different one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t feel the excitement until a day before my family and I went off to Terengganu. My sisters are at home and we had our last family break fasting *in the radio, it’s breaking fast.. so choose your pick :p* I had to force myself to go back from work early or I would not go back by 5pm. I didn’t pack that night right away.. I slept :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, didn’t sleep after sahur like always, packed my stuff, went to Ampang Point and my other sister’s house to wish her and by 12pm, we’re off to Terengganu. And that’s when the excitement grew and grew. The last time I went back to Terengganu, it took me 7 hours and this time, it took us 5 hours, and we weren’t even speeding. Have to say, the new highway saved us hours.. Since both my grandmas are still alive and Alhamdulillah, pink in health, my mom and dad went off to their own mom’s.. it’s 10 minutes apart, so it wasn’t a hassle for them, but it was for us.. my sister and I had to think of a fair plan for both grandmas. Alhamdulillah, it was ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get to the point right away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up by takbir raya on the first day was definitely something wayyyy different.. I am quite sentimental and so, this experience really touched me.. As said, i have forgotten the excitement of listening to takbir raya.. i have forgotten some other feelings and experiences that are raya related..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to sembahyang raya that morning because i overslept :p but still, i got to listen to the khutbah and the takbir from my grandma's.. The mosque is just across the street anyways.. after everyone's back, we all gathered at my grandma's and it was definitely noisy with laughter and chit chats.. Its everyones first time meeting me after 4 years and there were loads of comments and bonus questions asked.. as expected i suppose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I was quite sad thinking some of my grandma's siblings who had gone to meet the One and i didn't get to meet them before.. May God bless them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A funny routine i could say for me during this raya, whenever i meet my cousins, i have to ask my aunts or my cousins to introduce to me the kids.. gosh they look all grown up and different!! some i know, some i could guess and some i was shocked.. That's what you get when you haven't been home for quite sometime :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys had a great Raya with your families and relatives.. and friends (o",o)v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir Batin"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7891471369793958788?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7891471369793958788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7891471369793958788' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7891471369793958788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7891471369793958788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-forgotten_04.html' title='I have forgotten'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7593587889512614190</id><published>2008-09-26T17:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:19:42.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stop and stare.. and think..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sesungguhnya kami lenyapkan seksaan sedikit, sungguh kamu kembali (kepada kekafiran)&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ad-Dukhan, ayat 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mungkin ini sebabnya, kita selalu diduga olehNya.. supaya kita tak mudah lupa asal usul kita dan Dia yang menciptakan kita.. Sesungguhnya Allah mengetahui segala-galanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true.. when we are sad.. we're in depression.. we're in all those bad moods.. we tend to go back to prayers, reading Al-Quran to find peace in ourselves.. some would pray and stay quite.. maybe conciously, you think you're not thinking of anything, but deep inside, your heart is having a conversation and even praying for peace, a solution and light from Him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of our happy moments.. what do we do? We seldom say praises to Him, or even thank Him.. seldomly.. If someone were to do that to us, find us only when in need, and forget us when in joy, what would we think? "Hampes.. mase nih lupe... dolu2 cari aku, nangis2" or something like that.. *i love making exxagerating expression :p* But He never give up on us and kept on helping us when we're in need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allahuakbar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7593587889512614190?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7593587889512614190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7593587889512614190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7593587889512614190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7593587889512614190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/09/stop-and-stare-and-think.html' title='stop and stare.. and think..'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-3947532641839696310</id><published>2008-09-24T07:22:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:54:21.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Cammoe!!!!! Happy Belated Anas!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Moi :&lt;/span&gt; Hello Mr D**, it's Anis here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Mr D** :&lt;/span&gt; Hello.. Mr K.K Lee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Moi :&lt;/span&gt; No, no.. It's Anis.. I'm using his phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Mr D** :&lt;/span&gt; What Mr Lee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Moi : &lt;/span&gt;No, this is Anis Mr D**..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Mr D** :&lt;/span&gt; Ooo.. Hi Anis..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoo, i don't mind if he didn't get my name at first, but to keep on calling Mr Lee, when obviously it's a girl you're talking to.. *tsk tsk tsk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/sonic/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SNo4GNJzQxI/AAAAAAAAAYI/irGfpcnvN4M/s1600-h/breadwig.com-dudley.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SNo4GNJzQxI/AAAAAAAAAYI/irGfpcnvN4M/s200/breadwig.com-dudley.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249569994914874130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand.. Raya is just around the corner.. the semangat raya is still not in me though.. not yet at least.. My head is fill with work, work and WORK! Am even working till sunday! ok.. so i kinda volunteered myself to work on saturday and sunday..  Alasan saya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &gt; I know I can't leave work without finishing it&lt;br /&gt;         &gt; I won't get my job done by Friday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going back quite late lately.. no.. have been since after 3 weeks I started..  As much as i hate to say this.. but.. I think I'm a WORKAHOLIC~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try not to be one.. later :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I don't mind being one.. just to get my day filled and seems faster than ever.. At least for this 3 months.. Though, this past 2 weeks has been quite slow.. why ek??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My brain :&lt;/span&gt; What color is your baju raya this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Moi :&lt;/span&gt; You've seen it.. it's there, hanging on the line there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My brain :&lt;/span&gt; I'm asking because you don't know what to write on your blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Moi :&lt;/span&gt; So...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My brain :&lt;/span&gt; so... you'll keep on writing.. Heart says you still wanna write.. but don't know what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Moi :&lt;/span&gt; Trueee... But, shouldn't you be thinking what I should be writing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My brain :&lt;/span&gt; Yessss... and that's what I'm doing.. see? you're still typing.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Moi :&lt;/span&gt; I know.. but.. I can't write like this the whole entry.. it's too.. boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My brain :&lt;/span&gt; You're right.. Maybe we need a rest.. *sarcastically*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Moi :&lt;/span&gt; But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My brain :&lt;/span&gt; But??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Moi :&lt;/span&gt; It feels like, I wanna tell people about something.. But I don't know what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My brain :&lt;/span&gt; or maybe it's not the time yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Moi :&lt;/span&gt; Or maybe it's because you're talking too much and not thinking *raise one eye brow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My brain :&lt;/span&gt; *smirk* :p&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/20681114-3947532641839696310?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/3947532641839696310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=3947532641839696310' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3947532641839696310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3947532641839696310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-cammoe-happy-belated.html' title='Happy Birthday Cammoe!!!!! Happy Belated Anas!!!!'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SNo4GNJzQxI/AAAAAAAAAYI/irGfpcnvN4M/s72-c/breadwig.com-dudley.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7745353615311242983</id><published>2008-09-16T05:32:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T06:12:15.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loads to tell...</title><content type='html'>I have loads to tell specific people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SM-MPVVfSWI/AAAAAAAAAXU/6J0e1wDRCAY/s1600-h/Gathering08+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SM-MPVVfSWI/AAAAAAAAAXU/6J0e1wDRCAY/s200/Gathering08+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246566285963118946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to LIZED : I am so damn sorry bout the other day! Like really.. I know I asked for it and suddenly, I was the one who backed off.. i know you're going off soon too.. damn i feel so bad!!! Again, I am so damn sorry babe.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SM-MuwrfjnI/AAAAAAAAAXc/X7u2JGWUWt8/s1600-h/Bosan+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SM-MuwrfjnI/AAAAAAAAAXc/X7u2JGWUWt8/s200/Bosan+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246566825879113330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to NISAK : Happy birthday!!!! Yes lil sister.. I know i've wished you and gave you presents but I just don't feel good not saying it on my blog.. *hehe*.. as if you're reading it but I'll make sure you read this part though :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to BBDAK VANDY : I miss you guys!! I miss this times when we'll go for terawikh and you guys rase pelik looking at me wearing jubah :p yeap, i got that every year I think.. nonetheless, I miss you guys so much!! I miss the laughters, the giggles and our loudness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to JURAI : girl!! I miss you so much!! That day you called just made me realized how i do really miss you.. and later.. dapat keje kat mane2 tuh.. don't forget to tell me k?? and thanx for sharing the news that day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to PQAH : omg pqah!! sonic misses you so much, so suddenly!! funny but true ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SM-NeLvA7KI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Ap_Tbb-lyCk/s1600-h/MidwestGames08+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SM-NeLvA7KI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Ap_Tbb-lyCk/s200/MidwestGames08+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246567640595492002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SM-SVcoyu0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/ib0OEGPQRBE/s1600-h/Fishspa+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SM-SVcoyu0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/ib0OEGPQRBE/s200/Fishspa+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246572988072115010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to AISAMUDDIN : Since you went off yesterday, I felt weird here and there.. no one to complain I'm sleepy during work.. no one to kacau during my 30 minutes break *or should i say whenever i feel like having a break*.. no one to accompany me to work and the list goes on and on.. It's going to be a long 3 months for me.. Though, i have loads to look forward to.. have to get ready with the merisik.. our wedding.. GRE test yang tak amek2 lagi.. finding scholarship.. and again, the list goes on and on.. InsyaAllah, i'll get them done.. just take care when you're out there in the sea, as much as i will on the road :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are more... ZULJOE, HAFIZ, ABDULLAH, OYA, NAD, WATIP, JUZZ, FISH, AMINAH, GLACE.. But I can't write them all out but one thing for sure.. I miss them all.. it's not all of a sudden.. but it's constantly on my mind.. just that, i have no ways to tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****************                                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;\(o^.^o)/ Spreading the love!!&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/20681114-7745353615311242983?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7745353615311242983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7745353615311242983' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7745353615311242983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7745353615311242983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/09/loads-to-tell.html' title='Loads to tell...'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SM-MPVVfSWI/AAAAAAAAAXU/6J0e1wDRCAY/s72-c/Gathering08+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-3732423985430939413</id><published>2008-09-09T07:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:18:07.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Ahnaf!!</title><content type='html'>So it's my nephew's second birthday.. bigger, cuter and louder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listed before a few stuff that I was feeling at that right moment.. and here I am.. writing an update to that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need someone to talk to &gt;&gt; That night itself, I had an awesome talk with Aisamuddin.. what else can I ask for?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling stressed &gt;&gt; more or less the same.. work load, and life.. :p&lt;br /&gt;Feeling serabut &gt;&gt; less serabut cuz i've successfully organize my serabutness.. =D&lt;br /&gt;Pening &gt;&gt; dah tidur.. no more headache..&lt;br /&gt;Tension &gt;&gt; more or less the same..&lt;br /&gt;Need some excitement &gt;&gt; not sure of this yet...&lt;br /&gt;Need a vacation &gt;&gt; Planning to go back to Terengganu.. Not sure hows that going to be a vacation but a good moment to get away from work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SMZoQYD16kI/AAAAAAAAAXE/v9eT2yupPLM/s1600-h/August+%26+September+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SMZoQYD16kI/AAAAAAAAAXE/v9eT2yupPLM/s320/August+%26+September+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243993446665284162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to add to this list of getting less stress.. i received this from him.. something I would definitely appreciate it A WHOLE LOT!! and coming from him made it way better!! now i have more jerseys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SMZoQ7iRYwI/AAAAAAAAAXM/qeZYdCXrpw4/s1600-h/August+%26+September+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SMZoQ7iRYwI/AAAAAAAAAXM/qeZYdCXrpw4/s320/August+%26+September+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243993456188154626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today.. two of my colleagues at work surprised me with a birthday cake.. yeah yeah.. i noe.. it's not May.. but it is Ramadhan, and i was borned 10 Ramadhan.. Alhamdulillah... They knew because I jokingly told them that my birthday is around the corner.. and never thought they would take it seriously.. No one ever did for that matter.. *though sometimes, i did secretly hope someone would do something :p*.. this year, someone did take it seriously and i had a good surprise from them.. Thanx guys!! as if they are reading my blog :p*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian terima kasih...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-3732423985430939413?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/3732423985430939413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=3732423985430939413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3732423985430939413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3732423985430939413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-ahnaf.html' title='Happy birthday Ahnaf!!'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SMZoQYD16kI/AAAAAAAAAXE/v9eT2yupPLM/s72-c/August+%26+September+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-4876451026028985228</id><published>2008-09-07T02:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T08:23:12.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking things easy..... NOT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SMOVUjKlnsI/AAAAAAAAAW0/3qfKLCyed_k/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SMOVUjKlnsI/AAAAAAAAAW0/3qfKLCyed_k/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243198571458961090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to start off with my entry-to-entry basis runt of being busy.. but I just hate to say I am.. subconsciously, I just did.. *darn it!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. what had happened to me for the past.. errr.. few.. err.. since my last entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing... nothing.. and nothing.. oh.. yes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went for break fasting with fellow vandies.. Its good to get to see them again.. Got to meet Izni accidentally.. and of course, she joined us after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhh!!! not in the mood telling without pictures!!! yes.. i didn't bring my camera.. I was from work and came back just enough to change.. *Darn it, i'm writing about my work again.. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's good to write now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess.. just some rambling of what i'm feeling right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feeling stressed.. CHECK&lt;br /&gt;Feeling serabut.. CHECK&lt;br /&gt;Pening.. CHECK&lt;br /&gt;Tension.. CHECK&lt;br /&gt;Need someone to talk to.. CHECK&lt;br /&gt;Need some excitement.. CHECK&lt;br /&gt;Need a vacation.. CHECK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all caused by a lot of things.. Too much that I don't know how to share.. how laa? I'm so good at keeping it.. horrible at sharing it.. But some word of advice would definitely be.. good.. i guess.. It won't help that much i tell you that cause i am sooooo degil.. I am.. really!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking alot of what is it like living my own.. I have always and still secretly, want to live my life by my own.. I want to live where i have to pay own bills, find my own way to eat, buy my own groceries.. and even decorate my own home.. I don't have to live by other peoples expectation.. yes.. just be myself at my own place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how? my work place is only 30-40 minutes away.. i don't think my parents would agree me leaving this place just for the sake of 5 minutes drive.. I mean, i just need to pay the gas now and if I do live outside, i have to pay a whole lot of things.. but.. when can i have my own place, by myself? where can i have this, self-defined freedom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what.. this is how i imagine my daily days if i were to live alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up, shower.. grab something to drink out of my small fridge *imagine it's not Ramadhan*.. grab a fruit, biscuit whatever if i'm that hungry.. think of stuff that i need to cook later today.. go work.. come back, forgot to do grocery, order food.. or just eat what ever is inside my fridge.. than go to bed.. Weekend, bangun lambat.. no one will perli me if i got up late pun.. pasang lagu so that where ever i am i can listen to it.. possibly at living room.. it is a small house anyways.. so definitely will dengar.. kemas rumah.. kalau malas, tak yah buat.. *who cares, i'm living by myself kan?* do some light grocery.. masak a decent but nice food.. once in a while, try new dishes.. kalau tak sedap, buang and order food.. kalau sedap, makan and hope to do it again soon for other people to taste.. lepak and lepak.. and lepak lagi till my butt hurts.. move around.. and just have a quiet day with some music.. No need to talk or entertain people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*as im writing, i'm day dreaming of how good it is*....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-4876451026028985228?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/4876451026028985228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=4876451026028985228' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4876451026028985228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4876451026028985228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wanted-to-start-off-with-my-entry-to.html' title='Taking things easy..... NOT!!'