<?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-23322565</id><updated>2012-01-05T06:41:06.173Z</updated><category term='movie'/><category term='exam'/><category term='MIME'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='camera'/><category term='food'/><category term='emo'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='music'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='love'/><category term='trip'/><category term='life'/><category term='attachments'/><title type='text'>Purely Gibberish</title><subtitle type='html'>Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? 
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One more day to go! &lt;br /&gt;But wait, becotide is for a month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throat torture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-6025285414632554883?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/6025285414632554883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=6025285414632554883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6025285414632554883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6025285414632554883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/12/day-4-oral-prednisolone.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-7997511709980418978</id><published>2011-12-16T11:38:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-12-16T13:06:01.218Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spending four hours in Emergency Department as a patient makes me realize few things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One: I often neglect my own health..knowing the natural history of an illness doesn't always make it predictable.&lt;br /&gt;Two: I don't express my love often enough to the people who truly matters..if I didn't make it..&lt;br /&gt;Three: The last time I was in ED with asthma was about 10 years back; never knew I would have to revisit the feeling of dying and choking on my own breath.&lt;br /&gt;Four: My dear SPR who wheeled me down to ED even though I insisted on walking; I always thought she didn't like me for some reason. I was wrong in every way. Thanks Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;Five: I hate having IV line and getting infusion. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a quick glimpse at her page yesterday. Looking at that woman who is smiling, celebrating her birthday with good friends. So happy. Content. Then I saw it; those tired eyes..wonder if she had sleepless nights since that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it but to feel guilty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-7997511709980418978?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/7997511709980418978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=7997511709980418978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7997511709980418978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7997511709980418978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/12/spending-four-hours-in-emergency.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-6789508123846393985</id><published>2011-11-20T21:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-20T21:12:42.927Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nak kahwin. Like seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-6789508123846393985?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/6789508123846393985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=6789508123846393985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6789508123846393985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6789508123846393985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/11/nak-kahwin.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-1401238689567118737</id><published>2011-11-06T22:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-06T23:04:23.238Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Drifting slowly to slumberland with tears rolling down my cheeks. Why? Tears of joy? *sarcasm* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've found her and then she went missing again. Apologize. Let us find her. Tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-1401238689567118737?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/1401238689567118737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=1401238689567118737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1401238689567118737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1401238689567118737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/11/drifting-slowly-to-slumberland-with.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-3103440524218237562</id><published>2011-11-05T09:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-05T09:32:07.971Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-3103440524218237562?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/3103440524218237562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=3103440524218237562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3103440524218237562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3103440524218237562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/11/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-4050432134508647318</id><published>2011-10-21T11:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T11:54:21.508+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Three weeks at home is almost over. So many events, places(and people) i have experienced, seen(and met) and surely going to be remembered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one face I miss more than anything else. Sayang i miss u so mch. Love u loads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-4050432134508647318?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/4050432134508647318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=4050432134508647318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4050432134508647318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4050432134508647318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/10/three-weeks-at-home-is-almost-over.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-5869783128438462071</id><published>2011-09-30T04:55:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T05:50:36.594+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Glazing over my week schedule, gosh time flies like nobody's business. So much things had happened. Confessions, heart aches, coffee break conversations, tears, unanswered calls, wanting and longing that had been buried underneath it all. I am wrecked. Physically and emotionally tired. If only I could sleep for 765 years to come. Darn this PALS course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn it all. Darn these tears, stop flowing please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's really hard to understand...but I am so used to doing things on my own, making my own decision, sleep whenever I feel like to, stay up all night doing whatever I want to do, run a marathon with a twisted ankle till the end as if my life depends on it, go to Dublin post-pre call just because shopping makes me feel happy, call somebody if I feel like talking, turn off my phone if I want to be alone. Fancy somebody and un-fancy them without hurting anybody but myself. It's a really completely "self center-ed" single person's world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You on the other hand, had shared your life intensely with somebody else for so long. So long that you have forgotten how is it like to be alone. And you are afraid of being alone. So afraid that you started to lose confidence. Of your own ability and strength. Now that your life had taking a complete daring (hairpin corner) turn and you are afraid that this road you are taking will lead you to heartache. You've always (need) have somebody to hold your hand and walk beside you, keep reminding you that they are there. But you are strong enough to make this journey dear. Strong enough to go through this loneliness, I am there always though you might think I have abandoned you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of you, if only you would feel the same about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a rookie in this game. Remember, it's only a month (plus 2 days) ago that my life had completely turned upside down too. I am trying to cope. I am ! (oh excuses...excuses..!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know how to share "my world" though I really wanted to. Especially with you. I don't know how to open up the door of my heart and show you all the love I have within. I have given you the keys, but often times you're too busy mending your own broken heart to even remember. I can't read you when you are so far away, but you still managed to read me through this distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here alone thinking how you just pushed me away a couple of hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here thinking maybe..I didn't try hard enough...or maybe I didn't try at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's work this out. Call me tonight. Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-5869783128438462071?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/5869783128438462071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=5869783128438462071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5869783128438462071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5869783128438462071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/09/glazing-over-my-week-schedule-gosh-time.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-8260882133829260706</id><published>2011-09-21T23:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T00:16:27.279+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sedih kene ignored buat kesekian kalinya.. Saya bersalah lagikah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok sila berusaha untuk tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bertabahanlah hati.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-8260882133829260706?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/8260882133829260706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=8260882133829260706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8260882133829260706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8260882133829260706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/09/sedih-kene-ignored-buat-kesekian.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-899558945021698233</id><published>2011-09-16T12:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T12:34:42.879+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BuDak jari gemok dh ade phone baru and pandai whatsapp! Tapi susah nak taip sebab jari x runcing. Hahahhahaha! Xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-899558945021698233?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/899558945021698233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=899558945021698233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/899558945021698233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/899558945021698233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/09/budak-jari-gemok-dh-ade-phone-baru-and.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-7261343424483607707</id><published>2011-09-15T06:56:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T08:41:56.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 1 of a long 2 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay strong dear hearts. We will be together then for lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;Love you loads.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: paeds teaching was on in Dublin. Scary cases presentation really put me off paeds for half of the day. Then I was thinking I should do more studying in order to manage my patient well. In the end these cases are meant to be shared so that we can learn from other people's mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with Kat! Haven't seen each other for ages! Gossiping is the best when it's with the right crowd. Love the two people who were with me. Took my mind off missing a certain someone. Then the clock striked 10; it would be around the time when I would be chatting with you and sharing highlights of our day or just reminiscing things from the past. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later this evening I was trying to unclog Aimee's bathroom sink and suddenly realized that I didn't manage to teach you how to 'deliver CPR' to your shower drain if it were to get clogged again. Oh well, I suppose you can get one of those chemical unclogger. I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-7261343424483607707?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/7261343424483607707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=7261343424483607707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7261343424483607707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7261343424483607707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-1-of-long-2-months.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-4540336706573229641</id><published>2011-09-10T23:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T23:59:52.729+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what went wrong today but you just went missing. Don't you know my heart is going wild wondering what I did to hurt you that much? You've promised you won't hurt me anymore but today you did anyway. Thank you for making me cry again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-4540336706573229641?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/4540336706573229641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=4540336706573229641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4540336706573229641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4540336706573229641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-know-what-went-wrong-today-but.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-5019291112653868917</id><published>2011-09-07T20:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T20:37:20.633+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>36 hours = 1 year and a half later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are still not over each other. So glad you called. You have no idea how much i missed you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-5019291112653868917?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/5019291112653868917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=5019291112653868917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5019291112653868917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5019291112653868917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/09/36-hours-1-year-and-half-later-so-we.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-2752439930577508789</id><published>2011-09-06T07:52:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T20:15:36.912+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a week of intense courting and serious love confessions it is only natural that I am expecting more out of this. We have shared so much over that week it feels like we have known each other for ever. I am absolutely certain I would want to be with him for the rest of my life and ever I am so happy that at the heat of the moment (and fingers crossed - for as long as we both shall live) he wants the same too. After 26 years of waiting for the right person, how can I ever turn back now that I have found him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding a best friend is one thing and when your best friend turns out to be your long lost soul mate, it's the best thing EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am seriously IN LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smitten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry you have to go through this life-changing event. As I have said last night, you just stepped out of your comfort zone and I am so proud you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear A I hope whoever you chooses in the end is going to make you the happiest person on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it is going to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today and felt like there is a large hole in my chest. The hole kept getting bigger as the day went on. Sighh..wish i could give you a quick call tonight. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-2752439930577508789?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/2752439930577508789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=2752439930577508789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2752439930577508789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2752439930577508789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/09/after-week-of-intense-courting-and.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-8231986287061043864</id><published>2011-08-28T06:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T06:37:12.327+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mark this day. We will be reunited after endless texting flirting and refreshing arguments. I hope he will never let me go this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-8231986287061043864?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/8231986287061043864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=8231986287061043864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8231986287061043864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8231986287061043864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/08/mark-this-day.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-9192868506741780824</id><published>2011-08-14T13:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T13:53:40.321+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear diary. Am I ready for this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ultimate heartbreak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Would this be the last time we will ever see each other?&lt;br /&gt;Would you keep pushing me away because you want to be with her?&lt;br /&gt;Should I lay my plans on the table, I wonder how would you react to it...this is thrilling somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks to prepare, come on heart be strong. For whatever is the verdict you know it would be for the best. Oh dear oh dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-9192868506741780824?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/9192868506741780824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=9192868506741780824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/9192868506741780824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/9192868506741780824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-diary.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-6554291439225895992</id><published>2011-08-10T01:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T01:18:01.755+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When it comes to you and me, I note that there is a fine line between being friends or lovers, very fine line between flirting and actual courting and a very very fine line between having simple crush or genuinely falling in love. I might have crossed those lines forward and back but unsure each time where I should be heading to; where are we heading to, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years surely is a long time to be in an emotional limbo.. Where do you think I should go to next? Couple of steps forward might do no harm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-6554291439225895992?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/6554291439225895992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=6554291439225895992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6554291439225895992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6554291439225895992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-it-comes-to-you-and-me-i-note-that.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-4157096768987972710</id><published>2011-07-29T01:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T02:44:09.345+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so upset tonight. There was a boy I saw last Sunday in A&amp;amp;E came back again this evening with similar complaint but new symptoms. Turn out that his CVP line might be blocked/leaking causing the symptoms. I am upset because I have requested the snr reg to review him on Sunday; but casually being told to discharge this boy without seeing him since he is feeding ok and clinically well. I am upset because the line wasn't working since Friday last week and no one has the decency to report it. I am upset because the "fact that the line malfunction could be the reason for his symptoms" didn't cross my mind. I am upset because the consultant now see me as being in-capable of making the right decision by getting senior person to review a complicated case as this (although I did - TWICE!!). I am so upset that I cannot sleep tonight, I am coughing non stop since yesterday and I cannot stop thinking about the boy. I hope he would be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughhhh, one of the dilemma of doing paeds is most of your patients can't give you any history!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am really upset with this person who wouldn't take no as an answer. NO YOU CAN'T COME WITH ME TO LONDON!!!"  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;"&gt;N O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-4157096768987972710?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/4157096768987972710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=4157096768987972710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4157096768987972710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4157096768987972710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-so-upset-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-6271752261534098210</id><published>2011-07-26T02:42:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T04:33:59.412+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gila ah sampai dekat pukul 3 pagi berjaga mengusha blog kanak2 lepasan SPM yang bakal fly ke luar negara. Wei terasa tua gila. Riang gembiranya kanak2 itu mahu mengenal dunia. Tapi diorg lagi kenal dunia dari aku nampaknye. Dah bercouple bthn2, jelajah dunia sane sini, henglish berabuk mak datuk (ape kaitan). Anyway.....