<?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-2433062659581566899</id><updated>2011-08-12T17:08:53.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farrah's World</title><subtitle type='html'>The Good, the Bad and the Fugly...life is stranger than fiction</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-5229861481354585746</id><published>2011-07-20T16:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T10:56:39.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Blogger Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YMvDWTRt3JM/TiZdL_D-W4I/AAAAAAAAALU/a06l-il5WLg/s1600/blogaward-1.JPG.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YMvDWTRt3JM/TiZdL_D-W4I/AAAAAAAAALU/a06l-il5WLg/s1600/blogaward-1.JPG.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thanks Rina dear, for the award =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I have to complete the "tag"? &lt;i&gt;Berfikir-fikir aq apa benda yang orang ngak tahu ya?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tf8GL_aWXZQ/TiZdPsJOTOI/AAAAAAAAALY/0q15NrZgFk8/s1600/beautifulbloggeraward_thumb2_thumb%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;[1] Did you all know that I've always wanted to be a chef when I completed my SPM in 1995. I&amp;nbsp; think many of you didn't know this part of me, in fact my BFF@ Rina &lt;i&gt;pun x tau, kan?&lt;/i&gt; Actually, I approached my mum about it, I told her I wanted to become a chef but my mum advise me to take something more conventional, that was Accounting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;[2] I took piano lesson up to grade 4. Last time I can play the piano but today I'm not sure if I can still play the piano =). Maybe I should start taking piano lesson? Hehee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;[3] When I travel, I will make sure I buy at least one CD Album of any local artist of the country I visited.&amp;nbsp; I think by listening to their music, I can somehow relate to their culture, funny huh? One of the places that I love was Manila because it offers so many Jazz - Bossa Nova CD Album.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;[4] When I do go watch any movies, I will not check out critics' review before the movie but I will only read the reviews after watching the movies. Reason being, I don't want to be influenced by the review =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;[5] So far "My Best Friend's Wedding" by Julia Robert and Rupert Everett was the only movie that I watched three times in the cinema. I still remember back then first I watched it with Aini@BFF, then with Syiqin and Salha and the third one I think I watched myself. We were so obsessed with the movie that we even bought the soundtrack!imagine&lt;i&gt;lah!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;[6] Sometimes, when I'm having a rough day, during lunch hour I go to any salon to get my hair wash and blow. I always feel better after that. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;[7] Not many know this, but I can be very witty you know? even though I may look serious hehehe...and my family and close friends testify to this :))&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T-Bc1baQ3EM/TiaVPby4xdI/AAAAAAAAALc/MUoboFwb9KQ/s1600/beautifulbloggeraward_thumb2_thumb%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T-Bc1baQ3EM/TiaVPby4xdI/AAAAAAAAALc/MUoboFwb9KQ/s1600/beautifulbloggeraward_thumb2_thumb%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to tag who &lt;i&gt;ya?&lt;/i&gt; Anyone reading&lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;...can try doing this...&lt;i&gt;sila sila :))&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-5229861481354585746?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5229861481354585746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/7-stuff-about-me-you-wish-you-knew-p.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5229861481354585746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5229861481354585746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/7-stuff-about-me-you-wish-you-knew-p.html' title='Beautiful Blogger Award'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YMvDWTRt3JM/TiZdL_D-W4I/AAAAAAAAALU/a06l-il5WLg/s72-c/blogaward-1.JPG.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-4903567257635151371</id><published>2011-07-10T14:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T10:07:44.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;My working schedule has been crazy for the pass two weeks. Events after events. I think, if not mistaken,I've been working 14 days without weekend. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Nah, &lt;/span&gt;this sunday is my first break. Phew! Yesterday &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;pun kerja&lt;/span&gt;. Can't wait to take a break, hopefully by next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, even though I'm busy bee, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;selalu I ingat-ingat&lt;/span&gt; my beloved oven...&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;lama sudah dapur ngak berasap. &lt;/span&gt;As much as I love my job, I do feel dissappointed when time is busy, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;situlah pula kawan mau&lt;/span&gt; order but&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; memandangka&lt;/span&gt;n work is still my number one priority and baking is my passion, I have to politely decline their orders. Ishk ishk. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Bukan rezekilah...&lt;/span&gt;hopefully there's is next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, when it comes to baking, it's not so much about making money, it's the baking experience that is so rewarding and satisfying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after two weeks life without baking, I finally made my very first PAVLOVA... so there goes...after this maybe I will try Chocolate Pavlova, suggested by my BFF@Rina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2p34K2DaZGg/ThusDG6gPSI/AAAAAAAAALQ/8Up8B7W8W80/s1600/264203_10150258763158919_548928918_7532272_2584628_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628281328725146914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2p34K2DaZGg/ThusDG6gPSI/AAAAAAAAALQ/8Up8B7W8W80/s320/264203_10150258763158919_548928918_7532272_2584628_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's delicious, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-4903567257635151371?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4903567257635151371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/busy-bee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4903567257635151371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4903567257635151371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2011/07/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2p34K2DaZGg/ThusDG6gPSI/AAAAAAAAALQ/8Up8B7W8W80/s72-c/264203_10150258763158919_548928918_7532272_2584628_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-5100651107502682292</id><published>2011-06-18T08:58:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T14:26:27.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The other side of me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;3 months back, I told you that I hope something good will come out from the decision that I took. True enough, the decision that I took, lead me to this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZrjmI-kn4I/Tfv57AWlQmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/4wLSNndM9mo/s1600/DSC01108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619359752177140322" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZrjmI-kn4I/Tfv57AWlQmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/4wLSNndM9mo/s320/DSC01108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZrjmI-kn4I/Tfv57AWlQmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/4wLSNndM9mo/s1600/DSC01108.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Made this cake for my mum's recent birthday. In fact, I made quite a number of cupcakes/cakes, but most of the times, didn't managed to capture the cupcakes/cake &lt;em&gt;sudah habis dimakan monster-monster di rumah&lt;/em&gt;...lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Off course it' not near perfect, but I know I'll get there...with a lt of practice, passion and guidance by my good friend @ Rina Rahman a.k.a sifu and makcik Sabrinah Ajmain :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So peeps, stay tune...more to come and enjoy your weekend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;XOXO,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-5100651107502682292?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5100651107502682292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-side-of-me_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5100651107502682292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5100651107502682292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-side-of-me_18.html' title='The other side of me...'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZrjmI-kn4I/Tfv57AWlQmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/4wLSNndM9mo/s72-c/DSC01108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-5176862239338296497</id><published>2011-03-18T16:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T17:02:36.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In life, we make decisions on everything. Some decisions may be easy to make, but some decisions I wish I don't have to take. Still, I can't just pretend everything is fine, when it is not. So, after thinking and thinking, I've decided that I have to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this is the right thing to do but I do know what I am about to do will definitely affect the next course of action in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not gonna be easy but I hope I will be strong enough to go through the next chapter of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, I just hope something good will come out from this. Insya'Allah, with God's willing. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love yourself first,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-5176862239338296497?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5176862239338296497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2011/03/decision.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5176862239338296497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5176862239338296497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2011/03/decision.html' title='Decision'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-409143679423126363</id><published>2011-02-07T11:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T12:06:55.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holaaa...</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/__x1gvNrsiJw/TU9mzer4cTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/FPEc4VCdTOQ/s1600/DSC00965.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/__x1gvNrsiJw/TU9mzer4cTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/FPEc4VCdTOQ/s320/DSC00965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570784298677072178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Roti Arab and Kuah Minced Beef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/TU9mo6swE3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/57gqq338pZc/s1600/DSC00959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/TU9mo6swE3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/57gqq338pZc/s320/DSC00959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570784117218349938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ada gaya Nigella Lawson? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Holaaaa...I hope this blog is not haunted yet? Lol. I hope everybody is well :D Last CNY break I tried this very easy recipe-Roti Arab with Kuah Minced Beef. Actually, yours truly was inspired when I see Rina's blog about her cooking and baking (www.cintarina.blogspot.com) She makes cooking and baking looks easy! So for a start, I tried one of her recipe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Roti Arab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's the ingredients:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;For the bread (makes approx 7 pieces)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 cups of flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1/2 tsp of instant yeast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 tbsp of coffee mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 tbsp of castor sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;For the gravy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(method almost similar to making bolognese sauce)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Garlic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Spring Onion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Minced Beef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tomato Puree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fresh Tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Basil leaves, Oregano Powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Salt &amp;amp; Pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Olive Oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The photo shown, was my first attempt. Later on, I realized it is better to divide the "uli" then leave it for a while for it to "kembang sikit" then roll it to make it look like "roti canai" then only you deep fry it. It's like roti naan but fried roti naan. Delicious! In fact you can eat it with kuah Sardin or Curry Chicken. Very filling, my family love it! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tau-taulah ada keturunan Arab :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;True to what she said, once you've started, it can be addictive! Who knows, I might be the next Nigella Lawson!!!Lol! Now, if only I have all the tools...maybe I should start making a list of things that I need to kick start this new found passion... Err, any sponsors? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-409143679423126363?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/409143679423126363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2011/02/holaaa.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/409143679423126363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/409143679423126363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2011/02/holaaa.html' title='Holaaa...'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/TU9mzer4cTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/FPEc4VCdTOQ/s72-c/DSC00965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-8222949185417195520</id><published>2010-09-14T17:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T17:58:30.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/TI88fnzjC7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/LPaLin6nXvg/s1600/DSC_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/TI88fnzjC7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/LPaLin6nXvg/s320/DSC_0403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516694582510947250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our family photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was talking to my bff and both of us admitted that this year raya is not the same as before...&lt;br /&gt;we feel that it lacks the ummph. Perhaps because we are just too old already so there goes the excitement! I still remember raya used to be celebrated&lt;br /&gt;with fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(now banned),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;baking cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(now kuih tunjuk!that is including yours truly), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preparing buras/pulut &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(now after raya prayers dad will buy lemang available along the road side of Jalan Teluk Likas),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sending out raya cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(now we get smses and greetings from fb),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kids can come freely to your house for raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(I don't see this now, probably kids were too busy with their gadgets!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and raya is celebrated 30 days! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(now, we have to wait for open house announcement before visiting our friends and family!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on...How I missed those rayas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we celebrate raya may change but I am just glad that the gist of raya is still there, that is raya is still the time for us family to be together and celebrate this joyous occasion together. As long as this doesn't change, I am already happy. This year, our family celebrate raya in moderation (wink-wink), the most important thing to me is, I am just happy that both my parents are still here so we can seek blessing and forgiveness. My mum is still fit and healthy (at least she still imagines that she's still in he 20s'! well, that's my mum) so we can still binge out the "soto banjar" that she prepares every year. Alhamdullilah, Praise to Allah S.W.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope we are able to be together again for next raya. Insya'Allah with God's willing. Amin. So, dear friends I hope you are having a wonderful raya as well, if not even better :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam Aidilfitri,&lt;br /&gt;Maaf Zahir dan Batin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-repeat: repeat; background-attachment: scroll; background-position: 0% 0%; -moz-background-size: auto auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2433062659581566899-8222949185417195520?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8222949185417195520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/09/salam-aidilfitri.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8222949185417195520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8222949185417195520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/09/salam-aidilfitri.html' title='Salam Aidilfitri'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/TI88fnzjC7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/LPaLin6nXvg/s72-c/DSC_0403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-3249420937633688618</id><published>2010-08-29T18:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T10:07:04.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Rina dear!</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/__x1gvNrsiJw/THo1pLYqhPI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bT_v-wtqg7U/s1600/Farrah%26Lina.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/THo1pLYqhPI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bT_v-wtqg7U/s320/Farrah%26Lina.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510776075588371698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Rina &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;Picture taken way back in 1995&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last year, I promised to upload our old photos together but only recently when I was spring-cleaning my store, I found this photo. So, there you have it dear...As you can see from the photo, yours truly was very slim, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masa ni baru form 5&lt;/span&gt;...photo was taken by a studio photographer, during those days, we were so fanatic with studio photos because we want our photos to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cun-melencup bila letak dalam&lt;/span&gt; friends diary or autograph. I wonder if it is still a practice with youngsters knowaday...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is a special day for a dear friend of mine, Rina...it's her 32nd birthday! Happy birthday dear! I always pray for all the best things in life for you and family :-) Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;they can grow separately without growing apart"&lt;br /&gt;- Elisabeth Foley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of Love...xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" /&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/2433062659581566899-3249420937633688618?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3249420937633688618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-rina-dear.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/3249420937633688618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/3249420937633688618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-rina-dear.html' title='Happy Birthday Rina dear!'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/THo1pLYqhPI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bT_v-wtqg7U/s72-c/Farrah%26Lina.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-8044038981377999349</id><published>2010-08-19T14:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:18:35.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/TGzWc6LsyMI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pq2R6RS5GMA/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/TGzWc6LsyMI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pq2R6RS5GMA/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507012236510283970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Izan and I&lt;br /&gt;Picture taken during our lunch gathering at Salut last year, 2009.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yum yum sedap tu kek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is the birthday of someone dear to me, my bff...Izan. She turns 31 but she ain't growing any older, still the same hot babe I've known since yester years &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ops!that's that means we're getting older? wink-wink)&lt;/span&gt;. We first met when we studied in Universiti Malaya back in 1997 then we when our separate ways. The world must be small, when we met again in 2006 because we work with the same organisation. And guess what? Now, we are colleague, not only working in the same division, in fact we are neighbours! Hahaaa...Work may be stressful at times but knowing that I have a friend next door makes everything easy. The only problem is when we start xoxo, sometimes no full-stop. Yes, time flies when you are having fun. K&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adang, entah apa-apa yang di xoxo...Hahaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you babe for being there for me. I am glad we've crossed our path for I have found another gem, a friend in you :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she gets all the things she wants in life, because I know she deserves it. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-8044038981377999349?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8044038981377999349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-babe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8044038981377999349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8044038981377999349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-babe.html' title='Happy Birthday Babe!'