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SMOVUjKlnsI/AAAAAAAAAW0/3qfKLCyed_k/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-3260273908201926663</id><published>2008-09-01T00:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T09:14:44.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mak!!</title><content type='html'>Yeap, it's my mom's 55th birthday today *I just then realized, she's actually 56... oopss!!*.. Thought of celebrating it last night, but she said its ok and some other factors that we didn't.. Am trying to do one despite what she said.. I'll think of something for break fasting today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, it's 1st Ramadhan today.. Alhamdulillah.. But i felt the same thing about this Ramadhan with last Ramadhan.. This feeling I didn't share with anyone but Zul.. itu pun because he was there at the right moment.. Thanks Zul!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost a month.. busy busy bee i was.. I didn't get to go out with Lized, Yati, nor sesape pun laa.. Aisamuddin pun same laa.. We're out only for official work sahaja.. Obviously.. I'm working on weekdays, balik 6pm.. reach home at 640-645pm.. itu if im out of the office at 6pm which i seldom get the chance to.. weekend, OT.. or other stuff i need to go out of KL or just some stuff to do.. nonetheless, i love my job :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you pulled the "pull" tag, you'll see anonymous mentioned about me getting into an accident.. yes, i was in an accident.. *thanx for asking anonymous..* It was a normal accident.. wasn't a double flipped car accident with 4-5 cars involved laa.. Was at the fastest lane, then 2-3 cars ahead of me stopped out of sudden because her engine hitted up i think.. and naturally, i didn't get to stop properly.. and bang! hit the rear end of the car in front of me.. yes, a little bit shaky at first and was serabut half of the day.. but it was ok.. Aisamuddin, my dad and my brother in law came to help and after that was Aisamuddin.. thanx honey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weekends back, went Tapah for a camping trip with the company.. It was absolutely FANTASTIC!! It's been awhile i haven't been to any camping trip.. Got to hike for 2 hours using the natives' people route and it was definitely a dangerous one.. Waterfall was just breath taking, and on the way back, on the same route, it was raining heavily.. but still, it was the best 2 nights, 2 days camping..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, after this, i'll be doing a whole lot of homeworks; house chores and even soem work i brought back.. yes, i know i shouldn't, but i just had to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else you want to know???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-3260273908201926663?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/3260273908201926663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=3260273908201926663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3260273908201926663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3260273908201926663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-mak.html' title='Happy Birthday Mak!!'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-4389474993690364610</id><published>2008-08-09T22:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T09:23:02.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>working life</title><content type='html'>Two weeks of working experience for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week: Bored like h***.. You have nothing to do, no surfing is allowed *or more like there weren't any internet connection on my desktop* and everyone seems too busy to disturb.. Though i did ask if they have anything i could do.. the same answer: I have loads of work but they are either confidential or I need to explain to you which will take longer.. so yeah.. while smiling and continuing their job.. There was one day, i did nothing but sit and tittle tattle with this veteran colleague until the boss was quite irritated and told the old man to do his job and me? nothing.. he just left me alone with nothing to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the first week: I got to go to Gurun to visit Naza's factory and also ours.. It was definitely something different for me and exciting too.. My job there was just to understand about painting and coating process cuz I need to understand everything from scratch.. If I were given a project, that's exactly what i'll be doing.. Do a complete plan of painting and coating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second week: Big boss just came back from Hanoi, a meeting with Nissan.. If I got it right, we got the project and I'll be involve in this project.. so he gave me a booklet *thick one!!* of painting and coating requirement and manuals for us to go through and guess what, it's in Japanese!!! yes, i have to translate it!!! If only my Kanjis are that good but unfortunately, it was a h*** of a work for me.. and of course, I have other work to be done from my boss and the fact that he's going to India this week, made my work double and need to do it fast.. one thing for sure, I'm not complaining cause I'm kinda happy I have work to do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of second week: One day while I was on the desktop doing some simple drawings for some plans, my boss came to me and sat on my table and said to my other colleague and I, "aaa.. I need you guys to come this saturday to work aa.. We have some stuff need to be done" and i was like.. "WHATT!! OT on my saturday and it's only been two weeks!!" definitely, quietly thinking of that line, i smiled and said, "aaa.. until what time yerk?" and he said, "till you're done" GREAT!! Now I don't even have a time limit and I have other commitment to make.. But Alhamdulillah, with my sonic speed, i have everything done by 5pm.. woohoo!! but there goes my weekend.. Hope to have a great Sunday.. doing.. something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: I end up waking up early in the morning, bed potato-ing till 10am and updating my blog.. at least i got to update my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how it went yesterday at Oya's place.. *fyi: Oya Vandy, bukan Oya SSP :p* I heard alot went there and it would be so great to join them instead of getting stuck in my office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think about it again, I kinda like this job.. For now, I only do very small portion of engineering work but i am happy to know I will be doing more than just this in near future.. I guess, I am ready to be a career woman after all (o'-'o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-4389474993690364610?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/4389474993690364610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=4389474993690364610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4389474993690364610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4389474993690364610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/08/working-life.html' title='working life'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-665496098331789750</id><published>2008-07-28T17:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:13:54.988-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When Kambing screams "WHAT???"</title><content type='html'>no kids, kambing don't scream other than "mmbeeekk!!" *i think*.. Unless my kambing (o^,'o)v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SI5Q9nFyllI/AAAAAAAAAV8/OTfxMOEoeVw/s1600-h/Gathering08+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SI5Q9nFyllI/AAAAAAAAAV8/OTfxMOEoeVw/s320/Gathering08+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228205236819236434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost 2 months back in Malaysia.. So far so happy and life is getting better and better everyday, insyaAllah.. Got to settle some serious mattered issues and get to meet my beloved Glace again last weekend.. oh yes, definitely got to meet my dear Aisamuddin jugak *duhh!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SI3hKCbGWSI/AAAAAAAAAV0/e4lR8iW7JoI/s1600-h/DSC_0660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SI3hKCbGWSI/AAAAAAAAAV0/e4lR8iW7JoI/s320/DSC_0660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228082305012488482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the first month was a good rest but when i stepped in my 2nd months at home, I'm starting to feel bored and the urge to start work immediately.. So, mase tuh laa, i started searching for jobs dengan sangat beriye nyer.. When you apply, doesn't mean you'll get the interview.job right away.. for 2 weeks, i've been sending resumes to random companies.. but out of all company, I didn't ask for Petronas, Shell, nor Exxon.. just because i don't like O&amp;amp;G.. I thought I should make it clear since everyones been asking me about those companies.. It's typical for engineers to ask those companies but yeah... I'm not that interested..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get an interview the first week i was in Malaysia, but its a sales position.. I went and got to the 2nd interview, but i rejected it. Then, last week, on Tuesday, I got another interview, and Alhamdulillah, the Manager Director who interviewed me right on appointed me. I started working last Friday jugak as a Project Engineer.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day wasn't that bad accept I don't have any work to do.. Yes, tip one to those who just started working, bring a book to accompany you.. and if you're a fast reader, bring a thick one, or 2 books.. don't bring novels, but something knowledgeable.. you still have to give a good impression maa!! And try to make friends  laa kut.. The thing is with my department, they are all guys, and all are senior people.. they've been working for 20++ years.. But that made me feel at ease because they don't talk that much only when all of the clicks are there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of yesterday *my second day* I was already occupied with some work and the day seemed faster but lot slower than friday... why? huh, I don't really know! but i was still happy cuz then, i won't have anything to do! SO you know, this place had given me the responsibility to be THE person if they are handling with Japanese clients or Japanese speaking clients.. They wrote that specifically on my letter of appointment.. at the same time, translating manuals if available.. macam handal laaa Anis Solihah!! *blekkk (@,@) *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, my company is a company that deals with painting and coating automotive parts... itu major business laa.. ade jugak some other stuff but not as big..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no!! kene siap for work!!&lt;br /&gt;crap~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-665496098331789750?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/665496098331789750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=665496098331789750' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/665496098331789750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/665496098331789750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-kambing-screams-what.html' title='When Kambing screams &quot;WHAT???&quot;'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SI5Q9nFyllI/AAAAAAAAAV8/OTfxMOEoeVw/s72-c/Gathering08+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-8015234452182505017</id><published>2008-07-12T01:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T02:05:23.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dejavu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God had always been fair to His creation. No doubt about that. I read some books since I was back from states and  though some told something I have known, it taught me something different.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God changes those who would change themselves first *lebih kurang laa camtuh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I perceive this as it is.. we have to make a move first in order to make a change in our live.. it’s not God’s work to change it.. If we work for it, and insyaAllah, with Allah’s will, the outcome would be promising.. But what happen if we don’t? Do God just neglect us and let us be as it is? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;after reading some of the books, i realized, when we don’t work hard or if we don’t realize that we haven’t done the best, God still help us.. He gave opportunities after opportunities to change our live, to make a move about it.. And it’s up to us, to realize it ourselves.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have you ever thought why sometimes, the same thing has been happening to you, over and over again? It can be a chores that you hate to do, or a work that you were given, though sometimes you sucked at it but people still shove you with them.. and you can only sigh and say to yourself, “why am I been given this challenge again and again?” and that’s it.. some don’t give a damn about the answer.. all they know, do it as you did it before and voila, it’s out of your way.. so getting it done is settled, but how about the main point of the challenge, challenging you back? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You neglected the main point of the challenge.. to make it better, to notice that you’ve done it wrong before.. A repeated event can also means, you have done it right before and learnt something, but this time, it’s a different trade.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Giving you a simple example, teaching a boy in kinder garden to read.. for them at that time, reading is important because everyone is doing it, parents been teaching them and probably, passing the tests and quizzes at school.. next time they learn how to read in school, the kid knows, he’ll be laugh at for not knowing how to read.. and as he grows older, he understands.. if he can’t read, he will never understand what’s happening around him.. *follow, he "thought", understands*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Giving another example, a girl who was given responsibilities, one after another.. at first, she thought its an experience to brush up her leadership qualities.. the next time she got the same responsibility, she thought it was to make her learn how to communicate with fellow leaders and also followers.. By this time, she thinks she knows everything how to lead.. next, she was in a group, and this time, she wants to experience being a follower though she was offered to be a leader *again, thinks that she’s capable of being a good leader*.. later, there &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;she was, learning something from the new leader and saw, she was nothing near to a great leader.. she was merely a good one either.. she was just a normal and typical leader.. and at this point, she learnt to be humble.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I probably expended the examples too far apart but I think you know what I mean.. you thought something repeatedly happened to you must have something to do with that one trade you have.. but in actual fact, it can be that, or something you still haven’t learn in life.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Open your eyes, open your heart.. digest the happenings around you slowly… observe things around you with details.. You’ll be surprise with what you might discover.. and, with Allah’s will, you’ll learn to be a better person everyday…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"Ya Allah, i ask from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;asking for today is better than yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;asking for tomorrow is better than today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and the days after are better than the days before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;For if tomorrow is worst than today, shame on me.."&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/20681114-8015234452182505017?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/8015234452182505017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=8015234452182505017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8015234452182505017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8015234452182505017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/07/god-had-always-been-fair-to-his.html' title='dejavu?'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-8466759910072904742</id><published>2008-07-05T05:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T05:12:30.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lost idea for title</title><content type='html'>sometimes I have doubts writing about what  i do, my whereabouts and stuff.. but then again, blog is where you write about yourself.. update people who might not have time to call.email.msg just to ask "how are you? what have you been up to?" *at least that's me.. so, the only best option is to read other people's blog and you'll definitely find gossips and news.. but again.. some might be a lil bit too weird and a bit personal to write that it became the donts rule when writing a blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but some write their opinion about politics, environment, issues what not.. though some sides might not like it, but that's what you'll get when you have this virtual world, a no-borders world.. though some still get accused or threatened by their writings.. people still write things.. but is it interesting? some good writers convey great point of view but some.. where are you going from things you wrote? sometimes they are just bs without any base.. some might still think its interesting; to laugh at, at least :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what I'm trying to say... what should i write for my next entry? (o^,^o)7 *teeeheee*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-8466759910072904742?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/8466759910072904742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=8466759910072904742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8466759910072904742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8466759910072904742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/07/lost-idea-for-title.html' title='lost idea for title'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-2506879422275776088</id><published>2008-06-30T08:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T08:48:51.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For that person</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;A time to be born, and a time to die;&lt;br /&gt;A time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;&lt;br /&gt;A time to kill, and a time to heal;&lt;br /&gt;A time to break down, and time build up;&lt;br /&gt;A time to weep, and a time to laugh;&lt;br /&gt;A time to mourn, and a time to dance;&lt;br /&gt;A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;&lt;br /&gt;A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;&lt;br /&gt;A time to get, and a time to lose;&lt;br /&gt;A time to keep, and time to cast away;&lt;br /&gt;A time to rend, and a time to sew;&lt;br /&gt;A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;&lt;br /&gt;A time to love, and a time to hate;&lt;br /&gt;A time of war, and a time of peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quoted from 'Eleven Minutes' by Paulo Coelho. It was read by Ralf , as a farewell.. so Maria thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In actual fact dear, it's for the beginning of what they have already started.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-2506879422275776088?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/2506879422275776088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=2506879422275776088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2506879422275776088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2506879422275776088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-that-person.html' title='For that person'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-2679375829622105843</id><published>2008-06-28T22:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:53:44.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it hard to be yourself?</title><content type='html'>I hate when I have to be someone who I am not.. So people said I am capable of.. But what if I don't want to do it? What if I say, that's not me and I differ to change myself? Will people say "yeah, sure.. I understand?" Nop.. people think its best for me to be that person.. a whole rounder, you say? Yeah so I can do it, but doesn't mean I WILL do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like saying, I can bake the best cake ever.. but doesn't mean I'm going to bake you a cake everyday.. or I'll be a baker for that matter.. I, myself, have my own vision and things I want to do and that, is something you can't tell me not to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be me.. why can't people just accept it.. If I feel like doing it, I'll do it.. No nagging, no pecking.. Why can't I just have the freedom to do what i want without anyone judging me? Why can't I just have fun with what I decide to do? so I agree that everyone and everything that happens in this world is linked to each other.. I can't be selfish.. Then why tell me to be myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in this world can't shift as you like.. all happenings don't just happen as you like.. and time doesn't wait on you to make a history.. So I have learnt that years ago.. but for once.. why can't people around  understand and just at least, once, make a miracle for each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, why can't people just understand?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This is not a personal runt but just an issue to say out loud (o','o)v*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-2679375829622105843?