*ehem*ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau ikut perasaan aku tak percaya pun aku dah nak cecah 26 tahun usia. Tapi hakikatnye IC dan birth cert ku tidak menipu. Kad garda pun takleh tipu sebab same dengan passport ngan IC. Nampaknye aku aje yang menipu diri sendiri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 tahun? Bawak kereta pun tak tahu (ok esok kene pegi hantar cert theory test haritu), boyfriend tak pernah ade, rumah belum beli, simpanan belum cukup &lt;s&gt;RM 10,000&lt;/s&gt; RM 20,000 mahu melabur di ASB, jerawat tak hilang2 lagi macam budak remaja dengan hormon berterabur arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh tensen, lepas tu sume jururawat tanye aku dah ade anak ke stiap kali bergurau senda ngan kanak2 kat spital tu. SObs... muka macam mak budak dah ek :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Eh tiba-tiba notice biceps ku sangat pejal, hmmmm ni mesti sebab selalu mengangkut kanak2 berusia 24 jam semasa baby check. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the pic was good and d girl in it looked pretty" &lt;br /&gt;And so u said. The fact u r still taken is indeed heartbreaking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-6271752261534098210?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/6271752261534098210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=6271752261534098210&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6271752261534098210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6271752261534098210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/07/gila-ah-sampai-dekat-pukul-3-pagi.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-3176129539446588233</id><published>2011-07-25T14:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T14:49:54.320+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>London Holidays BOOKED!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-3176129539446588233?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/3176129539446588233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=3176129539446588233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3176129539446588233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3176129539446588233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/07/london-holidays-booked.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-531324923719913482</id><published>2011-07-21T23:49:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T23:56:35.792+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tete-a-tete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but to wonder. In the end are you happy now that you have chosen to be with her? Are you contented? Are you certain your heart would not go astray?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When you think back, it's just a matter of saying how you felt, deep in your heart. And we would've been together. I know you hate talking about the past. If it's a mistake you said just let the bygone be bygone. But would you live with your mistakes forever? I wonder if you are wondering too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-531324923719913482?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/531324923719913482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=531324923719913482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/531324923719913482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/531324923719913482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-cant-help-but-to-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-546210826080182330</id><published>2011-07-18T23:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T00:08:27.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am just so comfortable with how things are going these days. Having short coffee breaks together. Occasional road trips accross the country or just somewhere near. Few text messages when we're bored. Exchanging gossips and latest news. Each moment is precious, each second is a treasure. Every now and then I cant help myself but to wish we arent just friends. We get along so well; I wish there are more to these than just a daily hellos and goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could picture myself waking up every morning to see the same face over and over again. Saying things like "good day to u dear" or "I hope u have a great day at work!", " I miss you" or even something as cheesy as "Dear, I truly deeply love you". I would not regret anything I dont think, no. I dont even think it will ever cross my mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishful thinking Farah. As always, it gets you nowhere. Only a place where your heart is shattered when you realized he is going to be another one that gets away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that place too well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-546210826080182330?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/546210826080182330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=546210826080182330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/546210826080182330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/546210826080182330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-just-so-comfortable-with-how.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-504368858126176632</id><published>2011-07-11T00:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T00:29:07.745+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day one SHO. Paeds SHO to be exact. Nervoussssss :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids be nice to me please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-504368858126176632?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/504368858126176632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=504368858126176632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/504368858126176632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/504368858126176632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-one-sho.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-6884096913154867194</id><published>2011-06-24T17:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T17:12:21.189+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh Harold, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am head over heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Harold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Harold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hug me tight please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want youuuu Harold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-6884096913154867194?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/6884096913154867194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=6884096913154867194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6884096913154867194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6884096913154867194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-harold-i-am-head-over-heels.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-9053391445314258248</id><published>2011-06-11T07:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T22:55:59.912+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't let me be alone tonight; this i would want to say to u. If i'll ever be brave enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm such a despicable coward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-9053391445314258248?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/9053391445314258248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=9053391445314258248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/9053391445314258248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/9053391445314258248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/06/dont-let-me-be-alone-tonight-this-i.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-2806768948249996394</id><published>2011-05-07T17:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T17:47:34.877+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am trying very hard not to cut my hair this time. Tangan jangan gatal plis plis. oh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-2806768948249996394?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/2806768948249996394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=2806768948249996394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2806768948249996394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2806768948249996394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-trying-very-hard-not-to-cut-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-4602925831566625128</id><published>2011-04-26T21:05:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:35:20.686+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>same SHIT different year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've had this crush since 2005 - on someone's boyfriend. If I were his girlfriend, I would definitely kill - me; for even trying to chat this guy up in the first place. The problem is, I didn't chat him up. We sort of just clicked. He knows me well and I (convinced myself that I) know him too. So, four years ago I kinda said to him - look, this feelings aren't just passing by, I think I like you more than just 'a friend'. Things didn't really go uphill since, but more the total opposite. So, being a &lt;s&gt; kind hearted person&lt;/s&gt; logical person, I put an end to the 'friendship' or whatever we had then. I deleted his number, email address, photos etc. I said the final goodbye with utter determination - NOT to have anything to do with him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't the best decision but someone have to do it. Someone have to be the mature adult, and I decided that it should be me. Besides, he would still have his girlfriend and who cares if I am left with no one. No surprise I was in agony for years and honestly, I don't know how I went through final year with this shit constantly lingering at the back of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So four years flew by without any news from either side. Swoooshhhhhhhhh. Don't ask me what happen but I am finding myself in the same SHIT all over again. We are TEXTing and SKYPEing since I don't know when. And for weeks now I realize, I am back where I started four years ago. Missing. Wanting. Hoping. Frustrated little girl wanting something she could never have. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes he is still with the same girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly I need to end this shit FOR GOOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-4602925831566625128?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/4602925831566625128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=4602925831566625128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4602925831566625128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4602925831566625128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/04/same-shit-different-year.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-3766625501347513658</id><published>2011-04-02T15:52:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T16:02:15.981+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hari ni aku rase serabut macam bulu ayam tercarik-carik. Apetah sebabnye tatau la aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mungkin sebab mimpi malam tadi. Ade dua stage mimpi. Satu, member aku clash pastu aku kawen ngan dier. Aku dah lame jatuh hati ngan member aku ni, so memang dah lame aku berharap that this would happen (ahaha!). Tapi dalam mimpi tu 'reality'nye aku tak bahagia pun. Sebabnye aku yang menyebabkan dier clash ngan awek dier yang dah bertahun-tahun bercinta. Rase bersalah siot~&lt;br /&gt;**pastu terbangunand tgk jam pukul 2 pagi and pastu tido balik**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage ke-dua mimpi, aku kawen ngan member aku yang kitorang skarang tengah kompius samade dier ni homogay ke tak. Seram dowh. Mak aku dah la sibuk suruh kawen dengan dier. Takut aku, sebab dalam mimpi ni si dia ialah tak gay. Pastu bila bangun serabut sebab tak sabar nak cakap "I &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; like you!" kat dier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh apesal mimpi bab kawen je ni. Bongok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-3766625501347513658?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/3766625501347513658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=3766625501347513658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3766625501347513658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3766625501347513658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/04/hari-ni-aku-rase-serabut-macam-bulu.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-7682093569040355798</id><published>2011-03-19T10:46:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-19T10:48:12.946Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tergolek golek di hujung minggu adalah best. Besttttttnye!!! Oh lpas ni nk pegi spa. Oh aromatherapy massage. Oh bestnyeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-7682093569040355798?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/7682093569040355798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=7682093569040355798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7682093569040355798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7682093569040355798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/03/tergolek-golek-di-hujung-minggu-adalah.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-2519061086963402163</id><published>2011-03-13T21:36:00.007Z</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:49:36.804Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sejak cardiac arrest hari tu, aku tak pernah hidup tenang. There is something not right about him having SOB and 5 minutes later arrested and died. Tahulah he is already 91 with CCF, aortic stenosis w gradient on 80 mmHg and ongoing pleural effusion...but he is so well that day I couldn't believe that he arrested. Not that I am not accepting fate, but what if the arrest was preventable.. Dah la aku first on scene...what if he actually just choking on biscuits or whateverlah he was munching on that dreadful night. What if...what if...?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiyaa...guilt ridden sampai nak baca ACLS ni pun terbayang-bayang muka pakcik tu. Dammit! Better ring Usman and ask him whats the result of the post mortem. Aku takkan tenang selagi aku tak tahu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-2519061086963402163?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/2519061086963402163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=2519061086963402163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2519061086963402163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2519061086963402163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/03/sejak-cardiac-arrest-hari-tu-aku-tak.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-4280429921317553700</id><published>2011-03-10T05:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-10T05:40:52.849Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cardiac arrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downside: patient did not survive &lt;br /&gt;Upside: got to ride the car w anaest SHO who happens to be my long lost crush! Long time no see dr Robert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo. Patient kept dying.. Bleargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-4280429921317553700?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/4280429921317553700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=4280429921317553700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4280429921317553700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4280429921317553700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/03/cardiac-arrest.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-6187680169535892412</id><published>2011-03-05T23:21:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-06T00:35:14.177Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My daily dose of love: 5 minutes of pointless conversations with u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-6187680169535892412?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/6187680169535892412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=6187680169535892412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6187680169535892412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6187680169535892412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-daily-dose-of-love-5-minutes-of.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-3548924230153897339</id><published>2011-02-26T12:47:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-26T19:54:39.737Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is maaadddd. I feel like kissing someone's lips today- preferably a man. Preferably this man sitting in front of me. Hahahahaha.. Outrageous hormonal surge, go away!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite call was crazy. No sho cover so i am looking after the whooooleeee merlin park. HA HA HA HA. Between 5 admissions, two cannulas and three reviews i only got 20 mins of disturbed sleep in total. Now i am in this medicolegal workshop. *yawn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-3548924230153897339?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/3548924230153897339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=3548924230153897339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3548924230153897339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3548924230153897339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-maaadddd.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-4487122504355341428</id><published>2011-01-31T02:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-31T02:41:19.942Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Malam2 oncall kt spital ni sume berbunyi, berupa, ber ape2 jelah - tp kesimpulannye serammmmmm. Nasib baik bukan kt hosp msia. Td ade family bace doa utk relative yg dying, bunyi cam dlm film exorcism. Perghhhhh meremang! Ok sila jgn fikir bukan2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aih, ade org kate aku kiut. Pergh, rs nk muntah pn ade ni. Bang, taulah kau rabun tp jgn la hina aku sampai cmtu skali. Sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esok nk pergi wayang sama aimee! Wweeeee! My mission to watch 1st movie w mr right is abandoned. As the pepatah would say, sila berpijak d bumi nyata. There is no mr right in this world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-4487122504355341428?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/4487122504355341428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=4487122504355341428&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4487122504355341428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4487122504355341428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/01/malam2-oncall-kt-spital-ni-sume.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-1886040391274355019</id><published>2011-01-13T19:29:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-13T19:58:39.970Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lately I feel so less motivated. I go to work but my heart is not in it. Poor patients...I just don't care anymore. Work is mild, I'm barely doing anything. My team members are so nice(!) so I know it's not them. It's me. I am not me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I go back to this empty home I wish I am still in 10 St Endas. I miss the good ol' student days. I miss my ol' housemates/underground family member. I miss our gossiping sessions, I miss our kitchen. I miss hanging out in Intan's room. I miss us watching movies together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it I don't know if I want to do this anymore. This. Being a doctor. All the six years of effort feels like nothing. I feel like I'm pretending to be a doctor. I am wearing a skin of a doctor but there is someone else underneath it.. (oh this better not be a schizophrenic symptoms!). Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I feel miserable and alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the bottom point to this is that - I feel alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...now don't say there's going to be sunshine after the rain! I am not having any of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-1886040391274355019?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/1886040391274355019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=1886040391274355019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1886040391274355019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1886040391274355019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2011/01/lately-i-feel-so-less-motivated.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-8228683174817362117</id><published>2010-12-30T22:20:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-12-30T23:15:38.696Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bosannye takde update dari sape2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo ade update kat FB pun gamba tunang/kawen/tunang/kawen bertalu-talu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;MUNTAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ok ni macam ade unsur-unsur cemburu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni ade pakcik tanye aku ni dah ade boyfriend Irish ke blom.&lt;br /&gt;Aku cakap takde lah pakcik.&lt;br /&gt;Dier cakap ade boyfriend langsung ke tak ni?&lt;br /&gt;Aku cakap takde lah (nada dah pathetic giler)&lt;br /&gt;Oh takkan lah orang cantik macam kau ni takde boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Aku gelak aje sambil cucuk cannula kuat-kuat (aku cantik ke, amik kau!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haihh...balik msia orang tanye pasal ni.&lt;br /&gt;Kat hospital kat negara asing pn orang tanye pasal ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo orang perempuan yang dah nampak lanjut usia macam aku ni memang takde soalan lain ke nak tanye melainkan pasal boyfriend atau isu kawen? Sensitip nak mampus ok. Jangan tanye lagi boleh tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mula lah nak cakap kasar-kasar ni)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang aku minat ialah GAY ok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu aku ialah tidak cantik langsung bagaimana harus mendapat boyfriend? Kau nak kapel dengan aku ke?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TR0L-JPCDqI/AAAAAAAABnU/mspVQwVmMfY/s1600/DSC_0479a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TR0L-JPCDqI/AAAAAAAABnU/mspVQwVmMfY/s320/DSC_0479a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556610677503823522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TR0JzRhMs6I/AAAAAAAABnM/FQovQq1jsk8/s1600/DSC_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Aku suka gelak kuat-kuat, pastu muka aku mostly camni. MenTakut kan? Tau takpe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MENYAMPAH~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apepun...cucilah mataku puas2&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aZIFoN_5zyI/TDk48VQN9DI/AAAAAAAAACg/O2dR04ELa1c/s1600/mulberry_fw10-alexa-collection5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aZIFoN_5zyI/TDk48VQN9DI/AAAAAAAAACg/O2dR04ELa1c/s1600/mulberry_fw10-alexa-collection5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/FARAHN%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-8228683174817362117?