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/TGzWc6LsyMI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pq2R6RS5GMA/s72-c/DSC_0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-1927956967480896515</id><published>2010-08-18T12:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:27:37.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dugaan Berpuasa</title><content type='html'>Phew!!!Been awhile, right? Did anyone missed me? Hahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, we completed first week of fasting. I was having a very good ramadhan until something bad happened yesterday. This year, I was asked to attend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Program Berbuka Puasa. &lt;/span&gt;at selected masjid. Initially, we have to attend on our own plus cameraman, then only yesterday I found out that other executive from my division will be attending the program as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since one of the program falls during weekend, I went to see the other executive to ask for his help to cover this weekend's program. In fact, I went to see my big boss and ask her if it's ok for me to be excused this weekend. She said go ahead. So I went to his office and politely asked him to cover me. I came with good intention. Fyi, I did call earlier I told him that I wanted to see him, he said he is busy and will get back to me later, to which he didn't.  I could have just text him, which what normaly other colleagues do but no, I should go and see him personally, I thought it's better like this. Boy, I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered I asked nicely for his help, then I said something like "If you want to cover all districts &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lagi suka&lt;/span&gt;". I was merely saying, sekali he said to me "Why are you being sarcastic? You came to my office for my help, you know? You could have asked nicely". I blank &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sekejap&lt;/span&gt;, sarcastic? I think that's a bit too harsh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kenapa pula dia mo terasa, sedangkan kami rakan sekerja, sejak bila pula ngak boleh bergurau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said to him, since you will be attending and I spoke to our big boss she said one executive is enough that is why I am here..asking you if you can cover for me. Terus he said, look at you, look at how you asked for help. Then he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ulang lagi&lt;/span&gt;, you can be very sarcastic you know? You could have asked nicely. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Masa tu &lt;/span&gt;my blood go upstairs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sudah.&lt;/span&gt; I said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beginilah I teda maksud yang bukan-bukan&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pigi semua &lt;/span&gt;program, in fact &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lagi suk&lt;/span&gt;a. After all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masjid2, memang area lelaki, kami perempuan bukan ada role sangat, sekadar penyeri sahaja.&lt;/span&gt; So I said to him, now we go back to our story, can you help me or not. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dia&lt;/span&gt; dwell &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lagi benda-benda lain. Siap masukkan&lt;/span&gt; how often do I come to his office as compared to him? Dalam hati I what's that go to do with this? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heran juga, bulan&lt;/span&gt; puasa man can be very sensitive; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngak bertempat lagi. Aiseymen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said to him, why are you so sensitive? Then he said, you think you time is more valuable than me is it? I may have recording at 6:29 pm. I never said my time is more precious than you but since you will be attending, then might as well you cover. That's all. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dalam hati, kalau ada recording, &lt;/span&gt;then why did you put your name on the list? Hello? For decoration is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing lead to another. We were exchanging *5!@...**!!!^# that when I think back was whatlah!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Benda&lt;/span&gt; simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pun mau kasih &lt;/span&gt;complicated. In the end, I said to him, lets go back to what I've come for. I'm sorry &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(See, I said I'm sorry, sedangkan I don't think so I did anything wrong) &lt;/span&gt;if you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terasa&lt;/span&gt; that I was sarcastic, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sedangkan teda pun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berniat begitu&lt;/span&gt;. Now, can you cover me? Terus he said, ok he will cover. Then I said to him, I don't want to fight I don't want to have any friction with you. You won, I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt of our *5!@...**!!!^#&lt;br /&gt;He: Who said, this is about winning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: Well, I said I'm sorry. You won. I can never win with you. You are always right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: This is not a match you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: It is not a match, I know because in this match it's just you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: Then you don't understand me, Farrah&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, I don't understand you, ..... and you never want to understand the people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said thank you, I cakap lagi, are we cool? He said ya. Tapi I know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dalam hati&lt;/span&gt;, hmm...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dua-dua pun panas ni.&lt;/span&gt; In the end I did get what I wanted, but the process of getting help is gruesome.  Had I known it would turn this way,  I wouldn't have asked him , but it's a done deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, he could just told me he couldn't help me, I understand. Or he could have told me that, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dia letak2 jak namanya&lt;/span&gt; in the list but he is not planning to attend the program? Just be frank, isn't that too much to ask? Instead, he dwelled and twist and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masukkan elemen yang tidak pun berkenaan.&lt;/span&gt; Had it been him coming to me &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which btw, bukan membangkit, I lost count sudah,  I never said no)&lt;/span&gt; and asked for my help, I would have said yes and try my best to do it...I would never dwell, or make it seem that I'm God just because my colleague asks for my help. After all, this is teamwork right? We are suppose to cover each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it...luahan hatiku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Besar betul dugaan berpuasa ni, kelmarin&lt;/span&gt; I can't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt; already. I snapped. I think my p&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahala kelmarin pun teda sudah. Well, let's hope today will be a better day. I wonder my mum masak apa yerrr? Yum yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Berpuasa you'll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-1927956967480896515?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1927956967480896515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/08/dugaan-berpuasa.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/1927956967480896515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/1927956967480896515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/08/dugaan-berpuasa.html' title='Dugaan Berpuasa'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-8094539685935123512</id><published>2010-05-28T16:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T17:22:03.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More movies review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S_-IS-R5HSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/GnN6Ma3lIsQ/s1600/robinhoodposter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S_-IS-R5HSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/GnN6Ma3lIsQ/s320/robinhoodposter1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476245531442879778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Robin Hood - I give 3 1/2 stars. Go watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crowe and Blanchett were brilliant together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S_-FAab99uI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Q8Q8Yzr3-c8/s1600/85033_be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S_-FAab99uI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Q8Q8Yzr3-c8/s320/85033_be.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476241914048935650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Letters to Juliet - I give 3 1/2 stars. Go watch it! Bring tissue with you, peeps!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;Kotobian Tadau Tagazo Do Kaamatan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Drink and be merry! Aramaitee. Just remember, don't drink and drive.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" /&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/2433062659581566899-8094539685935123512?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8094539685935123512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-movies-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8094539685935123512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8094539685935123512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-movies-review.html' title='More movies review'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S_-IS-R5HSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/GnN6Ma3lIsQ/s72-c/robinhoodposter1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-7997484809425972680</id><published>2010-05-22T17:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T18:38:53.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GSC Policy Sucks!</title><content type='html'>Hi guys!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been wanting to watch "Belukar" ever since...and on top of it, my bff &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pun cakap best ceritanya&lt;/span&gt;. So, this morning we went all the way to 1B because there is only one show for "Belukar" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Punyalah l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aju bawa kereta&lt;/span&gt; just to be there on time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sampai,&lt;/span&gt; terus queue to buy ticket imagine our disappointment, they won't start the show because there were just the two of us. Apparently GSC policy was, GSC will only proceed with any show provided   at least 3 people bought the show tickets. We waited for a while, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manatau ada&lt;/span&gt; couple or at least &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;satu orang tapi &lt;/span&gt;after few minutes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teda.&lt;/span&gt; Check with the GSC girl again, confirmed they cancelled the show. I've never heard such policy. I thought as long as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt; audience the show will run. Looks like, we have to go to Growball then. Hopefully,  I can watch "Belukar" tomorrow. If not us, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sepa lagi yang&lt;/span&gt; support our film industry right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, being a true Sabahan, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;macam biasa kalau ada benda baru mesti mo sibuk-sibuk tengokkan?&lt;/span&gt; Hahaaa....So, I joint the crowd last night to check out new GSC at Suria Sabah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memang best, aircond sejuk giler&lt;/span&gt;, well at least for now. So peeps, bring your shawl with you. We watched the Bounty Hunter" last night. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okaylah&lt;/span&gt;...it's something different for Jennifor Aniston. I can't post my review, because I am a huge fan of hers :-) So, I am already biased here. Check out her body, stunning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I personally think this is not one of her best movies. Still, this movie was much better than "When in Rome". Chemistry between Aniston and Butler, showed that they have something going on off screen but the plot and script I think a bit loose. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sayang juga &lt;/span&gt;when you get two strong actors on screen together and yet the movie just so-so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S_eylAdeF_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/0toueGAMjEU/s1600/4311342252_5fc692ae7d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S_eylAdeF_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/0toueGAMjEU/s320/4311342252_5fc692ae7d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474040220940638194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I give 2 1/2 stars. Watch it only if you're Aniston's fan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wink-wink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/wink-wink&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Off me go darlings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2433062659581566899-7997484809425972680?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7997484809425972680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/05/gsc-policy-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7997484809425972680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7997484809425972680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/05/gsc-policy-sucks.html' title='GSC Policy Sucks!'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S_eylAdeF_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/0toueGAMjEU/s72-c/4311342252_5fc692ae7d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-2461380739288135529</id><published>2010-05-01T17:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T17:50:43.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S9vzV-eEKjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TR-pZSzgQG4/s1600/ironmanewmore1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S9vzV-eEKjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TR-pZSzgQG4/s320/ironmanewmore1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466230131616131634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ironman 2 - 4 stars. Watch it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much waiting and anticipation finally I get to see him. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nasib baik booking online, kalau tidak jangan harap dapat tengok.&lt;/span&gt;  In general, love the movie, though I think the previous the first Ironman was better. This time around, I feel that the movie squeeze so many thing s into one movie. This time around I see powerful supporting cast, one that I must mention here is Mickey Rourke, his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lakonan betul-betul hidup&lt;/span&gt;. No wonderlah he won an academy. Also, I wish Terence Howard would continue with this sequel, he is also such a hottie.Heheeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the Ironman himself? Robert Downey Jr. took that part well. Ironman is Robert Downey. Jr. Can't imagine anybody else &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bawa&lt;/span&gt; this role. I love his acting and you know what? I find him hot &lt;wink-wink&gt; despite he's a bit eccentric. Ops! yours truly can go overboard when it comes to Downey, I'm a big fan of him :-) So, please excuse me if I'm a bit biased here. Another thing that I love about this movie is the chemistry between Downey and Paltrow. Excellent chemistry. How I wish, one of these days, they do rom-com. I wonder how would that be? Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylah, don't want to elaborate further. Go, go, go watch this movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekend darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/wink-wink&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-2461380739288135529?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/2461380739288135529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/05/hes-back.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/2461380739288135529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/2461380739288135529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/05/hes-back.html' title='He&apos;s back!!!'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S9vzV-eEKjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TR-pZSzgQG4/s72-c/ironmanewmore1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-6835290603384804497</id><published>2010-04-22T22:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T22:53:52.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy people everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If only the management hire the right people for the right post then working together will be so much easier, right? Then again if everything fall into the right place then the management has nothing to do because they don't have to manage their staff. Hmm...in reality, everyday you just have to deal with creepy, weirdo, psychotic and the list goes on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently nowadays, I see creepy people everywhere and they are quite a number of them.  &lt;wink-wink&gt; For all you know, they may one day rule the organization. Not a pretty sight but I just have to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dealing with these people are just taxing...I think I better hit the sack now. I need my beauty sleep or else I may look horrible tomorrow :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Love yourself first,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-6835290603384804497?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/6835290603384804497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/04/creepy-people-everywhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/6835290603384804497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/6835290603384804497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/04/creepy-people-everywhere.html' title='Creepy people everywhere'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-1451167924995217848</id><published>2010-04-20T21:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T17:51:06.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When in Rome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S820eXgHKeI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eW2J_mtRow4/s1600/when_in_rome_p2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S820eXgHKeI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eW2J_mtRow4/s320/when_in_rome_p2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462220356868057570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When in Rome - I give 2 stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch this movie last weekend. After two rom-com It's Complicated and Date Night, I was hoping this one will be equally good but I was disappointed. Why? No chemistry between two lead actors despite Josh Duhamel is such a hottie! Despite supporting cast are also stand up comedians (correct me if I'm wrong) their presence didn't help the movie much. I was quiet most of the time, no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ketawa gila-gila&lt;/span&gt; except one scene when they were driving a mini car...yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So peeps, If you do want watch this movie. Post your comment, let me know what you think about this movie, ya? I promise I won't bite...hahaaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nite, sweet dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-1451167924995217848?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1451167924995217848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-in-rome.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/1451167924995217848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/1451167924995217848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-in-rome.html' title='When in Rome'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S820eXgHKeI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eW2J_mtRow4/s72-c/when_in_rome_p2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-3529037095313156129</id><published>2010-04-13T09:31:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T18:40:50.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Complicated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S8PKjcYRHkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/D2yDoSYNlr0/s1600/10680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459429883565383234" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S8PKjcYRHkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/D2yDoSYNlr0/s320/10680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;It's complicated - 3 1/2 stars. Watch it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yours truly managed to complete the ironing yesterday. Yahuuu! So, as a reward we went to watch It's Complicated yesterday's evening. I love it. I especially love the smoking weeds scene - hehee...kinda remind me of the good ol' days &lt;wink-wink&gt;...I find it hilarious, but mind you only real adult will be able understand or comprehend the message behind the whole movie. I dare to say this &lt;em&gt;sebabnya, masa kami tengok&lt;/em&gt; this movie, I think only the three of us laughed our heart out! The other young couples/audience apparently were quiet. So I've concluded they either don't get it or perhaps they were intimated by our roars of laughters. Hahaa...errrr, I chose to believe the former conclusion! &lt;/wink-wink&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till my next post, back to work now. Ssssh!&lt;wink-wink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/wink-wink&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-3529037095313156129?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3529037095313156129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-is-complicated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/3529037095313156129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/3529037095313156129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-is-complicated.html' title='It is Complicated'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S8PKjcYRHkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/D2yDoSYNlr0/s72-c/10680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-4648203823455489697</id><published>2010-04-12T14:23:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T17:52:01.