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/2679375829622105843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=2679375829622105843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2679375829622105843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2679375829622105843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/06/is-it-hard-to-be-yourself.html' title='Is it hard to be yourself?'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-2635663525567059910</id><published>2008-06-23T04:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:13:55.162-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what's inside the heart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SF922G5fxYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/YEskxFbziQo/s1600-h/heart-emotion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SF922G5fxYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/YEskxFbziQo/s320/heart-emotion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215017565455107458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are times that i feel world is not fair.. who said its fair anyways? sometimes, some stuff i felt like i don't deserve them.. doesn't matter whether its good or bad.. it's not that i blame anyone, anything and definitely, am not blaming God.. for me, if it is something bad, it is something i should learn and not do it again.. if the same thing keeps on happening again and again.. not because you're born with bad luck or something superstitious like that.. it's because you haven't learn out of it.. that's why you keep on having the same problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what if you think you don't deserve something good like.. you think you don't deserve 50 bucks just because you found someone's phone *maybe yes maybe not :p* or maybe.. you think you don't deserve the bestest surprise birthday ever just because you're not the bestest person ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to feel that way.. some occasions.. and i don't like talking about it just because it feels as if I am making a big deal out of it.. but once, i told someone about this feeling.. and this person actually said something but i can't make it.. but again, it made me think.. this person said, "you might not see it because it is you they are thinking of.. and not yourself thinking of yourself.. its the same thing when people say you're bad when you think you're not that bad.." and i have to say.. it's true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then asked someone else who is much wiser than the person who told me before and even wiser than myself.. that person agreed to what the first person said.. and also added "that is because God wants to show something that you might not realize of yourself.. you didn't see that trait in yourself.. when you do something, it's about the intention of doing it.. and He gives you something in return.. you might think you don't deserve it, but that's exactly what you should get.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I'm just saying right now.. what ever you get or didn't get.. it's not because you can't or you don't.. but its because that's what you should and can get.. also.. true that what ever comes out of your mouth is a prayer, but what's inside your heart makes a big difference, not just for normal human being.. but most importantly, it makes a big difference between you and The Almighty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insyaAllah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-2635663525567059910?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/2635663525567059910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=2635663525567059910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2635663525567059910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2635663525567059910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-s-in-heart.html' title='what&apos;s inside the heart?'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SF922G5fxYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/YEskxFbziQo/s72-c/heart-emotion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-6123713428527747982</id><published>2008-06-19T09:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:13:55.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my daily routine you ask?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SFp_fHSDs_I/AAAAAAAAAVk/JqwSslHmXaY/s1600-h/maid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SFp_fHSDs_I/AAAAAAAAAVk/JqwSslHmXaY/s320/maid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213619691142231026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i could say what a normal house guardian do; do the laundry, do the dishes, do everything and even sometimes, baby sit my nephews and nieces.. well.. boleh laaa~ :D when i still don't have internet connection at home, i would visit my sister and tumpang her wireless at her place.. at the same time, i'll baby sit the kids laaa *hehe* and sometimes, i went to putrajaya to my other sister's place to baby sit HER.. yes my older sister.. *teehee* well, her husband is not around, so she said it would be great if I could be there with her.. being a nice sister *pfft!!*, I stayed with her and at the same time.. Internet connection!! *hehehe* Now that I have it at my home, in my own room, I don't need to go out anymore.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am almost bored to death, I am still reluctant to find a job.. Yeah I've started to search for it but at the same time, already started rejecting them.. *ahaha* my reason?? My working outfits are not here yet.. *hahah!!* like that's a good reason huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note, I am waiting for someone to come back.. so, if I start working, it would be hard for me to meet him ey?? :p yes a very lame reason but a good one too.. betul whatt!!! *tsk tsk tsk to myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. busy2.. need to go do some workkk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-6123713428527747982?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/6123713428527747982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=6123713428527747982' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/6123713428527747982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/6123713428527747982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-daily-routine-you-ask.html' title='my daily routine you ask?'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SFp_fHSDs_I/AAAAAAAAAVk/JqwSslHmXaY/s72-c/maid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-3829358228673593651</id><published>2008-06-09T22:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:13:56.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome home</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the long pause people.. tak bermaksud.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah i'm back in Malaysia already.. It's always good to be back regardless the weather and the people.. :p going back this time is definitely different.. the feeling is definitely different.. the environment too.. it is definitely something i don't want to go through again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once touched down, the excitement came right through my whole body.. especially to think that i'll be meeting my new niece and nephew.. well.. not new per se, but new laa jugak for me.. meeting everyone also means leaving my "old family" for the past four years.. it was definitely sad.. some of us can't even hold back the tears.. yeap.. i guess.. despite the physical look that we're not close and a bit distance.. we are close to heart.. the friendship we thought we didn't have is actually there all along.. the tears and sadness were the proof..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SE4CzeQOv0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/2aib4dLAdj0/s1600-h/WelcomeHome+026+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SE4CzeQOv0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/2aib4dLAdj0/s320/WelcomeHome+026+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210104902231965506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. a week in malaysia is not enough to learn all new sort of things about current malaysians.. somewhat happy to know about.. but mostly shocking things about these denizens.. they've grown "smarter", "braver" and crazier.. tell me about Islam being the national religion.. no wonder we're changing it to Islam Hadari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and tell you all about Malaysia kini... im getting cultural-shock more here in malaysia than in the states.. I guess, we've been exposed to western culture that we've expected it.. I'm definitely not ready with what I'm hearing now about malaysians though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, sooner or later.. this will come anyways.. Im just complaining because im not ready for it.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-3829358228673593651?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/3829358228673593651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=3829358228673593651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3829358228673593651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3829358228673593651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/06/welcome-home.html' title='welcome home'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SE4CzeQOv0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/2aib4dLAdj0/s72-c/WelcomeHome+026+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-5508883487502647043</id><published>2008-05-18T10:56:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:13:56.201-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It pisses me off</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SDBZj7FPNFI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CwWMq2RQPIE/s1600-h/down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SDBZj7FPNFI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CwWMq2RQPIE/s200/down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201756043302876242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pisses me off the most when people become so depressed about themselves not being able to do something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pisses me off when people look down on themselves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just pathetic.. who else should have the confidence in you than yourselves? At least the first person to have the confident is you yourself.. isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some do not have that high of confidence.. We are not perfect people.. we are born with flaws anyways.. It gives us space to be humble and to correct our mistakes.. But bragging about your weakness is not a good idea.. I hate it when people tell me "oh, i can't do that.. it's just impossible" Being a normal person, I'd say  "you can.. try it out first.. You'll never know.. you might even be born for it" if that person keeps on denying and keeps on waving that white flag... oh God help me to be patient or i'll just get angry.. seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geram tau~! you come to me to say something you're bad at, for what? do you want me to agree to what you said or do you want me to give you support? I just can't deal with people who accepts failure even before trying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what pisses me off the most when it comes to this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who give alasan bertubi-tubi.. one alasan after another.. Ya Allah... rase nak cepuk jer sorang-sorang.. stop giving alasan and just do it will ya?? You have to try it out first and then, you know whether you can do it or it's just not your forte.. But please!!! don't retreat before going to war..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else pisses me off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. I hate quarreling, war and fights.. Just because I know I am very good at it and am not proud of it.. Therefore, I've taught myself to keep it and bersabar.. I can be quite violent and do have a bit of angry management.. Dulu2.. since I'm in high school, I know I can't be and I know I don't want to.. Though someone triggered  me once.. *urghh* no no... don't want to go there dahh.. horrible horrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enuf with this.. I can go on with this list but this is one of those thats been bugging me lately.. It's all about patient..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yoga pose*&lt;br /&gt;hummmmmm~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-5508883487502647043?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/5508883487502647043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=5508883487502647043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5508883487502647043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5508883487502647043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-pisses-me-off.html' title='It pisses me off'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SDBZj7FPNFI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CwWMq2RQPIE/s72-c/down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-6975620676523844220</id><published>2008-05-16T09:04:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:13:57.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>graduation and all the shabangs II</title><content type='html'>I didn't get to show you what i got for graduation!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Oya, Nad, Awatif, Zuljoe *eibeb*, Amelia, Noel for the graduation presents.. and special thank you to Aisamuddin for yours too.. Especially when I broke one of his presents  /(oT.To)\ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sebab tuh kene ade special thank you :p*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days before commencement, I received an unexpected parcel.. I don't remember buying anything.. regardless, I went to pick it up.. I was so shocked to see the bracelet.. and it's so exotic too!! Aisamuddin showed me this bracelet before and i thought it was beautiful.. But to see it in my hand was better.. Unfortunately, I only got to wear it like.. 30 minutes before I carelessly dropped it while walking and broke it into half.. It's made out of wood kut.. and I was walking laju ke ape.. I have no idea but it did break into two.. And I was on my way to commencement!! *darn~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SC2XirFPNBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/n7kb7DC_dMA/s1600-h/Commencement+Day+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SC2XirFPNBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/n7kb7DC_dMA/s320/Commencement+Day+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200979766618829842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 2 days after, I received another parcel.. this time.. I thought i knew but when i got another notification of another parcel.. i'm  not sure what to think of.. Again, went to pick it up.. and there it was, a green-brown box with "Pro-flower" written on it.. Damn i was excited!! (o^,^o) It was a bouquet of irises.. they were still buds of unknown flower for me when first received it.. after 2 days, it bloomed and i got to know laaa.. They are awesome!! I am not a fan of flowers except tulips.. but someone proved I can like flowers than just tulips.. *hehe* The color of deep purple is marvelous! It's bold and some what elegant at the same time.. don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Aisamuddin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SC2Wq7FPM_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/QS7mNLbd1-c/s1600-h/Fishing+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SC2Wq7FPM_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/QS7mNLbd1-c/s200/Fishing+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200978808841122802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day itself, I got the MSAV flowers ..  carnations to be precise.. They are cute and soooo easy to take care of :p unlike the irises.. they don't need food to live longer.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SC2Xj7FPNDI/AAAAAAAAAU8/wDGKrXEU8U8/s1600-h/Fishing+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SC2Xj7FPNDI/AAAAAAAAAU8/wDGKrXEU8U8/s320/Fishing+050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200979788093666354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, my favorites; TULIPS!! don't you think they are just more than  pretty tulips? They give so much  more than just what they look like.. the colors are so radiant and bright.. you can't stop yourself from smiling when looking at it.. Oya, Nad and Awatif got me the white-pink tulips and Zuljoe got me the mix tulips.. Nih buat aku sayang lagi korang nih!! :D oh and thanks Watip for the card too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks kiddos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SC2XjbFPNCI/AAAAAAAAAU0/g1uIggcYmRs/s1600-h/Fishing+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SC2XjbFPNCI/AAAAAAAAAU0/g1uIggcYmRs/s320/Fishing+048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200979779503731746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got to know Amelia.. She's working in Opry Mills, one of  malaysian's favorite spot to shop *slain Wal-mart :p* But she's so nice and very friendly.. I invited her to Vandy so that she could feel more at home  cause she's not that far from  us pun but far from Malaysia..  But I never asked for anything from her ..  the next day after commencement, she wanted to see me and wanted to give me something.. I was flattered but segan at the same time.. I love stuff from bath and body wash!! They are soo good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Amelia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SC2XkLFPNEI/AAAAAAAAAVE/rO5aJMWjRes/s1600-h/Fishing+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SC2XkLFPNEI/AAAAAAAAAVE/rO5aJMWjRes/s320/Fishing+046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200979792388633666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, you've known this from my past entry.. Noel gave me these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SC2WrrFPNAI/AAAAAAAAAUk/iFgiI47SxGQ/s1600-h/Rites+of+Spring+1+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SC2WrrFPNAI/AAAAAAAAAUk/iFgiI47SxGQ/s200/Rites+of+Spring+1+027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200978821726024706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy to received these presents and wishes from every one.. Glace, family and friends.. Thank you so much.. thank you for being there for me when i'm under pressure.. thanks for giving me moral support..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks, thank you, thank you very much (o','o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-6975620676523844220?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/6975620676523844220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=6975620676523844220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/6975620676523844220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/6975620676523844220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/05/graduation-and-all-shabangs-ii.html' title='graduation and all the shabangs II'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SC2XirFPNBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/n7kb7DC_dMA/s72-c/Commencement+Day+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-3528065264062230013</id><published>2008-05-13T15:12:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:13:59.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation and all the shabangs</title><content type='html'>I know this story macam dah basi but i still want to write everything about it.. well.. almost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.. 2 days before the big day.. Like every year.. the sophomores were busy organizing the farewell party for the seniors.. This year.. it was way different from what we had before.. the theme was Red Carpet and everyone dressed as if they are the star of the night.. Obviously, the seniors wore nothing but fabulous and remarkable clothes.. Though there were Best Dress Award for us.. its not that we're aiming for it but excitement of dressing up as the stars of the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCn817FPMwI/AAAAAAAAASk/n0YYfbLM67U/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+2008+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCn817FPMwI/AAAAAAAAASk/n0YYfbLM67U/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+2008+085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199965248098874114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCn9ALFPMxI/AAAAAAAAASs/ismbPD6ZZqs/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+2008+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCn9ALFPMxI/AAAAAAAAASs/ismbPD6ZZqs/s200/Senior+Farewell+Party+2008+097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199965424192533266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCn6QLFPMuI/AAAAAAAAASU/lzm3Pkjr6ic/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+2008+095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCn6QLFPMuI/AAAAAAAAASU/lzm3Pkjr6ic/s200/Senior+Farewell+Party+2008+095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199962400535556834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were driven, welcomed and ushered like stars i tell ya! Then there was the red carpet entrance.. with all the paparazzis', we can't stop smiling and even posing.. feeding their cameras with super stars poses :p It was the best night ever.. We thought it was going to be grand but not extravagant.. especially when we think we don't deserve it as much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoBuLFPM0I/AAAAAAAAATE/db4TOd5KfDk/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+2008+449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoBuLFPM0I/AAAAAAAAATE/db4TOd5KfDk/s200/Senior+Farewell+Party+2008+449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199970612513026882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night went on with buffet dinner, karaoke, and some other fun stuff.. The sophomores also gave us 3 cute cupcakes with our.. err.. i could say initials on it.. That was when I was touched the most.. then it was slideshow presentation.. It was so sweet and hilarious to see our old pictures.. takde laa that old but.. 4 years ago.. that's long enough.