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/8228683174817362117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=8228683174817362117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8228683174817362117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8228683174817362117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/12/bosannye-takde-update-dari-sape2.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TR0L-JPCDqI/AAAAAAAABnU/mspVQwVmMfY/s72-c/DSC_0479a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-7574740988452624567</id><published>2010-12-28T12:44:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-28T22:47:17.857Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Melody Gardot - I am a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dedicated to En. A. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TrsQLaNyHfk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TrsQLaNyHfk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was I to know that this was always only just a little game to you?&lt;br /&gt;All the time I thought you gave you heart, I thought that I would do the same for you&lt;br /&gt;Tell the truth I think I should have seen it coming from a mile away,&lt;br /&gt;From the words you say, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm a fool who thinks it's cool to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I gave a thought to fascination I would know it wasn't right to care,&lt;br /&gt;Logic doesn't seem to mind that I am fascinated by a love affair,&lt;br /&gt;Still my heart would benefit from a little tenderness from time to time,&lt;br /&gt;But never mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby I'm a fool who thinks it's cool to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should hold on just a moment, and be sure it's not for vanity,&lt;br /&gt;Look me in the eye and tell me love is never based upon insanity, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Either way my heart is beating hurry up the moment's fleeting,&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me now,&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby I'm a fool who thinks it's cool to fall,&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm a fool who thinks it's cool to fall,&lt;br /&gt;And I would never tell,&lt;br /&gt;If you became a fool and fell in love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-755729789661885468</id><published>2010-12-14T00:08:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-14T00:10:30.850Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate having these palpitations. &lt;br /&gt;Shouldnt have drank that coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....or look at that certain someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lup dub lup dup (140 bpm)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-755729789661885468?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/755729789661885468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=755729789661885468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/755729789661885468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/755729789661885468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-hate-having-these-palpitations.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-6980540834651234408</id><published>2010-12-12T12:45:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-12T12:53:30.855Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back watching the Sups. Torn between loving Dean too much....and reality.&lt;br /&gt;Convinced that the writers are atheists. They killed God. And they worship Lucifer. Chills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels bored and lonely these days. Still, I think I need zero human interactions. No more conversations about work/exams /love/ friendship. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my boyfriend is hot in scrubs. Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-6980540834651234408?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/6980540834651234408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=6980540834651234408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6980540834651234408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6980540834651234408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/12/back-watching-sups.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-5572160366058202440</id><published>2010-12-08T22:11:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-12-14T00:08:25.935Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeay! Finally finished the call week! Just me a reg and mr c dog with 30 patients to mind. No SHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well one patient died of bleeding..he was bleeding PR, PU, bleeding from his stoma and nephrostomy tube...poor fella. I ve to ask mr c dog about the post mortem result if he is in a good mood tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih the APR lady gave the final blow to our crazy week. INR of 2.9 discovered a day prior surgery! But then it does made me discover the powerful effect of vit K.. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-5572160366058202440?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/5572160366058202440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=5572160366058202440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5572160366058202440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5572160366058202440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/12/yeay-finally-finished-call-week-just-me_08.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-4559325013672444361</id><published>2010-12-05T03:50:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-12-05T20:44:27.591Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I in the middle of something i am not actually proud at doing. I am stuck here with a bunch of happy people but i cannot be on the same boat. I am too conscious of how wrong all of these are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god please help me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am missing him so much - again. I texted him of same. Now I am feeling stupid because the feeling is not mutual. Never was, never will. Why am I still holding on to memories when he has clearly moved on? Damn it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said this is just"a moment of weakness". Hun, you never knew how many of these moments I have had since 4 years ago. Only this time I could not keep it anymore and decided to spill the beans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silly. I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-4559325013672444361?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/4559325013672444361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=4559325013672444361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4559325013672444361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4559325013672444361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-in-middle-of-something-i-am-not.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-7699096714538938893</id><published>2010-11-28T21:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-11-28T21:37:41.882Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tripspeak.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/Berlin-City2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 343px; height: 326px;" src="http://www.tripspeak.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/Berlin-City2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 Berlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just arrived. But I know I want to come back here again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-7699096714538938893?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/7699096714538938893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=7699096714538938893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7699096714538938893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7699096714538938893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-1-berlin-i-have-just-arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-8970908064369378033</id><published>2010-11-27T06:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-27T06:45:19.866Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Berlin! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called Mr C Dog's mobile to ask permission to take my annual leave yesterday. He was being so cute at replying I cannot help myself but to laugh along. I am really bad at doing things at the very last minute! Imagine if he would've said - no you cant take that leave. What would I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Berlin here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-8970908064369378033?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/8970908064369378033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=8970908064369378033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8970908064369378033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8970908064369378033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/11/berlin-called-mr-c-dogs-mobile-to-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-6282984253227927430</id><published>2010-11-23T20:41:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-11-24T15:15:01.947Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apart from the depressing economy news everything here is under control. Oh i spoke too soon; I've quite disappointing news over the weekend. Maybe I should tell Mum her dreams is never coming true. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Alex in the Christmas market so I know he is back in motherland. I missed Alex. Didn't realize that until the moment I saw him. My heart skipped a beat and my tummy was full of butterflies. Love. Sigh.... Might actually go down to galway and go to Schuh - just in case that he is back working there again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haihh..saw Mr C Dog face when I arrived late for rounds yesterday. I am sure he wasn't impressed with all the "sorry I woke up late today" explaination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an 'awkward silence' moment with someone. I felt so awfully bad + embarrased for being immature. I am sorry for what I ve said. You know who you are. I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berlin, you are my only hope for emotional comfort now. Please don't let me down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-6282984253227927430?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/6282984253227927430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=6282984253227927430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6282984253227927430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6282984253227927430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/11/apart-from-depressing-economy-news.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-3397110960278218026</id><published>2010-11-18T10:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-11-18T10:44:03.648Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aku tak paham orang2 hipokrit ni. Cakap pasal agama berapi-api. Ok lah tu. Pastu bercinta dengan boyfriend dalam blog/facebook pun berapi-api! Baik sangat lah tu. Blah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-3397110960278218026?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/3397110960278218026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=3397110960278218026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3397110960278218026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3397110960278218026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/11/aku-tak-paham-orang2-hipokrit-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-231658544383558349</id><published>2010-10-30T07:39:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:11:52.549+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nurse dalam cerita di bawah sudah berubah 180 darjah. No more shouting, shrieking, yelling etc. Smlm dier mintak chart fluid dengan senyuman, suara lembut, lapan puluh kali cakap please. I thought I was dreaming. Hek hek hek. I heard she had sore throat for good number of days. Patutlah dah lame tak nampak. Amik ko. Doa termakbul.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh tetibe i realize, everytime i wish something bad to happen to someone yang sakitkn hati i, sume jadi. Hah. Then I teringat, sometime few months back ade orang hurt my feelings so bad, i could not sleep properly for few days. Time dekat exam pulak tu. Lepas tu mintak maaf macam tah hape-hape. Hah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*fikir do'a jahat2*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TMv9Vr4xW3I/AAAAAAAABm0/aSeNGD8sokw/s320/DSC_1900-1.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533795116154706802" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-231658544383558349?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/231658544383558349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=231658544383558349&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/231658544383558349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/231658544383558349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/10/nurse-dalam-cerita-di-bawah-sudah.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TMv9Vr4xW3I/AAAAAAAABm0/aSeNGD8sokw/s72-c/DSC_1900-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-4282488176366110488</id><published>2010-10-06T23:18:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T23:31:13.407+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rase nk lempang nurse ni for real. Apesal kurang ajar sangat??? Tau lah dah tua, boleh kasar2 dgn org muda cam aku. Tapi jerit2 and pastu cakap kasar macam orang tak beradab takkan buat aku taip surat macam speedy  gonzalez pun. Mangkuk btul. Suruh ko taip baru tau. TOTALLY NOT HELPING ME. Bengang btul. I wish u'd have vocal cord paralysis tomorrow. Ameen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-4282488176366110488?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/4282488176366110488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=4282488176366110488&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4282488176366110488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4282488176366110488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/10/rase-nk-lempang-nurse-for-real.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-1509356501386334326</id><published>2010-09-27T23:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T23:12:19.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One thing i hate about having an asthma attack is, it always happen at night when i'm ready for bed. No way i'm getting up to get nebs now. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-1509356501386334326?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/1509356501386334326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=1509356501386334326&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1509356501386334326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1509356501386334326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-thing-i-hate-about-having-asthma.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-6469568313962863114</id><published>2010-09-01T22:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T22:49:42.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHIT&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If u are taken, act like so. Ignore me. Ignore my text and my invitation to go out together. We've never been friends and there is no reason to be friendly with me. Why do u have to say yes and now ur gf is feeling all insecure and started texting me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shit, I'm not going to end up messing someone's relationship AGAIN. Fullstop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-6469568313962863114?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/6469568313962863114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=6469568313962863114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6469568313962863114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6469568313962863114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/09/shit-if-u-are-taken-act-like-so.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-871517050473766579</id><published>2010-08-31T04:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T05:08:01.692+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am all excited about going home. Finally, Eid in Malaysia after six years. To be honest I've forgotten how is it like to be celebrating Raya at home. There were few vague memories of waking up early in the morning and ironing everyone elses baju kurung/baju melayu. Taking a short -extremely cold- shower. And food. Loads of them food. Yum (as Liz would have said). Duit raya is the best part of them all. I remember being given RM 50 once by a distant uncle. RM 50 is A LOT for a poor secondary schoolgirl like me. Happy days. Happy happy days. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This raya would not be the same though. I'll be the one handling over the duit raya. Woooo T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-871517050473766579?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/871517050473766579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=871517050473766579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/871517050473766579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/871517050473766579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-all-excited-about-going-home.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-214951557055825084</id><published>2010-08-22T16:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T16:30:19.424+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Semalam aku tgk Salt. james beriye lah ajak tgk. Fine. Nasib baiklah best citer tu. Cam laju je plot pastu penuh kejutan2. Tapi satu je yang aku nk gelak. Si orang jahat tu nk letupkan Mekah ngan nuclear weapon. Kate nk provoke muslims supaya benci US. Pastu in the end Puan Heroin berjaya mengalahkan orang jahat dan mengelakkan Mekah dari diletupkan (ok spoil la sape yg blom tgk citer ni). Tapii tu lah, anjelina joli selamatkan Mekah beb, tak bleh blahhhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-214951557055825084?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/214951557055825084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=214951557055825084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/214951557055825084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/214951557055825084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/08/semalam-aku-tgk-salt.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-1462814078426454782</id><published>2010-08-01T20:41:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T23:29:30.708+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't believe the month of July is over. I've been an intern for a month! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently I'm in someone's room enjoying this high tech gadget called iMac, just finished watching August Rush by myself and crying buckets. The movie is not logical in any way and i hate jonathan rhys meyers but I cried anyway. Probably I'm missing home way too much. Better sort my holidays soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching Notting Hill. Wish William Thacker is not only a fictional character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-1462814078426454782?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/1462814078426454782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=1462814078426454782&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1462814078426454782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1462814078426454782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/08/cant-believe-month-of-july-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-5980019760549227210</id><published>2010-07-25T22:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:50:27.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TEyuCxKoKUI/AAAAAAAABmQ/AHlEMXbUwz8/s320/DSC_0076_01-1.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497960607693416770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My body is trying its best to tell me that I'm stress up. I've lost 3 kgs in the last week. IMB (no need to say much on that). Eczema, OMG itchyyyy!! My hair is falling all over the place. Pimplesssssssssss!!!! Ughhh! When this 'on-take' week is over I am certain that I'd end up looking like gollum. With pimples. Certain.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And mum is not helping by keep pushing me to find myself A-LIFE-PARTNER soon; like good + good looking men are easily found in abundance? She kept comparing me and my sister (who is now blissfully married) and that just tipped me off. I can take anything except being compared to my sister!! I literally cried and finally threatened her that I've determined to live by myself - forever. Though it's quite unnerving saying things like that (like what if that actually happens??) I just could not help it. Sorry mum, your daughter is throwing yet another childish tantrum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-5980019760549227210?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/5980019760549227210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=5980019760549227210&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5980019760549227210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5980019760549227210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-body-is-trying-its-best-to-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TEyuCxKoKUI/AAAAAAAABmQ/AHlEMXbUwz8/s72-c/DSC_0076_01-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-2608524765627559206</id><published>2010-07-18T01:23:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:07:13.