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S8LC1odPBzI/AAAAAAAAAII/KsUDZGJEdA0/s1600/87110_bj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S8LC1odPBzI/AAAAAAAAAII/KsUDZGJEdA0/s320/87110_bj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459139924975355698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S8LBzmiIEFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/sEBFFz_kbEc/s1600/cd67cf578042a8a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Date Movie - 4 stars. Yes! Go watch it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I took my very first two days leave that was last Friday and today. So, what better way to spend your break than pamper yourself right? Other than being Officer-In-Charge since our maid &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;balik kampung&lt;/span&gt;...so for the time being no more being tai-tai until we find new maid. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Penat ooooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;setelah berhempas pulas kemas rumah dan jadi&lt;/span&gt; laundrymart, I said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ini tak boleh jadi. Mesti juga&lt;/span&gt; go out and pamper myself. So yesterday we spent the whole day and evening B, L and D outside and catch-up with movies. Watched two movies, first Date Movie then follow-up by Clash with the Titans. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalau ikutkan hati, mau terus tengok &lt;/span&gt;It's Complicated...hahaaa...anyway, we decided to watch it next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;wink-wink&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S8LC1xOZF7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/v-wAMr9gF9k/s1600/perseo02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S8LC1xOZF7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/v-wAMr9gF9k/s320/perseo02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459139927329019826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Clash of the Titans - 2 1/2 stars. So so nothing new, still you may watch it on Wed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/wink-wink&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wink-wink&gt;&lt;/wink-wink&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between movies, s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;empat juga&lt;/span&gt; i squeeze "me time" so I had body lymphatic massage and foot reflex. The result, heaven! Then dinner l&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;agi makan tomyam seafood dan kerabu mangga wah wah wah! meletup! Kakakakaaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! before signing off, if you do watch Date Movie, check out Mark Wahlberg's super-abs! He's sooooo sexy! Gotta go, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hari mau hujan&lt;/span&gt;, so yours truly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kena angkat kain&lt;/span&gt;...Perhaps, if I finish ironing, we may get to watch It's Complicated tonight :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Undomestic Goddess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-4648203823455489697?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4648203823455489697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/04/movie-marathon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4648203823455489697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4648203823455489697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/04/movie-marathon.html' title='Movie Marathon'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S8LC1odPBzI/AAAAAAAAAII/KsUDZGJEdA0/s72-c/87110_bj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-1892079011860476195</id><published>2010-04-10T17:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T17:19:42.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is what happened when I have ample time...I ended changing my blog layout to this current layout. What do you think peeps, do you like it? I like it, thou I might change it to another design, when I have the time...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masih kebaruan ni&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;banyak lagi mo dibelajar...&lt;/span&gt;so please be patient with me ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checkout my new signature. Huhu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/133/F759853F79AA1695A094200EE4C3B244.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-1892079011860476195?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1892079011860476195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/04/mini-makeover.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/1892079011860476195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/1892079011860476195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/04/mini-makeover.html' title='Mini makeover'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-5386896791397457800</id><published>2010-04-04T22:37:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T17:27:43.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Rapport</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S8BEaMS1OcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/emH5C5qnj_Y/s1600/IMG_2088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S8BEaMS1OcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/emH5C5qnj_Y/s320/IMG_2088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458437965140539842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sharing lighter moment with daddy. Don't we look alike? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today he is 54th years old...heheee...love him to bits =))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dad, it's your birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I want you to know, You're with me in spirit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wherever I go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're an exceptional man, So strong and so wise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're the perfect role model for a dad, in my eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;So Dad, happy birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;May there be many more &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;So we can enjoy, Our very special rapport. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Joanna Fuchs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-5386896791397457800?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5386896791397457800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/04/special-rapport.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5386896791397457800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5386896791397457800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/04/special-rapport.html' title='Special Rapport'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S8BEaMS1OcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/emH5C5qnj_Y/s72-c/IMG_2088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-92808885068284941</id><published>2010-03-24T22:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T23:06:20.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A month a go I had a dream that something bad will happen to a close friend of mine. The dream was so surreal, and then I woke up. I realized with was just a bad dream. Then, I had another dream, again about the same friend of mine. I told my hubby about my dreams, he said to me maybe I have a strong feeling about it that's why I dreamed about it. I didn't tell anybody else about my dream except my hubby and parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies. I tried not to be too analytical about my dreams (well, that's what my hubby told me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Katanya &lt;/span&gt;I over-analyze stuff). I forgot about it. I prayed to God that, it's just a dream. K&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ata orang mainan tidur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this close friend of mine called me today. He told me that they've decided. They conveyed to him their decision. It's bad news. The moment I heard this,  I was stunned for a while. I never expected it to end this way. I always believe "every cloud has a silver lining". Then it hit me, those dreams were signs. It's deja vu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't tell him about my dream. I know it will only upset him more. As a friend, I pray for whatever best for him. Perhaps, this bad news could be a blessing in disguise for him. We never know. I bet something good will come out of it. Insya'Allah, with God's willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-92808885068284941?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/92808885068284941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/03/deja-vu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/92808885068284941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/92808885068284941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/03/deja-vu.html' title='Deja Vu'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-4854057715239094600</id><published>2010-03-15T15:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:03:24.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perkhidmatan Mesra Pelanggan</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Round 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Hello, selamat petang &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DBKK (reception 1): Selamat petang, DBKK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Selamat petang, boleh saya dapatkan alamat penuh Unit Pengiklanan... (belumpun habis request she passed me to another staff which I dont know who)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Round 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DBKK (reception 2): Selamat petang, DBKK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Selamat petang, saya dari ....... ....., begini kami mau tulis surat ke Unit Pengiklanan, boleh dapatkan alamat penuh Unit Pengiklanan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DBKK (reception 2): Tunggu sekejap ya (apparently she doesn't know their own unit's address? ... so she passed me to this fellow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Round 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DBKK (reception 3): Hello, selamat petang, DBKK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Hello, selamat petang, boleh saya tahu saya bercakap dengan siapa ya?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abdul: Abdul* sini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Ok, macam ni saya dari ....... ....., begini kami mau tulis surat ke Unit Pengiklanan, boleh dapatkan alamat penuh Unit Pengiklanan? Nama ketua Unit tu siapa ya...Jimmy*, kan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abdul: Oh, Jimmy* tu bukan officerpun (what kind of remark?), tulis kepada Tuan Haji Jamal* dia yang Ketua Bahagian ni, Unit Pengiklanan tu dibawah Bahagian Pelesenan. Ada banyak unit dibawah Pelesenan. (Ok I get it, it's a big department)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Jadi saya tulis kepada Tuan Haji Jamal*, boleh dapatkan nama penuh dan jawatan sekali? (I needed the right info before I start drafting my letter). Then, I went on further to explain to him that my boss has spoken to Mr. Jimmy earlier. So, I'm doing the follow-up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abdul: Tuan Haji....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Boleh tolong eja namanya Tuan Haji J.a.m.a.l. ..(off course I have to get the exact name and correct spelling right?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abdul: Boss kamu belum kasih nama diakah? Kamu ngak minta boss kamu nama dan alamatnya? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: Abdul, kalau saya sudah ada nama dan alamat penuh saya tak perlu telefon kamu untuk minta info ini (commonlah, please use your common sense).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abdul* then gave me the full the HODs full name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Alamat penuh? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abdul: Alamat DBKKlah...(Off course DBKK, but which one? I know there is DBKK building but there are also DBKK's offices in Centre Point, commonlah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Faks no.?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abdul: 219&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Faks no. ada 3 no. jaklah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abdul: 219 175&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Terima kasih&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abdul: Sama-sama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Untuk tujuan keselamatan penulis, bukan nama sebenar digunakan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-4854057715239094600?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4854057715239094600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/03/perkhidmatan-mesra-pelanggan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4854057715239094600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4854057715239094600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/03/perkhidmatan-mesra-pelanggan.html' title='Perkhidmatan Mesra Pelanggan'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-5615157541542608558</id><published>2010-02-23T16:33:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T08:54:11.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat.Pray.Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S4OalYzzyuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/QugO7B9fIFw/s1600-h/eatpraylove-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441362741899283170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S4OalYzzyuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/QugO7B9fIFw/s320/eatpraylove-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; I love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It took me just 3 days to finish reading &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eat.Pray.Love by Elizabeth Gilber&lt;/span&gt;t.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love the book. Normally, when you reach the last page of a book, you know that's the ending, but with this book the ending is like the beginning of more questions about life; instead of conclusion, it begs more questions. I won't elaborate in details what makes me fell in love with this book. You got to read it yourself :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just last weekend, I bought another book by her,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Committed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's the continuation of her previous book. So far, I like this quote &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Marriage becomes hard work once you have poured the entirity of your life expectations for happiness in the hands of one mere person".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Hmm...something to think about :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh, did I tell you that the movie on this book will be out by end of this year? I'm so looking forward to the movie! And guess what? On screen, Julia Robert is Elizabeth Gilbert. Can't wait. So excited. Huhu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maybe I will blog about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Committed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;once I finish reading it. Till then, muahhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/2433062659581566899-5615157541542608558?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5615157541542608558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/02/eatpraylove.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5615157541542608558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5615157541542608558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/02/eatpraylove.html' title='Eat.Pray.Love'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S4OalYzzyuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/QugO7B9fIFw/s72-c/eatpraylove-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-551772035161642383</id><published>2010-02-16T13:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T14:11:00.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you found your soul mate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;"People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quotes from Eat.Pray.Love: One Woman's Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia - Elizabeth Gilbert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" set="yes" linkindex="25" href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/quotes/19501" class="bookTitleRegular"&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/2433062659581566899-551772035161642383?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/551772035161642383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/02/have-you-found-your-soul-mate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/551772035161642383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/551772035161642383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/02/have-you-found-your-soul-mate.html' title='Have you found your soul mate?'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-5664844234287291830</id><published>2010-02-14T22:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T23:17:36.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Celebrations, Double Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gong Xi Fa Chai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, hubby and I don't really celebrate valentine's day, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sebabnya&lt;/span&gt;..everyday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pun&lt;/span&gt; Valentine's Day. So what we did today was, we went to Suria Sabah for the first time..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apalagi,&lt;/span&gt; window shopping&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah and &lt;/span&gt;offcourse&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; jalan-jalan cari makan.&lt;/span&gt; I think we spent almost the whole day there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mengukur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;luas&lt;/span&gt; Suria Sabah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I love most about this Suria Sabah is the Times Bookstore...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boleh&lt;/span&gt; spent &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masa berjam-jam disana&lt;/span&gt;. I was spoiled for choices but me being prudent and savvy...,  I decided to buy a book by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elizabeth Gilbert-Eat.Pray.Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I have started reading the book, and true to what others claimed... she's that good that I can't stop turning to the next page, to see what's next. Maybe will blog about it, once I finish part one of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Metrojaya...and I saw others (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makcik, pakcik,&lt;/span&gt; baby, kids and couples) were also there to window shopping. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bila masuk&lt;/span&gt; Metrojaya, I feel like entering a Zoo or Muzium s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ebabnya semua orang pun &lt;/span&gt;just window shopping and some even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ambik gambar dengan patung-patung&lt;/span&gt; and decor-decor...maybe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mo &lt;/span&gt;upload &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; fb kali!Hahaaa...If this trend continues, I wonder how the Metrojaya can survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about that. I'm going to continue my reading...I'm just thankful that I'm surrounded with the people who loved me just the way I am and that my friend, is indeed a blessing. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love makes life beautiful - Happy Valentine's Day!xoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-5664844234287291830?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5664844234287291830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/02/double-celebrations-double-happiness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5664844234287291830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5664844234287291830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/02/double-celebrations-double-happiness.html' title='Double Celebrations, Double Happiness'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-7729581916371905981</id><published>2010-01-31T17:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:58:38.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adnan Sempit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S2VSufhdGtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-ynSL8rh4AY/s1600-h/adnan-sempit-poster-204x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432839484181650130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S2VSufhdGtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-ynSL8rh4AY/s320/adnan-sempit-poster-204x300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Managed to drag hubby and bro to watch this movie and we enjoyed every minute of it! It's very light, entertaining, &lt;em&gt;lucu&lt;/em&gt; and at the same time &lt;em&gt;ada juga&lt;/em&gt; moral message behind it. Casting was good, except, the lead actress - Intan Lydana, I wish MIG had chosen a better actress. Then again, it's just my opinion, I might be wrong. ...&lt;em&gt;Jangan pula lepas ni kena sue...hahahaha...Apa-apapun,&lt;/em&gt; y&lt;em&gt;ang penting,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shaheizy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Sam@Adnan"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam@Adnan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Sempit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  - he's a talent to watch out for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ngak mau cakap banyaklah&lt;/em&gt;...go watch it while it's still showing at the cinema. I give 4 stars for this movie! :-D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-7729581916371905981?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7729581916371905981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/01/adnan-sempit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7729581916371905981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7729581916371905981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/01/adnan-sempit.html' title='Adnan Sempit'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S2VSufhdGtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-ynSL8rh4AY/s72-c/adnan-sempit-poster-204x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-9032445940084697709</id><published>2010-01-28T19:32:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:21:33.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time out from the madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S2GAKRcM3cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nHIRHw_KRyM/s1600-h/kasanova+xxl+-+tv3.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/__x1gvNrsiJw/S2GAKRcM3cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nHIRHw_KRyM/s320/kasanova+xxl+-+tv3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431763539554262466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Shaheizy Sam as Ozi Halim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S2F_-jKOrcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ygpM-o2StzQ/s1600-h/kasa1.