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the greatest party ever! We had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCn9I7FPMyI/AAAAAAAAAS0/d7ieqlX2Vv0/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+2008+688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCn9I7FPMyI/AAAAAAAAAS0/d7ieqlX2Vv0/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+2008+688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199965574516388642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On May 9th.. Me and other 21 comrades are officially done with our college years.. I finally graduated with Bachelor of Engineering *mechanical* and Mathematics.. Alhamdulillah! It was a mix of feelings alright.. Happy.. sad.. excited.. scared.. everything! Once my name was being called..  I felt a rush of excitement and to walk with the booklet, and cert inside with your name.. wow.. Bangat happy laa wa cakap lu!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoDlLFPM3I/AAAAAAAAATc/wvyhUvy8uyA/s1600-h/Commencement+Day+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoDlLFPM3I/AAAAAAAAATc/wvyhUvy8uyA/s200/Commencement+Day+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199972656917459826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoDRbFPM1I/AAAAAAAAATM/KEmIor2FS_E/s1600-h/Commencement+Day+253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoDRbFPM1I/AAAAAAAAATM/KEmIor2FS_E/s200/Commencement+Day+253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199972317615043410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing was on Alumni Lawn.. yes, an open lawn.. Alhamdulillah the weather was great though it was quite hot as the sun shifted.. but the cold wind balanced it out.. To be sitting with other graduating seniors wearing in black robes was a bit nerve recking.. i don't have any reason to that though.. as i walk to the stage and on it to Chancellor Zeppos.. that was the most exciting moment.. I can hear the Malaysians shouting.. and my other friends shouting my name out loud.. It was the best feeling ever... Yet no one actually caught my picture on the stage.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoD6LFPM4I/AAAAAAAAATk/2D6CMeWxZG4/s1600-h/Commencement+Day+324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoD6LFPM4I/AAAAAAAAATk/2D6CMeWxZG4/s200/Commencement+Day+324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199973017694712706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That day went on with tonnes of picture takings.. Definitely with some of my bestest people in Vandy.. I'll start with Zuljoe.. he's too nice to me that i have no words to say how i appreciate it alot! and he gave my favorite; tulips!! Qayyum.. I can't hold myself from not posting this picture.. just because.. you look so much like your dad laa weyh! *hahha* ok.. prolly a much more handsome version of him.. *winks* Then it was the whole clan of my favorite kiddos.. and they also gave tulips!!! They were so pretty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoEfLFPM5I/AAAAAAAAATs/lljYLOOyy6s/s1600-h/Commencement+Day+338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoEfLFPM5I/AAAAAAAAATs/lljYLOOyy6s/s200/Commencement+Day+338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199973653349872530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoEf7FPM6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/GDK8jgl8Gk8/s1600-h/Commencement+Day+299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoEf7FPM6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/GDK8jgl8Gk8/s200/Commencement+Day+299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199973666234774434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then it was us.. lately, we're so close and taking a picture together is a must..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoFOLFPM7I/AAAAAAAAAT8/sEGatyTgeuQ/s1600-h/Commencement+188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoFOLFPM7I/AAAAAAAAAT8/sEGatyTgeuQ/s200/Commencement+188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199974460803724210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I then treat myself with Strawberries at strawberry and champagne event.. I heard some say, the strawberries were specially ordered and taken care of for this event every year.. No wonder they were humongous and extremely delicious! Then, I was off to FGH to take a picture with Doctor Veillette.. he's our Dean so to say.. no.. associate dean.. *hehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day is not over yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we had our last farewell dinner, but this time, its with the parents.. Its more of a formal dinner and the sophomores.. again, presented us with another slideshow.. it was so nice and well done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was one of the best time ever in my life and I am definitely not planning to forget it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoIn7FPM-I/AAAAAAAAAUU/-VCs48ssN3c/s1600-h/Congratz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCoIn7FPM-I/AAAAAAAAAUU/-VCs48ssN3c/s400/Congratz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199978201720239074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have too many pictures to post.. enough for now.. i've posted some on flickr  (o^,'o)*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-3528065264062230013?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/3528065264062230013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=3528065264062230013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3528065264062230013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3528065264062230013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/05/graduation-and-all-shabangs.html' title='Graduation and all the shabangs'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCn817FPMwI/AAAAAAAAASk/n0YYfbLM67U/s72-c/Senior+Farewell+Party+2008+085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-9150598923280516751</id><published>2008-05-10T10:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:13:59.374-06:00</updated><title type='text'>alhamdulillah..</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah, I've graduated~ woohoo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCXGhNgTKQI/AAAAAAAAARw/VtbYVyOtE9Q/s1600-h/Commencement+Day+255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCXGhNgTKQI/AAAAAAAAARw/VtbYVyOtE9Q/s200/Commencement+Day+255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198779618732222722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update later when I'm a bit free.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-9150598923280516751?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/9150598923280516751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=9150598923280516751' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/9150598923280516751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/9150598923280516751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/05/alhamdulillah.html' title='alhamdulillah..'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SCXGhNgTKQI/AAAAAAAAARw/VtbYVyOtE9Q/s72-c/Commencement+Day+255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-1558285465866340777</id><published>2008-05-03T16:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:01.309-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last mctyiere dinner</title><content type='html'>So we went out again for dinner.. This time we went to one of our favorite places to eat.. no more potluck :)&lt;br /&gt;This time we had bigger group.. It was like always; loud and loads of happiness and love.. *hahaha* we really did!! I mean we can just talk anything from serious issue to very pervert stories!! I mean it!! and yes! in front of those delicious food we ate.. :p  Almost all of us are graduating and going back to where we belong.. It was a mix of feelings; sad, happy, excited and everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SBzfceoVuWI/AAAAAAAAARA/jd47RIBOU6E/s1600-h/Last+Dinner+McT+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SBzfceoVuWI/AAAAAAAAARA/jd47RIBOU6E/s200/Last+Dinner+McT+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196273750430300514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are so fun to be with and never failed to make me entertain all the time.. Emily was also like a sister.cousin.best-american-girlfriend you could ever want... Kri is soo fun!!! she's a bit coo-coo :) and that's why i love her so much.. we didn't hang out as much but we always met on our way to class and stuff.. so it was good enuf.. As of plans after graduation.. Emily is... *what is she going to do after graduation??* I think she's trying to get a job.. Kristen, she's going to Korea to teach English.. And promised to visit me in Malaysia.. *weeeee!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SBzfc-oVuXI/AAAAAAAAARI/0rCshQkiT_A/s1600-h/Last+Dinner+McT+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SBzfc-oVuXI/AAAAAAAAARI/0rCshQkiT_A/s200/Last+Dinner+McT+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196273759020235122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun-drey is like a little brother to me sometimes... he might look big and strong but he has a very kind and gentle personality.. He's also so fun to be with and will never want to make you look sad, what else make u cry.. After graduation, he's also trying to get a job somewhere and probably continue grad school somewhere.. As of Aasritha, she's not graduating yet but she's going to Japan!! isn't that cool!!! its an exchange.study-abroad program and it will definitely be a blast for her.. She was a bit sad that day.. I mean, all her friends are graduating.. Obviously she would be upset.. but at least she got to be in Japan for a semester and just a semester to go for her graduation.. I'll miss her the most i think... She's so kind and caring to me.. how could i ever forget about her!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SBzfdeoVuZI/AAAAAAAAARY/oVuEmsXR8pc/s1600-h/Last+Dinner+McT+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SBzfdeoVuZI/AAAAAAAAARY/oVuEmsXR8pc/s200/Last+Dinner+McT+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196273767610169746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuljoe had been so extremely kind to me.. in comparison to what i've done to him.. aa.. let me check.. nothing??? *hahaha* it was a great thing that at least i know  he had fun in McT cuz i was the one who kept on bragging about McT and how fun  to stay there and yada yada.. Ritsuko will be going back to Japan in a week time if i'm not mistaken.. she's staying for her boyfriend's commencement and off she go.. i'll miss her too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SBzfdOoVuYI/AAAAAAAAARQ/QaTH3VUN0ck/s1600-h/Last+Dinner+McT+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SBzfdOoVuYI/AAAAAAAAARQ/QaTH3VUN0ck/s200/Last+Dinner+McT+014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196273763315202434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day after, Aasritha called me and asked if I could meet her for a few minutes.. I was on my way out to buy boxes, so i got to stop by her place.. she had me an early birthday + graduation present.. And it's so lovely!!! I like it!! I do believe in arometherapy and to get a pretty one is just so sweet... How could I not feel touched??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Aa-chan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SBzffuoVuaI/AAAAAAAAARg/Ec5J1wxZNMk/s1600-h/Last+Dinner+McT+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SBzffuoVuaI/AAAAAAAAARg/Ec5J1wxZNMk/s200/Last+Dinner+McT+040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196273806264875426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-1558285465866340777?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/1558285465866340777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=1558285465866340777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1558285465866340777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1558285465866340777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-mctyiere-dinner.html' title='Last mctyiere dinner'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SBzfceoVuWI/AAAAAAAAARA/jd47RIBOU6E/s72-c/Last+Dinner+McT+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-2561021718484110113</id><published>2008-04-28T11:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:01.408-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic attack!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SBX2GuoVuVI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JlUXMurA1cQ/s1600-h/mycartoon+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SBX2GuoVuVI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JlUXMurA1cQ/s320/mycartoon+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194328340698610002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudden panic attack!!&lt;br /&gt;doushiyoooo??&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/20681114-2561021718484110113?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/2561021718484110113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=2561021718484110113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2561021718484110113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2561021718484110113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/04/panic-attack.html' title='Panic attack!!'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SBX2GuoVuVI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JlUXMurA1cQ/s72-c/mycartoon+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-5071418760009803845</id><published>2008-04-22T23:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:01.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm done!!</title><content type='html'>Though i'm left with one more final,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SA65quoVuUI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qiEIIH1d0sc/s1600-h/Senior+Design+Day+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SA65quoVuUI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qiEIIH1d0sc/s320/Senior+Design+Day+015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192291564127631682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm done!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-5071418760009803845?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/5071418760009803845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=5071418760009803845' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5071418760009803845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5071418760009803845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-done.html' title='I&apos;m done!!'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SA65quoVuUI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qiEIIH1d0sc/s72-c/Senior+Design+Day+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-6187102626837934469</id><published>2008-04-21T04:52:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:02.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely one of my best...</title><content type='html'>Rites of Spring was generally sweet...~ Though I didn't get to watch Feist that close, it was still the greatest considering I am a fan of hers.. Colbie Caillat is HOT!!! she's definitely my definition of hot.. and the drummer too :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall we start from Friday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAxljZkdYvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/d4efKR3SFv0/s1600-h/Rites+of+Spring+1+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAxljZkdYvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/d4efKR3SFv0/s200/Rites+of+Spring+1+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191636129284973298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was raining.. not that heavy but it did make some people skipped their Friday Rites.. I don't have an umbrella but i did tumpang under Jurai's or Myn's.. but since it's kinda, uncomfortable.. I decided to play in the rain.. It's been awhile and I did have fun =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Cupid... He's so fun!! He's for me a very goof performer, just because he interacts with us.. He has some sense of humor, and the songs were awesome.. Obviously he sang Cupid shuffle and all of us can't stop ourselves from dancing to his singing.. Thanks to tinikling, I know the steps to Cupid Shuffle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAxocpkdYwI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Q_JldpcaZGM/s1600-h/DSC06879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAxocpkdYwI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Q_JldpcaZGM/s200/DSC06879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191639311855739650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next was Colbie Caillat.. Like I said, she's so hot!! though some say she's.. a bit chubby.plump, i still think she's so hot!! And yeah, the drummer's hot too!! :p She did a good job singing live and she gave a great performance.. some say, she gave a very warm vibe that made people love her.. charm i could say.. probably.. she was kinda humble by sight.. oh oh!! obviously it was raining while she's performing.. the rain and the wind made her look more gorgeous and pretty!! loved it!! *can i be that hot??? pleaseeeeee!!!!* (o^.^o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't stay for Spoon, though people said it was the best of the night.. just because, i'm tired and cold at the same time.. I'm definitely.totally soaked by then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAxrdpkdYxI/AAAAAAAAAQI/5vB-94rmLos/s1600-h/DSC06908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAxrdpkdYxI/AAAAAAAAAQI/5vB-94rmLos/s200/DSC06908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191642627570492178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, it was kinda cold during the day but thank god it wasn't raining.. i don't feel like getting soak again.. we went there at 2215 because Feist starts at 2245.. but we had to line up for 45 minutes!!! how crazy is that?? it would have been faster if those drunk.wanna-get-drunk people lined up in the BYOB line.. it was only 10 minutes, after they're out of the line.. *sheessh!!* by then, Feist sang a whole lot of her good songs.. of course i still got to listen from the line but obviously I want to take her picture up front..Thanks to Cammoe, he snapped some nice pictures of her... But again, she sang so good!!! Even the sea lion song sounds great live.. FYI: I hate that sea lion song just because i think it's annoying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, the main attraction was Lil Jon.. am not a fan of him.. but since we're only there for 20-30 minutes  of Feist.. we probably want to stay there a bit and just watch Lil Jon... When he came out, people  started to get wild and crunk-ed up.. I didn't know it was a public  event too, so you can see high schoolers and some random adults :p.. They were so rude!! they smoked in the crowd, they even smoked weed in the crowd!! I was so surprised felt sick immediately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAxtj5kdYyI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/4ZXfExSBD4U/s1600-h/DSC06939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAxtj5kdYyI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/4ZXfExSBD4U/s200/DSC06939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191644933967930146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Jon's songs were a bit.. heavy for me.. It is crunk.hiphop style anyways.. but very club-ish songs.. so people started to jump, hands in the air.. getting drunk... it was crazy.. wasn't the best for me though.. But again, he was.. nice.sweet.good person in a way.. just because, he had fun entertaining us and performed more than he should.. Even he was cut by his manager.teammates *whateva they call themselves* he was kinda sad, from his face and body language but he needs to listen to his people i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a great experience.. though there were some incidents that i would not want to see.experience.be apart of, it was still nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAxut5kdYzI/AAAAAAAAAQY/SjdGThENkbw/s1600-h/DSC06952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAxut5kdYzI/AAAAAAAAAQY/SjdGThENkbw/s200/DSC06952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191646205278249778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, yesterday *sunday*, my Mctyiere friends invited me for dinner.. it should have been a potluck but it was kinda last minute, so I didn't get to prepare anything... There were Indian food, and also tomyam and fried crab, courtesy of Aasritha and Zuljoe.. of course, Emily and Drey baked cookies and Ritsuko made salad..I don't remember what Christie did but its fine.. :) yeah, i basically came, sat and dig in :p The food were delicious!! It's been awhile since i last hanged out with them and it just added to my wonderful weekend.. I had backache for the whole day, and Emily did a good job massaging.. It was sooo good that I could sleep right there and then.. then, after dinner, Zuljoe and Aasritha have their own surprise event.. They brought in a cake, and switched off the lights, leaving on the "romantic" lights on.. They planned on a super early birthday surprise for me.. How sweet is that???? It was definitely a shock.. I mean, I don't usually get surprises that often and this was definitely one I will remember forever!! They also fed me the cake, indian style.. At least, that's what Aasritha said.. So, i had to take 6 bites of cake, and I was sooo full by then!