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have Ugly Feet But It's None Of Your Business &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TEJKl6D-GaI/AAAAAAAABlg/4zO323ApuPk/s1600/DSC_1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TEJKl6D-GaI/AAAAAAAABlg/4zO323ApuPk/s320/DSC_1111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495036510446950818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a good feeling that my presentation (which is no where near finishing) would end up being criticized (like in a bad way) this Monday. And all hell breaks loose since Mr Consultant is back from his 2 weeks hols! Not looking forward to work. Ughhhhhhh~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I'm in &lt;b&gt;SULKY&lt;/b&gt; mood this week. The house is still in a mess. Boxes everywhere. Dirty plates in the sink. More boxes. Paper bags. Table lamps. &lt;b&gt;A MESS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want Liz's apartment. One double room to fit everything, one bathroom, kitchen and living room. I don't mind paying 500 eu as long as I'm happy! My current room is smaller than the one I had in Galway but I'm paying MORE for LESS space. WTH&lt;b&gt;?! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND WHERE IS MY IPOD SHUFFLE???????? GRRRRRRR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uESRUaltM90&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uESRUaltM90&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; word-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be Mine Lyrics (Robyn Cover with Erik Hassle)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing tears never show in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;As if a good thing ever could make up for all the pain&lt;br /&gt;There'll be no last chance to promise to never mess it up again&lt;br /&gt;Just a sweet pain of watching your back as you walk&lt;br /&gt;As I'm watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you're gone it's like an echo in my head&lt;br /&gt;And I remember every word you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a cruel thing you'll never know all the ways I tried&lt;br /&gt;It's a hard thing faking a smile when I feel like I'm falling apart inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you're gone it's like an echo in my head&lt;br /&gt;And I remember every word you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you never were&lt;br /&gt;and you never will be mine&lt;br /&gt;No you were never were&lt;br /&gt;and you never will be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time there is no mercy in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And the cold winds hitting my face and you're gone&lt;br /&gt;And you're walking away, away&lt;br /&gt;And I am helpless sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Wishing's just no good&lt;br /&gt;Cause you don't see me like I wish you would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you never were and you never will be mine&lt;br /&gt;No you never were and you never will be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a moment to seize every time we meet&lt;br /&gt;But you always keep passing me by&lt;br /&gt;But you never were and you never will be mine&lt;br /&gt;No you were never were and you never will be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a moment to seize every time that we meet&lt;br /&gt;But you always keep passing me by&lt;br /&gt;But you never were and you never will be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; word-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-2608524765627559206?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/2608524765627559206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=2608524765627559206&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2608524765627559206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2608524765627559206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-ugly-feet-but-its-none-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TEJKl6D-GaI/AAAAAAAABlg/4zO323ApuPk/s72-c/DSC_1111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-1816210517743623902</id><published>2010-06-22T23:22:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T01:46:43.039+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TCE7xg8W-eI/AAAAAAAABk0/3-_q-6edRaE/s1600/DSC_0080-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TCE7xg8W-eI/AAAAAAAABk0/3-_q-6edRaE/s320/DSC_0080-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485731542956702178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Toro, Lisz &amp;amp; Najmi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Gambar hiasan tiada kaitan dengan cerita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kerana kita semua manusia yang tidak pernah merasa puas.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masa kecik-kecik tak sabar nak besar. Dah besar/tua bangka rase nak jadik budak kecik balik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masa masih student tak sabar nak grad/kerja. Dah kerja nak jadik student balik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masa single nak ade couple/kahwin. Bila dah berpasangan nak jadi single balik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila ada kawan rase takde privasi selalu. Bila kawan dah takde rase nak menangis kesunyian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masa belum ade blog, rase nak menulis membuak-buak. Bila dah ade blog, nak menulis pun dah rasa muak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila dapat pass, nak 2nd honours, dah dapat 2nd honours, nak 1st honours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebelum adik datang, tak sabar je nak dier datang. Mase dier ade gaduh aje tak sudah-sudah. Bila dier nak balik ni nangislah sendiri senyap-senyap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebelum balik malaysia, tak sabar betul! Bila dah balik malaysia cari pasal aje dengan mak. Bila dah jauh rindu tahap gaban rasa nak balik lagi dan lagi dan lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masa miskin rase nak kaya. Bila dah kaya rasa nak jadik trillionaire (takde kot orang nak jadik miskin balik).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila ngantuk tido, bila dah tido menyesal sebab tido siang dan terbuntang mata malam-malam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haa..layan jiwanglah ku sendiri. *sob*sob*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately perkataan favourite aku ialah &lt;b&gt;'ayam belanda'&lt;/b&gt;. Apesal tah. Mungkin aku tengah mengidam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku rase aku kene consider balik misi mencari pakwe mat saleh ni...Hari tu dah mission abandoned sebab memang rase takde harapan. Maklumlah target yang lama tu dah mempunyai awek tetap. Hahaha. Mangsa terbaru encik Tim. Walaupun most of the time dier ni macam orang takde perasaan, tapi bila dier belanja bento box kat Tamarind haritu aku rase nak peluk-peluk je. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(Hahaha..memanglah the best way to get to my heart is through my stomach). &lt;/span&gt; Anyway, ketinggian dier dah mencapai spesifikasi, rupa paras memang lame dah melebihi target. Sebab dier tak suka ambil gambar maka aku memberi pembayang je lah, Vincent Ventresca versi muda mudi. Hensem dow. Hahahahahahaha.. Gila mengarut dah ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shoomzone.com/images/Vincent%20Ventresca/VincentVentresca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-1816210517743623902?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/1816210517743623902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=1816210517743623902&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1816210517743623902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1816210517743623902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/06/kerana-kita-semua-manusia-yang-tidak.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TCE7xg8W-eI/AAAAAAAABk0/3-_q-6edRaE/s72-c/DSC_0080-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-3795587904302824102</id><published>2010-06-02T15:58:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T16:22:46.321+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sejak akhir-akhir ini hati saya membuak-buak dengan perasaan yang macam-macam, kebanyakannye sume perasaan yang tak menyeronokkan.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Takut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya takut nak mula internship. Sejak kecil saya ingin menjadi doktor. Kalau di kelas main doktor-doktor, inject kawan pakai pensel tekan bagai. Haha..terasa macam real je. Datang negara orang ni, enam tahun belajar untuk menjadi doktor. Bila tiba masa untuk menjadi seorang doktor, saya takut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oiiii ape kau takut sangat ni makcik????*  -- monolog dalaman penulis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Menyampahkan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya menyampah dengan orang dan menyebabkan orang menyampah dengan saya. Saya tidak tahu kenapa saya menyampah dengan banyak benda/ ramai orang. Jika saya menyebabkan kamu menyampah dengan saya, saya dengan rasminya meminta maaf dari hujung rambut ke hujung kaki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Sukar teruja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Periksa sudah habis dan sudah lulus; adik sudah datang sini; cuaca cantik molek; akan pergi London jalan-jalan 12 june ni...semua perkara mengujakan telah/akan berlaku. Mengapa saya rasa seperti siput sedut yang terperangkap dalam cengkerang??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Marah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa yang saya marahkan? Entahlah. Marahnyeeeeeeeeee. Marahnyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhh bencinye bila serabut!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-3795587904302824102?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/3795587904302824102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=3795587904302824102&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3795587904302824102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3795587904302824102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/06/sejak-akhir-akhir-ini-hati-saya-membuak.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-2378482700538064545</id><published>2010-05-31T01:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T01:34:33.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TAMB0EEeVWI/AAAAAAAABis/Yx6sVI3ON1M/s1600/DSC_4747-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TAMB0EEeVWI/AAAAAAAABis/Yx6sVI3ON1M/s320/DSC_4747-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477223565769987426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about love is, once you've fallen there is no way getting out of it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;When will I ever forget my first love if he keeps holding on to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how hard I try to forget everything, he still manages to stir up these emotions. He kept reminding me that he's still the same person who took away my fluttering heart as I presented it on a silver platter, showered it with some gasoline and set it on fire...and walked away as he watched my heart burn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I still not able to hate him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I still love him despite every hurtful things I've been through?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder when will I stop being so melancholic about unrequited love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pathetic fool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/23322565-2378482700538064545?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/2378482700538064545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=2378482700538064545&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2378482700538064545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2378482700538064545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/05/thing-about-love-is-once-youve-fallen.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/TAMB0EEeVWI/AAAAAAAABis/Yx6sVI3ON1M/s72-c/DSC_4747-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-9139420880522258893</id><published>2010-05-22T19:07:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T21:30:29.846+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S_g-X4J-RvI/AAAAAAAABiA/PnPxsAXU4Ac/s1600/DSC_1321-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S_g-X4J-RvI/AAAAAAAABiA/PnPxsAXU4Ac/s320/DSC_1321-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474193927000966898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Conversations Has Begun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanted to dig deep. You tried hard to avoid the questions. I offered you some closure and hurt my pride in the process. Still you didn't budge. Man, you're getting tough since the last battle. Answer me;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Was it love that we felt or was it just mere lust to an opposite sex? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;We seems to be able to understand each others' silence, but I could not understand you now. Answer me. Please.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QPzdjaiIt-U&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QPzdjaiIt-U&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Landon Pigg &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great Companion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(84, 85, 89); line-height: 18px; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's not that you've lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;I just need some time to lick my wounds&lt;br /&gt;I'll be out of service for a little while&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'll be up and running soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just an amateur these days&lt;br /&gt;Not used to dealing with this pain&lt;br /&gt;He's just an amateur these days&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that he'd see a girl away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our history will never be erased&lt;br /&gt;You were a great companion&lt;br /&gt;And some memories will never ever fade&lt;br /&gt;So I love and so I hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we were I never knew nor did you&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly what you hated&lt;br /&gt;For three years you were confused&lt;br /&gt;And for three years, my intentions left unstated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our history can never be erased&lt;br /&gt;You were a great companion&lt;br /&gt;And some memories will never ever fade&lt;br /&gt;So I love and so I hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the end..&lt;br /&gt;Of an innocent era, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;an innocent era?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I didn't want you but I did it's never wrong but it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our history can never be erased&lt;br /&gt;You were a great companion&lt;br /&gt;And some memories will never fade away&lt;br /&gt;You were a great companion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our history can never be erased&lt;br /&gt;You were a great companion&lt;br /&gt;And some memories will never ever ever fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-9139420880522258893?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/9139420880522258893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=9139420880522258893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/9139420880522258893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/9139420880522258893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/05/conversations-has-begun-i-wanted-to-dig.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S_g-X4J-RvI/AAAAAAAABiA/PnPxsAXU4Ac/s72-c/DSC_1321-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-8726907845025590678</id><published>2010-05-16T23:27:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:36:41.350+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S_CMprpApiI/AAAAAAAABe4/Xu54jvvh3EY/s1600/DSC_0948-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S_CMprpApiI/AAAAAAAABe4/Xu54jvvh3EY/s320/DSC_0948-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472028194972411426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Masalah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya ada satu masalah. Saya pelabel. Maksud saya, pada kali pertama saya berjumpa seseorang itu saya akan melabel dia dalam kategori yang saya reka dalam kepala saya sendiri, contoh kategori termasuklah:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) orang baik &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) orang pelik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) orang jahat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) orang sombong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) orang yang menyampahkan (annoying)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) orang yang masih tidak dapat dikenalpasti kategori apa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) orang yang boleh menjadi kawan dunia akhirat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebenarnya kategori ini tidak tetap, kadang kala ada sahaja kategori tambahan atau kategori yang terpaksa dibubarkan kerana tiada ahli tetap. Seseorang boleh juga masuk dalam beberapa kategori sekaligus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Contoh:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hari ini saya pertama kali berjumpa encik X, dia seorang : pelik + menyampahkan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Amaran: Label-label ini semua hanyalah berdasarkan gerak hati saya semata-mata tanpa bukti/alasan yang kukuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setiap kategori pula akan diikuti dengan&lt;b&gt; pelan tindakan&lt;/b&gt; contohnya;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)Orang menyampahkan - &lt;i&gt;elakkan dari berjumpa orang ini dengan sehabis baik&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)Orang jahat - &lt;i&gt;pura-pura tidak perasan setiap kali berselisih&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)Orang pelik - &lt;i&gt;biarkan mereka di dunia mereka sendiri(jangan mencari pasal dengan orang kategori ini kerana mereka lebih sukar diramal)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maka contoh penuh: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari ini saya pertama kali berjumpa dengan encik X, dia seorang pelik dan menyampahkan. Maka saya harus elakkan diri dari berjumpa dengan dia dan jika terjumpa saya harus membiarkan dia dalam dunia dia sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di sini saya ingin menegaskan bahawa adalah tidak bagus langsung tindakan melabel seseorang itu dan aktiviti ini sangat tidak digalakkan. Dan saya selalu silap melabel orang. Akibatnya saya tidak tahu seseorang itu boleh masuk kategori kawan dunia akhirat sehinggalah beberapa lama kemudian. Tempoh masa untuk mengenali/menukar label seseorang bergantung kepada &lt;b&gt;pelan tindakan yang dibuat apabila label diberi semasa pertama kali berjumpa&lt;/b&gt;. Contohnya jika pelik+jahat = biarkan dan pura-pura tidak nampak; aktiviti ini boleh berlanjutan hingga sebulan, setahun atau selamanya. Maka selama sebulan/setahun/selamanyalah saya tidak tahu dia seorang yang baik. Kan rugi tu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saya amat benci bila saya silap melabel seseorang&lt;/b&gt;, tapi saya &lt;b&gt;lebih benci jika saya betul.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan saya betul enam tahun dahulu. Sekarang saya terasa kurang bijak kerana tidak mempercayai gerak hati sendiri. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Dia seorang yang menyampahkan + jahat = patut dielakkan sehabis baik dan berpura-pura tidak nampak bila berjumpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Jika saya patuh dengan pelan tindakan ini, mesti saya tidak sakit hati seperti sekarang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nota kaki : orang di Germany memang suka berskandal sebab itu setiap tahun saya ke sana. LoL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-8726907845025590678?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/8726907845025590678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=8726907845025590678&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8726907845025590678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8726907845025590678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/05/masalah-saya-ada-satu-masalah.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S_CMprpApiI/AAAAAAAABe4/Xu54jvvh3EY/s72-c/DSC_0948-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-1372192302996721830</id><published>2010-05-13T09:10:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T18:01:53.895+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S-u6sVnPj1I/AAAAAAAABc4/fmPk03X-ZYI/s1600/DSC_1026-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S-u6sVnPj1I/AAAAAAAABc4/fmPk03X-ZYI/s320/DSC_1026-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470671443250351954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're afraid of being alone&lt;div&gt;Yet we hide ourselves from the rest of the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking around with earphones all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're the ones who shut off everyone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birds are still singing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cars are still roaring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids are still laughing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People are still talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're never alone, if only we open up our ears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ini entry untuk orang yang terasa lonely bile berjalan sendiri dan memasang earphones di telinga*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari ini Intan dan Aimee pulang ke Malaysia. &lt;b&gt;Have a safe journey guys =) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;---------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm...kadang-kadang aku terfikir, pantaskah aku untuk membenci seseorang itu hanya kerana satu kesilapan. Mungkin ini hanya salah faham. Mungkin dia merasa tertekan dengan peperiksaan dan dengan cara&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;bergurau&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; begitu dia dapat meredakan perasaan? Tapi gurauan begitu sungguh tidak masuk akal. Dia lelaki dan aku perempuan&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(ye aku perempuan)&lt;/i&gt;; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;mungkin pada seorang lelaki itu perkara biasa. Tapi sebagai perempuan aku malu dengan ayat-ayat &lt;s&gt;ghairah&lt;/s&gt; kurang sopan begitu lebih-lebih lagi bila ia lahir dari fikiran teman baik aku sendiri. Isk. Selama ni apa yang kau pandang pada diri aku?