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/__x1gvNrsiJw/S2F_-jKOrcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ygpM-o2StzQ/s320/kasa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431763338152291778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isn't he a cutie?hihi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From now on, I make a point to work efficiently so that means I must be punctual, clock in and clock out on time. So far so good. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;After all arguing with a fool proves there a two - Doris M. Smith.&lt;/span&gt; Hahaaaaaaaaaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bila sampai rumah awal&lt;/span&gt; off course the first thing I do is, tengok tv&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. Normally my favourite channel is 712 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapi&lt;/span&gt; out of nowhere  I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ter&lt;/span&gt;click TV3 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulak&lt;/span&gt; this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terus I tertengok&lt;/span&gt; "Kasanova XXL". It's about Ozi Halim a smart guy but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gendut.&lt;/span&gt; His hobby is chatting, tapi because he is shy that he is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gendut&lt;/span&gt;, he uses his brother's photo as his profile photo and guess what? Because he is such a charmer, smooth talker...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adalah beberapa&lt;/span&gt; girls &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yang  minat Ozi...hehee...&lt;/span&gt;, the story line is simple actually tapi very the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lucu&lt;/span&gt;, I think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sebab utama&lt;/span&gt; the lead actor Ozi Halim is a good actor and off course other cast (Rusdi Ramli, Nanu, Nadia Mustapha and Emelda Rosmila)  also makes it even better. What's more funnier, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ozi bukan&lt;/span&gt; naturally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gendut, dia pakai&lt;/span&gt; padding &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jak&lt;/span&gt; to make him look &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gendut. Tengok cara dia jalan pun lucu!&lt;/span&gt;Hahaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the show &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sebab&lt;/span&gt; yours truly super excited, I google about this show because I wanted to know who is Ozi? Then I found out that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;this 13 episodes of "Kasanova XXL" is directed by Suhaimi Baba, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alah&lt;/span&gt; you know the famous director of "Pontianak" and the scriptwriter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulak&lt;/span&gt; the same duo who did "Pontianak" script. So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kira&lt;/span&gt; this is their first attempt into romantic comedy genre.  To which I think a good attempt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found out the actor behind Ozi is Shaheizy Sam. No wonder&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; lately the entertainment industry is buzzing about him. He is a talented actor! Now that I know it's him, I might consider watching "Adnan Sempit"? Provided I can drag my hubby to watch this movie. I heard the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meletup-letup dipanggung. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to the next episodes. So peeps, if you need a feel good time out, "Kasanova XXL" is worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nite peeps, sweet dreams!xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P/s: Ozi kinda reminded me of a close friend of mine, who is cheeky as well! &lt;wink-wink&gt;&lt;/wink-wink&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-9032445940084697709?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/9032445940084697709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-out-from-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/9032445940084697709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/9032445940084697709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-out-from-madness.html' title='Time out from the madness'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S2GAKRcM3cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nHIRHw_KRyM/s72-c/kasanova+xxl+-+tv3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-4454285464096264376</id><published>2010-01-26T22:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:45:22.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To thine own self be true</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S17_bWaANAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Xu7XkSdrqnw/s1600-h/Inner-happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S17_bWaANAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Xu7XkSdrqnw/s320/Inner-happiness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431059045991592962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;photo credit by kenlauher.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To thine own self be true" - Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;At the end of the day, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the biggest reward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you can get is by satisfying yourself first. Once you reach to this level,  the rest is secondary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &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/2433062659581566899-4454285464096264376?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4454285464096264376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-thine-own-self-be-true.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4454285464096264376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4454285464096264376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-thine-own-self-be-true.html' title='To thine own self be true'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S17_bWaANAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Xu7XkSdrqnw/s72-c/Inner-happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-8765486328983795170</id><published>2010-01-23T10:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T11:27:14.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The art of ass kissing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S1pk210jOpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/mU7GeC9k4lg/s1600-h/cgon30l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429763194071759506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S1pk210jOpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/mU7GeC9k4lg/s320/cgon30l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All these while I am a strong believer that to succeed in your career all you need to do is put your commitment to your work, perform every task and assignment given to you and most importantly, exceed your boss's expectation. That's it. It's very simple. Nothing personal nor office politics. Boy, I was damn wrong. It turns out to be that ideal scenario only exist in "Farrah's World" not in the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality is, just by performing your assignments are not enough. You need to do ass kissing to get to the top of the ladder. Doesn't matter if you don't excel in performing your assignment. Doesn't matter if your work &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;cincai&lt;/span&gt; or lack of flavour or not up to the expected standard. What actually matter is mastering "The art of ass kissing"; to which I am lacking at!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should change my ideals. Maybe from now on I should put ass kissing as my priority in work???&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Mungkin I kena pakai air-corn kali? Atau kipas kuat-kuat?Ehyer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yucks. I don't know how others do it. Hmm...I guess by the look of it, I'll be stuck in a rut for sometime. It's ok &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;nalang&lt;/span&gt;, I have my principle and I am going to stick with it for now...who knows I might change my mind later. Will let you all know when that happens. Still, the mere thoughts of it, stinks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekend, peeps!&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/2433062659581566899-8765486328983795170?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8765486328983795170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/01/art-of-kissing-ass.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8765486328983795170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8765486328983795170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/01/art-of-kissing-ass.html' title='The art of ass kissing'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/S1pk210jOpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/mU7GeC9k4lg/s72-c/cgon30l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-3091201814135152897</id><published>2010-01-19T13:56:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T14:46:49.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Could this be it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bipolar disorder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is a serious mental illness that is characterized by extreme changes in mood, from mania to depression. It can lead to risky behavior, damaged relationships and careers, and even suicidal tendencies if it's not treated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The primary symptoms of bipolar disorder are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dramatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;unpredictable mood swings&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Could this be it? Hmm something to thing about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Source: webmd.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/s: On my previous post I mentioned that I trust my instincts are always right. Well peeps, it's confirmed. My instinct was right all along.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-3091201814135152897?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3091201814135152897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/01/could-this-be-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/3091201814135152897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/3091201814135152897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/01/could-this-be-it.html' title='Could this be it?'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-7951801365712461977</id><published>2010-01-11T15:30:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T09:02:12.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be a stranger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A friend in need, is a friend indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As a friend, all you wanted to do is help your friend because you care for him/her. So, I find it weird when someone I regarded as my close friend can just "lied" right to my face when he/she should have just tell the plain truth. After all, I am his/her friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perhaps he/she has his/her own reasons. Perhaps he/she didn't trust me enough to tell the truth. Perhaps he/she is scared that I will tell others. If trust is the issue, then that's very sad. After all we've been through? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perhaps, he/she never even regarded me as his/her friends. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Or maybe, I was wrong. Maybe he/she did the tell the truth. Oh! well, let's give it a benefit of a doubt. But, I still can't help it that, after all these years, he/she should have known me better. I don't judge. I just want to help. Simple fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wish I was not a stranger to him/her. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I might be a stranger to him/her but I still hope nothing but best wishes for him/her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Or maybe, I am just being too emotional because it's the first day of the month. Still, I trust my instincts are always right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-7951801365712461977?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7951801365712461977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-be-stranger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7951801365712461977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7951801365712461977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-be-stranger.html' title='Don&apos;t be a stranger!'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-8286508910741240392</id><published>2010-01-01T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T20:25:32.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year 2009 left us with a blink of an eye. Again, I feel that time passes so fast and yet there is so many things that I wish I have achieved in 2009. Then again, I believe I did achieved something worth remembering 2009; because I chose to see my glass is half full. Well we can't dwell about the past, because it's past tense and there's nothing we can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can only put my hope in 2010...because it's the present and I know I can do something about it. You know what? I am thankful I have my family with me in good time or bad time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Alhamdullilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, peeps..Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-8286508910741240392?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8286508910741240392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8286508910741240392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8286508910741240392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-2010.html' title='Welcome 2010'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-4159451362540617542</id><published>2009-12-29T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:47:35.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't that ironic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please bear in mind all characters are fictional and based on the blogger's active imaginations... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sarah owns a wedding planning company - "Fairy Tales Wedding" and she needs to hire PR staff to help her in promoting her business. So a number of potential candidates came for interview and Sarah decided she wanted to take this particular candidate; let's call him Zack, because she believes he can perform based on his convicing interview. But, there's a catch here, Zack came with some medical history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, as times goes by, words gets around that the operating manager; we named him Mike can't see eye to eye with Zack. Reason being, according to Mike, Zack was not able to perform according to what is expected of him. However according to Zack, their disagrements are getting personal. Mike claimed that he had several discussions with Zack and infact send him a love letter in hoping that something good will come out of it. So it's Mike's words against Zack's yada yada and the tension continues until...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mike decided to bring this matter to Sarah, the CEO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Going to CEO off course you'll expect a sound decision or at least a fair recommendation from Sarah. So, imagine to Mike's horror when he told Sarah his predicament, Sarah just told him off that there is nothing he can do, because Zack is mentally retarded!" OMG! How could she said that, Mike couldn't believe it, especially when it comes right from Sarah's mouth, the CEO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the end, I find the whole scenario so messed up because if Sarah knows from the beginning about his medical history then how dare she called Zack mentally retarded when she was the one who hired him in the first place, isn't that ironic, don't you think? And how can you simply call someone mentally retarded or spastic? That's a first degree insult!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, perhaps he does has medical history but that doesn't entitled him to be called retarded, right? At the same time it's not fair also for Mike because all this while he has no idea that Zack has medical history. So now that Mike knows this, what his gonna do? Do he trys his best to be professional and burnt grudges against Zack which means he will find his way to make things work for both of them, or plan more personal attacks to Zack?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-4159451362540617542?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4159451362540617542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/12/isnt-that-ironic.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4159451362540617542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4159451362540617542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/12/isnt-that-ironic.html' title='Isn&apos;t that ironic?'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-6233427047200893273</id><published>2009-12-10T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:49:39.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Overdue Tag</title><content type='html'>This was a long overdue tag, tagged by Rina dear, alas better late than never...so, here I am blogging my first tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What were you doing 5 years ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back in 2004, I was working with one of Sabah's leading private college then in 2006 I left this college to join current organisation. Oh! did I tell you that this was the year we started courting each other? Oh, no let me rephrased that, this was the year he started courting me...hahaha...that's more like it :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What were the 5 things on your to do list today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To bank in some cash to my ASW2020 - DONE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To draft 3 short articles for office bulletin - Still proscatinating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To complete watching Entourage Season 3 Part 1 - So looking forward to watch this tonight. Huhu!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To finish reading "Shopaholic -Ties The Knot" - Will do this before I go to sleep to night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To choose what I want to wear for our organisation's Annual Dinner tomorrow - I'm stuck here, I don't know what to wear. Sigh.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I'm suppose to tag to others right? Well, anyone reading...feel free to do this tag :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-6233427047200893273?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/6233427047200893273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/12/long-overdue-tag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/6233427047200893273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/6233427047200893273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/12/long-overdue-tag.html' title='Long Overdue Tag'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-466999791454827636</id><published>2009-12-02T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:38:54.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twilight Saga : New Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SxZ6E2wQDfI/AAAAAAAAAF8/qERKYgLHUgs/s1600-h/3742133861_c461d50e57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SxZ6E2wQDfI/AAAAAAAAAF8/qERKYgLHUgs/s320/3742133861_c461d50e57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410646226168188402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Jacob is so hot! (photo credit to runacity at flicker.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy I think since forever, ever since &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raya Puasa&lt;/span&gt; I've been working non-stop till  I  forgot when was the last time I had weekends! Anyway, now that I'm on a mini break, b&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aru boleh tarik nafas lega&lt;/span&gt;. So what happened was, I think one week ago I finally get the chance to watch Twilight at HBO. Now don't laugh, I know I am so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ketinggalan! Nah, sekali tengok&lt;/span&gt; I'm hooked. No wonder&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; I've been hearing the buzz about this Edward Cullen since last year. Now I know why! I never thought Vampires can be so cool!Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night we went to watch The Twilight: New Moon. Frankly speaking, I find that Twilight was much better than The New Moon, I don't know why I just feel something is missing here in this sequel, maybe it's because of different director? Or perhaps I should read the book? Another thing, I hope for the following sequel, Dakota Fanning's role will expanded...she's such a talented young girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for those who hasn't watch this, it's still worth watching :-)&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/2433062659581566899-466999791454827636?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/466999791454827636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/12/twilight-saga-new-moon.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/466999791454827636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/466999791454827636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/12/twilight-saga-new-moon.html' title='The Twilight Saga : New Moon'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SxZ6E2wQDfI/AAAAAAAAAF8/qERKYgLHUgs/s72-c/3742133861_c461d50e57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-3568785000638903670</id><published>2009-11-10T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:52:08.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamonds are forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SvlxJTuYoKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/D1vRPAI73Sw/s1600-h/DSC00477.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/__x1gvNrsiJw/SvlxJTuYoKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/D1vRPAI73Sw/s320/DSC00477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402473632735207586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See that big whole in the middle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, while I was stuck in my car near MUIS area, I saw something odd on my left fingers (at that time both hands were on steering) I just realized that the diamond on my wedding ring slipped. I don't know what happen, in the first place how could that happen? I thought diamond don't just slip right? Imagine my horror &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masa tu? Kelam kabut &lt;/span&gt;I called my sister and bff. I feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;macam mau tercabut nyawa, ok? &lt;/span&gt;I can't concentrate my driving. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siap&lt;/span&gt; driving &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sambil mms&lt;/span&gt; this photo to my sister, bff and colleague@gurlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that popped up on my mind was, my hubby is going to kill me! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Di tambah lagi dengan&lt;/span&gt; my sister said, maybe it's a bad sign? oh no! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terus&lt;/span&gt; freak out! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tambah serabutlah&lt;/span&gt; my head &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masa tu&lt;/span&gt;. Initially, I was so worried of what will my hubby's reaction when I tell him this piece of bad news. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dalam hati, habislah&lt;/span&gt; I'm deadmeat after all the money that he spent on this wedding ring? I even had the thought of going back to TOMEI and buy a new diamond with the same design and just replace it. My hubby wouldn't know, would he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite cover-up plan that I have in mind, at that particular point of time, deep inside me, it feels like a big stab to my heart when I saw that big whole in the middle because this ring means a lot to me. It's my wedding ring and the sentimental value that comes with this ring is totally in describable. For a moment I felt lost.  I never thought that when the diamond slipped,  only then it makes me realized how much this ring means to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, sometimes we tend to take things for granted. Only when we lost it or it's gone, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barulah kecarian, barulah&lt;/span&gt; appreciate, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barulah tersedar&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes it's just too late but if you are lucky you may get the chance to make amends or show that this thing/person means something to you. In my case, I was lucky because that diamond slipped inside my handbag. Thank God! Alhamdullilah. Next time , I might not be this lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening, I did tell my hubby the truth. Lucky me again, he wasn't angry or mad at me but I am not suprised, knowing he is very calm and collected (well, he is totally opposite of me!maybe that's why we are together :-D). In fact he was cool about it. Tapi p&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;art yang paling I suka dengar&lt;/span&gt; was, when he said "Maybe this ring need another ring to kasih kawan dia" Hehehe...this part, me likey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story, don't take things for granted and for now don't buy any jewellery from TOMEI until I get a good explanation how could this happened. After all, when you spent thousands, off course you expect high quality workmanship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-3568785000638903670?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3568785000638903670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/11/diamonds-are-forever.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/3568785000638903670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/3568785000638903670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/11/diamonds-are-forever.html' title='Diamonds are forever'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SvlxJTuYoKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/D1vRPAI73Sw/s72-c/DSC00477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-5225646653892960922</id><published>2009-10-31T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:03:06.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I must admit that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; is not a popular vocabulary in my dictionary. Due to my stubborness or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ketubalan&lt;/span&gt; it's so difficult to say &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'm sorry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; even tough at times I knew that I was wrong but today, I said the dreadful phrase &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'm sorry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to somebody dear to me after a heated argument. Well actually, I wouldn't conclude it as a heated argument but let's just dramatize the whole situation given at that time I was on my first day of the month where Auntie Rose paid a visit (peeps, that's one of the beauty of being a lady because you can always blame it on your imbalanced hormones when  that time of the month arrives). :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with a phone call from a dear friend, he was informing me that my big boss wanted me to assist him for one dinner event. I remembered I was upset when he said that he knows that I don't work during weekend and it was my boss who asked me to work for that particular dinner not him. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I terus jadi emo masa tu. W&lt;/span&gt;hat upset me more was, I was already planning to assist him because I knew he needed any extra help he could get. In fact I already rescheduled my Saturday night appointment so I can help him with the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, I don't know what happened, we ended yelling at each other. The next thing I know, he hung up the phone just like that. Imagine my temper at that time, off course &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berderau jugalah darah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my temper subsided, I made the three attempts to call him back because I just want to settle all this mess or whatever you may call it. My phone calls were ignored. Maybe he was still pissed, ok fine. Finally, when  I managed to talk to him, I told him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"I'm sorry"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and I really meant it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. At that time, I was already calm so I explained to him gently what was my intention &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(niat sebenar - nawaitu)&lt;/span&gt; in the first place. After that, he told his side of the story, now I know why he was pissed earlier.  I should have listened instead of just hearing. Well, temper flares  in any upcoming event, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What amazes me was even though it's so difficult for me to say the phrase &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"I'm sorry"&lt;/span&gt; because I feel that I didn't do anything wrong but I did it and you know what? I am relieved that I made the first move to say &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'm sorry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The reason was simple, I just don't want to fight and I don't want to let all these negative vibes get into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? most importantly, I said I am sorry because he is a dear friend of mine. I treasure our friendship. If he is reading this (which I doubt so), I hope he knows how I value our friendship. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalau orang lain jangan haraplah I would make the first step!&lt;/span&gt; I bet those who knows me very well must be suprised with this entry knowing that I can be quiet self-centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, it doesn't matter who is right or who is wrong. To me what matter most is, who take the first step to make things better, right peeps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-5225646653892960922?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5225646653892960922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5225646653892960922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5225646653892960922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-4541976277493451262</id><published>2009-10-14T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:31:31.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imitation is the best form of flattery</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/__x1gvNrsiJw/StXgMWq6u-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/WBb65OSS53w/s1600-h/1046110-small.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/__x1gvNrsiJw/StXgMWq6u-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/WBb65OSS53w/s320/1046110-small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392462631694679010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For illustration purposes only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love perfumes and I collect perfumes. I think those who are close to me know this. My love for perfume goes to the extent that I have specific perfumes for certain occasions. For instance, during office hours I use perfume that is light and pleasant but for special occasions I use strong and intense perfume. If I go for outdoor activities I go for something fresh. Then I have perfume that I reserve for that special dinner. But I have a problem here. Whenever, I found out somebody is using the same perfume as mine, I change to another perfume. I don't want to use the same perfume anymore. Then again, off course along the line my perfume selection clashes with others right? It can't be helped. Ok fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, recently (not quite recent) some friends of mine commented that they like my perfume. Off course I'm flattered. The next thing I know, they bought the same perfume. Ok fine, I said to myself. I can get a new perfume. This time around I chose something that is totally different. Something that I've wanted for so long. I bought it. I used it on special occasions. I really like this particular perfume. Even my family told me that this is me. I love this perfumes and I know nobody close to me use this particular perfume. I'm contented. I found my perfume. I found my scent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it's gonna be fairy tale ending for me (yes, by now you can call me perfume fanatic, it's fine by me :-)). For all I know, I found out that someone that I know just bought the same perfume. What a coincidence. Just when I was about to claimed this as MY PERFUME somebody else is using it too! I freak out! How could that be? It's been two days and I can't stop thinking about it. I talked about it to my hubby, my bff and my sister. I was heartbroken (nah, correction I am still heartbroken). How could this happen to me? I know, I'm being overly dramatic here but I can't help it. Oh! maybe you won't understand, it's okay. I just need to blog about this in hoping that it will cool me down. Crazy isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bff told me that this time around when I found another perfume that I like, make sure I don't tell a single soul what I'm wearing. Keep them guessing. My sole consolation was, when my sister jokingly told me "Imitation is the best form of flattery". I'll take that as a compliment :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just have to find another new perfume. Wish me luck!&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/2433062659581566899-4541976277493451262?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4541976277493451262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/10/imitation-is-best-form-of-flattery.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4541976277493451262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4541976277493451262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/10/imitation-is-best-form-of-flattery.html' title='Imitation is the best form of flattery'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/StXgMWq6u-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/WBb65OSS53w/s72-c/1046110-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-1183561200479953006</id><published>2009-09-11T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:37:42.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ugly Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/Sqnn-qohdEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/I57_2aXt-Zw/s1600-h/3701126347_f220acc0b0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380086293652927554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/Sqnn-qohdEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/I57_2aXt-Zw/s320/3701126347_f220acc0b0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This was one of the scene that I like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SqnnpVdqIHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ZrB5Telvpe4/s1600-h/aeb02118aeb5a3d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went to watch this movie with hubby last night with no expectation at all, I know it's a romantic comedy movie but I have no idea what the story is all about. Initially, I was a bit sleepy after &lt;em&gt;buka puasa taulah perut sudah kekenyangan&lt;/em&gt; but the moment I watch this movie, I was hooked from the beginning until the end. Gerard Butler such a good actor! As of Katherine Heighl? She's &lt;em&gt;okaylah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To me, I think the movie is hilarious!!! Hubby and I laughed throughout the show, luckily &lt;em&gt;ngak kena halau dari panggung.&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, if you like "He's not that into you" then I think you would like this movie. I'm thinking of watching this movie again, maybe this time around I'll bring my bro along, I'm sure he likes it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So tunggu apalagi,&lt;/em&gt; go go go watch this movie!&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/2433062659581566899-1183561200479953006?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1183561200479953006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugly-truth.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/1183561200479953006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/1183561200479953006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugly-truth.html' title='The Ugly Truth'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/Sqnn-qohdEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/I57_2aXt-Zw/s72-c/3701126347_f220acc0b0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-3342918976548825053</id><published>2009-09-02T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T17:20:15.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This conversation took place...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Continuation of yesterday's entry. I went to the bank accompanied by my hubby, well actually he's the designated chaffeur. So I went to the bank...&lt;em&gt;dengan lafaz Bismillahirahmannirahim;&lt;/em&gt; and I said to myself...be cool. Then, I saw one familiar face, I approached her...it turns out to be that she was my student back then. &lt;em&gt;Rozilydia Hj. Jaafar namanya, orang Tawau juga&lt;/em&gt;...she was also my junior when I was in SM. St. Patrick back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Luckily she was there, with her help, I now have proof that I have make the payment to the right account. I called the hotel to clarify again. Then hotel told me that, their re-checked their bank statement and yes, apparently they received my payment. Thank God! &lt;em&gt;Nasib baik I jumpa Lydia&lt;/em&gt;, she made the whole things easier! Thanks dear! Now, I just wait for the hotel to issue the receipt so I can then claim reimbursement from my office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, after that I brought my hubby to CP (Centre Point) because I want to get something to munch munch &lt;em&gt;(uzur yer!)&lt;/em&gt;. I told him, I don't know what to eat...I want 1901 hotdog, double cheese burger, sandwich, hmm...bun and I want Cafe Mocha Starbucks too! So, I'm stuck here...don't know what to eat. I can't be eating all, right? So as usual, hubby decided for me. He knows I love coffee so I should get a cuppa from Starbucks and he knows that I love cheese burger so he asked me to get that cheese burger. Then while waiting for the cheese burger at the counter, this conversation took place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: I think I have a big problem...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hubby: Yes, I know that long long time ago, in a galaxy far-far away &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(music background: John Williams, Starwars)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: You do? Tell me then what's my problem? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hubby: Is it something to do with being thrifty? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(add sarcasm secukup rasa; but then again it's like him talking to the Great Wall of China)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: No. That's not a problem for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hubby: No?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: I just don't know what to choose, when it comes to deciding what to buy. That's my real problem. Haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hubby: Huhhhhhh?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Silent thought :Contemplating the fate of the shopping universe of Darth Farrah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Selamat Berbuka Puasa you'all. Mum's cooking is still the best. Till Then. See Ya! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-3342918976548825053?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3342918976548825053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-conversation-took-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/3342918976548825053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/3342918976548825053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-conversation-took-place.html' title='This conversation took place...'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-8333690220571633111</id><published>2009-09-01T15:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T15:31:13.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a bummer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Saturday, I went to CIMB Cash Deposit, Jalan Sagunting to make payment for my outstanding hotel charges-Perkasa Hotel Keningau. Don't ask me why do I have to fork out my own money to pay for my outstation hotel charges. The reason was simply because I didn't inform our Admin Unit thus no LoU from them means I have to pay first, then claim later which is fine by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short, I went there and join the long queue. Upon my turn, I click the account number, then the cash deposit display - PERKASA HOTEL. Confirmed account number, so I bank in RM120. Transaction successful. I waited for my receipt. Suddenly, the cash deposit machine ran out of paper. So no receipt we printed. At that point, I still remained cool. I called the hotel, I told them what happened. They assured me that should be no problem, they will check with the accounts department but I have to wait until the office opens today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went I thought everything will be ok, then I received a phone call from the hotel. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They told me their account statement did not show any deposit RM120 made from CIMBank, Jalan Sagunting at 10:30pm, 29th August 2009.&lt;/span&gt; So that means, I have to go to CIMBank, Jalan Sagunting and  ask the bank where did my money go? Where at the same time I didn't have any receipt with me to proof that I've deposited the cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok, tommorow I will go there and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ask the bank nicely and gently.&lt;/span&gt; I just want to know where did the money go? Don't tell me I have to deposit another RM120 to the hotel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyi, before I bank in my payment there was no warning on the screen stating that the machine was out of paper thus unable to print out payment receipt. Should the machine displayed the warning, I wouldn't stupidly bank in cash. What a bummer!&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/2433062659581566899-8333690220571633111?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8333690220571633111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-bummer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8333690220571633111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8333690220571633111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-bummer.html' title='What a bummer!'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-4741383301760400544</id><published>2009-08-29T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:38:39.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Rina dear :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Rina dear, thank you for all these years...thank you for being my friend for the past 18 year and counting. I wish you all the best things in life and more :-) Love you! So here goes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A friend is a Treasure - Renee Duvall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Friend is a Treasure             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A friend is someone we turn to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              when our spirits need a lift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              A friend is someone we treasure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              for our friendship is a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              A friend is someone who fills our lives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              with beauty, joy and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              And make the world we live in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              a better and happier place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;P/s : I wanted to put our photos masa muda-muda dulu tapi belum scan lagi...dulu-dulu mana ada digital camera. So stay tune peeps!&lt;/span&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/2433062659581566899-4741383301760400544?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4741383301760400544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-rina-dear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4741383301760400544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4741383301760400544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-rina-dear.html' title='Happy birthday Rina dear :-)'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-7584717176061771175</id><published>2009-08-26T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:07:21.