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love 'em so much.. Definitely will miss them big time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAxzEpkdY1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/-DFOSL_7QAc/s1600-h/Photo-0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAxzEpkdY1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/-DFOSL_7QAc/s200/Photo-0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191650994166784850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-6187102626837934469?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/6187102626837934469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=6187102626837934469' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/6187102626837934469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/6187102626837934469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/04/definitely-one-of-my-best.html' title='Definitely one of my best...'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAxljZkdYvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/d4efKR3SFv0/s72-c/Rites+of+Spring+1+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-8131257723988981419</id><published>2008-04-19T15:33:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:03.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>after shock surprise</title><content type='html'>I wasn't that composed for few days just because of the shock, the stress and all that might contribute to my ego and self-confidence.. *whatever that means* i was hoping to get a really good weekend, and just get a real sweet time composing myself.. yet, my composing days so to say came earlier than i thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been postponing my dinner with Noel, Syaf and Zuljoe for awhile now.. though i have a final on Thursday, I couldn't turn them down again.. So we went to Kobe Restaurant.. a hibachi-style cooking restaurant.. basically its the hot plate kinda cooking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAqgm5kdYtI/AAAAAAAAAPo/d9xaAWE5FS0/s1600-h/First+time+at+Kobe+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAqgm5kdYtI/AAAAAAAAAPo/d9xaAWE5FS0/s200/First+time+at+Kobe+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191138110647132882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was... okeihh~~ but heck its one expensive food!! but to think about it again, the price includes shrimp appetizer, green tea, salad, soup, rice/fried rice, entree, sorbet/ice cream... it was something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we *syaf, zuljoe and i* were late but noel reserved and already waiting for us there at 8pm.. though there's no line or anything like that during the weekdays :) i was surprised by a graduation gift from Noel.. I didn't expect he's going to get me anything.. Just because.. he doesn't have to.. And he even treated me for the dinner we had.. I felt so happy and touched i guess.. And I was happy with the gift and card too.. It really helped me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAqiJZkdYuI/AAAAAAAAAPw/trG1urpJKUo/s1600-h/Rites+of+Spring+1+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAqiJZkdYuI/AAAAAAAAAPw/trG1urpJKUo/s200/Rites+of+Spring+1+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191139802864247522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a frame with our pictures during spring break.. we had fun.. yeap.. we did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm not sure if Noel reads this, but i just have to say this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Noel!!!! \(o'-'o)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next rejuvenating thing happened to me.. Its Rites of Spring weekend!! oh yeah!! basically, there's bunch of good, great and awesome singers performing.. and this year.. *I shall only list the awesome singers ;p* Cupid, Colbie Caillat, Feist and Lil Jon.. BUT!! I'm not writing about it yet.. later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now.. the best surprise ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A news from him!! *weeeeeee!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-8131257723988981419?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/8131257723988981419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=8131257723988981419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8131257723988981419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8131257723988981419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/04/after-shock-surprise.html' title='after shock surprise'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAqgm5kdYtI/AAAAAAAAAPo/d9xaAWE5FS0/s72-c/First+time+at+Kobe+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-1438984155627607782</id><published>2008-04-15T20:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:03.852-06:00</updated><title type='text'>shock of the day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAVXpWUYj1I/AAAAAAAAAPg/fTssfjggOas/s1600-h/bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAVXpWUYj1I/AAAAAAAAAPg/fTssfjggOas/s320/bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189650513491693394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today and everything seems hard.. It was hard to wake up and go to class.. it was hard to concentrate in class.. it was hard to walk.. and i was sooo malas today.. and then, came the shock of the day.. he's leaving for work in Thailand.. 1week? nope.. 2 weeks? nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind at all.. i mean, he's still half way around the world but it was.. like i said.. a shock.. he only told me few hours before going.. he himself knew only that evening.. it took me sometime to absorb the fact that, i still can't see him once i'm back in malaysia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's for his own good.. this is his first job as a NDT *non destructive testing* technician.. google it if you want to know more :p and a good start for him to start his career as one.. good for him.. Alhamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.. this entry doesn't seem like my usual entry.. i think.. but i just feel like sharing.. sorry if you don't feel like sharing this with me... (o'.'o)v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that.. design day is next week.. finals around the corner.. then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduation.. *woww..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait.. im ready for all this to be over with.. done with.. adios.. :p of course, i still have GRE to think about *which i don't even care to think of yet*, work to look for.. and some other personal stuff that need to be done.. true the study weight if off the shoulder, but there are more responsibilities to think of... you might knew it already or you will one day... (o'-'o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-1438984155627607782?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/1438984155627607782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=1438984155627607782' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1438984155627607782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1438984155627607782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/04/shock-of-day.html' title='shock of the day..'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SAVXpWUYj1I/AAAAAAAAAPg/fTssfjggOas/s72-c/bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-1052476167092847046</id><published>2008-04-03T15:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:04.018-06:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>i'm tired.. i want to sleep.. but i can't... its not bcz of the coffee i am drinking.. definitely not.. but i just don't want to take an evening nap :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat.. but i am too tired to cook.. kitchen also looks empty.. maybe i should go to walmart and buy some stuff.. can someone bring me there? cuz i'm too lazy to drive.. too lazy that some forgot i could drive :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to do my work.. its half done.. i just need another half to get it done.. but procrastination comes and decided to keep me company for awhile.. and i just can't say no to it :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna talk to someone.. but buying calling card is such a hassle to me and calling someone around me... aaa... no one seems interesting for me to talk to.. waahh!! sangat blunt~! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otak saya serabut laaa!!!! camne????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.. i need sun... i need sun to make me smile again and know its going to be a great day again.. i want my old friends to comfort me like they always do.. im just waiting for myself to either erupt or would just melt in.. i'm not looking forward for both to happen.. i want to do something fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do something fun!!!! wait... *pffftt!!!* its already weekend for me!!!! yayy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i forget that fact??? *melompat2 smpi penat..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R_VGzbfup2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/2wkioPKdLAg/s1600-h/P3040098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R_VGzbfup2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/2wkioPKdLAg/s400/P3040098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185128395355105122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-1052476167092847046?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/1052476167092847046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=1052476167092847046' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1052476167092847046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1052476167092847046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/04/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R_VGzbfup2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/2wkioPKdLAg/s72-c/P3040098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7232611969439401856</id><published>2008-04-02T06:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T07:16:08.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter title here</title><content type='html'>Writing with the first sunlight shone on my face.... adeyhh.. pedih mate.. *tutup blind..tutup  blind...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still the best view of the day (o,"o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Jurai said in her latest blog, everyone's started to write about something happy again.. heh.. actually, i didn't know at all about this emo.mad.controversial entries people been writing.. seems like i've read about it but never actually checked on the comments.. oh well, good that people are happy again.. cuz its SPRING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spring should be about happiness and bubbliness.. just like the sun shining on my face now..*blind nih tak jalan laa.. ade gap jugakk*.. though you'll squint to it, but you can't hide the happiness in you by smiling while squinting.. (o~.~o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entry mengarut di pagi hari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduating in 36 days and yeah... I'm starting to feel sadder and sadder everyday.. as much as I know, insyaAllah, i'll be back.. anything can happen.. plus, I won't have my friends with me.. it would definitely give a different environment.. oh well, that's another chapter of my life to experience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm planning to make this last month a great experience and no drama.. yeah.. i have my own drama in life.. i hate myself for being emo sometimes... but i can't help myself when you have tonnes of work to be done.. *of course, i procrastinate jugakk :p* and the slightest lame joke will make things worst.. i'll go "what theee... ntah pape.. buat aa lawak best sket.. nih buat lawak buat lagi tensen jerrr" or so i say in my head.. that's when i'll make faces and would just walk away.. *hahaha* gosh, can't believe i'm writing this for the public to read :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to feel i'm a lame writer.. i've always been.. i'm not good at story telling though i've won story telling competitions *but itu mase im what.. 6,7 years old?? plus, ade significant ke? :p* i'm not a joker cuz im a serious and logic person.. * i wish :p* well, most of the time that is.. i'm not any kind of entertainer.. but at the same time, i'm not that VERY serious cuz i'm also not good with factual.uptodate.inspiring writing either... that left me with.. a LAME writer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sangat pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i've thought of quitting.. but i enjoy blabbering random stuff.. very random? im not sure.. probably a bit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sparks in my head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, why aren't people writing in my tag board?? i am so going to take it out if no one is writing on it anymore.. such a waste man!! *buat2 emo :p*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7232611969439401856?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7232611969439401856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7232611969439401856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7232611969439401856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7232611969439401856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/04/enter-title-here.html' title='Enter title here'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-8214629863960455564</id><published>2008-03-24T13:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T14:14:56.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just feeling like..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* Because i think the entry was too lame, i deleted it..  :p *&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/20681114-8214629863960455564?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/8214629863960455564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=8214629863960455564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8214629863960455564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/8214629863960455564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-feeling-like.html' title='Just feeling like..'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-5486739647225998660</id><published>2008-03-18T12:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:04.201-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The worst in me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man needs what's worst in him in order to achieve what's best in him"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've read this once but I came through this quote again while reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Devil and Miss Prym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I never had a deep thought about it and this time.. it hits me.. in a way, it is true.. It can be anything bad about oneself that could bring out the good point of it... Giving an example, when you're a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;big spender&lt;/span&gt;.. you're wasting money as if money roots in your pockets.. But realizing that you're a super spender, you surely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;save&lt;/span&gt; your money or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;harder&lt;/span&gt; to earn more money.. Which ever that satisfies you.. or maybe, you'll bring out the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;patience&lt;/span&gt; in you when your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lust&lt;/span&gt; for handbags begs you to buy a Prada handbag you're holding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;worst experience&lt;/span&gt; also teaches you to be a better person.. An experience of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;losing the most precious&lt;/span&gt; thing in your life.. The experience of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hardship&lt;/span&gt; to get something done.. The experience of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;failing&lt;/span&gt; in things you do.. Everything.. You'll learn to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;go through&lt;/span&gt; the hardship rather than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;running away&lt;/span&gt; from it.. You'll learn to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;face it &lt;/span&gt;rather than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;going over it&lt;/span&gt;.. You need memories in the past to remind you of things you might face in the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R-BAWnEwi7I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/b50fM92klmQ/s1600-h/happy+and+sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R-BAWnEwi7I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/b50fM92klmQ/s320/happy+and+sad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179210328666311602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking the cons of it.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;, you have to learn it the hard way..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; YES&lt;/span&gt;, you have to deal with it to earn it.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;, you have swallow it even if its a fruit of thorns.. But if that is what needed for us to learn an important point of life.. Just bare with.. He knows what is best for you anyways.. God has His own way of making each and every one of us live as fair as the others.. rich people might look happy with money.. but they probably had the worst hardship ever to gain what they have now.. the poorest guy might look desperate for food but he might be the happiest guy in the world with his family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How world is so full of surprises.. You'll never know ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-5486739647225998660?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/5486739647225998660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=5486739647225998660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5486739647225998660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5486739647225998660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/03/worst-in-me.html' title='The worst in me'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R-BAWnEwi7I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/b50fM92klmQ/s72-c/happy+and+sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7208433124003040816</id><published>2008-03-10T12:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:04.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My lil politician nephew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R9V3xnEwi5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/gBzU4426gpI/s1600-h/DSC00110+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R9V3xnEwi5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/gBzU4426gpI/s200/DSC00110+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176175040918490002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STORY 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my sister taught the kids how to save money so that they can buy what they want later the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibu: kalau hasan nak beli toy, simpan laa duit.. seringgit sehari..&lt;br /&gt;hasan: ooo.. boleh jer.. kakak boleh buat,  hasan pun boleh buat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak buatkan satu hari, hamster hasan mati dipenyek oleh die.. gara2 terlalu comel kate hasan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hasan: ibu, hasan nak beli ikan laa&lt;br /&gt;ibu: hasan kene laa tunggu duit hasan cukup nak beli ikan.&lt;br /&gt;hasan: brape hasan kene ade nak beli ikan ibu?&lt;br /&gt;ibu: urmm, dalam 50 ringgit..&lt;br /&gt;hasan: 50? ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sambil berjalan ke arah toki yang sedang hisap rokok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hasan: toki..&lt;br /&gt;toki: iyer hasan?&lt;br /&gt;hasan: toki ada 50 tak? hasan nak beli ikan laa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanpa berfikir due kali, tangan toki terus menuju ke poket sluar lalu memberi 50 ringgit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibu: eyh, knape hasan mintak ngan toki? knape tak tunggu smpi duit hasan cukup 50?&lt;br /&gt;hasan: hasan nak sekarang, tak nak lambat2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STORY 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;si hasan nak main lompat2.. tp ibu dah berkali2 pesan, jangan lompat, nanti batuk.. tapi degil, jugak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hasan: kakak, jangan bagi tahu ibu tau hasan main lompat2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibu disebelah, terpinga2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibu: *budak nih tak sedar ke ibu kat sebelah?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menyedari ibu disebelah mula terpinga2, hasan kata dengan selamber nyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hasan: ibu jangan tahu tau...ibu tak tau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sambil terus bergerak ke arah tmpt nak main lompat2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STORY 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;si hasan malas nak pergi sekolah.. tanpa segan silu mahu pun takut, di confront nyer ibu utk menyatakan hajat tak nak ke sekolah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hasan: ibu, hasan rasa, hasan rindu ibu la kalau hasan pegi sekolah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibu hanya geleng2 kepale sambil tersenyum, tanpa menyedari hati nya cair dek pujukan si anak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pandai tak anak sedare aku nihh??? adeyh~*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7208433124003040816?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7208433124003040816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7208433124003040816' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7208433124003040816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7208433124003040816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-lil-politician-nephew.html' title='My lil politician nephew'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R9V3xnEwi5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/gBzU4426gpI/s72-c/DSC00110+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7656091082022174816</id><published>2008-03-04T18:15:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:04.