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia seorang yang baik(boleh dipersoalkan ke ni?) malah salah seorang kawan aku yang agak rapat. Tapi sayang, aku kecewa dengan sikap dia...ayat-ayat keji itu telah meruntuhkan kepercayaan aku pada dia selama ini. Apa yang harus aku buat?? Haihhhhhh... Harapan aku, bakal isteri kau tidak tahu sifat kau yang satu ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku bukan benci tapi aku kecewaaaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Satu masa aku terasa ingin&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; melempang kau laju-laju&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - aku puas hati, tapi ape perasaan kau nanti?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Silent treatmen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;t&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - bolehlah buat sekejap tapi dah bosan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ape yang aku kena buat entah sebenarnya. Kan best kalau aku jenis bersahaja macam budak bilik depan. Haihh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Maybe all i need is just a sincere apology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-1372192302996721830?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/1372192302996721830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=1372192302996721830&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1372192302996721830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1372192302996721830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/05/were-afraid-of-being-alone-yet-we-hide.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S-u6sVnPj1I/AAAAAAAABc4/fmPk03X-ZYI/s72-c/DSC_1026-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-3043037664308176304</id><published>2010-05-09T08:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T08:55:53.438+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Sajak PMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bodoh&lt;div&gt;Kau memang dasar mata keranjang rupanya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sampai hari ini aku masih cengeng; muka mencuka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari itu bila kau &lt;s&gt;mencarut&lt;/s&gt; mengarut aku ketawa sahaja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari ini aku terasa marah sampai keluar asap dari telinga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bodoh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kau telanjangi aku dengan katamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku harap kau sudah puas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Puas sudah menyakitkan hatiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tengok engkau pun aku jadi rimas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bodoh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku bukan cemburu bodoh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku marah dan kecewa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku rasa aku juga yang bodoh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patut aku lari dari ayat pertama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bodoh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jangan aku membuang masa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penat aku marah si lelaki buaya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia akan tetap mencari mangsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pastinya bukan yang pertama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah persetankan engkau!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari tu tak sempat marah sebab nak exam. Ni dah abis bleh la aku tulis dengan bahagia. Aku tak suka cakap 'bodoh' dan kalo mak aku tahu aku cakap bodoh kat orang mesti dier marah. Jadi berbanggalah kau jadi orang yang paling banyak dapat bodoh dari aku. Tapi sebab kau lelaki yang sabar, aku tahu kau boleh handle it well. Maafkan aku, Bodoh.&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/23322565-3043037664308176304?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/3043037664308176304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=3043037664308176304&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3043037664308176304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3043037664308176304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/05/sajak-pms-bodoh-kau-memang-dasar-mata.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-1656141265771694427</id><published>2010-05-01T19:04:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:02:45.081+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S91YR3EEiNI/AAAAAAAABbo/CcNZit_yySw/s1600/Sligo+%2710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S91YR3EEiNI/AAAAAAAABbo/CcNZit_yySw/s320/Sligo+%2710.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466622586559695058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never before my chest 'felt' this empty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so full before, isn't it a pity?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a vacuum has suck out its life force. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heading nowhere, turning around and getting lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're always together since the day I was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the one called "a heart" is missing, where has it gone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The heart that felt so tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it'll soon be expired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It had ran out of burning passion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For love, friendship or fashion(?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my heart I'm talking about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd never listen to it as it shouts;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Take care of me or I'll soon be gone"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;"Oh shut up!"&lt;/span&gt; I said as I yawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;"It's the same story again you're just trying to threaten me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;"You'll never go away, you've got nowhere else to be!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never listen to my heart as it plea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care of it, don't be so carefree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that it's so quiet and still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart finally left against my own will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why didn't I listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so ignorant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear heart has left me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear heart has left me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To 'feel' emotions now I've to consult my frontal lobe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've nothing else to turn to; it used to be my hearts' job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never knew emotions are a big burden &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's easier to fight a war in Verdun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now there's a big hole in my chest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course I look like a big mess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My chest is empty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart has left me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SC-kNQDvl-s&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SC-kNQDvl-s&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...haish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-1656141265771694427?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/1656141265771694427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=1656141265771694427&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1656141265771694427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1656141265771694427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/05/never-before-my-chest-felt-this-empty.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S91YR3EEiNI/AAAAAAAABbo/CcNZit_yySw/s72-c/Sligo+%2710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-8748946695661710599</id><published>2010-04-30T15:32:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:17:16.535+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Drama/Movies-To-Be-Watched List is growing..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Cinderella's sister &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(starring my latest eye candy *wink*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;What's up Fox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Dating on Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Sungkyunwan Scandal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Castaway on The Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(OMG, it's all Korean!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haihhh..can't wait for everything to be over and done with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heavy rain in Galway reminds me of home. I almost cried, then I realized that I'm sitting in front of two guys- they could not care less even if I'm bleeding to death(ok maybe not). But I definitely could not ever be melodramatic with the two. Enough said. Blerghhhh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why I hate that guy so much. Hate is too powerful to describe the feelings though. I just don't want to see him if possible. Ever. Haihh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is like super tall ~ 182 cm, bit shorter than Yunho-sshi(drool) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm...that long legs + tight fitting jeans = yummmmy&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(ok NO dirty thoughts, only naughty ones) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miaoooowww~ Kekekeke &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohhhhhh CJM, will u marry me oppa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FeWCb3llsVo&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FeWCb3llsVo&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:Verdana, arial, georgia, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;"It can’t be if it’s not you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(58, 58, 58); line-height: 19px; font-family:Verdana, arial, georgia, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;i can’t be without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;it’s okay if i’m hurt for a day and a year like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;it’s fine even if my heart’s hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;yes because i’m just in love with you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/23322565-8748946695661710599?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/8748946695661710599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=8748946695661710599&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8748946695661710599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8748946695661710599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-dramamovies-to-be-watched-list-is.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-7351295991597994040</id><published>2010-04-15T08:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T09:12:58.537+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S8bKKI-_uxI/AAAAAAAABZI/bfLLp3JJ1Ho/s1600/7595e56505a6e0_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S8bKKI-_uxI/AAAAAAAABZI/bfLLp3JJ1Ho/s320/7595e56505a6e0_full.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460273873792514834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;tribute melampau untuk kumpulan kegemaran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dearest Dong Bang Shin Ki/ Tohoshinki,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After years of effort and being&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THIS HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;beingthisclose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to conquering the world &lt;b&gt;as-A-unit&lt;/b&gt;, why do you have to GIVE UP now???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am utterly heart broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your Fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-7351295991597994040?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/7351295991597994040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=7351295991597994040&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7351295991597994040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7351295991597994040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/04/tribute-melampau-untuk-kumpulan.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S8bKKI-_uxI/AAAAAAAABZI/bfLLp3JJ1Ho/s72-c/7595e56505a6e0_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-7707729390135336386</id><published>2010-04-13T20:27:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:47:46.898+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;" I love you, darling. Miss you so much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a while since I last heard those words spoken to me. In fact it was too long ago I've lost count of the days.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, the words managed to hit the very core of my icy heart. It brought me on the verge of tears...but I held it back and say, " I love you too, mum. Always".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss HOME sooooooo very much. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-7707729390135336386?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/7707729390135336386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=7707729390135336386&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7707729390135336386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7707729390135336386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-you-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-5807736282627240979</id><published>2010-04-08T16:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T23:28:59.449+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S733Va30h0I/AAAAAAAABUY/Ny5Aq0bUVos/s1600/the-end.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S733Va30h0I/AAAAAAAABUY/Ny5Aq0bUVos/s320/the-end.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457790270805673794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;amik dari mane tah ni. Apepn msgnye, everything will be okay in the end. Slamat berusaha semua!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-5807736282627240979?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/5807736282627240979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=5807736282627240979&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5807736282627240979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5807736282627240979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/04/amik-dari-mane-tah-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S733Va30h0I/AAAAAAAABUY/Ny5Aq0bUVos/s72-c/the-end.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-1085160457104896626</id><published>2010-03-31T19:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T19:43:43.518+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok demi menjaga hati semua pihak, I've got rid of the damned entry. Sorry for being selfish and compulsive. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamat belajar semua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noktah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-1085160457104896626?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/1085160457104896626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=1085160457104896626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1085160457104896626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1085160457104896626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/03/ok-demi-menjaga-hati-semua-pihak-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-8341865290479934093</id><published>2010-03-27T23:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:26:35.613Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Terima Kasih Adik2, Kakak2 dan Abang2 Semua...Doakan kami yer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*mode tak tahu cuak ke tak nieh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-8341865290479934093?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/8341865290479934093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=8341865290479934093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8341865290479934093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8341865290479934093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/03/terima-kasih-adik2-kakak2-dan-abang2.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-596091256873251929</id><published>2010-03-22T20:52:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:28:24.424Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Kempen Derma Buah Pinggang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today we went over to Merlin park. Kononnye mahu belajar pasal CKD and dialysis. Ok ape niat suci murni. Anyway, sampai-sampai aje dah salah cakap kat Paddy (the van driver). Dialysis centre kat unit 7 bukan unit 1 ok! Maka terpaksa la menapak jauh sikit. Nak pulak hari ni angin dengan riang ria bertiup sejuk sampai ke tulang sulbi. Tulang apekah itu?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa pun setelah kami tiba di destinasi, teruslah kami menuju ke kaunter. "Puan, kami ini pelajar tahun akhir. Bolehkah kami berjumpa dengan pesakit di sini untuk bertanyakan beberapa soalan?" tanya Idah dengan skemanya kepada Sister. "Boleh, silalah", jawab Sister yang baik hati itu. Lalu kemudian kami mundar-mandir sebentar mencari pesakit yang sesuai. Setelah menoleh ke kiri dan kanan kami mengambil keputusan untuk menemuramah pesakit yang paling dekat dengan tempat kami berdiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pendek cerita, pakcik pertama tu seperti tengah acute confusion ke atau apa-apa yang sewaktu dengannya. Semua jawapan beliau adalah "tidak tahu", "tidak ingat", sudah lupa". Oh apa-apa sajalah kamu pakcik! Lantas kami tinggalkan dia setelah mengucapkan ribuan terima kasih kerana sudi meluangkan masa dengan kami. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lalu dengan pantas Idah mendekati pakcik kedua (pakcik ini bukan orang tempatan). Pada mulanya pakcik itu seperti normal sahaja. Lalu berbekalkan semangat membara, Idah dan Sarinah bertalu-talu menanyakan soalan. Oleh kerana pakcik itu mempunyai sejarah sebagai penerima buah pinggang maka mereka sangat gembira. Hatta, dengan hati berbunga meminta izin untuk membuat pemeriksaan abdomen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selesai pemeriksaan, pakcik itu memandang kepada kami dengan mata kuyu lantas berkata, "mahukah salah seorang dari kamu menderma buah pinggang kepada pakcik?". Pada mulanya aku menyangka pakcik itu bergurau. Pabila diulang lagi permintaan itu untuk kali kedua, ketiga dan merayu-rayu untuk meminta buah pinggang kami.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku merasa lutut aku menggigil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan pastilah malam ini aku akan bermimpi dikejar seorang pakcik &lt;s&gt;India&lt;/s&gt; membawa parang untuk membelah keluar buah pinggangku. Oh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thefatlife.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/nightmare-on-elm-street-freddy-headshot-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 470px;" src="http://thefatlife.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/nightmare-on-elm-street-freddy-headshot-small.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-596091256873251929?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/596091256873251929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=596091256873251929&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/596091256873251929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/596091256873251929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/03/kempen-derma-buah-pinggang-today-we.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-961818298759793661</id><published>2010-03-21T20:53:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:58:33.381Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Ok CRAPping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bosannye. Aku nak borak dengan orang yang takkan cakap pasal medic, masa hadapan ataupun isu kahwin. Aku nak cakap dengan orang yang takde satu kaitan pun dengan orang kat Galway nieh. Aku nak borak dengan orang yang boleh buat aku gelak sampai senak perut. Aku nak dengar cerita lain. Pasal memburu ayam hutan ke, cara-cara membina rumah ke, undang-undang bermain rounders ke. Aku nak cakap dengan orang yang ingat MI tu short form untuk Minyak Ikan. Kalau TIA itu ialah 'Tidak Ikut Arahan'. Hahaha..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lame sungguh terasa diri ini. Sikit sahaja lagi. Marilah berusaha lebih gigih!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apepun hari Jumaat hari tuh jari telunjuk aku terkepit kat pintu pagar. Sakit. Lepas tu berdarah. Lepas tu kene letak plaster kat jari. Lepas tu aku rase cool gile ade plaster kat jari. Macho! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok tu je nak cerita. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encik TM, aummmmm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pukul 12 malam. Aku leka main2 kat satu website ni. Dalam ni ada application yang boleh gabungkan muka dua orang untuk melihat wajah anak-anak di masa hadapan. Apepun, ini gambar 'anak-anak' saya (amaran: sangat comel ok) :&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S6axmWvGqMI/AAAAAAAABSI/7JxvlIbVBpk/s1600-h/Desktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S6axmWvGqMI/AAAAAAAABSI/7JxvlIbVBpk/s320/Desktop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451239671474858178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ini rupa 'daddy' dier:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S6axm4f_UHI/AAAAAAAABSQ/7D5TGLswBZw/s1600-h/Jung-Yunho.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S6axm4f_UHI/AAAAAAAABSQ/7D5TGLswBZw/s320/Jung-Yunho.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451239680538267762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Sila gelak guling-guling. Terima kasih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-961818298759793661?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/961818298759793661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=961818298759793661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/961818298759793661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/961818298759793661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/03/bosannye.