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All in the name of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A close friend of mine told me that, he/she will fight all the way just to keep their relationship going eventhough at the expend of making the fool out of themselves. They don't care, just to prove their unconditional love. They even said that, they will not give-up eventhough their instinct is telling them that it's not going to work out, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This makes me wonder, the things that we do all in the name of love...is it worth it? I'm not saying they are fools in love, does the other person appreciates all the crazy things that they did for them? If the woman/man failed to see how my friends fight all the way just to show they care, then I think it's their lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right now, I just hope and pray that the woman/man that my friends are fighting for is worth it after all. I hope this woman/man knows how much they means to my friends. If this woman/man sincerely love my friends, then they better stop hurting my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just cannot bear it when I see someone dear to me gets hurt over and over again. It breaks my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-7584717176061771175?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7584717176061771175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-in-name-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7584717176061771175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7584717176061771175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-in-name-of-love.html' title='All in the name of love'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-7133981400543538829</id><published>2009-08-22T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:42:26.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st wedding anniversary babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/So90cCS8ZHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3QMapTY0rVY/s1600-h/n683846307_909214_8379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/So90cCS8ZHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3QMapTY0rVY/s320/n683846307_909214_8379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372640905477776498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Picture credit to Jeffrey Wong (www.jeffreywong.wordpress.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some said, the first year of marriage is the hardest, well babe you've survived the first year!  So here I am wishing both of you a wonderful journey together as hubby and wifey.  Amin. Love you both! Muahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today also is the first day of Ramadhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, Selamat Berpuasa...you it's only 12.45pm and I am all dressed up looking forward to go to Pasar Ramadhan :-)&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/2433062659581566899-7133981400543538829?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7133981400543538829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-1st-wedding-anniversary-babe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7133981400543538829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7133981400543538829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-1st-wedding-anniversary-babe.html' title='Happy 1st wedding anniversary babe!'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/So90cCS8ZHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3QMapTY0rVY/s72-c/n683846307_909214_8379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-1151540305391178005</id><published>2009-08-17T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:48:33.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minor setback</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Any official functions we have to adhere to the standard protocol as per standard practise depending on your organisations' protocol. Different functions require different set of protocols. That was part of my job - that is to make sure the right VIPs seat at the right seating. Little did I know, what I thought was the standard protocol was not seen as the right thing to do according to this particular so-called VIP. I was merely doing my job. If I had known that the seat that I offered her would have offended her social ranking and status, I would definitely find ways to rectify the whole thing. But then again, if I do that then, this will set a precedent for future functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, being in this line of work, I'm prepared to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kena tukul &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bambu&lt;/span&gt;, so I faced the music this morning. Being me, it 's not easy to just keep quiet when someone scolded you even though you know you were on the right side. No point arguing, when someone was so angry over petty matters like this (well, at least to me). I just kept my cool and remain calm. Deep down, God knows. I felt down, because I know I did the right thing. But not to worry, I'll bounce back, after all this is just minor setback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it's unfair but the again, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siapa juga si Farrah tu, kan???  &lt;/span&gt;It's just a job, it's not everything. There more to life than just work. I bet, some hypocrites in the office were already celebrating knowing the fact that Farrah just got screwed by someone "BIG" up there. For all you know, it'll be hot topics at the canteen. The next thing you  know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cerita-cerita tu ditambah garam and gula untuk kasih sedap rasa &lt;/span&gt;but that's the least of my concern. That is beyond my control.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At least I get free publicity, famous for the wrong reasons; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;macam &lt;/span&gt;Paris Hilton &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;To my BFF, thank you for being there, thank you for standing next to me, I really appreciate it...hey, you know who you are:-))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-1151540305391178005?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1151540305391178005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/08/minor-setback.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/1151540305391178005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/1151540305391178005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/08/minor-setback.html' title='Minor setback'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-8817121909935189120</id><published>2009-08-16T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:55:10.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie's Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/Soffj7rwDRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6ifOXF6jpNo/s1600-h/008.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/__x1gvNrsiJw/Soffj7rwDRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6ifOXF6jpNo/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370506889072217362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Standing from left to right: Farrah, Farrah and Farrah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farrah (English): Beautiful, Delightful, Joyful, Happiness and Ironsmith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally after working for current organization for the past three years, I was sent to attend a course on Event Management. Pheww! what a reward. Thank you, boss. The course was interesting and it has provided me with in-depth knowledge on event management skills which are totally relevant to my current work. Not only that, I get to meet the people in the industry of event management.; such a cool and happening group of peoples! I had a great time, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sampai ngak mau balik&lt;/span&gt; office, hahahaha! Anyway, the highlight of this course was, for the first time three Farrah's in one room, can u imagine? How often do you get this chance right? Yes, Farrah is such a common name; Fara, Farrah, Farah...but these three girls shared the same Farrah's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;name, bah! Apalagi,&lt;/span&gt; I've got to blog about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-8817121909935189120?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8817121909935189120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/08/charlies-angels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8817121909935189120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8817121909935189120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/08/charlies-angels.html' title='Charlie&apos;s Angels'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/Soffj7rwDRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6ifOXF6jpNo/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-8970636924320947398</id><published>2009-08-05T11:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T11:50:16.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My worst nightmare has just begun</title><content type='html'>What more can I say? Please wake me up when this is over...sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-8970636924320947398?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8970636924320947398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-worst-nightmare-has-just-begun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8970636924320947398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8970636924320947398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-worst-nightmare-has-just-begun.html' title='My worst nightmare has just begun'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-1699430863802951138</id><published>2009-08-02T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:22:18.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be counting sheeps...</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/__x1gvNrsiJw/SnW74AoLEXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/o_hkE2JnKds/s1600-h/415156615_41a102d676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SnW74AoLEXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/o_hkE2JnKds/s320/415156615_41a102d676.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365401101997379954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo credit: dkle [urf]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been away from office for the past one week, so tomorrow is my first day back to office. Well actually, since now it's already past midnite, then in 8 hours time I'll be in the office. I don't know why, I feel nervous going back to the office, maybe it's because it's my first long break since last March. I think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I berdebar-debar &lt;/span&gt;since last Friday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lagi&lt;/span&gt;...I hope everything will be ok. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jangan kena H1N1 sudahlah!&lt;/span&gt; Because one of the symptom is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berdebar-debar&lt;/span&gt;....adeh!adeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one week, a lot of things can happened...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lagi-lagi &lt;/span&gt;I heard that the witch from culcutta is going to be our big boss, effective this Aug. Oh! I think my worst nightmare has just begun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep... to be honest, I am so not looking forward to office...and now I am having difficulties sleeping...bengkali lepas ni I'll be counting sheeps. I hope it works. Don't ask me to read , because I am not in the mood for reading. Big sigh. My only consolation is, I get to see my bff tomorrow. I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bet, mesti banyak gossip ni!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO, Gossip Girls!&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/2433062659581566899-1699430863802951138?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1699430863802951138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-be-counting-sheeps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/1699430863802951138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/1699430863802951138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-be-counting-sheeps.html' title='I&apos;ll be counting sheeps...'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SnW74AoLEXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/o_hkE2JnKds/s72-c/415156615_41a102d676.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-4755332550224836234</id><published>2009-07-22T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T01:24:42.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For a change...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Earlier on, I chose black as my blog's background because I thought I wanted to write something deep and mysterious but lately I feel that black is to heavy for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me...macam terlampau&lt;/span&gt; mysterious &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulak&lt;/span&gt;. So, for a change I use white because at this moment I am feeling white and to me white represent transparency...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s : It's past 1 am and I still can't sleep, maybe the Cafe Latte that I had at Coffee Bean was too strong for me...I know I have to do some write up for office but I am so not in the mood...I should put procrastinating in my dictionary now. Like the say, old habit dies hard! haha!&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/2433062659581566899-4755332550224836234?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4755332550224836234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4755332550224836234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4755332550224836234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-change.html' title='For a change...'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-8893543670140479017</id><published>2009-07-17T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T01:10:30.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuhan lebih sayangkan Yen (30 Julai 1977 - 17 Julai 2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Innalila hiwainalila hirojiun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I received an sms from As this morning, she told me that a dear friend of mine, Yenilia Badrin has passed away this morning. No wonder&lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt; I've been having strange feeling this week...&lt;em&gt;Berdebar-berdebar...I rasa sangat terkilan sebab&lt;/em&gt; I didn't get to see her, &lt;em&gt;bila balik Tawau mesti ngak sempat jumpa arwah.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Rasa menyesal betul, lebih menyesal lagi sebab&lt;/em&gt; I didn't know she was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I get to see her before she left. If only...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that her family diberikan kekuatan untuk menghadapi ujian dari Allah S.W.T. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Fatihah. Semoga rohnya dirahmati Allah S.W.T. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-8893543670140479017?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8893543670140479017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuhan-lebih-sayangkan-yenilia-badrin-30.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8893543670140479017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8893543670140479017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuhan-lebih-sayangkan-yenilia-badrin-30.html' title='Tuhan lebih sayangkan Yen (30 Julai 1977 - 17 Julai 2009)'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-6900075383530636535</id><published>2009-07-15T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:08:27.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teruskanlah - Agnes Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pernahkah kau bicara tapi tak didengar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tak dianggap sama sekali&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pernahkah kau tak salah tapi disalahkan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tak diberi kesempatan&lt;span id="more-1230"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reff:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kuhidup dengan siapa ku tak tahu kau siapa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kau kekasih ku tapi orang lain bagiku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kau dengan dirimu saja kau dengan duniamu saja&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;p&gt;teruskanlah teruskanlah kau begitu&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kau tak butuh diriku aku patung bagimu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cinta bukan kebutuhanmu&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;back to reff&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kau dengan dirimu saja kau dengan duniamu saja&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Teruskanlah teruskanlah kau begitu...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-6900075383530636535?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/6900075383530636535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-you-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/6900075383530636535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/6900075383530636535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever...?'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-2051218796856804672</id><published>2009-07-08T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T15:34:45.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He has gone to another world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SlTDcOsDI3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/_-iVOZ2EfIA/s1600-h/capt.photo_1246998191510-1-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SlTDcOsDI3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/_-iVOZ2EfIA/s320/capt.photo_1246998191510-1-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356120746596967282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remembering Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 August 1958 - 25 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe that Michael Jackson has left us until I watched his Memorial Service on Astro.&lt;br /&gt;Reality finally sink in, that he is gone forever.&lt;br /&gt;There was only one Michael Jackson and he has left us.&lt;br /&gt;There we lost another amazing talent.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, what is his soul are doing right now? Moonwalking?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, for the first time he can walk freely and finally he is allowed to be left  alone;&lt;br /&gt;no more papparazi chasing a scope out of his life.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he finds peace in his new world.&lt;br /&gt;May his soul rest in peace. Amin.&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/2433062659581566899-2051218796856804672?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/2051218796856804672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/07/he-has-gone-to-another-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/2051218796856804672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/2051218796856804672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/07/he-has-gone-to-another-world.html' title='He has gone to another world'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SlTDcOsDI3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/_-iVOZ2EfIA/s72-c/capt.photo_1246998191510-1-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-2342187605103794194</id><published>2009-07-05T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:05:36.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's a hottie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SlB6lb_-zEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4VNmy1fSls0/s1600-h/0000463203-96390L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SlB6lb_-zEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4VNmy1fSls0/s320/0000463203-96390L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354914740533382210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to see Transformers : Revenge of the fallen. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalau lelaki semua terpegun tengok&lt;/span&gt; how sexy and hot Megan Fox is, then for us ladies...at least I can speak for myself, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terpegun tengok&lt;/span&gt; Josh Duhamel...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tanpa kelip mata, ok? &lt;/span&gt;He's a hottie...sexy oooh! His body...his look...wah, I'm drooling already! Hahaha...In fact, I noticed him since previous Transformers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ladies, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sepa yang belum tengok&lt;/span&gt; Transformers...go go go watch! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuma satu jak pesanan I, ada &lt;/span&gt;spoiler&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sikit...sebab ramai &lt;/span&gt;parents &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bawa&lt;/span&gt; their kids so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tahan-tahan jaklah kalau tiba-tiba sampai scene bagus tiba-tiba ada &lt;/span&gt;baby &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merengek&lt;/span&gt; non-stop. That's what happened to us last night. Aiyayah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;babies macam tau-tau jak tu &lt;/span&gt;scene&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bagus&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mau jak I marah,&lt;/span&gt; but then again maybe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teda orang jaga&lt;/span&gt; babynya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dirumahkan? Iyalah&lt;/span&gt; parents &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pun mo tengok wayang juga.&lt;/span&gt; Who knows in the future &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pulak &lt;/span&gt;bawa my newborn baby &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p tengok wayang?:-)&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/2433062659581566899-2342187605103794194?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/2342187605103794194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/07/hes-hottie.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/2342187605103794194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/2342187605103794194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/07/hes-hottie.html' title='He&apos;s a hottie!'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SlB6lb_-zEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4VNmy1fSls0/s72-c/0000463203-96390L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-253719285809694693</id><published>2009-07-03T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:14:59.