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'>madrid; part dos</title><content type='html'>"Kite jalan jer la aisamuddin.." suggested Anies as soon as we reached Sol again. And so we did. We partly put our itinerary away and just explored the backstreet's of Madrid. I remember walking up a small hilly road and the sun was shining brightly on us. The heat from the sun brilliantly radiated our bodies and we gladly welcomed it. Or at least I did. Anies squinted and shielded her face from the sun's glare. At times she would duck behind my back for cover. I just smiled and thought it was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the backstreet, we ended up at Atocha Train Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R87hRDTylsI/AAAAAAAAAOM/T2g1ujegZD0/s1600-h/UkTrip+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R87hRDTylsI/AAAAAAAAAOM/T2g1ujegZD0/s200/UkTrip+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174320704957617858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R87hkDTyltI/AAAAAAAAAOU/BSCTMim4FS8/s1600-h/UkTrip+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R87hkDTyltI/AAAAAAAAAOU/BSCTMim4FS8/s200/UkTrip+114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174321031375132370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The center attraction of the station is the man made 'jungle' in the middle of the station. But sadly, like most places we visited in Barcelona, it was also under maintenance. The exterior of the station looks like it came from the early 1900s, a total contrast to the interior which was filled with glossy floor tiles and stainless steel rails and columns everywhere. It looked more like an airport than a train station to me. Then again, it is the main terminal in Madrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R87iLTTyluI/AAAAAAAAAOc/SyaMFMM7XaM/s1600-h/UkTrip+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R87iLTTyluI/AAAAAAAAAOc/SyaMFMM7XaM/s200/UkTrip+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174321705684997858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From Atocha, we strolled through &lt;em&gt;Parque del Buen Retiro&lt;/em&gt; or Park of Good Retreat which housed &lt;em&gt;Placio Crystal &lt;/em&gt;and the Monument to King Alfonso XII which is in front of a small man made lake where a lot of couples rode on row boats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dusk when we came out the other end of the park and so we decided to head back to our hostel. But it seemed like we were the only ones heading in. The rest of Madrid were all out and about in the streets. Sol was particularly filled with a sea of people that we had to skillfully navigate through them all. *Cewah!* =p We later found out that the night life in Spain is just crazy and that Spaniards are notorious for partying till the morning. But the both of us were exhausted that we called it an early night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R87kVjTylwI/AAAAAAAAAOs/xHAQq6NPWOU/s1600-h/UkTrip+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R87kVjTylwI/AAAAAAAAAOs/xHAQq6NPWOU/s200/UkTrip+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174324080801912578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, after our much deserved Zzzz's... we headed out again. We didn't have any particular places we wanted to go as we managed to cover our whole itinerary the day before. So we spent the day taking more pictures of the places we went to and bought souvenirs for the people back home. Or Anies did at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought of trying Spanish food for our dinner, just for the sake of it, but we ended up eating Morrocian (btul ker?) food instead. How that happened is a whole story on its own which involves us taking a train to an uncharted place in Madrid, me unexpectedly using what basic and broken Arabic I learnt in the States, and lots of fun getting lost and found along the way. It ends with us spending a whole night at Madrid airport where we did some bizzare things to pass time. And of course, taking turns sleeping. Remind me when we meet and I'll gladly tell you the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R87kWTTylxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/WVrruOBv41I/s1600-h/UkTrip+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R87kWTTylxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/WVrruOBv41I/s200/UkTrip+137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174324093686814482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p/s: I'm looking at some websites as reference to the places we've been to. Looks like there's much more of Madrid than the places we went to. Hurm... I love Spain and it seems like a good potential reason of us going back. Plus, we haven't explored Granada and the other Andalusia states. What's say you miss Anies? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7656091082022174816?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7656091082022174816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7656091082022174816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7656091082022174816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7656091082022174816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/03/madrid-part-dos.html' title='madrid; part dos'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R87hRDTylsI/AAAAAAAAAOM/T2g1ujegZD0/s72-c/UkTrip+113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7093027848925257984</id><published>2008-02-27T12:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:05.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What God taught me today</title><content type='html'>Today, i learnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once you've accepted what's given for you, make it hard to or easy to,&lt;br /&gt;God will eventually show the paths to make things easier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What important is to accept it as it is and just do it. As much as we are always reminded God will only help those who help themselves, we always have to remind ourselves that God gives you obstacles that only you can break through, and not those you can't handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the snow this morning though it was only for 20-30 minutes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R8WucwBgGeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/NvFnkmHlEN0/s1600-h/random+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R8WucwBgGeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/NvFnkmHlEN0/s200/random+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171731556055652834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R8WuVwBgGdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/fE1JKtBnoMw/s1600-h/random+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R8WuVwBgGdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/fE1JKtBnoMw/s200/random+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171731435796568530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's Nashville for you :p No kidding people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7093027848925257984?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7093027848925257984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7093027848925257984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7093027848925257984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7093027848925257984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-god-taught-me-today.html' title='What God taught me today'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R8WucwBgGeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/NvFnkmHlEN0/s72-c/random+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-3732980260165137421</id><published>2008-02-24T11:01:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:06.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week</title><content type='html'>Last week was some sort relaxing for me after like what...? 2 months of crammed schedule; juggling school works and dances.. But its over now.. well, 2 weeks 2 months a day more of school work, and one more tinikling performance.. But the dance practice wouldn't be as hectic as last time.. oh, and the entry before, both parts of the entry has no relation what so ever... just to clear something up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, this is not what i should be writing.. *dush!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R8GlJABgGYI/AAAAAAAAANU/Zjbrbc30FlM/s1600-h/Nabilah%27s+21st+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R8GlJABgGYI/AAAAAAAAANU/Zjbrbc30FlM/s200/Nabilah%27s+21st+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170595421241743746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week.. It was Nabilah's birthday on Sunday.. it was another eating-out birthday party with some people.. It was always nice :) Then the week went on as usual.. Class bla bla, meeting.. bla bla.. deal with annoying people :p got my test back.. training VSVS *Vanderbilt Student Volunteers for Science* and it was a nice day to end my weekdays with Order OF Engineer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically it is an organization/group of engineers who constructed a bridge, which then collapsed. They made rings from the steel of the bridge and wore it as a reminder or some sort.. Of course our rings are not made from that steel but its made from stainless steel. Though, yeah we can get a ring like this for a very cheap price *especially in Malaysia*, it's the ceremony and the oath and the whatever crap we did during the thing were different.. We've been told that it is an obligation as an engineer and a responsibility to the public users to work diligently and honestly.. pfft~!! sounds so semangat.. *hahha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R8I_TwBgGZI/AAAAAAAAANc/wGnbD66V-lo/s1600-h/IMG_6884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R8I_TwBgGZI/AAAAAAAAANc/wGnbD66V-lo/s200/IMG_6884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170764930716014994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, I might be a little bit sentimental but the ring is something for me.. It wouldn't be the same ring if I were to buy it at Ampang Point or anywhere else ;p *am I missing Ampang Point that much??* Its weird to be wearing one anyways cuz I still remember when Seri and Weda came back with their rings on.. showing to us, and wearing it a few days after.. Wow.. and to realize we are graduating??? That's in 2 months.. 2 months man!! that's just around the corner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still glad it's soon so I can go back and meet everyone... HAYAKU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R8JAFQBgGaI/AAAAAAAAANk/KBIrSNf-qgc/s1600-h/IMG_4773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R8JAFQBgGaI/AAAAAAAAANk/KBIrSNf-qgc/s320/IMG_4773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170765781119539618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-3732980260165137421?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/3732980260165137421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=3732980260165137421' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3732980260165137421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/3732980260165137421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/02/last-week-and-next-week.html' title='Last week'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R8GlJABgGYI/AAAAAAAAANU/Zjbrbc30FlM/s72-c/Nabilah%27s+21st+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-4092647460878904120</id><published>2008-02-21T14:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:06.282-06:00</updated><title type='text'>taken aback</title><content type='html'>yeah.. that is my current status and for the past few days.. and i'm glad some asked why and what's wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it would be best if that person who surprised me knew that he.she.them did it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but again... heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably be asking too much from that person if I were to say it up front.. or I probably be too sensitive to even be thinking that way.. so i rather just keep it like that.. period.&lt;br /&gt;*but still, i want the whole world to know i'm taken aback from what he.she.them did :p*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. this is totally random to say but a point i just need to convey.. having someone is fun and good in a way.. but being SINGLE is ALSO FUN and GOOD.. really.. Both have its pros and cons.. pfftt! i've been single.. after a relationship of course.. but i still had fun with my friends.. i made myself happy with who i am and what i do.. yeah, easy said than done.. but i've done it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know people are concerned about how they are getting older and probably questioning about what is it they've done wrong that they have not still met the mr.ms right.. its not something you can know overnight my dear amigos.. and its not easy either... Probably god gave you this moment to ponder what you really want from your significant other and not just some typical superb body or superb intelligent or anything.. maybe because you're not sure what you want, that is why you can't find the right one yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry.. your time will come soon enough.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that made some people around me happy this past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R74GVABgGXI/AAAAAAAAANM/Mmat0b4i9t8/s1600-h/activity+jurai+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R74GVABgGXI/AAAAAAAAANM/Mmat0b4i9t8/s320/activity+jurai+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169576380121225586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not the bear *though it makes me happy sometimes :)*, but the cupcakes! *nyumm nyumm*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-4092647460878904120?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/4092647460878904120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=4092647460878904120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4092647460878904120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4092647460878904120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/02/taken-aback.html' title='taken aback'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R74GVABgGXI/AAAAAAAAANM/Mmat0b4i9t8/s72-c/activity+jurai+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-9064185819490311115</id><published>2008-02-18T16:55:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:06.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Asian New Year Festival..</title><content type='html'>It's that time again.. This year, the theme was " New Beginnings.. the Year of the Rat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R7pt1gBgGSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mIg6EAFSzuc/s1600-h/IMG_1436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R7pt1gBgGSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mIg6EAFSzuc/s200/IMG_1436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168564288257792290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year, I was keen to do the dance cause I have no idea why.. I choreographed two dances and joined another dance.. shorter version, I'm in 3 dances.. yeapp!! I probably thought I won't have much work to do which I was totally wrong! Everyday dance practice was NOT what I anticipated.. but again, it was a good daily work out for me.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R7puugBgGUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/SIlYaNFbf2k/s1600-h/ANYF+08+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R7puugBgGUI/AAAAAAAAAM0/SIlYaNFbf2k/s200/ANYF+08+046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168565267510335810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Malaysian Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used Hati Kama which was cut and cropped into 2:45 length.. i mixed both dance and silat movements.. It was.. acceptable.. I wouldn't say pretty though.. It would if i was longer but nonetheless, it was a fun group to work with.. I had fun teaching them and dancing with them.. I love the fact that this year, a chinese girl joined us.. And she was awesome! Vanessa really loved the dance and she was a sport.. Before our dance, we also had dikir barat.. they did great.. Of course, it was pain in the back to get them do it *till they actually made me unleash my garang-ness.. * but it was worth it.. I wouldn't take any credit for their good work though.. they deserved it.. again.. it was an awesome group to work with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soran Bushi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R7pyJwBgGVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/jOQnvKbKmVQ/s1600-h/ANYF+08+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R7pyJwBgGVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/jOQnvKbKmVQ/s200/ANYF+08+086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168569034196654418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was also a great dance out of bad and crappy practices.. *hehhee* really!! no joke! we had people not coming to practices, people who were to particular about the steps.. like, who would ask you what degree should we raise our hand or how high should we jump... i mean, yes we want to make it perfect but not too perfect.. *headaches* But like i said, it was worth the fight and arguments.. it was one of the best performances, and the best thing of all, a lot loved the song! *hehe* even the tech person said the song was his favorite.. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R7pzYgBgGWI/AAAAAAAAANE/3wzAaBsIdxM/s1600-h/ANYF+08+130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R7pzYgBgGWI/AAAAAAAAANE/3wzAaBsIdxM/s200/ANYF+08+130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168570387111352674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tinikling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is one dance i've wanted to join since i first watched it.. i think it's cool.. ;)   it was!! no kidding! fyi, tinikling is just like tarian buluh.. it's actually is tarian buluh.. just tinikling was said to originate from the Philippines.. we had the modern tinikling though.. and its very catchy and fast.. the people were great and fun to work with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a summary.. it was the best ANYF ever!! *ngahhaa* sgt gedik bunyi.. *Adeyh~* You can watch the dances &lt;a href="http://sonickz.multiply.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.. it's at my multiply.. i also uploaded some pics in my flickr *only 5 actually.. hahahhaa!* I'll upload more later.. the clips are especially done for Lized and Yati who requested earlier and to show Yati why I was sooooooo busy this past few months.. sorry Yati!!! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-9064185819490311115?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/9064185819490311115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=9064185819490311115' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/9064185819490311115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/9064185819490311115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/02/asian-new-year-festival.html' title='Asian New Year Festival..'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R7pt1gBgGSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mIg6EAFSzuc/s72-c/IMG_1436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7729341645650690879</id><published>2008-02-15T19:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T11:49:39.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so this is how tagging works :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lucida="" grande="" serif=""&gt;I was told I was tagged but I have no idea how those work.. Now I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Link to your  tagger and post these rules. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*Two people tagged me..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://nfar87.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nabilah&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://masitamohamad.blogspot.com/"&gt;Masita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  List 8 random facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;            &gt; I have 3 nieces and 2 nephews..&lt;br /&gt;           &gt; I hate DIRTY places and DIRTY things! It would make me crazy n forces me to clean it...&lt;br /&gt;           &gt; Makeup, skirts, handbags are SO new to me.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*Thanx to Weda, Seri, &amp;amp; Jurai :p*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &gt; I am so going to pet an iguana once I'm back in Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;           &gt; I LOVE outdoor activities&lt;br /&gt;           &gt; People think I am healthy-food/health freak.. Probably.. a bit..&lt;br /&gt;           &gt; I LOVE roti canai kosong!! but I'll get bad stomach ache after..&lt;br /&gt;           &gt; I broke my first lipstick when I wanted to wear it the first time..That was last year..  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*doink!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lucida="" grande="" serif=""&gt;3.  Tag 8 people (max) at the end of the post and list their names.&lt;span style="padding-left: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: -16px;"&gt;&lt;span lucida="" grande="" serif=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;           :: Lized :: Yati :: Jurai :: Aminah :: Dollah :: Kak Erin :: Watip :: Daia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lucida="" grande="" serif=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving them a comment on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7729341645650690879?