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S6axmWvGqMI/AAAAAAAABSI/7JxvlIbVBpk/s72-c/Desktop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-5169539421510603389</id><published>2010-03-19T17:06:00.007Z</published><updated>2010-03-19T17:30:58.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mak tak risau langsung pasal 'what if' tu. Tapi aku tak tido lena malam-malam asyik fikir tak henti-henti pasal 'what if'. Mak cerita macam-macam tadi. Pasal menantu, pasal nak tempah baju untuk hari graduasi aku nanti (*cuak*), pasal sedih kalau nak kahwinkan anak-anak daranya (HA HA), pasal telefon papa kene curi. Aku cakap dengan mak, aku tengah tensi yang teramat seperti mahu meletop otak. Emak kata, anggap sahaja ini peperiksaan biasa. Oh emak masalahnya ini bukan peperiksaan biasa. Oh!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku rasa selama ini aku memang anak manja emak. Tapi sekarang aku rasa papa lagi cool. Lagi-lagi sejak kakak kahwin, kakak lah permata hati emak. Kakak itulah kakak inilah. Sampai kakak telefon pun emak boleh menangis kesedihan. Sedangkan Segamat-KL 2 jam setengah sahaja perjalanan pun! Ini anak emak yang jauh berpuluh ribu batu ini tidak sedihkah bila terdengar suara? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*emo*emo*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha.. inilah dia orang tension. Mama ampunkan anakmu ini~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lepas tu berborak dengan papa. Papa beritahu pasal nenek. Papa kata nenek tak sihat. Selalu batuk, kaki bengkak, perut macam tegang. Nenek masuk hospital seminggu. Doktor kata jantung nenek ade masalah. Paru-paru pun berair dan ada jangkitan kuman. Papa tengah cerita, tapi aku nangis diam-diam. Dari cerita papa, aku buat kesimpulan besar kemungkinan nenek ade heart failure. Aku mencongak prognosis. Bila boleh jumpe nenek lagi? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Papa tanya aku selsema ke? Dengar aku sedut hingus lah tu. Aku jawab, a'ah..sejuk kat sini sekarang ni. Tak sampai hati aku nak cakap dengan papa pasal heart failure. Aku makin down. *nangis*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekarang ni air mata macam hujan kat galway. Turun aje setiap hari tak payah tunggu mendung pun. Hari cerah pun hujan boleh turun. Tengak gelak-gelak pun hati tengah menangis. Sori kawan-kawan aku memang emo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku benci dengan perangai diri sendiri yang suka sahaja menyakitkan hati orang. Serius, aku cungguh cepat membuat mimik muka jika tidak puas hati. Jahat jahat jahat! Saya tidak suka! Bagaimana mahu menjadi orang yang sabar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*tidak juga habis-habis memikir 'what if'*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-5169539421510603389?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/5169539421510603389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=5169539421510603389&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5169539421510603389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5169539421510603389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/03/mak-tak-risau-langsung-pasal-what-if-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-5829676942127647266</id><published>2010-03-16T10:36:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-17T10:01:04.276Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was skimming thru my daily mails when I came to read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;" jom pulun weh, jom pakat2 ligan girls weh, depa sembang ja kemaih, depa laghi laju takpa aih, pelan2 kita peghambat!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekarang ni kalau nak buat amal kene promote macam ni ke? Ligan Girls? Perhambat? Ape tu? Takbleh cakap baik2 ke? Probably cakap baik2 macam terlalu skema agaknye..jadi kene la perhambat perkataan bombastik macam ni untuk menarik minat orang membaca..ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ye la, you'd say I am over reacting..and probably I am. Tapi aku tak suke cara dier cakap ni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-5829676942127647266?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/5829676942127647266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=5829676942127647266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5829676942127647266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5829676942127647266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-was-skimming-thru-my-daily-mails-when.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-550997510687434316</id><published>2010-03-10T20:40:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:04:56.936Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today....sucks.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I even have to elaborate on this? Probably not. My own fault to begin with. Haih..so not looking forward to Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haihh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haihhhhhh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S5gFSk5NXkI/AAAAAAAABPg/Ty8VD2HQXW0/s1600-h/MOV00796-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S5gFSk5NXkI/AAAAAAAABPg/Ty8VD2HQXW0/s320/MOV00796-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447109566004026946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Motif gambar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-550997510687434316?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/550997510687434316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=550997510687434316&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/550997510687434316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/550997510687434316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/03/today.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S5gFSk5NXkI/AAAAAAAABPg/Ty8VD2HQXW0/s72-c/MOV00796-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-2826204049652475788</id><published>2010-03-07T10:28:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-07T10:53:53.932Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Untuk kesekian kalinya aku terlupa lagi. Hampir sahaja aku melompat dari katil dan terbang ke sana..sebelum kenyataan mengingatkan bahawa - aku bukan Superman. Aku mengeluh, berat rasa hati ini...tidak tahu bagaimana harus aku memohon kemaafan. Genap seminggu sudah tarikh keramat itu berlalu. Namun hanya di sini mampu aku mengucapkan..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semoga kau selalu di bawah lindungan dan&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; rahmatNya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semoga kau &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sentiasa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bahagia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semoga hari-harimu &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ceria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semoga segala&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; impianmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; akan terlaksana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semoga &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;senyumanmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; tidak akan pernah pudar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semoga kau sentiasa bertabahan menghadapi &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;masa hadapan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semoga &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;persahabatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ini akan berkekalan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku harap engkau tahu, walaupun setiap tahun aku terlupa tarikh keramat ini.....aku harap engkau tahu..aku sayang kamu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maafkan aku Isyqi, aku terlupa lagi. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Selamat Hari Lahir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S5OFiWYgM1I/AAAAAAAABMQ/C5ftnVasIgc/s1600-h/DSC_1467-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S5OFiWYgM1I/AAAAAAAABMQ/C5ftnVasIgc/s320/DSC_1467-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445843199591461714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-2826204049652475788?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/2826204049652475788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=2826204049652475788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2826204049652475788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2826204049652475788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/03/untuk-kesekian-kalinya-aku-terlupa-lagi.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S5OFiWYgM1I/AAAAAAAABMQ/C5ftnVasIgc/s72-c/DSC_1467-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-4509466004171415430</id><published>2010-03-06T12:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:13:37.115Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CvhVPCBVTeo&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CvhVPCBVTeo&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toki Wo Tomete&lt;br /&gt;Toki wo Tomete — Please Stop Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like they are hurrying away, the summer’s constellations&lt;br /&gt;Lean between the buildings and hide away&lt;br /&gt;The days that pass us by&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, even little tiny things make me want to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That store that you said you wanted to go to so long ago&lt;br /&gt;It’s already gone now, but&lt;br /&gt;Every day, the two of us&lt;br /&gt;We believed that our love would never end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop time, and stay next to you forever&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you even more&lt;br /&gt;While remembering every single thing about you&lt;br /&gt;I had faith in only forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop time, and stay next to you forever&lt;br /&gt;I look up at the sky, and wish with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;One by one, I link together the glistening starts&lt;br /&gt;And I ended up looking for the shape of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop time, and stay next to you forever&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you even more&lt;br /&gt;While remembering every single thing about you&lt;br /&gt;I had faith in only forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-4509466004171415430?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/4509466004171415430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=4509466004171415430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4509466004171415430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4509466004171415430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/03/toki-wo-tomete-toki-wo-tomete-please.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-2319655569841389645</id><published>2010-03-04T01:46:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-04T02:14:41.007Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ini malam tidak boleh tidur.&lt;div&gt;Bermacam-macam tajuk utama melintas dalam kepala. Penat. EXAM. Esok tutorial Gaffney. Tak abis bace lagi Obs&amp;amp;gynae. Kakak nak kawen Sabtu ni? Nak ajak orang dating, umur dah nak masuk 25 tapi tak tahu ape itu pergi berjanji temu. Kasihan. Kasihan ke? EXAM. Rindu mama+papa. Ape la Gaffney nak tanye esok ni? Oh, esok wajib ambil satu history Obs/Gyn. Hari-hari cakap macam ni kot. Haha. Esok ade study group. Penat. EXAM. Eh sabtu ni dah nak dapat abang ipar ke? Oh yeah. Bila agaknya kakak pulak nak dapat adik ipar? EXAM. Summer nak jalan-jalan!!! Hiking. Nak hiking naik bukit. Nak jumpa laut. Nak balik malaysia ke tak sebelum grad ni? Nak kene mintak letter of good conduct pulak sebelum apply kerja sini. Takutnya interview SHO. Ho Ho. Nak balik kerja kat malaysia? Kahwin. Calon? Hahaha. Penat. EXAM. Eh dah final med??? Wuuuuuuu nanti semua orang balik malaysia, sape nak kawan dengan saya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok dah la ni. Tido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eh... tak sengaja tertengok gambar encik itu yang sudah lama tidak tahu khabar berita sejak zaman kolej. Dia bahagia. Sedih. Sampai sekarang tidak tahu siapa itu Mr Nice Guy yang menghantar kad tahniah pada saya suatu masa dahulu. Tapi jauh di sudut hati, saya sangat-sangat berharap itu dia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, sila tido sekarang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-2319655569841389645?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/2319655569841389645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=2319655569841389645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2319655569841389645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2319655569841389645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/03/ini-malam-tidak-boleh-tidur.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-4437107227761514975</id><published>2010-02-23T09:34:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:04:47.448Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Panas Hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai Encik K yang disayangi. Mengapakah di pagi hari nan indah cemerlang ini kau membuat aku naik angin? Kalau aku boleh naik angin betul-betul, hendaklah aku terbang pulang ke Kuala Lumpur sekarang juga. Ini tidak, aku hanya boleh terjerit-jerit seperti orang gila.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mahukan nama penuh, alamat dan nombor telefon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waklu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-4437107227761514975?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/4437107227761514975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=4437107227761514975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4437107227761514975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4437107227761514975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/02/panas-hati-wahai-encik-k-yang-disayangi.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-6637043936153081317</id><published>2010-02-21T02:07:00.008Z</published><updated>2010-02-21T11:08:29.910Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Short circuit-ed&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qfNmgTy3gjI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qfNmgTy3gjI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finals are just around the corner, yet all I could do all day is watching korean/japanese dramas in youtube. Is there any medicine that can help me to concentrate?? I am worried. Can't talk to mum without bursting into 'pathetic' tears. My heart kept longing for 'the unknown'. Yet I am still missing &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;. Damn. Damn you. Why haven't I able to forget you??? It had been six years and I still could not forget your smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haishhh... I am pathetic I am pathetic am pathetic I am pathetic I am pathetic I am pathetic I am pathetic I am pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop wanting other people's boyfriend Farah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, all I'm wishing for is - to have someone saying "okaeri" with a wide smile everyday ...and for me to say "tadaima" to. We'd have nice home made dinner, and he'd listen to me rambling about my loooongg awful day. He'd give me a hug and say "I love You". He'll make the silliest jokes and I'd laugh like a silly 16 year old. We'll watch a horror movie and he'd wear a pair of earplugs because he knows my high pitch screaming is due every 2 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this too much of a wishful thinking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gila rasa kesunyian sekarang ini hingga terasa mahu mendaftar masuk ke Twitter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohhh sudah-sudah la tuh...mari belajar. Caiyyuk~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya nak jadi Doktor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lepas tu baru nak jadi suri rumah. Ha Ha Ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S4Cbzo5AzbI/AAAAAAAABK8/4xvFt86rxTo/s1600-h/DSC_1089-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S4Cbzo5AzbI/AAAAAAAABK8/4xvFt86rxTo/s320/DSC_1089-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440519661315739058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;someday I wish upon a star&lt;/span&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/23322565-6637043936153081317?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/6637043936153081317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=6637043936153081317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6637043936153081317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6637043936153081317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/02/short-circuit-ed-finals-are-just-around.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/S4Cbzo5AzbI/AAAAAAAABK8/4xvFt86rxTo/s72-c/DSC_1089-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-7637979620595926325</id><published>2010-01-31T22:59:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:19:08.075Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rindu.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku rindu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rumah buruk dua pintu tempat kami berteduh hampir suku abad. Saksi pahit maung mama dan papa membesarkan kami. Aku rindu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Motosikal uzur kesayangan papa yang mengaum sumbang setiap pagi. Aku sumpah motor itu bila tayarnya pancit, maknanya aku akan lambat ke sekolah lagi. Aku rindu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kedai kecil nombor dua puluh di lorong Raja Bot. Bau busuk dek tempias pasar Chow Kit; berhabuk bila kereta lalu. Tempat papa menghayun tulang empat kerat mencari rezeki halal untuk kami. Aku rindu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pokok nangka tua di depan rumah. Tempat aku menyorok bila mama sudah mula memegang rotan keramatnya. Siapa suruh malas mengaji? Aku rindu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bunyi mesin jahit, bunyi merdu dari radio buruk jenama Sony - selang seli suara mama menyanyi lagu kegemarannya di Klasik Nasional FM. Mama sangat suka meleter, cerita benda yang sama banyak-banyak kali. Tapi semua tahu aku sama macam mama. Dari rupa sampailah perangai, fotokopi habis semua. Aku rindu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Papa yang pendiam. Tapi sebenarnya papa ada banyak cerita suka duka masa zaman muda-muda dulu. Dia tak pernah merasa hidup senang. Tapi sekarang sudah mula tersenyum bila cerita pasal anak-anak. Alhamdulillah. Aku rindu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adik cepat betul merajuk bila aku mula membuli. Tapi asal bagi duit mintak beli jajan, mesti senyum balik. Tapi mesti ada upah paling-paling 1 ringgit. Aku rindu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abang bergayut sentiasa dengan telefon. Cita-cita nak jadi juruterbang, tapi koleksi Awek lagi banyak dari koleksi 'A' dalam kad laporan. Aku rindu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duwah yang sangat innocent. Aku tak pernah cakap ini, tapi aku sangat bangga dengan dia. Mari kita berusaha sama-sama jadi doktor ya! Dah dua tahun kita tak jumpa? Aku rindu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farah yang degil. Kau memang suka buat ikut kemahuan kau. Watak 'penjahat' dalam keluarga kita. Kau yang label diri sendiri macam tu. Tapi kau tak tahu, aku sayang sangat dengan kau. Walaupun kau selalu sakitkan hati aku. Aku sayang sangat dengan kau. Kenapa kau nak kahwin tak tunggu aku balik? Sampai hati. Aku rindu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-7637979620595926325?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/7637979620595926325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=7637979620595926325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7637979620595926325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7637979620595926325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/01/rindu.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-7097600395533446070</id><published>2010-01-20T22:52:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-01-21T07:46:06.412Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I am not/wouldn't be the 'girl'iest person even if I could help it. I know I am not good at cooking, dressing up or whatever women should do these days. Sorry if it hurt your eyes just to see me passing by. But to have you and other people mocking me for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; being who I am&lt;/span&gt; hurts like being stabbed by a butcher knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Get well soon Najmi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-7097600395533446070?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/7097600395533446070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=7097600395533446070&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7097600395533446070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7097600395533446070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-know-i-am-notwouldnt-be-girliest.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-4414629198633797352</id><published>2010-01-03T12:13:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:18:50.921Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sakit perut lak sebab masuk angin. Sejuk agaknye malam tadi. Tak prasan lak.&lt;div&gt;Teringat satu citer doraemon pasal keledek. Keledek ni mmg best ( sume dari poket deraemon tu macam best je aku rase) sebab dier bleh bagi orang terbang. Cara2nya.. Makan keledek tu banyak2..pastu nnt perut akan banyak angin. Ble banyak angin, cube sehabis baik keluarkan dari bawah...Puuuttt..proottt...kepussss.. Camne pn bunyiknye, angin yang terhasil itu membolehkan orang yang makan keledek tersebut terbang! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalo aku buleh makan keledek tu, mesti dah terbang je ke letterkenny menggunakan kuasa angin! Hahahahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-4414629198633797352?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/4414629198633797352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=4414629198633797352&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4414629198633797352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4414629198633797352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/01/sakit-perut-lak-sebab-masuk-angin.