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I felt so alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/Sk34HWKbNCI/AAAAAAAAADk/3CRGWZ2LIc4/s1600-h/9baa4031edc1980e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/Sk34HWKbNCI/AAAAAAAAADk/3CRGWZ2LIc4/s320/9baa4031edc1980e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354208337105466402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Absence makes the heart grow fonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After quite sometimes working, to be exact, the last time I took leave was in March! I finally managed to take three (3) days off. Those three days were fantastic! I had a great time recuperating (well, at least in my context) at home doing nothing and catching up with friends that I've abandoned for quite sometimes. Sorry mate, I've been extremely busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I am back in the office with lots of recharged energy and full of positive anticipations. Instead, I felt strange today, for the first time I felt so alone despite  the office is full with people. I can hear them sharing light moments and gossiping here and there  after all it's Friday already. Nobody has the mood to work...everybody was already looking forward to weekend. And yet I felt so alone. My mind keeps wondering how do you know who's your friend? Can you say your officemate is your friend? Or they just have to get along with you because you work together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least for me, since we are colleagues, we have to put our differences aside and get things done, right? We are professionals at work. Even if you don't like this particular person, you still have to work together right? At the end of the day, even if you work together doesn't mean you have to friends but at least being civil to each other won't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people define colleagues as their friends. But to me, to be a friend it takes more than that. A true friend is someone you trust. A true friend hear you out. A true friend will be there for you. A true friend stands together with you, although they know sometimes you are not right . True friends protect each other. The list goes on, my question is, can you find a friend in your office? I FIND IT DIFFICULT. Maybe because it's hard for me to open up and trust people, that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I feel that the office are full of hypocrites. They say nice things in front of you but it's different story altogether when you are not around.   Given choice, I would rather deal outright hostility rather than deal with sugar coated lies. Call me harsh, but you just know when you spotted a faker! It's all written on their face and body language never lies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, why should I make my mind miserable over things that are beyond my control? They are the one with problems, not me. I keep on telling myself that I must be true to myself because I am who I am. Then again, it's those things in life that you have no control over to begin with, that tends to annoy, tends to irritate the hell out of you! Still, I have to deal with them. I just hope over time things change for the better. Hmmm....nope, some people are just born bad genes. Opps! There I go again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-253719285809694693?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/253719285809694693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-felt-so-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/253719285809694693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/253719285809694693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-felt-so-alone.html' title='I felt so alone'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/Sk34HWKbNCI/AAAAAAAAADk/3CRGWZ2LIc4/s72-c/9baa4031edc1980e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-7288730284813634520</id><published>2009-07-01T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T13:36:31.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a note to tell you all that I'm still here, so many things to blog about but time is not my side. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;On another note, macamlah others wonder what happened to me?&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe...perasan pulak yours truly, as if she's celebrity blogger! Haha...will update my blog soon:-)&lt;br /&gt;Have a beautiful day! Cheers!&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/2433062659581566899-7288730284813634520?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7288730284813634520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-still-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7288730284813634520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7288730284813634520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-326857453978363814</id><published>2009-06-21T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:12:43.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My daddy, my hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SlB1IBzk3bI/AAAAAAAAADs/a2XN6m3TJlE/s1600-h/IMG_0473.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/__x1gvNrsiJw/SlB1IBzk3bI/AAAAAAAAADs/a2XN6m3TJlE/s320/IMG_0473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354908737727684018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a backdated post but I know it's never to late to tell the whole world that I love my daddy so much! From time to time, you get questions like this, "Which one are you closer with, your mum or you dad?" If people ask me this, I would tell them both; actually off course I am closer to my mum in a sense that I can talk to her about anything and everything but when it comes to seeking opinion or advise, I would definitely talk to my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, if I told my friends that my parents are very open and understanding, they wouldn't understand...some would just roll their eyes and you can see the shock written all over on their face! Haha...when I said they being open, I mean very open ok? Let's not go further, those friends who knows my parents...I can imagine them nodding their heads when they read this entry.Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can list 1001 reasons on why my dad is my hero. I look up on him. I seek advise from him. I listen to what he got to say and knowing my stubbornest...the moment my dad slow talk to me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terus&lt;/span&gt; I follow everything that he said. Off course, he spent a lot on me...hehehe, you know raising a daughter like me can be very expensive investment! And, I have yet to show positive return invesment! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend once told me that, once you are married you no longer need to ask permission from you father instead it's your hubby that you need to get clearance. I beg to differ, even now that I am married, I still think my dad's words are important, I can't help it. He's my hero, nobody can't beat that. After all that he's done to me, he raised me up to become what I am today. Thankfully, I turn out to be fine (wink-wink) . I am so proud to be have a father like him. Up to today, he's always there for me.  Looking back...I still remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had my first accident in Tawau back in 1995. I called him. He was the one who settled everything for me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had a miserable time with my ex-boss in KL back in 2002. I turned to him. It was him who gave me a new perspective,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went for my interview for my current post, It was him who coached me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my car insurance expired, change my tyre &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;botak&lt;/span&gt;, fixed my car, paid my car installments. He covered everything for me eventhough I was already earning my own income!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go for my mini get away or vacations, he sponsored my trip and off course b&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;agi duit lagi! Itu sudah kerja tu!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Betul-betul&lt;/span&gt; spoilt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be suprised, I can be very sensitive and emotional when it comes to my dad. In fact &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bergenang sudah mataku &lt;/span&gt;thinking about my dad, I can feel my teardrops falling while I'm typing this entry. I can't imagine if he's not around anymore. I don't know what will I do without him. I just hope that, Allah s.w.t &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;panjangkan umur &lt;/span&gt;my dad so that I will be able to give back what he has given to me all these years, well at least some part of it. I hope when have enough &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rezeki,&lt;/span&gt; then I can send him to perform his Haj. Amin. Insya'Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am now someone's wifey but I am always my dad's daughter. I love you dad, very  very much!Muahhhhhhhhhhhhh!&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/2433062659581566899-326857453978363814?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/326857453978363814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-daddy-my-hero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/326857453978363814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/326857453978363814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-daddy-my-hero.html' title='My daddy, my hero'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SlB1IBzk3bI/AAAAAAAAADs/a2XN6m3TJlE/s72-c/IMG_0473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-7686015414819257187</id><published>2009-06-17T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:32:35.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instead of getting a pat in the back, you get screwed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes when you work hard and put so much effort into making an event a major success (to say the least, everything in order) The feeling of an achievement shattered into pieces just because of one bloody f**king phone call from an old mother f**ker. Mind my language, I'm bloody f**king pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, why should I be pissed, after all she is mentally handicapped (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dulu, kini dan selamanya - credit UMNO baru&lt;/span&gt;)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, I feel underappreciated and miserable. Fullstop. There must be a way to deal with this old mother f**ker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-7686015414819257187?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7686015414819257187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/06/instead-of-getting-pat-in-back-you-get.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7686015414819257187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7686015414819257187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/06/instead-of-getting-pat-in-back-you-get.html' title='Instead of getting a pat in the back, you get screwed!'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-1035495071724817629</id><published>2009-06-03T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T15:57:29.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kemesraan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SjCzHf0yOjI/AAAAAAAAACg/0IsVeAvBBqI/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345969699072129586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SjCzHf0yOjI/AAAAAAAAACg/0IsVeAvBBqI/s320/DSC00138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Suatu hari Dikala kita duduk ditepi pantai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dan memandang ombak dilautan yang kian menepi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Burung camar terbang bermain diderunya air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suara alam ini hangatkan jiwa kita &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sementara sinar surya perlahan mulai tenggelam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suara gitarmu mengalunkan melodi tentang cinta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ada hati membara erat bersatu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getar seluruh jiwa tercurah saat itu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kemesraan ini janganlah cepat berlalu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kemesraan ini ingin kukenang selalu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hatiku damai...jiwaku tentram disampingmu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hatiku damai...jiwa ku tentram bersamamu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night I attended a &lt;em&gt;kenduri doa selamat&lt;/em&gt;, so normally during kenduri we get to see friends and family, recites prayers and tahlil together. The part where reciting prayers and tahlil are the part that I like most because when we said our prayers, I can feel that Allah s.w.t is listening to us and all you can feel is peace, nothing else matters.  Another part that I like is, &lt;em&gt;makan &lt;/em&gt;time where food is everywhere. &lt;em&gt;Lauk pauk jak mo 10 macam, lain lagi dessert, kuih-muih, kek, coffee and tea, air bandung and fruits...apa ngak kenyang macam ular sawa!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What I've just described is how a normal &lt;em&gt;kenduri&lt;/em&gt; affairs are carried out but last night the host invited a group of anak yatim from Rumah Anak Yatim Islam Tawau. They came in to join us for the feast,&lt;em&gt; ramai betul &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;meriah sangat! So, after the feast they&lt;/em&gt; performed few songs for us&lt;em&gt; siap&lt;/em&gt; accompanied with keyboard organ lagi (please correct me if I'm wrong, &lt;em&gt;ngamkah tu namanya?). Syioklah tengok dorang nyanyi walaupun ada sengau sikit&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;sumbang &lt;/em&gt;but that is besides the point.  Then they sang their last song, which was "Kemesraan" made popular by Broery Romantika. &lt;em&gt;Terus I rasa sangat sayu especially part chorus,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"kemesraan ini janganlah cepatlah berlalu..."&lt;/strong&gt; I felt like my heart is crying because knowing that we are so lucky to have our parents with us to see us grow up to become what we are today. You see, they were jovial and happy despite hadn't had the chance to experience parents' TLC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Which makes me wonder, sometimes we take things for granted, thinking that our loved ones will always be there for us...but what if one day they are gone? I can't imagine how I am going live without my parents... God knows. I just hope, &lt;em&gt;Allah s.w.t panjangkan umur mereka&lt;/em&gt; so I have the chance to give something back to them. Amin. No, it's not just money (&lt;em&gt;macamana juga &lt;/em&gt;I want to return their endless investments with my reckless spending? wink-wink). Actually, it's the quality time that we spend with our parents, itu &lt;em&gt;yang mahal tu&lt;/em&gt;...and off course TLC goes a long way...hey, did you tell your parents that you love them today? Did you ever say thank you to them?  Hmm...better go and tell them (not through blog, fb or sms ya?) in person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-1035495071724817629?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/1035495071724817629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/06/kemesraan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/1035495071724817629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/1035495071724817629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/06/kemesraan.html' title='Kemesraan'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SjCzHf0yOjI/AAAAAAAAACg/0IsVeAvBBqI/s72-c/DSC00138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-7377314865585538535</id><published>2009-06-02T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:21:38.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toy soldiers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pernah dengarkah lagu&lt;/em&gt; "Toy Soldiers"? I think this song was popular during my time in high school...anyway, you must be wondering why did I blog about this song. Right now in the office, &lt;em&gt;I betul-betul rasa yang macam&lt;/em&gt; toy soldier &lt;em&gt;sebab sekarang kami ada komando baru...:-)&lt;/em&gt; If you think I am stressed out because of this so called new commando in command, actually on the contrary I'm not. In fact, I find it funny or shall I said hilarious...luckily I have  other &lt;a href="mailto:neighbours@another"&gt;neighbours@another&lt;/a&gt; toy soldiers &lt;em&gt;yang gila-gila juga,&lt;/em&gt; so I think I'll do just fine!&lt;wink-wink&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-7377314865585538535?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7377314865585538535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/06/toy-soldiers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7377314865585538535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7377314865585538535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/06/toy-soldiers.html' title='Toy soldiers'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-4990434514257555824</id><published>2009-05-14T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:00:32.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Captured by Christian Bautista featuring Sitti</title><content type='html'>I was captured the moment we met&lt;br /&gt;Carried away with every word you said&lt;br /&gt;It's a mystery how you got to me&lt;br /&gt;I fell in the spell of your charms&lt;br /&gt;With your siren's smile you caught me off guard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one glance took away my breath&lt;br /&gt;Then you drew me in with your tenderness&lt;br /&gt;You captivate my soul, I'm enraptured&lt;br /&gt;You knocked me out you locked me up&lt;br /&gt;Stole my heart like a thief at love&lt;br /&gt;Keep me here in your happy ever after&lt;br /&gt;I'm captured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way just in case you care&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to stay, I'm not going anywhere&lt;br /&gt;I took a dive in your deep dark eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I'm never comin' up for air&lt;br /&gt;I lost myself in this bond that we share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One sweet kiss took away my breath&lt;br /&gt;Then you drew me in with your tenderness&lt;br /&gt;You captivate my soul, I'm enraptured&lt;br /&gt;You knocked me out you locked up&lt;br /&gt;Stole my heart like a thief at love&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight in your happy ever after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you've got the best of me&lt;br /&gt;No one else could hold the key&lt;br /&gt;I'm captured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one touch took away my breath&lt;br /&gt;When you drew me in I could not resist&lt;br /&gt;You captivate my soul, I'm enraptured&lt;br /&gt;You knocked me out you locked me up&lt;br /&gt;Stole my heart like a thief at love&lt;br /&gt;Keep me here in your happy ever after&lt;br /&gt;I'm captured...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-4990434514257555824?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/4990434514257555824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/05/captured.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4990434514257555824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/4990434514257555824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/05/captured.html' title='Captured by Christian Bautista featuring Sitti'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-8610971447508875930</id><published>2009-05-10T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T02:10:50.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's love lasts a lifetime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SgcSte-TdGI/AAAAAAAAACA/092xHcR-DGg/s1600-h/IMG_0449.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/__x1gvNrsiJw/SgcSte-TdGI/AAAAAAAAACA/092xHcR-DGg/s320/IMG_0449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334252856261440610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;My mum and I, fuyoo baju pun matching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SgcVgNlft1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/DFs8UExlD7k/s1600-h/IMG_0611.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/__x1gvNrsiJw/SgcVgNlft1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/DFs8UExlD7k/s320/IMG_0611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334255926790567762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;MIL and I&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;masih rock lagikan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I have two mums now, we decided to celebrate mother's day with my mum on Saturday, that was 9th May then today we decided to spend time with my mother in law. So, last night the whole family went all the way to Gayang Seafood to have our family dinner . Don't ask me why we went to Gayang although it's wayyyy to far for our place:-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine during our drive there, which was quite a journey...each one of us were already planning our menu of what we want to eat...finally, after we reach there, we were shocked because the place was full with peoples; s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ampaikan kapten yang tukang ambil order pun terlari-lari, ikan dalam aquarium pun terlompat-lompat; mungkin ikan-ikan, ketam-ketam, lobster-lobster terkejut tengok ramai orang. &lt;/span&gt;I think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan ada ikan tu macam ngak rela dimakan kali!hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;Anyway,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kami turun juga&lt;/span&gt; thinking that, it's not that bad. My parents when to get table while Ozzy and I waited for our turn to order near the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ikan-ikan, ketam-ketam, lobster-lobster yang melompat-lompat. &lt;/span&gt;So, at that time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I macam malaslah ramai betul orang, sure makan tak sedap &lt;/span&gt;because chef &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kelam-kabut and mesti order lambat sampai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I waited for the captain to take my order. Sekali u know what happened? Since they don't have enough staff, so after captain took order, the captain herself will get all items e.g i&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan, ketam, udang and stuff &lt;/span&gt;then put it in  a basin then send it to kitchen. So, while  she was trying to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sauk this ikan, dapatla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;h sekali bila angkat, ikan  tu melompat then jatuh di simen. &lt;/span&gt;So, you know what happened next? Captain t&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u tendang jak ikan tu macam main futsal masuk balik dalam besen dia. Adudui...ikan tu mesti mati tak rela!&lt;/span&gt; So, that's it, I told my parents that we better go somewhere else because the place is to packed and most importantly, I dont my i&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan nanti kena tendang-tendang macam bola futsal! Adeh, sakit perut nanti!