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7729341645650690879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7729341645650690879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7729341645650690879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7729341645650690879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-this-is-how-tagging-works-p.html' title='so this is how tagging works :p'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-2401982407822596583</id><published>2008-02-10T10:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:07.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Madrid, Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*Thanx for the update, Aisamuddin! \(o^.^o)/*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R69SdQBgGII/AAAAAAAAALU/yLytWVDUDDI/s1600-h/UkTrip+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R69SdQBgGII/AAAAAAAAALU/yLytWVDUDDI/s200/UkTrip+092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165437960088197250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anies and I arrived in Madrid around 7:30 in the morning. It was still dark and it was slightly chilly outside. A contrast to the 7 hour plus bus ride which was stuffy and dry. But at least we got to sit next to each other, even if it was only from Valencia onwards. My throat felt dry and I needed some "agua"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way into the bus station and we sat down on the chairs inside. We were careful to tie our bags together this time. The incident the previous night at Barcelona's bus station was still occupying my mind. I was still counting our blessing that they didnt make it with my camera bag which was filled with my camera and it's equipment and most importantly, our passport. God knows how we would go on without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R69T9QBgGLI/AAAAAAAAALs/w4xg0jXawk4/s1600-h/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R69T9QBgGLI/AAAAAAAAALs/w4xg0jXawk4/s200/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165439609355638962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I met a fellow muslim at the station and he was kind enoughto teach us how to use the Madrid Metro. It was similar to Barcelona's, cept it just had more lines and levels to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop.... Sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puerto del Sol is the official center of Madrid (ok, we didnt know that till later on. Ni la akibat die, men nonong2 jer time travel) The rain earlier on was now reduced to a slight drizzle but it was still somewhat gloomy. Anies suggested we check out our hostel first in hope that we might get lucky and we could check in terus. Our hostel was in Plaza Santa Cruz which was only 2 minutes walk from Sol. We couldnt check in yet as our room wasnt ready but they lady was kind enough to allow us to leave our heavy backpacks at the hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop... Old Madrid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R69R5ABgGHI/AAAAAAAAALM/BYdihAaL7gU/s1600-h/UkTrip+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R69R5ABgGHI/AAAAAAAAALM/BYdihAaL7gU/s200/UkTrip+105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165437337317939314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right next door to Plaza Santa Cruz was the infamous Plaza Mayor. There was still remnents of what I speculated was astage and left overs from the new years celebration. There was a clean up team dissembling it all too. But apart from that, there were hardly any people around as it was still quite early in the morning. As with all the places we went towe stopped a while and took some pictures before heading off to our next destination, of which we just realized then that we didnt bring along our intinerary. So we did what we did in Barca... nonong lagi =p Little did we know that most of the attractions in Madrid are in close proximity to each other and even without our itinerary, we were actually following what we had planned. Although we based the names of everything on what we remember reading. And given our great memory, that's not a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R69ZOABgGNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RRMc-qOnzDg/s1600-h/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R69ZOABgGNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RRMc-qOnzDg/s200/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165445394676586706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We passed the Cathederal Almudena something something something (the name's too long to remember) before arriving at Placio Real (The royal palace). The facade of the palace is just magnificent that I couldnt help but take a few extra pictures of the palace. Given the cloudy skies above, there were quite a few dramatic pictures that came out. I loved it. I dont remember why we didnt go in tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R69argBgGQI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SOZOKNXCA5g/s1600-h/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R69argBgGQI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SOZOKNXCA5g/s320/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165447000994355458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Plaza de Oriente was next door to the palace. It's a small garden with stone paths on each sides with statues running along side them. In the middle of the garden and right in front of the National Theatre is a really nice fountain. We spent a bit longer here taking pictures. Consequently, some of our favorite pictures were taken here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R69ceQBgGRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KWk9SSkmy00/s1600-h/UkTrip+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R69ceQBgGRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KWk9SSkmy00/s200/UkTrip+104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165448972384344338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made our way back to the hostel after but not before stopping by a supermarket to buy some crossoints and some smoked salmon for our lunch which would also eventually become our breakfast the next morning as well as some other supplies. We actually did end up lucky. Our room was upgraded from a double to a triple. Of course, I had first dibs on the double bed =p After a quick afternoon nap, of which it took a lot of persuading on anies's part to wake me up. We headed out again, this time with our itinerary in hand =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was off to Plaza Espana next but with was all covered in white painted wooden stalls. Apparently they were showcasing Spanish carfts there. It was an interesting walk around as both of us are into arts and crafts. Anies said that if we werent on holiday she would spend a lot longer there and would probably buy some of the crafts they were selling. They had everything from leather book casing to wooden carvings, to embroidery and some really nice shirts too. I was tempted to buy some stuff too, but decided otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was just half our day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-2401982407822596583?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/2401982407822596583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=2401982407822596583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2401982407822596583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2401982407822596583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/02/madrid-part-i.html' title='Madrid, Part I'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R69SdQBgGII/AAAAAAAAALU/yLytWVDUDDI/s72-c/UkTrip+092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-5335683961720435836</id><published>2008-02-05T12:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T12:54:09.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>0 mg</title><content type='html'>damn lazy tahap cipan...&lt;br /&gt;serabut sangat tahap tenuk...&lt;br /&gt;geram gile tahap... apa2 jer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ya Allah.. Tenangkan lah diriku ini..."&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/20681114-5335683961720435836?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/5335683961720435836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=5335683961720435836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5335683961720435836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5335683961720435836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/02/0-mg.html' title='0 mg'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-4674725691365870177</id><published>2008-01-17T23:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:31:51.022-06:00</updated><title type='text'>busy bee</title><content type='html'>i know i should be updating about Madrid, but i feel like updating and not about Madrid.. that, i have to sit and kinda construct everything so it sounds good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a crazy week for me.. I've been busy coping with dances &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*yes, its with an s*&lt;/span&gt; and homeworks.. I also need to start on my GRE reviews and senior project.. aiyokk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, my sister is on her way delivering her third kid.. insyaAllah, its a she.. no news so far.. but insyaAllah,  may my prayers be with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for a not that bad weekend... (o*,*o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-4674725691365870177?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/4674725691365870177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=4674725691365870177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4674725691365870177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4674725691365870177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/01/busy-bee.html' title='busy bee'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-5194779918098118414</id><published>2008-01-15T14:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:09.369-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Barcelona, Spain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R40bGCunEaI/AAAAAAAAAKU/YcsIgJ_DiX4/s1600-h/UkTrip+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R40bGCunEaI/AAAAAAAAAKU/YcsIgJ_DiX4/s200/UkTrip+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155806939034620322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, like i said before, I'm going to tell about my Spain trip.. but it gets to me, that's boring.. Me personally, I am not a good storyteller... I only told my trip to 2 friends of mine.. I'm just not good at telling stories i guess.. So, i thought, I'll write something like tips just in case you're thinking of visiting Spain one day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing first, make sure you have the currency i.e € before you reach Spain.. Doesn't matter where you're landing, Girona Aeroporto, Barcelona Aeroporto.. make sure you have some cash with you. You could also withdraw your money from any ATM if your card has Visa stamp.. Personally, it would be easier if you just have some cash with you before hand and withdraw more if you need more.. What happened to us was ,I thought they would have a money exchanger at the airport.. I mean it is logic to think that way.. But.. I was wrong.. it was an adventure i tell you that.. :p&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R40kgSunEbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/LjShOV46qX8/s1600-h/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R40kgSunEbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/LjShOV46qX8/s200/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155817285610836402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i like about Spain train system is that, you can buy a 10 journeys or 50 journeys ticket and share with 2 or 3 people at a time.. It doesn't cost that much.. Aisamuddin and I got the 10 journeys ticket, cost us €7,50.  was worth it. They have few different lines and different zones.. Most places are in zone 1 so you don't have to worry that much. But different people, different places in mind.. So, just check that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hotel, Hotel Transit was very near to the train station and was a walking distance &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R40oZSunEeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/19cj9CgO-1g/s1600-h/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R40oZSunEeI/AAAAAAAAAK0/19cj9CgO-1g/s200/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155821563398263266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to Estadi Olimpic, Montjuic and Palau Nacional.. You'll see these two towers first.. I am not sure about these towers but they have something to do with art if I'm not mistaken.. Ahead of it, lies the Palau Nacional or I think, the Grand Palace..  something like that.. It's a great place to take pictures.. In front of it, is Montjuic fountains.. popular.. they even have water and light shows, but on ly from October till April.. behind the big building, is the Montjuic or Jew Hill.. It used to be a military place but it was turned into a park.. a really nice park where you can see Barcelona city.. though it's kinda covered by trees, you can still see it in front of the building.. I tell you, its very nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R40m-CunEcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hqMxxnqBTiE/s1600-h/UkTrip+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R40m-CunEcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hqMxxnqBTiE/s200/UkTrip+046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155819995735200194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R40oZCunEdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/cPS-qPm0TsM/s1600-h/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R40oZCunEdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/cPS-qPm0TsM/s200/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155821559103295954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estadi Olimpic is kinda part of the hill.. The hill used to be the central of Barcelona Olympic before.. There are tennis courts, place to jog, indoor pool and stuff like that.. Also the Olympic stadium and the Catalunya Communication Tower.. It sorta look like the torch don't you think? :p The stadium when I was there was under reconstruction or so.. but no biggie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barcelona itself, have some halal restaurants *or at&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R40pCyunEfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/RaIQbt0nK1I/s1600-h/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R40pCyunEfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/RaIQbt0nK1I/s200/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155822276362834418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; least one that's near to our hotel*.. But if you just want any kind of restaurant, there are a lot of them around.. Coffee shops too.. the price.. not that bad if you don't mind spending some.. If you're backpacking like us and not planning to spend that much.. Better of to go to any hypermarket you can get and just buy yourself breads and drinks.. way cheaper than those fancy coffee shops.. normal meal here is around €10-€12.. its ok.. but we didn't eat that much in Barcelona... we're good with bread, nestea and mineral water..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Madrid on bus from Barcelona Nord bus station.. Be sure to know which bus you're going on.. they might have 2 buses at the same time going to the same place.. And they might write something different on the bus.. just go ahead and ask the conductor rather than waiting till the last 2-3 minutes just to notice you should be in that bus.. Alhamdulillah, we were helped by one of the people there who speaks english fluently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, just be careful with your bags, handbags, camera bags, or whatever you're carrying.. They have pro pickpockets.. You'll read this warning in any guide books you read on Spain or any Europe countries.. But believe me, we almost got mugged and even witnessed a failed attempt to mug.. so yeah.. don't bring handbag ladies... if you want, keep it in front of you, not behind your arm.. guys.. put your wallet in the side pockets, and not back pockets.. if you're carrying messenger bag, same thing, put it in front of you where you can see it, and not your side or on your butt.. Don't take your guard off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, try to learn or have a good pocket size language book.. People there don't speak english that much.. so a little knowledge about the language will definitely help.. Read through the book before so that you have a brief idea of important sentence.. gracias, Senor, numbre, pardon, dollares.. something like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for today.. I'll write about Madrid later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-5194779918098118414?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/5194779918098118414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=5194779918098118414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5194779918098118414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5194779918098118414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/01/barcelona-spain.html' title='Barcelona, Spain'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R40bGCunEaI/AAAAAAAAAKU/YcsIgJ_DiX4/s72-c/UkTrip+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-374683481269342572</id><published>2008-01-13T09:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T13:40:32.119-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just bits about this new layout</title><content type='html'>Forgot to mention this earlier about this new layout..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I L.O.V.E it soooo much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other links are at the bottom of this page.. and tag board is available when u click on the "pull" string.. you can still comment on my entries.. just click on the number next to the date..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is it.. Spain update.. later.. when i'm in the mood :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: photos are on &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonickz/"&gt;my flickr &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adeeb/"&gt;Aisamuddin's&lt;/a&gt;.. feel free to browse 'em..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-374683481269342572?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/374683481269342572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=374683481269342572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/374683481269342572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/374683481269342572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-bits-about-this-new-layout.html' title='just bits about this new layout'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-1146066911942614768</id><published>2008-01-10T14:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:09.732-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah, a year past and hope this new year would be better than the one we had before in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah its been a month.. Break already ended.. Its my second day of my last semester.. so far so good.. Taking few classes and its only on tuesday, wednesday and thursday.. at least i have longer weekend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my break was awesome!!! it was definitely 2 weeks i rather not trade with anything else.. Got to meet my dearest and and dears...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R4aFnCunEXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/O1QBRRTb7Gw/s1600-h/UkTrip+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R4aFnCunEXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/O1QBRRTb7Gw/s200/UkTrip+087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153953729365873010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting him was like a refresh to my life.. so to speak.. I even shut down everything in this world that I have to think about while I'm there.. I even got to meet my dear Tuckey and Lized.. they rawkss like always... again, nothing better than meeting these peeps..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R4aGaSunEYI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ExOxwSkRFK4/s1600-h/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R4aGaSunEYI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ExOxwSkRFK4/s200/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153954609834168706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Spain and it was one heck of an experience.. Went there with not a clue of how to speak spanish.. but survived and had a blast!! I'll probably show more pictures of spain later but not now.. Also got to meet Lin.. Again.. gosh how i miss her celoteh and bubbliness :D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R4aHIiunEZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/XHh4qnURqDA/s1600-h/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R4aHIiunEZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/XHh4qnURqDA/s200/EURO_TRIP_DSC_0249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153955404403118482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back was definitely something I didn't want to imagine the whole 2 weeks till the day itself.. I even begged Aisamuddin to let me stay there couple more days.. But it's best for me to go back earlier or I won't go back to states for good :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to write more cz i am damn clueless dah.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u guys had a great new year and maal hijrah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-1146066911942614768?