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-6316419137330791418</id><published>2010-01-02T19:25:00.010Z</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:29:58.249Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Have I wronged You somehow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/Sz-5YeGmWBI/AAAAAAAABIE/S2h1CukcSes/s320/056-1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422256306426107922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tears rolled down slowly...soaking my scarred skin (darn&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;adj&gt;&lt;/adj&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; acnes) as I chewed the remaining fried rice. My eyes fell on the deadly looking dried chillies that were swimming freely in between the more appealing sweetcorn. Maybe I had bitten one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe I was hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind immediately tuned to that one person who prepared the fried rice. I must've said/done something utterly unforgivable to keep you so quiet that morning. You walked away without ever once turned back. If you did, you might see me crying. My naked face drowned in tears and disfigured by complicated frown. I looked uglier than I already am. Nevermind that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth is I always managed to deeply hurt the people that I love the most. I know this will eventually happen to you too. Only that I wasn't expecting it to happen this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a walking, talking and breathing disaster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like sweet Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's Chocolate Fudge Brownies ® that wrapped your taste buds with delight, you kept coming back for more just to one day realize that your weighing scale starts to give you &lt;i&gt;'false'&lt;/i&gt; reading(s). You &lt;i&gt;(so very much) &lt;/i&gt;wanted to blame the extra glasses of water you've drank in odd mornings, but deep inside you knew the innocent looking ice cream is responsible. Now the extra fats clung firmly to your flabby hips &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(not that I tried to imply you have flabby hips)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and it would take you about 1000 sit ups to get rid of...and like rubbing salt to the wound, you have to be parted with your favourite pair of jeans &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(the &lt;b&gt;only one&lt;/b&gt; that makes your legs look skinny)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for several months. You cringed thinking how something so pleasing could result in a disastrous ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am&lt;/i&gt; like that Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's Chocolate Fudge Brownies ®. Pleasing but disastrous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may have babbled too much. But this is the one last thing I want to say. Sorry that I've wronged you.&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/23322565-6316419137330791418?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/6316419137330791418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=6316419137330791418&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6316419137330791418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6316419137330791418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2010/01/have-i-wronged-you-somehow-tears-rolled.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/Sz-5YeGmWBI/AAAAAAAABIE/S2h1CukcSes/s72-c/056-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-5521023641321499740</id><published>2009-12-28T23:51:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T00:13:54.503Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're Beautiful (rerun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to that same love song eversince..er..err..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was so obvious the song wasn't meant for me. But why do I keep wishing that the sweet lyrics are &lt;s&gt;dedicated to fulfill my private pleasure&lt;/s&gt; your way of expressing your neverending longing for my love?? HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;Please stop this silly dreams.&lt;br /&gt;*humming &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the tune&lt;/span&gt; a.g.a.i.n.*&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;If someone decided to get married, I should be happy, why I kept crying like an idiot again and again? This is so not healthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-5521023641321499740?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/5521023641321499740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=5521023641321499740&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5521023641321499740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5521023641321499740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/12/youre-beautiful-rerun-i-know-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-5751060637668046597</id><published>2009-12-25T09:21:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-25T10:00:41.604Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Masa berlalu dengan pantas. Sedar tak sedar dah 10 hari aku kat cni. Banyak kisah suka duka dan air mata terjadi kat cni. Aku kat cni datang melawat dua keluarga tempatan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Rumah Mareike&lt;br /&gt;Mase sampai kat rumah pertama ni, aku masih kekok dengan budaya orang kat cni..segan2 pulak nak salam dengan mak Mareike. Mak dier pun kekok je nk cakap ape dengan aku..hehe..makcik ni comel la.. Ble dah stat borak2 sket, barulah diorg at ease sket, ble tau aku ni pandai gak gelak2 buat lawak sume. Hehe..makcik dier siap kate,"i like u" sebab aku ni agak2 pandai menyesuaikn diri dengan family gathering diorg walaupn Mareike terpaksa translate setiap perbualan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esoknye mase breakfast, takbleh blah btul ngan menu yg terhidang. Segala jenis ikan ade, smoke salmon la jeruk hering la..tapi feveret aku hering dalam mayo+herbs. Mak dier tau kot aku suke sangat mende tu siap suh aku abiskn satu bekas. Hahaha.. Tapi yang buat aku terharu, sebab diorg tau aku tak makan 'ba alif ba ya' maka sepanjang aku kat rumah tu, tak pernah terletak menatang tu kat depan mata. Diorg mmg respek abis la ngan tetamu. Menu hari2 mmg ikan. Ayam/daging tak halal pn tak pernah mak dier hidangkn. Ni satu benda yang aku rase kite sume patut belajar tentang menghormati tetamu. All and all aku rase best sebab rumah ni dipenuhi kasih sayang dan gelak ketawa bila semua ahli keluarga berkumpul untuk krismas. Aku pun terasa macam balik kampung beraya la pulak, walaupn sepatah perkataan german aku tak paham. Tapi best jugak tgk meriahnya suasana setiap hari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Rumah Katha&lt;br /&gt;Bila sampai kat rumah lagi satu, kedatangan aku disambut dengan peluk erat dari Katha dan emaknya...tapi aku tahu, hati mereka masih sedih dengan pemergian orang tersayang tak sampai 3 minggu sudah. Bile sampai rumah aku mmg nganga la tgk saiz rumah yang kalo ikutkan 6-7 kali ganda dari rumah aku sendiri kat Malysia. Mak dier siap bagi aku satu bilik sendiri(kat rumah Mareike pn dapat bilik sendiri actually). Pastu toilet sendiri. So mmg selesa la aku rase macam tetamu kehormat.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi dalam kemeriahan menyambut tetamu/hari Natal aku mmg perasan yang Katha, adik and mak dier akan tersentap bila teringat2 si ayah yang telah tiada..so kalo tiba2 Katha peluk adik dier/mak dier aku pun tahan diri dan air mata sendiri.. Diorang mmg tabah melawan emosi..tapi masa kat meja makan setiap kalo dinner/breakfast, mmg tampak la kesedihan tu. Banyak tersenyap je dari bercakap. Katha bgtau selalunye adik lelaki dier akan makan untuk dua orang, tapi sepanjang aku kat sane even aku makan lagi banyak dari adik dier kot..haih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih..tapi aku harap diorg akan melalui hari2 seterusnya dengan tabah..tulis2 ni tetibe rindu lak ngan family sndri..&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang aku kat rumah Isyqi, dier nak exam final dah 18 Jan ni..aku plak menyemak kat cni. Huih....rase bersalah btul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-5751060637668046597?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/5751060637668046597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=5751060637668046597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5751060637668046597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5751060637668046597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/12/masa-berlalu-dengan-pantas.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-3012869796566593545</id><published>2009-12-14T19:13:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:54:40.164Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm down to my last bar of snickers.. I am an addict. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Akan ke Germany dalam 2 hari lagi. &lt;div&gt;Mahu ajak Isyqi pegi Bodensee..dah tiga tahun bercita2 tapi tak penah sampai. Akan bersetujukah beliau?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-3012869796566593545?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/3012869796566593545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=3012869796566593545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3012869796566593545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3012869796566593545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-down-to-my-last-bar-or-snickers.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-7009195099000368952</id><published>2009-12-10T21:47:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:54:45.841Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I see no point in living if I can't be beautiful"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Howl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I want a Howl..&lt;div&gt;and a magic castle, with an adorable magic fire called Calcifer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but for now a Howl would do just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-7009195099000368952?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/7009195099000368952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=7009195099000368952&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7009195099000368952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7009195099000368952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-see-no-point-in-living-if-i-cant-be.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-1675461986315175477</id><published>2009-12-09T19:19:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:46:59.345Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jerawat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Membuang masa mengusha gamba2 lame. Tetiber terdiscover &lt;s&gt;satu&lt;/s&gt; dua menda...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Teruknye kulit mukaaaa! Buruk betul dengan parut bagai!! Patut la ble balik msia sume orang tanye, "ape dah jadi dengan kulit ko??". Tak pernah realize actually kulit muka masa dlu (walaupn takla mulus kudus macam Siti Nurhaliza) tak la seteruk sekarang. At least dlu tak segan nk amik gamba closeup. Skang ni....isk2..nk tengok cermin pn segan. Segan. Haihh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Eh dlu awak ni hensem jugak ek..hihi =p&lt;div&gt;-------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hari ni merasa ultimate homesickness. nak balik nak balik nak balik nak balikkkk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jawe, bungkus aku skali dalam beg ko bleh?? Tenkiu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Nota kaki: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;FarmVille has been hidden from your News Feed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In the future, you won't see posts from Farm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ville.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/SyAt20QjNVI/AAAAAAAABGE/QOQf3DeMzFg/s320/DSC_0325-1.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413377171863582034" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;c u soon bebeh. miss u loads!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-1675461986315175477?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/1675461986315175477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=1675461986315175477&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1675461986315175477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1675461986315175477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/12/jerawat.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/SyAt20QjNVI/AAAAAAAABGE/QOQf3DeMzFg/s72-c/DSC_0325-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-5644699361284562852</id><published>2009-12-02T00:12:00.015Z</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:44:24.256Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;even if these tears rolling..you wouldn't come back. Would you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was not trying to create any misunderstanding when I wrote this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just miss those moments when we argued over a mole on your upper lip - the one that you wholeheartedly believed had made you one step closer to looking like Dean Cain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you hate Korean/Japanese dramas..but I'll tell you this anyway. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Bogoshipo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TLfOQ50EbL0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TLfOQ50EbL0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bogoshipda Lyrics (Stairway to Heaven OST)&lt;br /&gt;Singer: Kim Bom Su / Romanization by Kreah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;amuri kidar-yodo nan mot ka&lt;br /&gt;pabo-chorom ulgo in-nun noye gyote&lt;br /&gt;sangchorom chu-nun narul wae morugo&lt;br /&gt;kida-rini tto-nakaran malya&lt;br /&gt;bogo-shipda bogo-shipda&lt;br /&gt;iron nae-ga miwochil man-kum&lt;br /&gt;ulgo shipda nae-ge murup kkulh-ko&lt;br /&gt;modu optdo-ni-ri twel su it-damyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michil dut sarang-haet-don kiyogi&lt;br /&gt;chu-ok-duri norul chatgo it-ji-man&lt;br /&gt;to isang sara-ngiran pyon-myonge&lt;br /&gt;norul kadul su opso&lt;br /&gt;iromyo-nan dwe-jiman&lt;br /&gt;chugul mankum bogo-shipda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bogo-shipda bogo-shipda&lt;br /&gt;iron nae-ga miwochil mankum&lt;br /&gt;midko shipda orun kirirago&lt;br /&gt;norul wi-hyae tto nayaman handago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michil dut sarang-haet-don kiyogi&lt;br /&gt;chu-ok-duri norul chatgo it-jiman&lt;br /&gt;to isang sara-ngiran pyon-myonge&lt;br /&gt;norul kadul su opso&lt;br /&gt;iromyo-nan dwe-jiman&lt;br /&gt;chugul mankum bogo-shipda&lt;br /&gt;chugul mankum it-ko-shipda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;credit:&lt;div&gt;http://kreah-craze.com/list-of-korean-romanized-lyrics/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-5644699361284562852?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/5644699361284562852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=5644699361284562852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5644699361284562852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5644699361284562852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/12/even-if-these-tears-rolling.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-8890194595547324667</id><published>2009-11-28T14:11:00.011Z</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:54:20.008Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Serba Bersalah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ade seorang lelaki ini. X namenye..kami sekelas mase darjah 3, dan beliau merupakan rival saya untuk mendapat nombor satu periksa akhir tahun. Akhirnye saya yang berjaya menggondol title tu, beliau mendapat nombor 2. Hahahaha!! (motif saya cuba berlagak dengan kisah lama ialah??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abaikn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway beliau telah berpindah masa darjah 4. Tak jumpe dah langsung..sampai la beberapa tahun kemudian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;13 tahun kendian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kami bertemu semula dalam sebuah gathering mini budak2 skolah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beliau dan saya mula la beramah mesra..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sms skettt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kol skett... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cerita2 pasal masa lampau..saya tak kesah...member jee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak lama setelah itu, terbukak pulak citer masa kini dan masa depan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya tak kesah...member ajeee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lalu suatu hari pabila bliau memulakan tajuk '&lt;b&gt;Mari berjumpa mak ayah saya&lt;/b&gt;', terus diri ini menjadi kompius...member aje ke ni? Oh~ &lt;i&gt;(mungkin di saat ini saya assume beliau serius, lalu saya menjadi segan silu)&lt;/i&gt; tak terkata..maklumlah tak pernah orang ajak jumpe mak ayah dengan nada serius.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sebagai gadis melayu sejati...bukankah diam itu tanda setuju?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lalu nk dipendekkan citer tak lama selepas '&lt;b&gt;kisah mak ayah'&lt;/b&gt; dibuka, beliau terpaksa outstation kerna hal keje..lalu kami putus hubungan selama sebulan...katanya takbleh sms atau call kerna di situ kalo bawak henpon bahaya.. bleh letop &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;baaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;boooooomm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" tempat keje beliau nanti. Saya diam je. Malas nk tanye banyak2..nnt kate saya pompuan jenis 'clingy' la pula. Saya bukan. Saya cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sebulan kemudian (tanpa khabar berita dari bliau)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seperti biasa saya menerawang di alam siber dan menyelami laman Facebook..terlihatlah saya sesuatu yang mengejutkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X telah menukar status dari 'single' kepada 'in a relationship'...dan gambar beliau berpelukan mesra dengan seorang pompuan yang agak-agak tak terkawal keseksian terpampang megah di profile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu semua ingat apekah perasaan saya pada waktu itu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macam beg berisi sampah yang berbau busuk lalu dijauhi oleh semua...lalu tinggallah beg sampah itu sendiri tanpa siapa yang peduli...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab ni bukan citer beg sampah yang tak bleh menangis macam manusia seperti saya, maka dengan syahdu saya pn melayan jiwang buat seketika...nasib baik ade kawan-kawan yang pandai menghiburkan hati. Walaupn mereka tak pandai buat silap mata/aksi comel macam ikan lumba-lumba, tapi dengan bantuan mereka akhirnya saya berjaya jugak mengatakan,&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt; "Blah la, ingat kamu best sangat ke?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Walaupn hanya berjaya dituturkn di angin lalu dan bukan kepada X sendiri, saya tetap bangga..tapi tidak pula saya menjadi riak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Setahun kemudian...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti biasa saya menerawang di alam siber dan menyelami laman Facebook..terlihatlah saya sesuatu yang mengejutkan.&lt;div&gt;X telah menukar status dari 'in a relationship' kepada 'single'...dan gambar beliau berpelukan dengan seorang pompuan yang agak-agak tak terkawal keseksian terpampang megah di profile kini tiada lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamu semua ingat apekah perasaan saya di waktu ini?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-8890194595547324667?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/8890194595547324667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=8890194595547324667&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8890194595547324667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8890194595547324667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/11/serba-bersalah-ade-seorang-mamat-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-8399144194416369620</id><published>2009-11-23T21:41:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:54:46.172Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Neighbour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got to be honest, I was not entirely in cloud-9 when the crowds said they're planning to move in next door. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG...I've had terrible headaches just thinking about &lt;b&gt;attire restrictions&lt;/b&gt; and god knows what &lt;b&gt;other restrictions&lt;/b&gt; on some crazy things I always do in the backyard (e.g. cat chasing, bird feeding, long-jumping, bad singing..sigh..). No, I was not sincerely smiling when they said the landlady agreed on them moving in. Farah-not-happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually it wasn't as bad as I've had imagined(so far). Since it's raining all the time + everyday anyway, &lt;b&gt;backyard&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;attire restriction&lt;/b&gt; is out of the question. Besides, I've no one else in the house at this moment and the prospect of having people I could trust and run to whenever trouble come knocking on the door..well, it's does make a little different on how things look to me now. Not that I'm expecting trouble to come rolling in..and I've stayed alone in the house by myself LOADS of times before with no trouble whatsoever; but having crowd of people I know as neighbours makes this house feels.....a lot warmer.&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/23322565-8399144194416369620?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/8399144194416369620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=8399144194416369620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8399144194416369620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8399144194416369620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/11/neighbour-ive-got-to-be-honest-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-6558171294842433196</id><published>2009-11-22T10:46:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-11-23T00:10:38.323Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Loss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/Swkf2p115YI/AAAAAAAABBk/rZHpM9Qbq8c/s320/DSC_0891-1.