&lt;/span&gt;So we went everywhere and all restaurants were packed with families, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dasyat sungguh mother's day celebration ni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think that saturday night &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tu semua restaurant macam kena serang &lt;/span&gt;families! Last-last we settled down at Wagamama 1B. I know it's not up to mum's liking but, since s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emua restoran kena serang&lt;/span&gt; so I think this was the best place available. Anyway, 7 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lawan&lt;/span&gt; 1 off course kena &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ikut &lt;/span&gt;majority &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan?&lt;/span&gt; All in the name of demogracy. No worries, I will still bring the whole family for seafood dinner but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tunggulah...kalau mo pigi pun biarlah time low season, baru nyaman makan, baru boleh sampai menjilat jari...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Ozzy and I went for breakfast with my parents in law. I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nilah, sekarang ada dua &lt;/span&gt;family so both side mesti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jaga; &lt;/span&gt;both are equally important. After breakfast of shall I call it brunch, we went window shopping at Warisan Square...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masa tu juga I see people everywhere, ada yang bawa kek, ada yang bawa popo@nenek jalan-jalan...sekali lagi, memang dahsyat mother's day ni!hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's my adventure this weekend. I think I had a full but meaningful weekend. I am thankful that I am still here to celebrate mother's day with my mum and mother in law. God knows how can I live without her for she has always been there for me, she's always stand by me whenever I needed her. You see, with my mum, I can talk to her about anything and everything and no censorship at all because she is so open and understanding. I am so lucky that I have a mum like her. I love you mummy! Thanks for always there for me!Muaahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my mother in law, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dia memang&lt;/span&gt; cool! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sangat&lt;/span&gt; open and very caring too! love you too mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, lagi &lt;/span&gt;to all my mummy bloggers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rina - You are a great mum! your family is so lucky to have you:-)&lt;br /&gt;2. Ina - Ini fashionista mama! you rock! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teruskan &lt;/span&gt;bershopping:-)&lt;br /&gt;3. As - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sentiasa maintain jak....cool! Bila mo tambah askar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ju - Congrat's, I hope you have a safte pregnancy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I missed anybody? Alas, Happy Mother's Day!&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/2433062659581566899-8610971447508875930?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8610971447508875930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8610971447508875930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8610971447508875930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s love lasts a lifetime'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SgcSte-TdGI/AAAAAAAAACA/092xHcR-DGg/s72-c/IMG_0449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-7095143825787300201</id><published>2009-05-05T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T02:14:16.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serene Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SgA8ie0XrKI/AAAAAAAAABI/l5z933wHSuM/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332328521892605090" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SgA8ie0XrKI/AAAAAAAAABI/l5z933wHSuM/s320/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SgcZKqfA5JI/AAAAAAAAACY/zy7yzDBn-CM/s1600-h/043.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/__x1gvNrsiJw/SgcZKqfA5JI/AAAAAAAAACY/zy7yzDBn-CM/s320/043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334259954637399186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These photos were taken from my room at Mount Kinabalu Heritage and Spa Resort, Kundasang. I just love the view from my room, it's so serene. You see, this is one of the main reasons why I like to go out from the office once in a while. When I go away, it's like a breather for me, it gives room for me to be just by myself. I mean, after I am done with my work, I love staying in my room doing nothing while I listen to soothing music or catching up with my reading and off course along the way I puff-puff &lt;wink!wink!&gt;. Sometimes, if time permits, right after Subuh prayer, I watch the sun rise while I wonder about stuff and most of the time I get lost in my own toughts. I guess piscean is a dreamer at heart:-). Am I right, Ina? &lt;/wink!wink!&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So that is why, when I go for outstation I would prefer to have my own room, because this is the only time for me to be by myself. You can call me individualistic but once in a while I need to be on my own because I value my individuality and I dont want to lose myself along the way. You know, the best part is, my other half understand my needs, he knows when to give me my space and I really appreciate that. I don't think many others half will do the same :-). Maraming salamat pok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Having said that, it doesn't mean I don't enjoy others company but once in a while, I just need a breather/space or else I would go cuckoo and when I am cuckoo, I can assure you it's not a pleasant sight of me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;wink!wink!&gt;&lt;/wink!wink!&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-7095143825787300201?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7095143825787300201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/05/serene-beauty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7095143825787300201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7095143825787300201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/05/serene-beauty.html' title='Serene Beauty'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SgA8ie0XrKI/AAAAAAAAABI/l5z933wHSuM/s72-c/DSC00034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-8926149782160849096</id><published>2009-05-05T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:06:35.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just to let you all know that I'm still here, I've been wanting to update this blog but whenever I wanted to do it, something else came up. Well,  so many things to tell but at this moment time is not on my side. Hopefully, tonight I can do some updating. Ohhhh! I miss my blog! Catch up with you later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ps. Go watch X-Men: Wolverine the Movie. He's soooooooooooo hot and sexy! Now I know why he is the sexiest man alive! You know what? The thoughts of him turn me on!Pssst....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-8926149782160849096?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8926149782160849096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-still-here.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8926149782160849096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8926149782160849096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-3182507170053641105</id><published>2009-04-08T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T09:18:26.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Office sucks!</title><content type='html'>At this point of time, office sucks but I know I will rebounce back. Just watch me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-3182507170053641105?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/3182507170053641105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/04/office-sucks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/3182507170053641105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/3182507170053641105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/04/office-sucks.html' title='Office sucks!'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-5679736974203068522</id><published>2009-03-21T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:03:36.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marley &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SchJW5xqtrI/AAAAAAAAABA/7sGn5JDm5cw/s1600-h/2008_marley_and_me_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316580017925961394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SchJW5xqtrI/AAAAAAAAABA/7sGn5JDm5cw/s320/2008_marley_and_me_004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I went to see Marley &amp;amp; Me this afternoon. At first when a close friend of mine said better keep a pack of tissue with me, I just laughed it off. Little did I know that the movie taught me some important points in life. You see, despite the dogs neuratic and unbearable characters, he stood up with the family from the beginning until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not going to give the spoiler here, because I want you to watch it yourself. It's a good movie because I learnt something there and I think others will too! "&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;A true friend is someone who stood by you through thick and thin; simple fact but very few friends can do that"&lt;/span&gt;. Grogan found that with Marley. I cried, it's just heart breaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Actually, the main reason I wanted to watch this movie is because I am a huge fan of Jennifer Anniston...&lt;em&gt;sekali, memang syiok pun cerita dia.&lt;/em&gt; I am thinking of getting the book, it's based on true story, you know? Oh! Btw, I couldn't believe Jennifer Anniston is actually 40 years old!Checkout her hot bod! Look at her biceps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-5679736974203068522?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5679736974203068522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/03/marley-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5679736974203068522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5679736974203068522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/03/marley-me.html' title='Marley &amp; Me'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SchJW5xqtrI/AAAAAAAAABA/7sGn5JDm5cw/s72-c/2008_marley_and_me_004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-8339571401227333137</id><published>2009-03-12T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:56:35.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I am 31 years old, Happy Birthday to Me! Normally, on my birthday I will take the day off, because I believe no one should work on his/her birthday. Traditionally, on my birthday I will pamper myself, just me spending time with myself, like I will go for facial, spa, manicure &amp;amp; pedicure or salon for my hair treatment and enjoy well-wishers from family and close friends:-) That was my tradition since yesteryears but this year it's different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today instead of pampering myself, I was busy preparing for a function and was busy running around since last week. Anyway, despite pressure and stress, the function turns out to be well, at least in my opinion&lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. At first we were worried if the function didn't have gather enough crowd, luckily the hall was overflowed with peoples from &lt;em&gt;entah mana-mana&lt;/em&gt; (Thank God!) and suddenly, all the full ministers came out of nowhere; eventhough earlier their office RSVP regret not attending. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Overall I am happy today altough I have to go work on my birthday because I managed to get through and let my first baby (1st event) sail through; it's not perfect yet there is so much to learn. Especially on  patience and grace just like my immediate boss; that is something I have to learn. After this I am going to go to salon and wash my hair, then hopefull tonight my hubby will bring me out for good dinner, he better be! After all this hard work for the past weeks!hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One last note, I am thankful I am still here today and I am surrounded by family and friends who cares for me. I enjoy my work; despite the pressure, stress and you know what? that makes it even more challenging! I love it! while I am here, I hope to learn as much as I can. Alhamdullilah, &lt;em&gt;Allah s.w.t is Maha Berkuasa&lt;/em&gt;, I couldn't ask for more. I am thankful to Allah. You know what? I have the feeling this is going to be a great year for me! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-8339571401227333137?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/8339571401227333137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-to-me.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8339571401227333137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/8339571401227333137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-9001994392860409218</id><published>2009-03-04T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:02:42.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popular questions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Having been married for &lt;strong&gt;a mere one year&lt;/strong&gt;, from time to time I get bombarded by soalan &lt;em&gt;"Cepu Emas"&lt;/em&gt; from relatives and friends about this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ada sudah?" Hmm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Belum lagi?" Hmm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bila lagi?" Hmm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Napa belum ada lagi? Jangan tunggu lama-lama oh" Hmm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mesti cepat-cepat, your biological clock is ticking!" Hmm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these five questions I can ignore or buat muka bodoh jer until one somebody said this to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Takkanlah lepas setahun belum ada lagi, mesti you yang ada problem ni!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hello? who is he/she to say that to me? Gerammmm tau...Even if I ada problem conceiving, I don't think so it's any of his/her business! The funny part is, that he/she are not even close to me, they are just friends or distant relatives! Ayoyo! Fine, I can't escape from being bombarded by this type of questions but sometimes I wish they just stop asking me this sort of questions, because if it happens then it happens; I will definitely broadcast to everybody! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God knows how I wanted to be a mommy and give cute grandchildren for my parents but if it doesn't happen yet, God must have His own reason, right? Maybe He wants us to spend time being together or make ourself financially stable &lt;em&gt;(hehe..credit card banyak lagi belum settle woi!)&lt;/em&gt; because once the lil one is here, it won't be the same anymore. So that's why, hubby and I just go with the flow...and so far we are happy on how things are:-) Shouldn't other people be happy for us too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-9001994392860409218?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/9001994392860409218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/03/popular-questions.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/9001994392860409218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/9001994392860409218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/03/popular-questions.html' title='Popular questions...'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-5269399152691606622</id><published>2009-02-19T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:19:55.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am currently watching Ugly Betty session 2, I love this series because of it's very the dramatic and colourful characters. Well, if you dont know (I bet everybody knows!) what this series is all about then you better watch it! It's highly recommended if you need a good laugh or you just had a bad day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Actually, the story is pretty simple. It's about a girl named Betty who works in a cruel media industry but somehow her kindness and &lt;em&gt;"lurus bendul"&lt;/em&gt; helped her to survive the harsh world. Despite attempts by her officemates to sabotage her, somehow she managed to manouver the situation (in her own way) and in the end saved her clueless boss, Daniel Meade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So you see, apart from the above descriptions of this series, there is another reason why I loveeeee this series. He is one of the reasons,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304419358550673298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SZ0VTXYeR5I/AAAAAAAAAAo/zOU_rqPIt1s/s320/ericmambius.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eventhough most of the times he doesn't know what he is doing in the office, but the moment he look at Betty with his innocent blue eyes and said "Betty, you have to help me". My heart just melt and I wish I was the one who can save him! Dramatic arent I? Still, if only I have a boss like him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don't worry, this obsession is only temporary! Until I find another good series worth watching!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-5269399152691606622?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5269399152691606622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-only.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5269399152691606622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5269399152691606622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-only.html' title='If only...'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SZ0VTXYeR5I/AAAAAAAAAAo/zOU_rqPIt1s/s72-c/ericmambius.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-5755255872769011696</id><published>2009-02-17T11:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:00:33.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is thankful Tuesday. I am thankful today because,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. I have a great job, not everybody get the chance to work in this environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2.I have my own car to go to work. Well, although it's not a new car but still it's my own car. I can't imagine if I have to go to work by bus. Nothing against going to work by bus, but with me in my 30s I dont have the energy (fyi, 5 years ago when I was in KL I go to work by feeder bus and lrt) like I used too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. I have a very understanding and supportive parents. I know I can turn to them whenever I need their advise, not everybody get to talk to their parents like they talk to a friend.Oh, I love them to bits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alhamdullilah, I am thankful to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-5755255872769011696?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/5755255872769011696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/02/thankful-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5755255872769011696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/5755255872769011696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/02/thankful-tuesday.html' title='Thankful Tuesday'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-402631608115309547</id><published>2009-02-14T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:59:48.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, it's &lt;em&gt;hari kekasih&lt;/em&gt; but my hubby and I dont really celebrate this day because we find it overrated. Everything is marked up and comercialized, so what's the point blowing your pockets just for the sake of Valentine's Day? Everyday pun Valentine's Day what? Haha...so you know what we did? We had brunch at Pit's Corner. Walaupun &lt;em&gt;teda&lt;/em&gt; candle light or romantic ambiance...chicken chop&lt;em&gt;nya nyaman sekali&lt;/em&gt;! Now, I am in my room preparing for tutorials with OUM tomorrow. Have a Happy Valentine's Day you'all!:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-402631608115309547?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/402631608115309547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/402631608115309547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/402631608115309547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16264914698988063404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__x1gvNrsiJw/SmX7cklXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/k4HKw39UL8s/S220/143b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2433062659581566899.post-7347172194417852288</id><published>2009-02-13T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:58:18.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tada! Finally I have my very own public blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Actually I've been wanting to have a public blog since early this year because, &lt;em&gt;"sampai bilalah&lt;/em&gt; I want to stalk on other peoples blog and only read about their stories?" I think it's time for me to share my stories too! But the problem is, I dont know what my blog's url should be, because I want my blog's url to be simple just like me. &lt;em&gt;Macam-macam nama&lt;/em&gt; I brainstormed, &lt;a href="mailto:buddy@Rina"&gt;Rina&lt;/a&gt; my high school buddy and Tasha my little sister &lt;em&gt;dua-dua jadi mangsa.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Macam-macam&lt;/em&gt; ideas they gave me, among top two names are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fabulousfarrah.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - this one sounds cool, but on a second thought it doesn't reflect me. You know, I am no Kimora in Fablane, my life is simple. So, I have to let this go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fattyliciousfarrah.blogspot.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - my sister gave this url, I like it because it sounds catchy but on a second thought I dont want to be fat forever? Hehe...so, I have to let this go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;But after cracking my heads over names then out of nowhere, while browsing for gossips (you know&lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt; me very the papparazi@ &lt;em&gt;aunty kepoh&lt;/em&gt;) I saw a website ohbulan.com. Then voila! I came up with ohfarrah[dot]blogspot[dot]com. Simple, easy to remember and that's me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;So welcome everybody to Farrah in Wonderland...happy reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2433062659581566899-7347172194417852288?l=ohfarrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/feeds/7347172194417852288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/02/tada-another-blog-created.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7347172194417852288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2433062659581566899/posts/default/7347172194417852288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohfarrah.blogspot.com/2009/02/tada-another-blog-created.html' title='Tada! 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