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/1146066911942614768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=1146066911942614768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1146066911942614768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1146066911942614768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R4aFnCunEXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/O1QBRRTb7Gw/s72-c/UkTrip+087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-4163776419401153956</id><published>2007-12-09T01:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T01:19:46.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Final is around the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Project is making my days seem so long but end very fast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Therefore, no time to update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-4163776419401153956?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/4163776419401153956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=4163776419401153956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4163776419401153956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/4163776419401153956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2007/12/break.html' title='Break'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7052887168832168429</id><published>2007-11-27T15:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T15:34:04.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rayman Rabbids</title><content type='html'>I am a fan of rayman rabbids.. Since... I played Rayman Wii.. hehe... this is a funny one... i likey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4TtSLxK5sk4&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4TtSLxK5sk4&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7052887168832168429?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7052887168832168429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7052887168832168429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7052887168832168429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7052887168832168429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2007/11/rayman-rabbids.html' title='Rayman Rabbids'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-2230275792037610451</id><published>2007-11-23T13:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:10.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R0cqKhzZbXI/AAAAAAAAAJs/d_VH59LDipc/s1600-h/fallPics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R0cqKhzZbXI/AAAAAAAAAJs/d_VH59LDipc/s320/fallPics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136120260400344434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Its black friday and I'm in my cubbyhole, snuggling in this red blanket.. Few days and the semester reopens.. I am totally not looking forward for this last month.. Just because, I have tonnes of things to do, think and mess with.. BUT! I can't wait for this last month to end.. The reward is just totally worth waiting and go through for.. I'm just hoping this month is going to be short..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So far, my thanksgiving break went well.. Boredom was my worst enemy but there's always a hint of excitement everyday.. Went out with the girls and 2 sweet guys for fall picture taking.. Though the second day both guys didn't join us, it was still fun.. It actually took us two days to finish Vandy and that's not even a whole lot places.. but again, we took our own sweet time at every spot.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R0cvTxzZbYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/aum_jrAlH6E/s1600-h/ThanksgivingDinner+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R0cvTxzZbYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/aum_jrAlH6E/s320/ThanksgivingDinner+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136125916872273282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Yesterday was Thanksgiving and the seniors kind of pulled out a thanksgiving dinner together.. Potluck style.. It was fun, though we didn't do anything extra cept for watching PeterPan.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*Aus was so into it, that's why we end up watching it*&lt;/span&gt; But at least, was a great get together. The turkey was great &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*It took Lan and Dore 9 hours to marinate that giant bird*&lt;/span&gt; and the stuffing was delicious.. We had a lot of desserts, Jurai's Perfect Mashed Potato, two nice gravies.. and fried mee hoon and fried rice.. and also banana cake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;All in all, my last thanksgiving break as an undergraduate was something I could reminiscence later... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;But it would not change the fact that semester reopens in 2 days time.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*blerghhh!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-2230275792037610451?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/2230275792037610451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=2230275792037610451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2230275792037610451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2230275792037610451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2007/11/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/R0cqKhzZbXI/AAAAAAAAAJs/d_VH59LDipc/s72-c/fallPics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7355286148579975358</id><published>2007-11-18T02:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T15:00:01.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>have you ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Current song in mind: Over it by Katharine McPhee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought of something you thought you're over it but you don't? Then comes the guilt, the fear, the whatever feeling you felt before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is better...  let the feeling haunt you and make your life miserable or think its something at least, you don't regret doing? Though the way i wrote this clearly define the difference... some probably think it differently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some probably think, since this thing is making my life miserable, i probably SHOULD let it go and just move on... Doesn't matter if its regrettable or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some probably think... I don't regret doing it because i learnt something out of it.. or because i really mean it.. or for what ever reason you have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it  is hard to get over something.. as for me right now.. I can't get over my snapped black-beads-necklace.. I miss that necklace... just because i love it sooooo damn much... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*just bcz watched Jdrama, and the girl love her necklace so much too*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7355286148579975358?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7355286148579975358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7355286148579975358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7355286148579975358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7355286148579975358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2007/11/have-you-ever.html' title='have you ever'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-2894359791005013143</id><published>2007-11-13T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:08:53.861-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Think</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever experienced where the last person in this world that you can fall back on is not there when you need them to fetch you? You went crazy and you think its the end of the world.. Especially if that person is not there because somehow you made them not being there? Isn't that just heart breaking and frustrating that  you feel like that's the stupidest and unforgivable thing that you've ever done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;But what if the LAST RESORT that you can depend on, even if the last person in this world is not there for you, is also not there for you? and for the same reason, YOU MADE that last resort not help you anymore.. isn't that more frustrating and humiliating? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;If you haven't figure it out, what if you made God mad and He despises you? Now.. even the last person in this world can't help you... where do you fall back on? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Think about it as I am too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-2894359791005013143?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/2894359791005013143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=2894359791005013143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2894359791005013143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/2894359791005013143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2007/11/think.html' title='Think'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-1391297934351479317</id><published>2007-11-13T00:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T01:23:06.388-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So lame</title><content type='html'>my blog is lil by lil malfunctioning... I haven't updated my blog for ages.. the skin is getting too old and boring.. my entries are getting so lame to read.. I don't have that much of a thing to write either.. I have more important things to write and think of.. I would rant and babble stuff on my blog but i usually forget about it even before writing it.. and also, i am no good at telling stories.. I tend to leave out stuff and unlike Jurai and Nabilah, I don't know how to exaggerate things to make it a great story... that's when i decided &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*thanx to Jurai and Nabilah*&lt;/span&gt; to post pictures on &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonickz"&gt;my flickr&lt;/a&gt;... but then i realized &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*thanx to Piyah*&lt;/span&gt; the link i had before is no more available.. again.. REALLY need to update my blog.. maybe next week.. Its thanksgiving break.. Though I should be looking forward for it, but I dont think so.. I probably have to be in the lab.. I'm starting my senior project next week.. yeah.. From now on, it has been made official that I will be busy till the day i present this project... All i can do is take a deep breath... and like one always said to me "Don't panic"... I am not, just.. serabut~ &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*taking a realllyyyy deeeppp breathhh....*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-1391297934351479317?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/1391297934351479317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=1391297934351479317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1391297934351479317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/1391297934351479317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-lame.html' title='So lame'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-7194167090257309105</id><published>2007-11-06T21:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:10.232-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG! Forgot!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I was looking at my collections of pictures and forgot that I should have uploaded and post this entry earlier.. aiyookk~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So here it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/RzEx55zy0TI/AAAAAAAAAJk/i2B7IKihKNc/s1600-h/Bee-day+Jurai+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/RzEx55zy0TI/AAAAAAAAAJk/i2B7IKihKNc/s400/Bee-day+Jurai+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129936321392070962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/RzExNpzy0RI/AAAAAAAAAJY/G0aWxLDWPa4/s1600-h/Bee-day+Jurai+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-7194167090257309105?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/7194167090257309105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=7194167090257309105' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7194167090257309105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/7194167090257309105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2007/11/omg-forgot.html' title='OMG! Forgot!!'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/RzEx55zy0TI/AAAAAAAAAJk/i2B7IKihKNc/s72-c/Bee-day+Jurai+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-5985657729154070271</id><published>2007-11-05T14:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:14:10.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To See Your Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/Ry-DQZzy0QI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RxZwcjc5-Ko/s1600-h/PB020105+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/Ry-DQZzy0QI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RxZwcjc5-Ko/s400/PB020105+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129462818427556098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the title of the song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend zuljoe &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*one of my junior*&lt;/span&gt; gave me a song, a song he wrote..  he asked me to take a look, prolly do something with the lyrics and give comment on it.. So I did.. Its a sweet song.. When i heard his singing, he  kinda suits the song.. at least for acoustic version.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, they wanted to do more with the song.. Together with Danny, they found tabs for bass guitar and drums.. they asked me to join them since they need someone to play the guitar too.. I did.. It was fun.. we tried figuring out the tabs and rhythm and all that music stuff.. It took them 2 days to finish up the song.. and here's the song.. feel free to listen and comment on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/F27fn40cur/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/F27fn40cur/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-5985657729154070271?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/5985657729154070271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=5985657729154070271' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5985657729154070271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/5985657729154070271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-want-to-see-your-smile.html' title='I Want To See Your Smile'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/Ry-DQZzy0QI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RxZwcjc5-Ko/s72-c/PB020105+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-907139509176183135</id><published>2007-10-31T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T12:26:26.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YYYyeeaahhh.... *Stretchinggg*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Yeap.. I had enough.. but that's it.. I'm not going to elaborate... because I know, though I had enough, I could not do anything about it.. I will still think/act/respond to it.. That is just me.. I drag myself to not had enough about it.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*killing myself*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;have you ever thought of how humans are the most complicated thing in this whole wide world? Regardless how many years you have been on the planet, you could never say what a person is thinking nor the reason why they act certain way.. Scientist predict and made predictions about them.. Yes, they do that to humans too but those prediction has never stopped suicide cases.. those predictions could never make other people understand each other well either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The thing is, humans can't predict their own species.. There are too much going on in a man's mind that it became too complicated to predict anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;        *********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wrote that 2 weeks ago.. Thought of talking about how people can be very different from others, and every time we try to understand someone, we assume he/she would act certain way, but end up the other way around.. or maybe just totally different from what you think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. that's not my point writing today.. I just thought updating this blog now would be necessary.. Another month has ended.. 2 more months to another complete year.. Jurai and Nabilah had an idea of taking a picture of anything everyday till graduation day.. I feel like doing so too.. Thought of updating it on my blog.. I would probably do that.. and had already started on my flickr.. haven't done a lot yet.. like i said.. day by day.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ottei.. i'm bored writing.. Aero essay had taken all my words and I have none to offer know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20681114-907139509176183135?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/907139509176183135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=907139509176183135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/907139509176183135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/907139509176183135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2007/10/yyyyeeaahhh-stretchinggg.html' title='YYYyeeaahhh.... *Stretchinggg*'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20681114.post-6371682191651065103</id><published>2007-10-19T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T13:24:19.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Ideas</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt like for once, you want to do the craziest thing in the world? Though some might see it as not as crazy, but who cares? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*don't give a damn is also in the equation of doing something crazy*&lt;/span&gt; It can just be traveling around the world without worrying about the expenses and doing the traveling from one place to another, non-stop... Or it can be doing all those extreme activities like bungee jumping, skydiving or snowboarding during an avalanche... Or it can be, parteyyyyy allll dayyyy/monthhhhh/yearrrrr longggggg... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*notice the almost very long pronunciation*&lt;/span&gt; without worrying about anything again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some crazy stuff can just be something you really want to do, as simple as, wanting to make $5000 per month by the age of 25 or bringing your family for a BIG family vacation in Maui for a week or two.. It can seem crazy because its said to be impossible?? very hard?? you don't deserve it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course traveling with finite budget is impossible.. Of course snowboarding during an avalanche is super crazy... but grabbing on hold to your dreams that seem to be impossible but not crazy at all.. It is all about you and how badly you want it.. Deep in your heart, your heart wants you to be happy and do what you want.. But when your logic and rational comes in, you tend to stand on the "real life" that you  have created..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't deserve it because I am not smart..&lt;br /&gt;I am just a normal person. I can't do something different from what I am..&lt;br /&gt;This is real life, and real life is hard that you better of give up for something as hard..&lt;br /&gt;If I do that, what will others think?&lt;br /&gt;*giggling* IMPOSSIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just some that probably you and I used to say... How do you know you are not smart? Human are created with something they are good at.. God created us for we have something to offer... If you don't want to break that shell of yours, how can you become someone more than just a normal, typical person? Would there even be such thing as someone extraordinary if everyone thinks like that? Why are things that said to be impossible exists anyway? Is it for "typical" people to just ponder on it and wonder how incredible and fabulous if they could achieve it and then snap out of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried some things that seem to be hard or even impossible for others.. I have proven to myself it is not true.. I can't prove it to others because you'll think exactly whats written up there.. It is up to you to try and figure that out... You have to make it happen.. you have to have the guts and will to do it.. You have to step up in your life and do what you want.. Of course, there are some to be VERY VERY hard.. but when you want it so bad, you'll be so happy and proud of yourself... You will even think the hardship you went through were just some sweet memories &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*but probably, don't want to go through it again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Live your life up a notch,&lt;br /&gt;regardless what not just others but also,&lt;br /&gt;what you might think of your normal, typical self..."&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/20681114-6371682191651065103?l=sonickz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/feeds/6371682191651065103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20681114&amp;postID=6371682191651065103' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/6371682191651065103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20681114/posts/default/6371682191651065103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonickz.blogspot.com/2007/10/crazy-ideas.html' title='Crazy Ideas'/><author><name>*~AnieSoniC~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k3dd4ljt5f0/SuKWo4hUAGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jJYXGorHWw4/S220/junkie+monkie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