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406887851440072066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I received a devastating news about a friend two days ago. She emailed me herself to let me about it. I was taken aback by the suddenness of the tragedy and didn't know what to do/say/how to react. I was completely at loss. The only thing that had occurred in my mind was(and still is), I want to be there beside her, give her a hug...and let her know I would always be there for her. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear friend, I am deeply sorry for your loss. It's hard to imagine what you're going through right now...I'll pray for your heart to stay strong while going through this moment of grief.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear friend, I LOVE you to bits. You've sent me a glimpse of sunshine when I was feeling down and I hope I could do the same for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-6558171294842433196?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/6558171294842433196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=6558171294842433196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6558171294842433196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6558171294842433196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/11/loss-i-received-devastating-news-about.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/Swkf2p115YI/AAAAAAAABBk/rZHpM9Qbq8c/s72-c/DSC_0891-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-2148578107754079895</id><published>2009-11-19T22:36:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:55:18.245Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6FEpaKjIfGc&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6FEpaKjIfGc&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Boleh tak berangan kamu nyanyi lagu ni utk saye??? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CINTA~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--sebab bliau pelat, maka lirik tu agak tak btul. Tapi sebab comel saye mahapkn la kamu encik Tae Kyung!!---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lirik sebenar:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Fly me to the moon&lt;br /&gt;Let me play among the stars&lt;br /&gt;Let me see what spring is like&lt;br /&gt;On Jupiter and Mars&lt;br /&gt;In other words, hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;In other words, darling, kiss me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill my life with song&lt;br /&gt;And let me sing for ever more&lt;br /&gt;You are all I long for&lt;br /&gt;All I worship and adore&lt;br /&gt;In other words, please be true&lt;br /&gt;In other words, I love you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;---------------------------&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*nak cakap banyak sebenarnye tapi lepas abis berangan nnt la*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-2148578107754079895?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/2148578107754079895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=2148578107754079895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2148578107754079895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/2148578107754079895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/11/boleh-tak-berangan-kamu-nyanyi-lagu-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-6778277142006540425</id><published>2009-11-17T01:45:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:42:10.309Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;one day i will say i love you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and you could DO nothing else but say i love you too.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;congrats Kakak!!!!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-6778277142006540425?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/6778277142006540425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=6778277142006540425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6778277142006540425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6778277142006540425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-day-i-will-say-i-love-you-and-you.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-3671777174702999435</id><published>2009-11-13T18:11:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:24:36.326Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh, ade network connection baru..&lt;div&gt;'Bujang Senang'????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahahahahahahahahha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isk isk iskk...viikii ni kan waktu klimaks citer la dier nk crash. Crash waktu lain takbleh ke? And u suppose I would understand hangul????? Ottoke?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lempang2 baru tau. Aaaaarghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh jiwa kacau!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*5 jam kemudian*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wah oh oh~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"i will grant u permission to like me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sapekah penulis skrip? mau lempang anda juga kerana berjaya menulis cerita secomel ini, bleh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-3671777174702999435?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/3671777174702999435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=3671777174702999435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3671777174702999435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3671777174702999435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/11/eh-ade-network-connetion-baru.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-5368206340931373113</id><published>2009-11-08T00:10:00.014Z</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:55:51.114Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attachments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/SvZYgz9hn9I/AAAAAAAAA_c/m1jBI362KfM/s1600-h/DSC_1250-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/SvZYgz9hn9I/AAAAAAAAA_c/m1jBI362KfM/s320/DSC_1250-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401602123804811218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tibe2 rase nak makan sushi. Hmm..sedapnye..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tinggal satu minggu lagi kat MGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tinggal enam episod je sebelum YAB abis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bosannye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ni yang rase nk buat skendel musim sejuk lg ni. Hahaha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi kalo ikutkan since second year, mmg every winter mesti ade skendel. Takbleh blah tul. Membuatkn aku rase dreadful gle stiap kali winter datang. Haishhhhh! Ble takde skendel br ni, mula la nk igt skendel2 lame. Ape2pn aku harap mereka&lt;i&gt;(i.e. mangsa2 skendel saye/saye mangsa skendel mereka&lt;/i&gt;??) berbahagia selalu &lt;s&gt;buat jahat dibalas jahat, ingat yee&lt;/s&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mmg selalu doakn yg terbaik utk sume orang, tak kira la yg jahat atau baik(uwek uwek). Wohoho..tibe2 terigt ayat diri sendiri kepada Encik Baju Biru (skendel lame yang hampir berputik smule), &lt;b&gt;"Bless my kind heart..I know I am such a good person"&lt;/b&gt;. Kalo kitorg duduk kat dunia anime musti dier dah tergolek jatuh dari tempat duduk dier dan gelak guling2 ble dengar ayat tu. Haha... Tapi kat alam &lt;s&gt;dan&lt;/s&gt; manusia ni, dier cume gelak dengan sopan santun je la.. Hei Encik Baju Biru, saye mmg baik ape! At least saye takla mengaku saye suke awak pastu peluk awak sampai awak rase serba salah. Ok la tuh sebab saye cume &lt;b&gt;imagine &lt;/b&gt;saye buat camtu jer. Waaahh meliarnye imaginasi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoii rupenye banyak shaitan kat keliling niii...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately sume kate aku dah &lt;b&gt;BERISI&lt;/b&gt; (kata ganti yang sopan utk mengatakan aku dah &lt;b&gt;GEMUK&lt;/b&gt;). Salah ke gemuk sket? Tak comel ke? I rase I comel je! (kenapa, salah ke kalau saya tak sedar diri??). Haihh... *memicit lemak di pinggang*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haihhh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Takbleh buat cheesecake la sampai thn depan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh...bosannye....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tetibe teringat ayat lazim yang slalu cakap kat mama bile dier mula bukak topik feveretnye &lt;b&gt;'Adik Takde Sape2 Ke?'&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jawapan wajib saye, "Sape yang masuk meminang adik dlu, tu la dia bakal suami adik. Adik terima je kini dan selamanya" (ok, part kini dan selamanya tu overstatement melampau). Apepn nk cakap kat cni, camne kalo yang masuk meminang tu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;#Pakcik tua berusia 40 ++ tahun?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;#Encik yang gatal nk tambah koleksi isteri yang ke-empat?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;#Duda anak tiga?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;#Pakcik boroi dengan pinggang berukur lilit 60 inci setengah?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIDAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;Oh baikla lepas ni takkan jawab camtu la kat mama. Wohoho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh bosannyee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nak balik rmh n buli Mokmon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/SvZaJZBPb1I/AAAAAAAAA_k/hrHJsdJUi74/s320/DSC_0719-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401603920458903378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-5368206340931373113?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/5368206340931373113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=5368206340931373113&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5368206340931373113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/5368206340931373113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/11/tibe2-rase-nak-makan-sushi.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/SvZYgz9hn9I/AAAAAAAAA_c/m1jBI362KfM/s72-c/DSC_1250-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-7649314329420617057</id><published>2009-11-06T02:10:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:10:43.956Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To have you next to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-precious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be laughing together with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-precious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To watch you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..as you're slowly drifting to dream-land&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-precious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't realize you're so precious to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until that moment we had to say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish the journey would never end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-7649314329420617057?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/7649314329420617057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=7649314329420617057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7649314329420617057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/7649314329420617057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/11/cinta.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-4898485371697333245</id><published>2009-10-29T23:09:00.012Z</published><updated>2009-11-08T05:47:33.530Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mengapa..kau buat ku ketawa...&lt;div&gt;terbahak-bahak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tergolek-golek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalu ku lupa diri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ku terlalu gembira....melihat kau beraksi selamba..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;namun..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sepantas kilat kau merubah perasaanku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meruntun jiwaku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mengalir air mataku kernamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;setiap saat sentuhan jarimu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;setiap detik jelingan manjamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hatiku menangis...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kerna aku sedar ku takkan bisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;memilikimu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sebab kau dok korea nuuuhhh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.allkpop.com.lg1x1.simplecdn.net/images/uploads/news_rumors/012808_jang.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 500px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh tae KYUNG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;**&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RoZ8kYUUhOA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;nah lagu utk kamu&lt;/a&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===my heart curses at me because I can't even say I love you===&lt;div&gt;___________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I still remember years back when korean drama started to invade the country...I couldn't be bothered to even catch a glimpse of what's on the TV. &lt;i&gt;Apa kelas tengok drama Korea???&lt;/i&gt; But there was one person; there would always be this one person in the house..who would be sitting in front of the TV, precisely 10 minutes before the dramas started. That one person who would be laughing out loud/trying to hide the streaming tears, the only person whose passion on such lame shows I thought I'd never understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes I do pity that person because mum would always openly give her opinion as soon as the montage for the drama was on air- "whoever watch such dramas are sadly sentimental person; I'd never watch such shows; etc.". Every once in a while I would give my two cents in that discussion and yeah, it would be something that is totally agreeing with mum's. It later became sort of a rule in my (sad) life - I WOULD NEVER WATCH KOREAN DRAMAS cos they are for sissies.  Ohhhh yeah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That person never said anything against us. A totally quiet and obliging audience who'd always be there 10 minutes before the show. This behaviour was slowly killing me from the inside - I was dying with curiosity and I could not take it anymore...and so I decided that I HAD TO bend the rule for once.&lt;i&gt; Ape best sangat ke drama ni??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;One night as that person begin taking the usual place in front of the TV; I sat quietly beside him. He said nothing, eyes fixed on the TV. And then the show was on. I shrugged my shoulder, and wrapped my hands around my knees and was expecting I'd bore myself to sleep in the first 5 minutes. Two minutes later, there was an unusual uproar in the living room and mum came out running - she could not believe her eyes, finding us laughing out loud at some random silly scene - me and Dad as we watch korean drama together. Epic. Mum went on with her sissy jokes, but we totally ignored her. And in the end mum gave up teasing us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad, I should say thank you for introducing these addictive dramas to me - but now your dearly daughter is not only in love with Korean dramas, she is deeply in love with the actors too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haihhh...I miss home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-4898485371697333245?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/4898485371697333245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=4898485371697333245&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4898485371697333245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/4898485371697333245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/10/mengapa.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-8272350347216818262</id><published>2009-10-26T15:17:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-10-26T15:40:41.021Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.koreandrama.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/youarebeautiful2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 426px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Same DOB(!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...plus they both look similar in certain angle though the Korean version is hunkier, and the other version is getting fatter..(LoL). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have too much time for self-entertainment.&lt;s&gt; Ok, saye merepek dengan jayanya..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ADOI...still, this is slowly killing my poor heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kill kill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;die die..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Germany in 54 days~~~~~ (pfuhh pfuhhh..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/23322565-8272350347216818262?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/8272350347216818262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=8272350347216818262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8272350347216818262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/8272350347216818262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/10/youre-beautiful-same-dob.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-3253395445768997186</id><published>2009-10-25T10:56:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-10-25T11:37:24.232Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been in a really really &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;foul mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; lately. Seen my glass as half empty most of the time, I could not be satisfied/happy with anything. I hate this feelings. I hate it!! Grr grrr..&lt;div&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to Germany again this winter...finally to visit some locals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and due to curiosity and my current melancholic state, I tried listening to the song &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"Cuba" by Faizal Tahir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Boy, as soon as it begins I started to feel like someone's rummaging through my closet that is neatly stacked with skeletons. Darn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gahhhhhhhhhhhh... no emotional breakdown please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homesick homesick homesick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-3253395445768997186?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/3253395445768997186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=3253395445768997186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3253395445768997186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/3253395445768997186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-been-in-really-really-foul-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-6997458810613734743</id><published>2009-10-15T18:32:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:29:21.138+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Amir Jerung added you as a friend on Facebook. We need to confirm that you know Amir in order for you to be friends on Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And I'm suppose to JUST smile and accept it? Heh, even the name is a big give away. NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm bored. So forgive me if I want to&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; brag&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a little when someone with a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;really exciting &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; actually wants to be friend with me in facebook. Awwhhh...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;current song in mind: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-weight: bold; font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Miniature Disasters by KT Tunstall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;HAPPPY BIRTDAY IDAH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;in this long and lonely night, I realized that I'm still holding on my first ever ever ever crush. Sigh...&lt;/s&gt; Can I at least cry?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-6997458810613734743?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/6997458810613734743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=6997458810613734743&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6997458810613734743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/6997458810613734743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/10/amir-jerung-added-you-as-friend-on.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23322565.post-1684461036857838675</id><published>2009-10-09T21:54:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:23:26.374+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;WEEKEND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/Ss-pksWJAqI/AAAAAAAAA78/Lp-Rzu9-wCU/s320/DSC_0888-1.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390713726830183074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what medicine book? hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PEACE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23322565-1684461036857838675?l=nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/feeds/1684461036857838675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23322565&amp;postID=1684461036857838675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1684461036857838675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23322565/posts/default/1684461036857838675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadiahnurdin.blogspot.com/2009/10/weekend-what-medicine-book-hehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>fAraHnaDiaH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06793629300955766245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xauAlbJuWyQ/TustXNjuXNI/AAAAAAAABpQ/v1-u1Ea4mQM/s220/DSC_1530-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iPARRKWnzZM/Ss-pksWJAqI/AAAAAAAAA78/Lp-Rzu9-wCU/s72-c/DSC_0888-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
